Where Is That Villain?
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Who is that villain?
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Who is that villain?
Before I go outside,
My eyes are open wide...
To,
Look for a villain.
And someone to suspect,
Is...
Other than chillin'.
I can't sleep at night.
Without lights turned on bright,
Because...
I am looking for a villain.
Someone who says 'Boo',
And scares me too!
A villain hidden to do me in.
I can't sleep at night.
Without lights turned on bright,
Because...
I am looking for a villain.
Someone who says 'Boo',
And scares me too!
A villain hidden to do me in.
But...
Where is the villain,
I'm to fear and not go near?
Where is that villain?
Hidden to creep on me to leap.
Before I go outside,
My eyes are open wide...
To,
Look for a villain.
And someone to suspect,
Is...
Other than chillin'.
Hidden to creep on me to leap.
Where is the villain...
I'm to fear and not go near?
Where is that villain?
Hidden to leave me with the chills.
Where is the villain...
Hidden to leave me with the chills.
Where is that villain...
I can shoo away with my boot,
To scoot.
Where is that villain...
I can shoo away with my boot,
To scoot.
And...
Where is that villain,
I can shoo away with my boot to scoot.
Where is that villain,
I can shoo away with my boot to scoot.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Hero and The Villain
When you see a Hero,
what do you think of the Hero?
'The Hero is Amazing'
'The Hero saves lives'
'The Hero is a bad person, not even human.'
'He stinks and I don't like the hero.'
People love the hero,
they love the hero cause he saves lives,
they love him cause he protects the city,
Some people don't like the hero cause they are
the ones who do crime.
Crimes like murder, kidnapping, stealing, sell drugs,
rob banks..... but the person who hates the hero the
most..... is the Villain.
The ones who hate the Villain the most is the people,
the hero never takes a life, the hero doesn't hate the Villain, the hero wants to help the Villain.
The Villain knows he needs help, but the Villain Doesn't want help, the Villain has been through an emotional life, the villains hates everyone...
Everyone knows a Superhero story goes, the Villain ends up Dead..
Everyone must know this..
Sometimes all the Villains were once heroes..
You die a hero, or you live long enough to see
yourself become the Villain....
poem by Noel Lopez
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Curtain
VILLAIN shows his indiscretion,
Villain's partner makes confession.
Juvenile, with golden tresses,
Finds her pa and dons long dresses.
Scapegrace comes home money-laden,
Hero comforts tearful maiden,
Soubrette marries loyal chappie,
Villain skips, and all are happy.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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It really doesn't matter whether it's the villain or the hero. Sometimes the villain is the most colorful. But I prefer a part where you don't know what he is until the end.
quote by Glenn Ford
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Hero or villain...
We only need to do,
Do our jobs properly.
None of us can say,
Who would be hero?
Or who would be villain?
This is a wonder of history,
Or a mystery of nature.
He who wins the struggle,
He will be the hero,
On the other hand,
The defeated are the villain.
Some time I wonder,
What if Hitler won the war?
Would he be such hatred villain?
Or a beloved hero as usual?
It is the complicity of us,
We never evaluate the works,
We only emphasize the fruit,
Poor guys, working harder,
Dreaming to be the hero.
But if they would feel that,
The human run on the belief,
Survival of the fittest.....
poem by Kafil Uddin Raihan.
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Western
The Cowboy had a sterling heart,
The Maiden was from Boston,
The Rancher saw his wealth depart—
The Steers were what he lost on.
The Villain was a banker’s limb,
His spats and cane were nifty;
The Maiden needs must marry him—
Her father was not thrifty.
The Sheepmen were as foul as pitch,
The Cowboy was a hero,
The gold mine made the hero rich,
The Villain’s score was zero.
The Sheepmen tried to steal the maid,
The Villain sought the attic,
The Hero fifteen bad men slayed
With his blue automatic.
The Hero kissed the willing lass,
The final scene was snappy;
The Villain went to Boston, Mass.,
And everyone was happy.
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Once I Was A Hero
Once I was a hero
Once I was a villain
Once I was a lover
Once I was a slave
And I remember feeling
there would never be a healing
I remember thinking
I'll take it to my grave
When the hero became the villain
and then villain became the lover
until the lover discovered the slave.
poem by Steven Sabathie
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Run Like A Villain
Pop/du prey
Big dick is a thumbs-up guy
He shot a missile in the sky
It functioned just as advertised
Until the fire made him cry
Look into it later
When the dust is clearing off the crater
Run like a villain let the good times roll
Run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Run like a villain cause you cant adjust
To a saccharine suburb in the mush
Ive got some loving arms around me
Darker than the tombs of egypt,
Dumber than the crudest fiction,
Buried in a melting coffin
Nights like this appeal to me!
Tracy got an afghan, pedigreed,
Prescription shades and designer jeans
A sony walkman on her head
All she wants is to be fed
Run, run, run, cause youre soft
Run, run, but dont get lost
The shining moon the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
Ive got some loving arms around me
The shining moon the dead oak tree
Nights like this appeal to me
Ive got some loving arms around me
Trying to steal a moment of pleasantry
In this zzzzzombieee birdhouse
Run, run, run run like a villain
Let the good times roll
Run like a villain to save your soul
It cant be done I already know
So Ill run like a villain to the sugar bowl
Cause who you are nobody knows
Who you are nobody knows
You rings on your fingers
And bells on your toes
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Short Stories
you create the hero
and then the
villain
and to make the
story short
the hero finally
gets hold
of the gun and
points it to
the head of the
villain
pleading for
mercy
and then
bang!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Typecasting
I did not wish to play the villain.
You insisted repeatedly,
That I fit the part.
Now that you have convinced others,
I 'am' the villain...
Who will you now select to play the victim?
Since those who know you,
Have grown tired of seeing a typecasting done...
Too well. And, with you playing that usual role.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smile is of villain
‘One could smile and smile and still be a villain’
The smile comes very easily to a villain.
The one who is sober is branded a brute.
We seek smiling faces as flies do flames.
12.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Superheroes
Everyone seems to want their own superman
Or wonderwoman, but no-one is willing
To be the hero; the one in the spotlight
Saving the world from the villain's killings
If we're not willing to be a hero ourselves
What gives us the right to want one?
Before we ask for a super-villain or hero
We should consider which one we've become
poem by Alex Daydream
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I was never a villain on the stage. I always played strong, sympathetic types. My first stage role with a speaking part, believe it or not, was as a priest. It wasn't until I began acting in films that the producers and directors saw me primarily as a bizarre villain.
quote by Conrad Veidt
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You've got to love the villain if you have to play him. You've got to find something that you can live with in yourself if you're going to play the villain in a play on stage.
Bad Attitude
They say you never come home, boy you been drivin too fast
When you gonna shape up, how long is this gonna last
You may be laughin today, but listen to some good advice
An take a look at tomorrow in a workin mans weary eyes
You gotta pick a carreer, go for the gold
Smile for the camera, do what youre told
Well you can take away the ladder cos I aint gonna climb it
If theres a stairway to heaven I swear Im gonna find it
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
She says you never call, how come youre actin so tough
You either hold me too tight, or you dont hold me enough
Dont be afraid of me angel, I aint about to clip your wings
Just put your feet on the ground and your arms around the real thing
You gotta love me for keeps, feather the nest
Plan for the future, an gimme your best
Boy were never gonna have a normal family life
Steamin up and down the speedway on the back a your bike
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Bad attitude, you got us tearin our hair
Such a bad attitude, boy you just dont seem to care
We try to lay down the rules, but you were born to refuse
Whats the world gonna do with a boy like you
You got it bad, you got a bad attitude
You try to lay down the rules, well I was born to refuse
Whats the world gonna do with a man like you
You got a bad - no, you got a bad, you got a bad - ooh, you got a bad
You got a bad - no, you got a bad, you got a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy
Well there are winners and outlaws and leaders and lovers
Behind every man in the news
And one thing I know is behind everyone theres a boy who had nothin to lose
Behind every man who has somethin to say
Theres a boy who had nothin to prove
An every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Every hero was once, every villain was once just a boy with a bad attitude
Oh, you got a bad, ooh, you got a bad, oh, you got a bad attitude
No, you got a bad, you got a bad, you got a bad attitude
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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LazyTown!
In LazyTown in TVLand
They're always on the go.
The colours there are mighty grand,
A vibrant rich rainbow.
The Superhero's really fit -
He leaps across the screen.
The Villain mucks things up a bit -
He gets kicks being mean!
The dainty damsel in distress
Is perfect for the part.
She always shares her happiness
And sings with joyful heart.
She likes to dance from left to right
And also up and down.
Without her smiles so pearly white,
Some folks would wear a frown!
Her friends are noble, just like her
And what a team they make.
Whatever mishaps may occur,
It's action that they take.
The Villain will not win the day -
Although he tries his best.
While Robbie Rotten shouts, 'Hoorah! ',
His schemes will be suppressed!
The hero's airship floats above,
Amid the clouds on high,
Until the damsel calls with love
To solve things gone awry.
In LazyTown in TVLand
The good guys always win -
The Villain's always underhand,
But heroes don't give in!
That's why we like to watch what's new
And how they're getting on
And why we're always feeling blue
The moment that they're gone.
So hurry back! Your show's first rate!
Vivacious fun to boot!
That Sportacus, he's really great
And Stephanie's so cute!
poem by Denis Martindale
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I Am a Monster
I am not a man or a hero
I am a villain a monster
I am the darkness in the shadow
I am what is left in the mass after
You are no woman you're no angel
You are a slave you are a demon
You are the silence in the shell
You are the dusk creeping into the evenin'
I am a man and a hero to you
I am no villain no monstrosity
I am the lie that defines the truth
I am the strongest viscosity
You are a woman an angel to me
You are no slave no devil
You are the whisper coming from the sea
You are the crest on the highest hill
poem by Ethan Wilson
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Anoint a villain and he will prick you, prick a villain and he will anoint you.
I Am Seeing The Movie
dawn, alone, i sit in one of the corners
it is empty, and there is silence creeping all over the walls
like some millipedes,
stare has become mossy,
and eyes opening like a crack of light on the wall
around me,
sleep has become a word too elusive
for my understanding,
i close my eyes only to become a river,
waiting to enter into the mouth of the sea,
i wait, only to see the unfolding of the movie
of my life
i am the villain and soon the hero
shall take the sword and kill me and they all
those who wait for the ending love the suspense
the thrill and like much the musical score
and the flow of the story
perhaps, it is only me who did not like it
and so i stopped it.
who likes a villain to be the victor at the end?
surely, they wouldn't.
but i am the maker of the film
and i decide how it shall end.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Knight In Shining Armour
The valiant hero stood his ground,
Defiant in the sun,
His shining armour shone around
On almost everyone!
The crowd assembled, like they do,
As if to cheer him on,
The villain of the piece to boo,
As if he'd soon be gone...
The villain slapped his gauntlet there,
Right on the hero's cheek!
The hero trembled with a glare
That some thought quite unique...
'How darest thou, thou craven knave!
Now suffer for that slight! '
Back to their horses they marched brave,
The knave against the knight!
The horses tensed their muscles hard
To bear the extra weight,
The two men posed and then 'En guard! '
Their faces full of hate...
A preacher begged them to repent,
Make peace, but would they hell...
'Oh, dear...' said he, then off he went,
Looked back and bade farewell...
The fight began, as most fights do,
Courageous to a fault,
They beat each other black and blue
And then they called a halt...
Time-out for nose bleeds to calm down
And nervous knees to rest...
Before they sought the victor's crown
And comely maiden's chest...
The villain twirled his moustache back,
That drove the hero wild!
He gave the villain's rump a whack
And that sure got him riled!
'How darest thou! ' was his retort
And soon revenge was his!
The hero's rump got what it ought,
The villain couldn't miss!
The crowd was in hysterics now,
Guffaws were everywhere...
The hero wiped his sweaty brow
And thought, 'The cads don't care! '
With that, he turned and rode away,
To head for yonder hill...
His rump was sore, his heart was gay,
His armour shining still...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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