You Look At Me As If You Are in Disbelief
Don't be ridiculous.
Of course I missed you.
I wasn't trying to avoid you.
For 'your' information.
I was hoping you would run after me,
Calling my name repeatedly.
Until you caught up with me.
One moment.
I have to catch my breath.
Whew.
Here we are.
Let's sit on this bench to chat.
Wave to the policeman.
Let him know we're okay.
WHY are you staring at me like that?
You are making me feel quite uncomfortable.
You've aged a bit.
But those track legs?
You've still got 'em.
See?
Just think of it.
If you hadn't kept in good shape,
We would not have met at all.
And stop looking at me like that.
IF I had wanted to ignore you,
Don't you think I would have found a better way,
To do it?
Geeesssshhh.
Don't be so suspicious.
I've been wanting to see you for years.
You look at me as if you are in disbelief?
It's me.
How've you been?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stop N Go
Stop N Go"
I knew from the start you were running game
You'd fade away like Jordan then cross me over when you come back again
I'm not superwoman so i can't see what's goign on in your mind
It's been so long that i strung you along
So many dates, so many hours on the phone
And i know you getting tired of playing the game of cat and mouse
I wonder if i let you catch me, would you run your mouth
So i'm not sure if i wanna
Stop
Go
Just move slow
Let
Go
And enjoy the moment
Stop
Go
So confusing that i
Don't
Know
I feel i wanna explode
We're in the first quarter and i feel i wanna but i know we oughta not
Cuz if i pass it to you there's a chance that you might mess around and drop the rock
So you better make sure in the court you're the best i've ever seen
Cuz i would hate to have to trade you to another team
It's been so hard playing my emotions off
Knowing that i wanna give in but too afraid to go too far
And i know you're getting tired of playing the game of hard to get
But i wonder if i let you in would you tell your friends
So i'm not sure if i wanna
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the momeny
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
I feel i wanna explode
My heart, says yes
My mind, says no
Cuz i don't know if i wanna break down and let go
My heart, says yes
My mind, says no
Cuz i know if i'm ready now i'll be wanting more
More this, more that
More time, to chat
And i'll be wanting a commitment from you and much more attention
That's why i'm so confused
When it comes to loving you
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the moment
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
Feel i wanna explode
Stop, go
Just move slow
Let go
And enjoy the moment
Stop, go
So confusing that i
Don't know
Feel i wanna explode
song performed by by Faith Evans
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Fish Fever
This week end I went fishing
A fish in mind to catch
I went wishing, wishing, wishing
To catch a perfect catch
I wanted to catch the big one
The one that always gets away
I waited under the hot, hot sun
I waited for that fish all day
Then there was a pull on my line
The pull so full of magic
It made me think mine, mine, mine
Me, the fisherwoman classic
This fish was big I could feel
Big and strong, a winners tale
All I had to do was reel, reel, reel
In order not to fail
Me and this fish fought a moment
Tugging and yanking, pulling and reeling
Until I screamed net! Net! NET!
Is this a winners feeling?
In that moment I knew that it was this
The moment I caught the one that got away
I caught it, I caught it, I caught it
Fishing fever is what I caught that day
poem by Cheré Mason
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A Place To Sit
Smoochers and snoggers, and resting joggers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Ramblers and walkers, and street hawkers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Mini’s and Roller’s, and lady strollers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Old folk and young folk, and dogs with no folk
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Market traders and cavers, and money savers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Children that play who meet everyday
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Students and teachers, and lay preachers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Loose women and boys the ‘for sale’ toys
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Addicts and dealers, and police squealers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Dogs out for a pee who can’t find a tree
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Drunks in the night who like to fight
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Spray painters and doodlers, and bench abusers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Vandals and hooligans, and booted ruffians
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Demolishers and breakers, and obliterators
never stopped until they destroyed this concrete bench.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Fear Of Being Intimate...Again
I'd never thought as I aged,
I would feel 'more' romantic.
Maybe it is because I hadn't had that in years.
And my fear of being intimate...again,
Speeds quickly to a fade these days.
It is fun as well as frightening too.
I am no longer a child.
I am well into my 60's too!
Who knew it would be like this?
Living alone and happily single.
Then 'whoa'...
What IS this?
I am wishing to be intimate?
In a relationship?
I thought I had donated my feelings...
When I sent them packing and they went away?
I'd never thought as I aged,
I would feel 'more' romantic.
Maybe it is because I hadn't had that in years.
You know...
THAT?
Someone around just to nag?
Maybe I am going through a 'phase'...
And will soon wake up,
Before I find I have done something quite foolish.
Like commit...
To a delusion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Aggravating Children
Those who repeatedly rely upon immature techniques,
With expectations to receive the same results achieved...
Are those who can be found weeping in disbelief,
To discover few have tolerance...
For the ones who have physically aged with time,
But in their minds they remain aggravating children.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lonely Days
Woke up this morning early
and switched my computer on.
Messenger came up on the screen
and it showed I was available to chat,
but no one wanted to chat to me.
Several friends were available
and I waited and hoped to see
that one of them might want a chat with me.
Sadly none of them did.
So I sat and played a couple of games
and watched the hours pass slowly away.
Only junk mail came into my inbox,
but no messages from my friends.
It seemed no one wanted to speak to me.
I got on and did some work I had to do
and started to feel forgotten, asking myself
where had all my friends had gone.
Maybe tomorrow or the day after that
someone might remember me and want a chat,
but I am not going to hold my breath on that.
I’ll just have to pick up my pen and write a little more.
26 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Suspicion Is Contageous
Scene 1.
When I feel warm in the middle of the night,
I suspect that electricity is cut off as usual
When I bite a pebble while eating rice,
I suspect that it is adulterated as usual.
When I am denied a seat to the university,
I suspect that I am less eligible than others, as usual.
When I am left to fend on my own with family and friend's support,
I suspect that my country is as useless as I, as usual.
Scene 2.
When I come out with my sling bag and laptop,
I am suspicious of everyone who looks at me.
When I walk to the tube and sit there comfortably,
I close my eyes tightly to avoid the suspicious eyes.
When I enter the workplace and talk to my colleagues,
who are as suspicious as I, exchange the suspicious greetings.
Wherever I go, I see the people who are suspicious of others,
cameras to catch the suspicious looking characters,
unattended bags are removed within half an hour,
for the fear of suspicious people planting bombs,
in some other places literally no rubbish bins,
and I am allowed to throw wherever I like,
and people are watching me always as a suspect,
and that makes me to be suspicious of them too.
When I come out with my sling bag,
I am suspicious of everyone who looka at me.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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With A Happiness Attack
I awakened this morning,
With a happiness attack.
I wasn't sure what it was.
So I laid quietly on my back.
When I fell asleep last night,
I didn't expect to wake up...
Not like that!
And when I opened my eyes,
I was surprised to feel so good.
So the next thing I did,
Was to thank God...
Like I should!
Unexpectedly I received my 'gift',
Delivered from God...
As only God could!
I awakened this morning,
With a happiness attack.
I wasn't sure what it was.
So I laid quietly on my back.
Making sure it was not the nightmare...
Many have become addicted to share.
And I had left staring in disbelief,
That I was not grieving with it!
And leaving it there.
On the other side of my door,
Where it was abandoned...
The day before!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tenth Avenue Breakdown
Well now how you doin' do I know you
Are you living round here or just passing through
Seems like I met you before well how you do
Take care while you're in there, the lights are low
Though the gals are good, they're not the kind you want to know
Just sit back, and drink a stiff one - enjoy the show
They got nothing on me, nothing I can see, nothing that could do me wrong
Cos I'm in my disguise they'll never get wise
Ain't nothing that can cause alarm
One hit that'll do you. You won't look back
You'll be feeling no pain. Put you right on track
Why don't you do it again ah now you're getting the knack
Let's go to a new place, the lights look good
Reflecting the rain across the neighbourhood
Who's that over there, looks like he's up to no good
"Hey what you doing to me, is that a knife that I see
Well are you trying to bring me down
I'm a tryin' to run but my legs are all numb
It's like I'm messin' with the wrong side of town"
You're on the wrong station, you're on the wrong track
You've lost your reservation, now you can't get back
You're getting a shake down, unlucky for you
Tenth Avenue breakdown...
"It's getting rough, just too tough
I'm all abused and so confused
I've got to go, I feel so low, just can't wait
It's gettin' late..."
Spoken: {Policeman's words]
Get down now...
Put your hands behind your head......
You have the right to remain silent ....
Anything you say can be used against you ....
"Don't know who came he just set upon me
It's kind of vague and I'm, I'm kind of groggy
But you must believe me, he just stopped breathing
I didn't do it, it wasn't me
I know it wasn't me"
Gettin' late we can't afford to wait
It's gettin' late we can't afford to wait [repeat]
You're on the wrong station, you're on the wrong track
You lost your reservation and you can't get back
You're getting to shake down, unlucky for you
Tenth Avenue breakdown
It's getting rough, it's just too tough
I'm all abused and so confused
I've got to go, feel so low
Just can't wait
song performed by by Supertramp
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Under Pressure'
Back Chat Back Chat
You burn all my energy
Back Chat Back Chat
Critising all you see
Back Chat Back Chat
Analysing what I say
And you always get your way
Oh yeah see what you've done to me
Back Chat Back Chat
You're driving me insane
It's a battle to the end, knock you down you
come again
Talk back, talk back you've got me on the rack
Twisting every word I say
Wind me up and get your way
Fat chance I have of making a romance
If I'm ever to get the last word in
Take it from there
Twisting every word I say
Wind me up and get your way
Back Chat Back Chat
You burn all my energy
Back Chat Back Chat
Critising all you see
Back Chat Back Chat
Analysing what I say
And you always get your way
Wake up stand up and drag yourself on out
Get down get ready
Scream and shout
Back off be cool
And learn to change your ways
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
Back Chat Back Chat
song performed by by Queen
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Back Chat
Back chat back chat
You burn all my energy
Back chat back chat
Critising all you see
Back chat back chat
Analysing what I say
And you always get your way
Oh yeah see what youve done to me
Back chat back chat
Youre driving me insane
Its a battle to the end, knock you down you
Come again
Talk back, talk back youve got me on the rack
Twisting every word I say
Wind me up and get your way
Fat chance I have of making a romance
If Im ever to get the last word in
Take it from there
Twisting every word I say
Wind me up and get your way
Back chat back chat
You burn all my energy
Back chat back chat
Critising all you see
Back chat back chat
Analysing what I say
And you always get your way
Wake up stand up and drag yourself on out
Get down get ready
Scream and shout
Back off be cool
And learn to change your ways
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
Back chat back chat
song performed by by Queen
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Freaks
(derek dick, mark kelly, steve rothery, peter trewavas, ian mosley)
Have you ever met a lady, screaming angst potential?
Have you ever dreamed of romance, no matter how experimental?
Have you ever felt an alien drifting back into your hometown?
Did you think you were buying safety when you bought that piece of ground?
She said all the best freaks are here
She said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
So I said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
Have you ever woke up, sweating in the middle of the night?
You search the darkness and youre scrambling for the light
Have you ever walked down the street, heard bootsteps following you?
Dont worry my son, youve got the spook squad looking after you
He said all the best freaks are here
He said all the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
So I said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me, stop staring at me
Airport terminal, patiently waiting on the last call
You feel the eyes burn the back of your head
Sign the autograph, get out of the picture, gonna have the last laugh
Feel the whispers as you head for the plane
Stop staring at me
Love and linen sheets seem so very far away
You save your pennies and you buy another day
But after all its only hide and seek, just another game
Theres so much fun to be had when youre living with a name
All the best freaks are here, all the best freaks are here
Please stop staring at me, all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
Oh, stop staring at me, oh, stop staring at me
They said all the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
All the best freaks are here
All the best freaks are here, please stop staring at me
song performed by by Marillion
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Little Panda McElroy
I can stop lying
I can stop punching my own face
I can stop stealing money
I can stop hating my own heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can stop scratching up my cheeks
I can stop drinking so much
I can stop wanting to kill myself
I can stop wanting your perfect heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can start listening
I can say Hi
I can feel something good
Little panda McElroy
song performed by by Xiu Xiu
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Little Panda McElroy
I can stop lying
I can stop punching my own face
I can stop stealing money
I can stop hating my own heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can stop scratching up my cheeks
I can stop drinking so much
I can stop wanting to kill myself
I can stop wanting your perfect heart
I can do it
Because of you
I can start listening
I can say Hi
I can feel something good
Little panda McElroy
song performed by by Xiu Xiu
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If Hadn't Got You
If I hadn't got you
If I hadn't got you
Whose friend would I be
If I lied all the time
If you never trusted my word
The love that we make
when feelings run high
Is all that makes sense in the world
And I can never go back, oh no
For a moment of sweet solitude
If I ever go back
I'd be looking for you
If I hadn't got you
Whose friend wouId I be
If I hadn't got you
I would die in solitary
If I hadn't got you
God only knows what I'd do
God only knows
Who's friend would I be if
I can't take a joke
If I can't pull a smile from a tear
The love that I feel
whenever you're close
Makes yesterday's hurt disappear
And I can never go back, oh no
For a moment of sweet solitude
With my head in my hands
I've been waiting for you
If I hadn't got you
Whose friend would I be
If I hadn't got you
I would die in solitary
If I hadn't got you
Whose air would I breathe
If I hadn't got you
God only knows what I'd do
God only knows
So don't turn away
Never go back
Hold onto love
Cos love is all we have
Maybe you'll be lost in this world
Without me
If I hadn't got you
Whose friend would I be
If I hadn't got you
I would die in misery
If I hadn't got you
Whose air would I breathe
If I hadn't got you, yeah
If I hadn't got you
God only knows what I'd do
God only knows
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Caught Up In Your Traffic
Never will you find me,
Caught up in your traffic.
Or waiting for permission,
To stop and go as I please.
Too often with you,
I felt cautioned.
I wasn't sure whether to speed up,
Or slow down.
But now I've tossed that all to the wind.
Knowing my life lived didn't need your definition.
Never will you find me,
Caught up in your traffic.
Or waiting for permission,
To stop and go as I please.
I tried that repeatedly!
And you still want to direct,
Your concept of perfection.
But you have yet,
To self examine or self reflect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I found them uncomfortable and after that I decided to continue running barefoot because I found it more comfortable. I felt more in touch with what was happening - I could actually feel the track.
Wanting Out
I turned around
and there you were
standing in front of me
i can't ignore
the fact that you were back for more
It's kind of funny when you think about it
It's kind of hard to agree to disagree
now we're back to the start
no buts, no buts
but you want me back
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
I saw you smiling in that photograph
and I remember how we used to laugh
but that was then
forgive and forget
that was easiest
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out------
ohhh
dadadadada dadada ohhh
And I don't know if I can get through this
and I never knew that before
you make up your mind
and suddenly find you're wanting more
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
song performed by by Michelle Branch
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Whenever You Feel Like It
I can't catch my breath
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you're wild, you're crazy
you're not like other people baby
you're a devil, you're a rebel
thats why I need you baby
your keeping my up all night
your making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum baby
you can come to me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you're dark, you're stormy
you really do it for me
I'm here, I'm waiting
use your imagination
you're keeping my up all night
you're making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum baby
you can come to me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
your hearts beating with the rhythm of love
dont stop now i cant get enough
my hearts beating me to death
I can't catch my breath
you're keeping my up all night
you're making me feel alright
you march to the beat of your own drum yeah
come on, come on, come on
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
you can hold me there
you can call on me
you'll be fine with me
whenever you feel like it..
where ever you feel like it..
how ever you feeeeeel like it..... I like it
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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Sandra
BY BARRY MANILOW AND ENOCH ANDERSON
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She's a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone when her husband comes home
And she changes from mother to wife
'Til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs by her words to her life
She says I swear I love my husband, I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missin'
And that's how she knows that she missed
She's a sweetheart, except when she's moody
It's hard to get through to her then
Depressed for a while when the youngest was born
Oh but that happens now and again
She might take a drink with the housework
Or when Michael's kept late at the shop
A Martini or two before dinner
But she always knows when to stop
She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missin'
And that's how she knows that she missed
Oh they used to hold hands at the movies
Now it's seldom if ever they go
Once you've paid for the sitter and parkin' the car
There's no money left for the show
She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)
It was real touch and go for a while
She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kids
You know I wanted to be like my, my mother
But if I hadn't done it as soon as I did
Oh there might have been time to be me
For myself, for myself
There's so many things that she wishes
She don't even know what she's missin'
And that's how she knows that she missed
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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