Morning person?
Everyone else still lies abead,
And I just want to rest my head,
But I must get up at seven.
There's to get ready,
And homeschooling to be done.
'Tis wintertime,
And I get up before the sun.
I wait for him
To rise each day.
He's up now,
At seven thirty-two.
Wish I could sleep in that late,
But I have school to do.
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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War In My Head
I feel as though i have a war in my head.
No matter what i do,
It just keeps going.
I try to distract myself
With my favorite
Shows, books, and music.
But no matter what,
The war keeps raging.
I'm tired and want to sleep,
But
I
Can't.
The war keeps
Me awake.
I don't want to sleep,
I NEED to sleep.
My head won't shut down!
So,
Instead,
I'll lie awake in bed,
Counting the minutes
Until I have to get ready
For battle:
School.
School,
With it's never-ending hallways
And pointless lessons.
In which it would be more productive
To bang my head against a wall.
School,
With gross lunches
And stupid teachers,
Who were probably ordered online
Than hired.
School,
In which I have to face people
That I'd rather not see.
They call this education?
poem by Kelsey Tennant
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Wainsgroves primary
Wainsgroves School,
Some things you like, Some people you tolerate
Although when mums are in the playground they all look so smart
Its rush home joggers on and Jeremy_ coffee and a tart.
Wainsgroves School,
Wake up at six, But you're still always late.
Even though the Army could use my mum as she can motivate
Wainsgroves School,
Not talking about you Ripley but were are the best,
At christmas your play failed because there were no wise men left,
I'm sick of hearing, 'Natasha Kara you will be late'
'Mum 'nobody else gets ready the night before
Not even Mrs Farquar your posh lady in lime
Homework takes up the rest of our time,
Wainsgroves School,
I want to be a kid, I don't care what the rest do we hate crime.
So dont steal our computers because we dont get two life times
Wainsgroves School, is where we go im Kara im 5 and im Natasha im 9 YOU know! Wainsgroves is our lifetime and its because we work together we know that we will be fine
poem by Jason Bass
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Arctic Song
The days get older
The shadows colder
The seasons pause in vain
And in the north
We sit until
The sun won't rise again
The sun won't rise again, my love
The sun won't rise again
For thirty days and thirty nights
And fallow fall the sane
I spoke it once and will refrain
The sun won't rise again
We feel the frost
We feel the bite
These nights of endless pain
And once upon a time
We know
The sun will rise again
The sun won't rise again, my love
The sun won't rise again
For thirty days and thirty nights
We'll sufer through this bane
I spoke it twice, and will refrain
The sun won't rise again
And on that morn
Oh, breaking dawn
We'll let ourselves retain
Those thoughts of night
The quietude
Till the sun won't rise again
poem by Liz Annson
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School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not so cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it everyday.
We cant go on the grass
We cant bother another class
We cant save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
They have to many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have classwork
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Chantel Braatz
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School Is Out
(anderson/barge/guida/royster)
(c) - (f) - (g)
(c) no more books and studies
And I can (f) stay out late with my buddies
(c) I can do the things that I wanna do
cause (g) all my cares are through
I can (c) root for the yankees from the bleachers
And dont (f) have to worry bout teachers
And (c) Im so glad that school is out
Well, (g) Im gonna sing and (c) shout!
Chorus:
(school is (g) out)
Everybodys gonna have some fun
(school is (c) out)
Everybodys gonna jump and run
(school is (g) out)
Come on, people, dont you be late
(school is (c) out)
I just got time to take my girl out on a date
(c) school is out at last
And (f) Im so glad I passed
(c) everybody come and go with me
Were gonna have a night with (g) daddy g
People, are you ready, people, are you ready
For the show time, show time thats in your town ?
People, are you ready, people, are you ready
For the show time, show time thats in your town ?
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Honest Goodbyes
Sink with the tide
Rescue me if you like
I'll be leaving it all up to you
Think how we tried
It's o.k. to be lied to
As long as it's only by you
People say to me it's best that we've parted
'Cause you know I'm better alone
Don't explain to me how you're so broken hearted
I'm too busy mending my own
Ending each night with such honest goodbyes
Such honest goodbyes for the last time
Honest goodbyes only work once or twice
They work once or twice
Then the rest must be lies
Late ever night the colours fade from the sky
And the music is gone from the moon
Standing in line for what used to be mine
What use is the rhyme with no tune
People say to me it's best that we've parted
And nothing is carved out in stone
It's such a shame how we're back where we started
It's late now and time that we go
Ending each night with such honest goodbyes
Such honest goodbyes for the last time
Honest goodbyes only work once or twice
They work once or twice
Then the rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
The rest must be lies
song performed by by Bic Runga from Beautiful Collision
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A School Is So Not Cool
School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it every day.
We can’t go on the grass
We can’t bother another class
We can’t save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
They have too many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have class work
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Fahed Sharaf
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It Is Much Too Late!
It is much too late,
To remove that which has taken place.
While you were asleep,
And not in your mind 'awake'.
You devoured such a taste for hatred.
Served as you digested it...
From the plate.
And licking it clean after you ate!
Oh it is much too late,
To erase affects of disrespect.
Or to think forgiveness sits,
Ready to be given.
From those broken hearts intended,
Now too painful to mend.
It is much too late,
To appreciate those you were taught to despise.
Much too late,
To replace false images deceived by your lies.
It is much too late to fake an empathy for others...
When it has been known,
None you've shown.
Or attempts you could have tried.
It is much too late,
To remove what has already taken place.
And much too late to wait,
For an understanding to come...
From anyone who has suffered,
By those things you've done!
It is much too late!
For those apologies spoken,
To be believed by anyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unable To Wait
I am looking for perfect architect
Who can shape my feeling?
I believe it's only me
To sculpt by praying on knee
You, my son, faraway from me
Only your breadth surrounds me
One full month gone separated
Feeling weight loss of one heart
You, for study, planted away
But from that day
My thirst raise to gulp even bay
Though rivers near my way
You, coronet of my empire
Being left from my head
I lost my lovable throne
And feel like just thrown
See, snowy winter is gone.
For your foot print, Doorsteps long.
Wintry weather leaves blown away
To give you happiest way
Black big grapes are ready to ripe -
So that you and me together shall sip
I feel Newton's apple ready to fall
But praying God not to be on my head
Come soon - the day of together
I can't wait further
You need to seriously bother
How to express ourselves gathered
My son, unable to wait
So I stand near gate
Expecting to change our fate
Please don't be late… late… late…
poem by JothiLakshmi Kannan
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First Thoughts
So here I go
Im just going to write whatever comes to mind
The first thoughts in my head
Is dame its like 5: 30 in the morning
And I havent gone to sleep yet
Thank god I dont have to work tomorrow
My eye lids are getting tired
I keep on yawning it just wont stop
I can see the sky now
I sun is starting to rise
Aww the fresh smell of morning dew
The birds are cherping
The newspaper is thrown at my door
Startles my dogs they bark twice
Lay back down and lay there head to rest
Oh how that looks so comfortable
I just want to lay down
Yet I cant get the motivation to get up
Maybe ill just sleep right here
Rest my head on my desk
While this music runs through my head
I can barely move this pen now
I cant think of anything to say now
So here I go
It's off to day dreaming land
5-14-06
Ashley O
poem by Ashley Olson
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Weep you no more, sad fountains
Weep you no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heaven's sun doth gently waste.
But my sun's heavenly eyes
View not your weeping,
That now lies sleeping
Softly, now softly lies
Sleeping.
Sleep is a reconciling,
A rest that peace begets:
Doth not the sun rise smiling
When fair at even he sets?
Rest you then, rest, sad eyes,
Melt not in weeping,
While she lies sleeping
Softly, now softly lies
Sleeping.
poem by Anonymous Olde English
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Cant Let It Get Away
John mcfee / nicolette larson / patrick simmons
Everything comes to an end
Few have time to wait
Well my patience, lord, is wearin thin
The hours gettin late
The ladies come and go
Barely turn my head
But you make me feel
Like a change is coming
Ive been wastin time
Im ready for you
Im leavin my past behind
Im ready for you
Cant let it get away
Its gettin closer
Cant let it get away
Im feelin better
Cant let it get away, oh no
Cant let it get away, cant let it get away
Oh it was worth the wait
But I wont wait no more
I never believed in fate now, baby
Ive been wrong before
This time Im really givin it all
And I aint got time to wait
You make me feel
Like a change is comin
Ive been wastin time
Im ready for you
Im leavin my past behind
Im ready for you
Cant let it get away
Its gettin closer
Cant let it get away
Im feelin better
Cant let it get away, oh no
Cant let it get away, cant let it get away
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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It's a sick day off
It's Monday,
I said, ' I can't go to school today.'
Mom asked, ' Why can't you go son? '
' Well I have the flu and chicken pox. I need a warm cinnamon bun.'
'Eat a cinnamon bun, rest, and be ready for school tomorrow while rising with the sun.'
It's Tuesday,
I said, ' I can't go to school like yesterday.'
Mom asked, ' Why not Nate? '
' I have the mumps and measles and I think it is because of what I ate.'
' Well you're going to miss you school debate.'
Mom said back, ' Go to rest and hopefully you can go to school tomorrow with your sister Kate.'
It's Wednesday,
I said to Mom, ' I can't go to school like Tuesday.'
Mom asked, ' Why not my sweet boy? '
' I'm coughing and I got a headache also say I can't play today to my best friend Roy.'
' Go to bed dear child so you can go to school tomorrow with joy.'
It's Thursday,
I said, ' I can't go to school like Wednesday, Tuesday, and Monday.'
Mom asked, ' Why not lad.'
' I'm giddy, dizzy, and feeling pretty bad.'
' You must be feeling bad that's why I feel so sad.'
Mom said back, ' Rest now and it won't be so bad.'
It's Friday,
I said, ' I can't go to school again today.'
Mom said, ' Don't worry there is no school today.'
' No school! I'm going out to play now.'
poem by Saimun Shahee
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A Last Request (I Want Your Sex Part 3)
it's late
time for bed
so I sit, and wait
for that gin and tonic
to go to your head
I know
it's a devious plan
but it's the only way that I know
to get those big bad carkeys
out of your habd
you know
that I remain a gentle man
but even so
there's only so much
a gentleman can stand
sleep with me
oh sleep with me tonight
my cards are on your table
my dreams are in your bed
if I was able
I'd be there instead
sleep with me tonight
song performed by by George Michael
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I Want Your Sex Iii
Its late
Time for bed
So I sit, and wait
For that gin and tonic
To go to your head
I know
Its a devious plan
But its the only way that I know
To get those big bad car keys
Out of your hand
You know
That I remain a gentle man
But even so
Theres only so much
A gentleman can stand
Sleep with me
Oh sleep with me tonight
My cards are on your table
My dreams are in your bed
If I was able
Id be there instead
song performed by by George Michael
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Bacon Biscuit Blues
Put your biscuits in the oven
Honey, put your buns in bed
I wanna come inside your kitchen
Wanna taste your shortening bread
I want to jump into your skillet
Honey, tickle your home fries
I gotta hambone working fill it
Wont you try it on for size
Uh uh uh uh uh
Baby ask me no questions
Ill tell you no lies
Put your biscuits in the oven
Honey, watch my dumplin
Rise up - early in the morning
Rise up - late at night
Rise up - gotta get me a warning
Rise up - gonna whet your appetite
Gonna shake and bake you honey
I want a catcher in the rye
I wanna sop up all your gravy
From your deep dish apple pie
So open up your menu
I wanna slice your honey dew
I love it honey when you
Do me like you do
Uh uh uh uh uh
And if you ask me no questions
And tell me no lies
Put your biscuits in the oven
Honey, watch my dumplin
Rise up - early in the morning
Rise up - late late late at night
Rise up - giving me no warning
Rise up - gonna wet your appetite
song performed by by Aerosmith
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A Last Request
It's late
Time for bed
So i sit, and wait
For that gin and tonic
To go to your head
I know
It's a devious plan
But it's the only way that i know
To get those big bad car keys
Out of your hand
You know
That i remain a gentle man
But even so
There's only so much
A gentleman can stand
Sleep with me
Oh sleep with me tonight
My cards are on your table
My dreams are in your bed
If i was able
I'd be there instead
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song performed by by George Michael
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Back To School.
Back to school, my mind in good mood. My head enroute for good friuts. Back to school, yes I'm back for good. Don't be a fool dear, it's not just a virtual school of paper-books, it's a school of the mind, a school of thinking. Oh yes! My own school of thought. Every day is schooling, where you are is your lecture room, Life its' self is the teacher. School closes when we close our eyes, either in sleep or in SLEEP. Which ever way it closes, it yet continues on the other side. For there, we shall learn all that we failed while still LIFE's pupils.
poem by Darlington Chukwunyere
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Butter in her mouth
Butter in her mouth
School time is just too over, waking up and ready for the school otherwise I will beat you bitterly.
He put off the bed sheet from my body, stretched my hand,
In addition, put me on my foot.
Tears came in my eyes then I went slowly and slowly to my mother in the kitchen,
I put my finger towards my father
And complained about the rude behavior of my father,
Who was asking him to go to the school?
She embraced me; kiss my fore head, and politely asking me to become ready to school because I have to be an officer by studying in the school.
Orders were the same.
Father orders me to wake up and to go to the school while he was having a stick in his hand.
Mother also orders him to go to the school having butter in her mouth.
(From the diary of an Indian)
poem by Vijay Gupta
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Ready For a New Year
Im ready for a new year...
Well, maybe a new day.
Im just ready to be ok.
No more worry's and no more pain...
And do you think that's insane?
Im just ready to be done.
I can't say this year was fun,
but even now, i have no regrets.
what i have been threw has yet to be put to rest.
A new year, month, or week.
Can't you tell i am ready?
And i can't stress this enough,
i know life is tough,
so wish me good luck.
Im so ready for a brand new year,
and i can't wait till it gets here.
Because, when it do-
don't say i didn't tell you...
Im Ready For a New Year! ! !
yours truly:
THE heartbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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