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All-American found poem

“People say
I’ll find a better guy,
but I’m starting to think that
everyone’s pretty much a mess.

We go through break-ups
in order to give us
time to breathe and
recover enough to deal with
another person’s bucket of shit.”

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[unashamedly stolen from a blog..]

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Bucket T

Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud
Chorus:
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t... bucket bucket bucket...
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool
Drivin down the road Ill get my kicks
Apoppin the clutch and aslippin the sticks
[chorus]
I was right, too, shes first in her class
Theres nothing on the freeway she dont pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But theres only one seat in my bucket t
[chorus]

song performed by by Who
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Dont Mess With My Man

[spoken]
Uh, I like it baby (yeah)
Uh, one time for the club (ye-eah)
Two time for my thugs, uh-huh
Three times for my ladies, cmon, cmon, cmon (ooh, oh)
Uh, nivea yall.. je yall... (oooh)
Uh-uh, je yall
[nivea]
It was hard to find a brotha that was down for me
So Im tellin everybody let him be
Cause hes mine and I cant take no pigeons tryna take my baby
So I thought I had to let you know
Find someone that you can call your own
Cause now youre walkin in the danger zone
And if I touch you Ill be wrong
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
It was hard to find a girl thats really down for me
Seems like a lot of niggas tryin me
Cause they tryna take my baby, oh what the hell
So now you really better check yourself
Messin with my girl is bad for your health and
So you know you will be dealt with
Better find your own girl
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl
[nivea]
Girl Im warning you, if you want my man
You should just keep your hands to yourself, now-now
[je]
And playa Im warning you, if you want my girl
I suggest that you look but dont touch, now-now
[n] it was hard to find a brotha that was down for me, dont mess with my man
[je] its hard to find a girl thats really down for me, dont mess with my girl
[n] hard to find a brotha that was down for me, dont mess with my man
[je] so hard to find a girl thats down for me, dont mess with my girl
[nivea]
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl
[nivea]
If you mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my girls, got my man, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my man, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own man
[je]
If you mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Got my niggas, got my girl, so find your own and leave mine alone
Dont mess with my girl, ima be the one to break it to ya
Heres a little advice for you, find your own girl

song performed by by Nivea
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Drink You Pretty

Sick of drugs and dancing feet
Sick of bars where people meet
Smell of crotch and sheets not clean
Hairy men in magazines
Every city looks the same
Running from the threat of rain
Pillow talk that's just for one
Saturday get nothing done
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty
Human seas of apathy
Nuclear catastrophe
Jumbos crash into the ground
Governments sleep safe and sound
Mornings glisten cold and bright
Organs stolen every night
Can of beans and fast boquet
Double jackpot give away
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty
Hello pretty
Hello
Hello pretty
Hello
Hello pretty
Hello
Hello pretty
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty
Lie to me
It takes less time
To drink you pretty

song performed by by Placebo
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Mirror Mirror On The Wall

she turn to him for his thoughts,
even a simple whisper,
anything she said would do
to break up this silence
between us two,
but she heard nothing
than headed on home
feeling lonely on her own,
saying to her self i wanting his love,
needing his touch and all i got
was nothing much,
than she headed to the mirror starting to cry
saying mirror, mirror, on the wall
am i not pretty, and cute
at lease I think i am, i can also be funny
if given the chance, maybe that would bring me
some of his sweet romance, so please
me mirror, mirror on the wall won't you answer me
but all she heard was nothing not even from him,
and the others got something so she believe
as she mumbles quietly saying as she leaves
am i not pretty enough for him?
or am i just another face to him?
or do i take up to much space for him?
oh mirror, mirror on the wall please help me,
because he act's different around me
when i ring his door, is the other one going
out the back door? he said no, but i say yes
i think i'm pretty sure i said,
oh mirror mirror on the wall
i'm asking you once more
what do you think?
and once again please tell me
if i'm pretty enough for him,
and if you can't say yes or any thing
than can you at lease give me the courage
of what i'm about to do,
and can you keep my finger steady
and talk me through when i say i'm ready,
and please for give me for the mess
i'm about to make
in my last step i'm gonna take,

poem by Bruce Martone
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Give It Up

Hey yeah
Now here's a story
One we both know
About two people
When they lost their self control
If we're not careful it might be you and me
When things are good
You gotta let them be, oh
Why you wanna play me around
Why you wanna mess with this love that we've found
Why you wanna tear us apart
If you're trying to break my heart
You better give it up, give it up
'cause i am not gonna take anymore
Yeah my heart has made mistakes like this before
If you don't start treating me right
I'm gonna give it up, give it up, give it up
Starting with tonight
Oh baby, oh yeah
Starting with tonight
I'm gonna make it right, oh yeah
Why you wanna play with me
Play me around, oh baby calm down

song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Just For Fun List

Oh, I love the sea so much
I could have been a mermaid!
But then the people would laugh much
To see me topless, I'm afraid.

I'd love to climb the mountains
But I'm so scared of heights,
My aging knees would cry in pain
Before I get to see the sights.

I'd like to scuba dive someday
Perhaps in deep sea, snorkel -
But killer sharks are out today
It's best I stay in, oh well!

I'd like to ride the gondolas
Or surf the waves of Queensland,
In Mexico break some pinatas
Pick tulips in far Holland.

I'm starting on this bucket list
For fun, in case I have to go,
It's no big deal, I do not insist
If it does not happen so.

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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1STP KLOSR ( One Step Closer )

Break...
I'm about to break!
I need room to breathe... (x3)
I cannot take this anymore
Saying everything Ive said before
All these words, they make no sense
I found bliss in ignorance
Less I hear, the less you say
But you'll find that out anyway
I find the answers aren't so clear
Wish I could find a way to disappear
All these thoughts, they make no sense
I found bliss in ignorance
Nothing seems to go away
Over and over again (x5)
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
And I'm about to break!
I need a little room to breathe
I'm about to break!
Everything you say to me
And I'm about to break!
I need a little room to breathe
And I'm about to break!
Break!
These are the places where I can't feel
Torn from my body, my flesh it heals
During this ride we can cut up what we like
Waiting alone I can not resist
Feeling this hate I have never missed
Please someone give me a reason to rip off my face
Blood is a pouring and pouring and pouring..
Shut up when I'm talking to you!
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up when I'm talking to you!
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up! (blood is pouring)
Shut up! Im about to break!
Everything you say to me
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
And Im about to..
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to..

song performed by by Linkin Park
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Life is an Easter Egg Hunt

People hide things from you
And you might find a few
You put some aside
To keep for yourself
And some you put back,
For others to find

You don’t know what’s inside until you peek
Hoping you’ll find what you seek
You don’t always get what you want
But you get stuck with it ‘cause everybody’s moved on

On occasions you get something and it falls out
And you start to wonder to yourself
Others may try to help you
Picking them up to carry you through

But nobody’s perfect and some just stay
Get covered up by mud and clay
And when you go back to find it
You get intertwined in your mess

But if you carry through you’ll get to;
Put on a wedding ring
Scrunch on water wings
Put together a swing
Walk your daughter down her wedding isle

But your hunt is over,
All things must come to an end
And in that deathbed you lay,
Starting someone else’s Easter day

You need a basket to carry your weight
You need a handle to keep it lightweight
You need people to make or break
You need eggs to keep you up straight

poem by Big Boychick
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Am I not a person?

Am I not a person?


It would appear.
That im not a person.
Not quite human.
More like a zombie so to say.

Am I not a person?
That is the question.
Im not a person.
Not quite human.

An emotionless wrekage.
Within the walls of brakeage.
Am I not quite a person?

Im not quite humane.
Not quite the person.
I once used to be.

Am I a person?
Or just a big mess.
And a sorry excuse
For a person?

Im not quite a person.
This I do now no.
Im more like a zombie.

Am I not quite a person.
Nope Im not.

I just one sad sorry mess.
A zombie of my formerself.
Just a sad sorry mess.
And a pethetic excuse
For a life.

Amy Kerswell

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Who Do You Believe In?

Do you want someone to come to your rescue?
Do you want someone to believe in you?
Someone who believes in what you do,
And sees everything through,
Someone to give you credit where it's due,
And know that what they're saying is true.

Do you believe in people, who wear a crown,
Do you believe in people, who bear a regal gown,
Do you believe in people that make you frown,
Do you believe in people that break you down?

Do you want someone to answer your prayers?
Do you want to find someone who cares?
Someone who ventures and dares,
Just to be there,
Someone who wants to share,
Their love without compare.

Do you believe in people, who play with lives,
Do you believe in a person, who never ever tries,
Do you believe in people, who you have to idolise,
Do you believe in a person who keeps up the lies?

Do you want someone you can feel?
Do you want someone who is real?
Someone who is completely ideal,
To help you heal,
Someone who will not conceal,
How much, to them, you appeal.

poem by Dale Mullock
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Starting Over

Within every life there comes a time
when you need to take a break,
to start something new.
A point at when your life seems stale
and starting over is the only thing to do.
Not everyone wants to do it,
in fact most refuse to try.
They idle away each day,
not realising they need to do something new.
The world passes by them
as they stand at the garden gate
and before they know it
starting over for them is too late.
Therefore, if you need to get out of a rut
before it is too late,
start looking for something new
to enhance your life with beauty,
which you have forgotten what it was like.
Starting over can make you a new person,
sometimes even better than before.

poem by David Harris
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Cyclops Rock

I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
Im sick like chuckie was sick, my defeated heart keeps beating on
I wont die, like chuckie wont die, but Im not here to socialize
Gotta find a new place to hang out, because Im tired of living in hell
Im a mess since you cut me out but chuckies arm keeps me company
Im a fright with my tombstone smile
All the children run away from me
Gotta find new friends to hang with because youre all afraid of me
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
It was sweet like lead paint is sweet but the after effects left me paralyzed
I just stare with my one glass eye hoping you wont be back again
Theres a whole new generation waiting to be wrecked by you
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind
I taught you how to cyclops rock
And then you go and turn around and break my heart
And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind

song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Pretty Girls

Here she comes just a-walk just just a-walkin down the street
Singin down do be do do wop a do do wop
Singin down do be do do wop a do do wop
See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
See them walkin with their pretty shoes on their feet
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
I took a walk round the market down town
Taking it easy just to see what I could find
I found the girls there, long legs and blond hair
All getting set to make a mess out of my mind
Hey! eyes left!
See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
See them walkin with their pretty shoes on their feet
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
I got my heart burnt, you know where I hurt
They say the miniskirt is coming back in style
I say its not fair but what do they care
When youve got power then you use it for a while
Hey! eyes right!
See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
See them walkin with their pretty shoes on their feet
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
God, if youre up there, listen to my prayer
In future man should have a different design
Give him a switch so he can turn off his libido now
Give him a tranquilizer built into his mind
Hey! eyes right!
See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
See them walkin with their pretty shoes on their feet
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Dont talk to me about womens liberation
They already got their right just where it hurts
Now here she comes just a-walk just a-walkin down the street
Singin down do be do do wop a do do wop
Singin down do be do do wop a do do wop
See the pretty pretty pretty girls in the street
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
See them walkin with their pretty shoes on their feet
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop
Down do be do do wop a do do wop a do do wop

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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I don't think you need a record deal to write songs. You don't need any other reason than you want to do it. It's a far cry from why some people do music today. They make it to order, which is pretty horrible.

quote by Andy Taylor
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A New Deal

A New Deal

The shouting and the tumult dies.
The people have declared their choice
they’ve chosen change: It’s no surprise.

The time has come long overdue
To break with past failed policies
try something different something new.

Both candidates have done their best
you must give credit where it’s due
But only one could pass the test

You’ve chosen your new president.
You did your bit let him do his
and hope that he proves competent.

To recognise what must be done
to rectify the errors of the past.
A daunting task for anyone.

Though he may lack experience
He’s flexible and he can learn.
You have expressed your confidence.

Remember he is just a man
Alone he can’t work miracles
but with your help perhaps he can

But he needs space and he needs time
to work out the priorities
and what reforms to put in place.

He has inherited a mess
which can’t be put right over night.
It has to be a slow process.

He’s not too proud to seek advice
he knows there’s much he does not know.
Just tinkering will not suffice

You have chosen by majority
to name him as your president
All that remains is wait and see.

If he’s the man the country needs
to show us there’s a better way
Just hope and pray that he succeeds.

He cannot do it on his own
and is entitled to expect
active support from everyone.

Who’s proud to be American
Restore us to our rightful place
amongst the family of man.

5-Nov-08

http// blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Indulge Me

My latest little mood
A darker shade of blue
Still I draw closer to you
My pretty little dress
Begins to look a mess
Infatuation come through
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Take heart Im telling you
My life has come too soon
But somewhere Ill find some time
In every other way
Youve told me what to say
These final words now are mine
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
You may have walked away
But were still as close
As when I gazed
Deep in your gentle eyes
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Enlighten me with you
Look at things the way you do
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe
Make the dream come true
Show me how to comfort you
Indulge me please
Ill take the breath you breathe

song performed by by Olive
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Did you ever give a shit?

Did you ever give a shit?


Did you ever care?
Did you ever give a shit.
You never gave it a second thought.

All you wanted was to hurt me.
You made me visit hell.
You told me not to tell.

Do you no how much I hate you.
You fucking vile piece of scum?
I absoultely dispise you.
I wish you dead.

Did you ever give a shit.
Did you care about what you did.
You raped me.
Then you turned and laughed.

I doubt you gave a shit.
I doubt you feel guilty.
And doubt you ebver will

Amy Kerswell

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Bucket Kicker

What rhymes with bucket?
'That depends.
Is the bucket empty?
And
Is there anyone kicking it? '

Let's say the bucket is full.
And it is being carried?
'In a Porshe?
Or a Mercedes? '

You know
Sometimes I wonder why,
I bother to ask you anything!

'Oh
So 'you're' the kicker?
That should be obvious.'

Why is it obvious now?
'Well,
If a bucket is struck by a kicker out of luck
And that bucket is not picked up,
That bucket struck aint worth
What's being dumped into it from an outhouse.'

What's an outhouse have to do with it?
'That's for you to figure out
That bucket I'm going to carry
Is going to be in the trunk of my limousine.'

Thank you.
But that doesn't rhyme with bucket

'My plucked duckets
In the trunk of a limo
Sitting filled to the brim
In my golden bucket
And your hands aint around
Or near enough to touch it
Uh, I don't know about you
But that sounds very poetic to me

And you can fuss and cuss,
While kicking your bucket all you want
Thank you for your inspiration.'

No problem.
I just know from now on
Not to ask you anything
'I'm cool with that
Bucket kicker.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give me Strength

Give me strength to recover from this heart break,
As I break down alone,
Revenge is only thought I have,
Revenge for all my heart breaks I went through,
Give me the strength to see and feel love again,
Give me time and love,
Give the things I don’t have,
Just give me back the things I have lost.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Addicts Illusion

Body Mutilation
every time that needle enters your vien
soul obliteration
every time you let your hungers take the reign
mind devistation
every time you let that smoke fill each lung
thought annihilation
every time you dropp that shit on your tongue
peer segrigation
every time you huff for fake happiness
emotion disintigration
every time you get drunk and wake up with your mind a mess
self damnation
every time you let their poison inside
eventual alienation
and you would care but that person has long since died.

poem by Spooky Mind
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