~ Scoop And Skip Why Then? ~
~ SCOOP AND SKIP WHY THEN? ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
May 31,2010
Scoop and skip why?
Liquid soul wantin’ lib
Cordonlessly unzip
Why not dip n’ sip?
Lick and lap
Splurge in swanky sap
I’m no booby trap
A scooty showbiz swap
Nuzzle and nipnap.
Play my in-built harp
In Yo-ho-ho Soprano G-Sharp
Hold your hottie honey zap
In melodymedley enwrap.
Galore gaga gala
Effuse wallow in hula-hula.
Scoop and skip why then?
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Zap ~ Something that imparts excitement or great interest.
Yo-ho-ho ~ Gain someone's attention
Hula-hula ~ Polynesian rain dance performed by a woman.
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Hula Hands
Lovely hula hands, graceful as a bird in motion
Riding like the doves over the ocean, lovely hula hands
Kah Li ma na ni'ae
Lovely hula hands, telling of the rain in the valleys
And the swirling winds over Na' Pali, lovely hula hands
Kah Li ma na ni'ae
I can feel the soft caresses of your hula hands, your lovely hula hands
Every little move expresses, so I'll understand all the tender meanings
Of your hula hands, fingertips that say Aloha
Say to me again I love you, lovely hula hands
Kah Li ma na ni'ae
I can feel the soft caresses of your hula hands, your lovely hula hands
Every litte move expresses, so I'll understand all the tender meanings
Of your hula hands, fingertips that say Aloha
Say to me again I love you, lovely hula hands
Kah Li ma na ni'ae
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Rock-a-hula Baby
(words & music by fred wise - ben weisman - dolores fuller)
The way she moves her hips to her fingertips
I feel Im heaven bound
And when she starts to sway, Ive gotta say
She really move the grass around
Rock-a-hula baby
Rock-a-hula baby
Got a hula lulu from honolulu
That rock-a-hula baby of mine
Although I love to kiss my little hula miss
I never get the chance
I wanna hold her tight all through the night
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I bet that she could teach the palms along the beach
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Sweet Music
Hear the choir
On the wind.
Soothe you
Like a rolling cloud.
Background,
To the migrant crowd
On the wing.
Sweet music
Echoes in everything.
Sunlight dancing
On blue bay.
Hula hula
Palm trees sway.
Garlands
Of a tuneful sky.
Spill their scented notes
On high.
Dripping into
Orchestras of the ocean.
Sweet music tango
In marine motion.
Muted trumpets
Greet the gladdened morn.
Golden ballet
Of sunflowers born.
Like Heaven's harp
Of gossamer string.
Sweet music
Echoes in everything.
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uniformed Expression.
I mute the remote and watch the program in TV,
For the reasons known to them, you and me,
The hula-hula dancers from Hawaii shake the hips with wild wink,
The hip dancers from Middle East cover not their breasts,
The movements are swift and beautiful as the dancers,
from all around the globe. When the eyes are rotated,
from left to right to show the love, anger and fear,
the facial muscles are pulled, puffed and twisted,
to show the surprise, disgust and contempt,
the necks are moved in the same way as the other,
from Europe and Africa with their unique dance steps,
How is it possible that human have picked up,
The same method to express the emotions,
Even a silent movie tells us a story, visually.
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In My Birthday Suit
I want to sleep with a peace slept...
Kept in the Land of Oz.
And if I choose to step on yellow bricks,
As rainbows glisten in blue skies...
My shoes will gleam as if spit shinned.
I want to sleep with a peace slept...
That is kept in the Land of Oz.
And snack on Cheddar Cheese,
As I drink a glass of homemade peppermint...
And sweetened iced tea.
And...
If I should travel to Milwaukee,
There I'd do a hula.
Assisted by musicians imported from Hawaii.
And not give a hoot...
To do the hula in my birthday suit!
And that's...
How free I be!
'Ahs free! '
~This is pointless.~
'I said I was FREE!
Not HORNY! '
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~ Scoop Slowly Be Not Edgy Nervy ~
~ Scoop Slowly Be Not Edgy Nervy ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 22,2010
Sion is full of zippy
Missy ~ Milky
Cioccolato ~ Finery
Yummy ~Yummy
Smoothie ~ Smoothie
Bubbly ~ Teeny ~ Bonnie.
With zilch zero topsy turvy
Bask bloomy blushy sonsie curvy.
Missy ~ Milky.
It’s your Nivy ~ Nivy.
Muse mull as flossy.
Scoop slowly be ne’er edgy nervy.
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Glossary: With humility some glossary given for what I tried to express.
[1] Sion ~ Imaginary place considered to be perfect or ideal
[2] Zippy ~ Marked by lively action
[3] Cioccolato [Italian] ~ Chocolate
[4] Zilch ~ Quantity of no importance
[5] Topsy turvy ~ Into state of utter confusion
[6] Sonsie ~ With pleasing curves [of a woman's body]
[7] Nivy ~ Name of a damsel
[8] Flossy ~ Soft as down
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Im The Man
Pretty soon now
Yknow Im gonna make a comeback
And like the birds and the bees in the trees
Its a sure-fire smash
Ill speak
To the masses throughout the media
And if you got anything to say to me
You can say it with cash
cause I got the trash and you got the cash
So baby we should get along fine
So give me all your money cause I know you think Im funny
Cant you hear me laughing
Cant you see me smile
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the hula-hoop
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the yo-yo
Kung fu
That was one of my good ones
Well whats a few broken bones
When we all know its good clean fun
Skateboards
Ive almost made them respectable
You see I cant always get through to you
So I go for your son
I had a giant rubber shark and it really made a mark
Didja looka looka lookit alla blood
Give me all your money cause I know you think Im funny
Cant you hear me laughing
Cant you see me smile
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the hula-hoop
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the yo-yo
Right now
I think Im gonna plan a new trend
Because the line on the graphs getting low
And we cant have that
And you think youre immune
But I can sell you anything
Anything from a thin safety pin
To a pork pie hat
cause I got the trash and you got the cash
So baby we should get along fine
So give me all your money cause I know you think Im funny
Cant you hear me laughing
Cant you see me smile
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the hula-hoop
Im the man
Im the man that gave you the yo-yo
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Slow
Knew you'd be here tonight
So I put my best dress on
Boy I was so right
Our eyes connected
Now nothing's how it used to be
No second guesses
Track in on this feeling
Pull focus close up you and me
Nobody's leaving
Got me affected
Spun me 180 degrees
It's so electric
Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Don't wanna rush it
Let the rhythm pull you in
It's here so touch it
You know what I'm saying
And I haven't said a thing
Keep the record playing
Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Read my body language
Take it down, down
Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Skip a beat and move with my body
Skip a beat and move with my body
Slow
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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I Had To Skip School
I had to skip school because I got sick
If I walk out the house I'll get hit by a brick
I had to skip school because I'm afraid
That on my way I'll get run over by a big parade
I had to skip school i had a funelreal to attend
I had to find school uniform that was the new trend
I had to skip school because I wokeup late
I broke my thumb learning how to skate
I had to skip school because I felt blue
My brother stuck my hands with supper glue
I had to skip scool because scool is boring
I wonder what excuses I'll have tomorrow morning
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Skip Your Trip
Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.
It's okay to make mistakes.
People have done that everyday.
But it's not okay...
Just to turn and walk away.
It's okay to make mistakes.
People have done that everyday.
But it's not okay...
To believe your way is 'the' way.
Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.
No one has to disrespect,
An opinion that they don't accept.
Because it's something they wish not to hear.
No one has to get upset.
To later find they have regrets.
When all they had to do is comprehend.
And everybody says that this is wished.
But patience slips from them real quick.
And brooding attitudes are left to share.
Everywhere the frowns are there.
Skip your trip.
And admit to it.
Just seal your lips.
And listen a bit.
Skip your trip...
And listen to what's been said.
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And use your head instead!
Oh...
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And listen up a bit!
Skip your trip.
And use your head instead!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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~ In Euphonic Yo-Yo ~
~ In Euphonic Yo-Yo ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
21 September 2010
Sorrows are hollow
Why mop n’ swallow
Why yell ouch ow?
Erase n’ eschew
Muffle fuddle foe woe
Low n’ lull all low
Sow n’ souse marrow.
In Euphonic Yo-Yo
Explore inner éclat El Dorado
Immix in melody mellow
Gleam n’ glow n’ wallow
In bedecked minstrel Yoo Hoo
Dance douse with Divine Billow.
Zoom n’ yep n’ uh-huh with ~
Ooh Yo!
Wreath Wow! !
Ye Jane Joe! ! !
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Glossary with humility I’m giving what I tried to express.:
[1] Marrow ~ Most vital part of some idea..
[2] Wallow [Verb] ~ Be ecstatic with joy.
[3] Yoo Hoo ~ Gain someone's attention.
[4] Ooh [Verb] ~ Express admiration and pleasure.
[5] Yo ~. An informal address to one whose name is not known to another [Hi, Hey]
~~~
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Yes, I backed the hula hoop. And I had a lot of other people come to me with ideas that turned out well.
quote by Art Linkletter
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Holiday In Waikiki
I won a competition in a little column in my local paper.
So I packed my bags and flew across the sea all on my local paper.
I sailed to hawaii in the u.s.a.
Im just an english boy who won a holiday in waikiki.
I didnt realize it was commercialized when I unpacked my cases,
Because a genuine hawaii ukulele cost me 30 guineas,
And even when Im swimming I have to pay.
Im just an english boy who won a holiday in waikiki.
Oh yeah, yeah.
Across the coral sands I saw a hula hula dancer, looking pretty.
I asked her where she came from and she said to me,
I come from new york city,
And my mother is italian,
And my dads a greek.
Im just an english boy who won a holiday in waikiki.
Its a hooka hooka on the shiny briny on a wake a hola[? ],
And in a little shack they had a little sign that said coca cola,
And even all the grass skirts were pvc.
Im just an english boy who won a holiday in waikiki.
Oh yeah, yeah.
In waikiki
In waikiki
song performed by by Kinks
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Skip Away
I was walking, talking today
And a little girl came skipping my way
Reciting some silly nonsense song
Wasn't long before she was gone
' skip a rope '
A good friend in the middle of the night
rang up involved in her plight
On her behalf could I say a few words
Why of course and now they are heard
' skip a rope '
Then when the Sun comes out to play
We all perk up and listen to her say
Then we all smile from deeply inside
And from within the Sunshine can't hide
' skip a rope '
And with sadness you have to go
Across the ocean so far it's so
But when you land you extend your hand
from there to here and back again
' skip a rope '
poem by Midnights Voice
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~ Jaunt In Vibe Viagra ~
~ JAUNT IN VIBE VIAGRA ~
MS. NIVEDITA
UK
8 March 8,2010
Damsel to Beau:
Perpetually I come
Go back, …Poetically
I come…Go back
Want to be not
Anymore but.
Elude every eye
Kibosh all blush
Loom n’ bloom
Why not in you?
Jaunt in your vibe Viagra
Raft with you in Niagara.
With noetic nosegay … I say
You’ll endear …You’ll share
You’ll hear…I’m here
I’m there…I’m everywhere.
My inveigle integrality
Dewed espying gaga zippy
Lovesoaked … Assignation
Conjoin in the fiesta O’ Dear.
No poseur I’m
But En esse éclat
Your fille gala gitana!
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[Emotional Commemoration of World Woman’s Centenary Day....my humble posy bouquet to about half of the population of this planet of which about 60 % are within 30 years of age group.~ niv]
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Scoop
You have been duped.
Hoodwinked, smokedscreened...
Like a substitute expected for caffeine.
Or a diet that's sugar free!
But your hips are spreading so wide?
And anxiety has you licking the rim of your cup!
It's like believing one week's worth of exercise,
Will make you look either like Will Smith...
Or Brad Pitt.
Maybe Angelina Jolie...
With those fine kissable lips!
Hey...
What about Halle Berry?
Or...
Both!
Or all!
And you run into Janet Jackson,
With Diddy doing backflips!
Here's the scoop...
You have been duped.
Your way of life you are demanding be returned...
'Right this moment, or else! ? '
Has about as much affect,
As my desire to see gorillas doing the hula.
Or someone in Washington, D.C.
Actually representing you and your wellbeing!
Or...mine!
Excuse me...
I'm trying to hold myself!
To keep from shaking.
I don't want you to interpret by hysterical laughter,
As a sign of disrespect!
But I will share this with you!
If you close your eyes...
And click your heels three times,
Not only will you get home...
With one stop made to Kansas,
To say hello to Auntie Em.
You will arrive to find Santa there,
Nestled.
Curled up under your Christmas Tree.
With cookies he baked just for you!
And that is about as close to reality,
As you have been allowed to get...
These past 16 years!
'Kinda' waaaaay out of touch.
And hopefully,
The detoxing that comes this November...
Will not be too traumatic!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Hop, Skip and a Jump
A hop, skip and a jump
From where it is we're going,
A hop, skip and a jump
From ever really knowing.
Such a short distance and yet so vast
And in all the unknowing the die's been cast.
Best we not see what the future brings.
Best just to concentrate on how the nightingale sings.
For the hop, the skip and the jump
Is the uncertainty we all must face.
For linear time that's present on earth
Has been limited since our birth.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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~ Al Fresco Imagery ~
~ Al Fresco Imagery ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 18,2010
Get lost in
Soul sanctuary
Feel in-built finery
Immerse immix with
Al fresco imagery
Dwindle dope all drudgery.
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Glossary: With humility glossary given for what I tried to express.
Al fresco [Italian] ~ In the open air
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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~ Store In Soul Slot ~
KEEP IN SOUL SLOT
Ms. Nivedita
UK
December 14th 2009.
Tip top
Rose pot
Love dot
Romance spot.
Break all block
In heart lock.
I’m caught
Coalesce n’ clot
Take snap shot
Lo get you got.
As an ought
Swap all allot
Store in soul slot
Love you lot
I’m hot shot
Forget me not.
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Heartbeats Skip, Love-Struck Daughers Wait
Heartbeats skip, love-struck daughters wait,
For their infatuations to arrive.
Heartbeats skip, love-struck daughters wait,
The atmosphere oozing a vivacious vibe.
Heartbeat skip, love-stuck daughters wait,
Lights dim, daughters gather like a tribe.
Heartbeats skip, love-struck daughters wait,
The music starts, the feeling hard to describe.
Heartbeats skip, love stuck daughters wait.
With pulsating sounds, the night becomes alive!
poem by Francesca Marie
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