Cameo pt.1
She arrived in the diner with her posse behind her
And ordered her food like she was on a timer
Looking way finer, a major not minor
She was flashing her cash like ocean liners
From the way I describe her you’d call me a liar
If I say that she was more humble than friars
She was all about business that’s not the part twisted
Her shoes and her eyes were no rookies to mischief
Veteran misfit who knew she was gifted
To give a good laugh or to get her wrist lit
She ordered her food and paid what was due
But before her first bite she fed the whole crew
They sat off to my right just out of sight
But didn’t stay long, lunch was only a bite
They hustled and bustled with her leading in front
She lived every day like there’s nothing she could want
poem by P.R. Prosper
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Experience Is God
I asked, ‘What comes with birth? '
Born and see, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is said to be education? '
Study and see God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is knowledge? '
Know and see God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is kindness? '
Be kind and shower, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is love? '
Share with others, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What pleasure do you get from wife? '
Marry and experience, God ordered!
I asked, ‘Who is child to you? '
Get a child for you, God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is old age? '
Become old and observe God ordered!
I asked, ‘What is poverty? '
Toil and see God ordered!
I asked, ‘What happens after death? '
Die and see God ordered!
If anyone wants to know what is life,
And he has to experience and know,
Then why are you, GOD?
GOD said, ‘O' poor man,
The experience itself is ME!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries,
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please,
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Food is god
Food is god
for poor people...!
God is not
Only food...
Rich home
Dog is eat
Nice food...
That food is god...?
yes that also
A god...
Good food is
God...
What is good food...?
Given good health
Always good food...
So...
Non veg
Or veg...
Every good food
Is god...
Simply sit
Silentely eat food
With out hot
And cool drinks...
Food is not only
Poor's god...
With each and
Every one also
food is god...
Give respect and
Take food...
Happley too try too
Thank for god...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Going in the Sea
Going to the sea is like swimming in the ocean adrift,
Sensing a movement through breathing and swathing,
Bridging the hurt and basically dancing and winning
Each swim, each binary motion, or what I call it.
This unique redress shines from up above,
My rehearsal carried itself to this world
When beginnings were major, far too major.
The swimming act is special as pies for a cook
And a chef. So chefs do bite water in the form of action.
I think food is in the planet late. Too much drink
In the meantime.
We are ocean, trouble and blood which thinks
Like a swimmer in mud, in the entire sea at night.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I Will Not Stand Down
I will not stand down when my fellow man is in distress
I will not stand down when my fellow man I could bless
I will not stand down when my fellow man's life I could save
I will not stand down when I'm needed and not that brave
Their lives might have been saved, when ordered to stand down
They were attacked and shown no mercy; help was ordered to stand down
They asked many times and again but their back up was ordered to stand down
There were hero's that fought to the end, they didn't follow orders, and they didn't stand down
We lost hero's that night, and all because someone ordered Stand Down
I love America but so ashamed, someone at the top ordered that night Stand Down
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Nibble
Nibble...
The food and eat...
Nibble..
Food...
Little and little...
For your mouth...
Eat...slow...
Nibble...
Nib ble is
Not tasty bite...
A healthy bite...
For the stomach
With your body...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Syrup Sponge
Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!
Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;
Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?
Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -
Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!
And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Some food
Some food is
Medicine...
Medicine is some food...
Some food is poison...
Some food is Tenson...
Some food is Fear...
Some food is lovely...
Some food is Bland...
Some food is sweety...
Some food is spicy...
Some food is nothing...
Food is not only food
A good eatable medicine...
At only some food...
Some food...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Hard To Swallow
We eat to live
We eat to grow
We eat to endulge ourselves,
In the greatness of food
We eat to provide comfort
We eat to be accepted
We eat as it is part,
Of our lives
Food comes in all different forms,
Shapes and sizes
It can be a bean as small as a nail
Or a christmas turkey the size of a horse
Food is a necessity
Food is a way of life
Food is enjoyed
Food is loved
But for some,
Food is despised
Eating brings pain
Eating brings weight
Eating brings illness
Eating brings hate
Eating means endless pain
A pain that wont stop,
Until the food inside,
Is forced out
Eating means weight gain and hurt
So,
It's best not to eat at all
The aching pain of hunger drifts away,
With several ibuprofein.
The battle with food is a constant struggle
To overcome the eating disorder
To take one bite,
And Swallow!
poem by Chris jones
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Bite My Lip
I got a nine to five it seems like it never ends
I got a touchy boss that wants me in his hands, yeah
And no is a word that he doesn't understand
He says baby can you work with me tonight
I know he knows that I can use the overtime, yeah
But I can tell he's gonna hand me another line
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
Yeah I run straight home I got a hot date tonight, yeah
I got a chilled champage for dinner by candle light
He's gonna be here soon and everything will be alright
I get a call, Guess who's on the other line
I can't make it tonight, Can we do it another time yeah
Oh the nerve, I'd like to give him a piece of my mind
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
song performed by by Shania Twain
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Bite dog
Street dog
Bite another dogs...
Bite
men and women...
Bite cat...
Bite...
Bite...
The dog bite all
At night time
One car was dash
The dog
Dog was dead...
Dog dead body on
The street...
Nobody watch him...
Bite dog is
Politkal dog...
Or monky dog...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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1%
All the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people! I don't know?
They wont leave you alone
You gotta be just - be just like them
Biggest gang I know they call the government
Gang is a weapon
That you trade your mind in for
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
Trouble comes down
Like a foot steppin heavy
Shake your fist
At the bitch
Or wave your money
You gotta be right
You gotta be right
Don't be no
Supper for a big fish
With the big lip
And the over -
Bite - bite
You gotta bite
Bite - bite - bite - dabita
Bite - bite - badadabita
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Sll the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people I don't know?
They wont leave you alone!
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
song performed by by Jane's Addiction from Jane's Addiction
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Dog Love
I love
My dog
Very much...
My dog
Also love me...
How much i don't no..? !
One day
After noon
I feel very hungry
So,
I eat the food
My dog
Kindly
Come and
See my eating;
Sudeenley the dog
Bite my ear...? !
My hungry was
Gone...
Angry was
Come with me!
My dog silintely
Sit on the floor...!
Watch me lovingely
This is bite or love? !
I don't no
But;
It is also
Dog love...!
Bite injury and
Bleeding will
Bee free...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Grey
The diner nibbles biscuit
because a stealthy misfit
has finished off the brisket and the pie.
His methods are erratic
and crumbs bedaub his jacket
unheeded by his static glassy eyes.
Upon his thin long fingers
a whiff of Cheddar lingers.
The end of a malingerer is nigh.
His ears are pricked for whispers.
A presage stills his whiskers
before tight sprung ballistic metal flies.
The silence is emphatic.
The stillness is dramatic
to underscore a tragic mouse demise.
Quick nails tip tap the china.
He grinds his biscuit finer.
Behind his specs, the diner's eyes are dry.
poem by Diane Hine
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Pulling Life On The Mercy Of Others
The smoky restaurant on the roadside
Was waiting for its first customer
Ready with local South Indian menu
The owner was turning impatient
Pulling out and pushing in
His cash box
Hotel waiters standing close
To their areas of service
I was watching all of them
Positioning myself outside the premises
I was too keen to see their first customer
This hotel serves you the best
Among all the such outlets
In this part of the city
It may be business strategy, I do not know
The quality of the food initially served
Turns less acceptable to me as time passes
That is why, I come very early in the morning
So that I get the good stuff
I took off my eyes from the staff
And looked left and right on the road
For a prospective first eater
No one has to come yet
My hunger kept growing
And mouth started watering
As I lost in my plight
I saw a customer to my delight
Stepping up the restaurant and to my pleasure
He took a seat and he ordered too for a regular menu
I know I have to give time for him to eat
And then only my time to eat comes
I do not require keeping a look at him
I go by an audio signal which marks his finishing eating
I started watching the vehicles crossing fast in front of me
The people who go for a morning walk
The vegetable vendors and the milkmen
A paper boy almost rode his bicycle on me
I was smart in negotiating his rashness by jumping to safety
I heard the sound I was waiting for
The fall of the banana leaf with a thud into the dust bin
This leaf served as an eating plate for the first comer
My job now is to jump into the bin
And to eat the left over on the leaf
Some small slices of food items
And the left over spicy side dishes are enough
To take care of my hunger
At times it happens that I stay for more leaves to fall
One good thing is that this shop is newly opened
I do not face competition from other friends of my tribe
Though I bear the look of a Pomeranian
I am only a street dog pulling life on the mercy of others
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Imagining The Protest Of The Snake That They Killed Yesterday...
if only the snake had a good tongue
and fairly a good speech training,
the one that they killed yesterday
for having invaded the fence of their
territory
snakes are not allowed to roam here
and catch for mice
or frogs,
it could have said, ' i have nowhere to stay,
and i have no food out there'
the bamboo groves had been uprooted by you
our holes are covered with cement
the bushes are burned
the caves have been turned as tourist attractions
we are snakes
we too have rights
for food and shelter
and i did not come to bite your children
i only come
to ask for home
and there is none for me anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not All Pigs Oink
He sat in front of the TV
while eating a large plain pizza
washing each bite down with iced tea.
The sight made me laugh… Ha-ha!
reddish oil dripping onto
his already grimy t-shirt.
What a slob! (If he only knew)
To call him that would only hurt
his feelings. I couldn’t say that
to him as much as I’d like to
so I struggled through the chit chat
when he asked, what’s so funny, dude?
Funny? Umm! Oh Nothing, I lied
Please! Don’t mind me. Finish your pie.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Luetin
Album: A Hundred Days Off (2002)
I will give you very good time
i will give you very good time
if you come back to me
i will give you white plastic chip
make you make you make you make it make me
cool in my tomb
i will give you everything
account invention
vision vision vision vision
i will transform her feel it
feel the fiber
transformer
one day
[repeat]
it's your name day
two of the men i know
had a name day
they were cold coffee
selling names for boys
selling names for girls
get your own ends
get your own ends
the sex and everything
the sex and everything
get your own ends
get your own ends
you can live after the first course of one
the cats go mad when you call
the smell of dogs when you call
is it the black one, or the red one
[x2]
[repeat]
the guy sits in his smoky smoky hole all day
i think he is spicy
i think he smoked his lungs
x2
he just bite a little bite
he just bite a little bite
you want some more wet chicken
it tastes the same
[repeat]
all day...
[repeat]
song performed by by Underworld
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The Full Bug
Mmmm,da yeah!
Mmmm,im tell you now
You corner my dog, it dont let you past,
Got a bad lil woman, gon bite yo ass
Yeah,
Wont let you past
Ah yeah!
Wah!
Ah precious sweetheart,
Woman all you want is good as it can get,oh yeah!
An inspiration,
Girl youre sensational and this gets better yet, ah yeah!
( ah ) well all your dreams of riches, are based on magazines,
( ah ) no this aint television,but its more than it seems
( ah ) 'take those,'need and 'give all,this much you understand
All I wanna give you woman ( oh )
Is the best part of a man,yeah
Lemme show you,
Babe to make the best of what you havent had, ah yeah!
Just remember when you follow through,when the over isnt planned ah yeah!
( ah ) looks just like an angel,but hes just talking trash
( ah ) hell make conversation,but shes listening to your cash
( ah ) 'take those,'need and 'give all,this much you understand
All I wanna give you woman ( oh )
Is the best part of a man,yeah
Oh,mmm,uh,mm,mm
Love that woman,heart and soul
In the grooves,on the go,
You know
Ah yeah!
Yeah you corner my dog,it dont let you past,
Got a bad lil woman, gon bite yo ass
For sure ah
( ah ) looks just like an angel,but hes just talking trash
( ah ) hell make conversation,but shes listening to your cash
( ah ) 'take those,'need and 'give all,this much you understand
All I wanna give you woman ( oh )
Is the best part of a man,yeah
Best part of a man wow!
song performed by by Van Halen
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