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Hollow

A sea shell that can’t be found by the sea shore
You’re, about as deep as a paper door
With as much substance as an empty store
Like that guy they named a movie for
Or, piggy banks and chocolate rabbits
Not like monks, nuns, and habits
Your soul is void like winter jackets
In June, you’re as see-thru as tennis rackets

poem by P.R. Prosper
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Chocolate Milk, Chocolate Syrup, Chocolate Cup

chocolate milk, chocolate syrup, chocolate cup
when im putting in chocolate syrup i put too much
i wish i had a chocolate pup in a chocolate cup
in a chocolate world!

but that would be alot to eat
for just one little girl!

if chocolate was a talent
Id be the chocolate master!
chocolate storms and tornadoes are natural chocolate disasters!

there would be chocolate houses and chocolate apartments and chocolate hotels for rent!
People eating chocolate all day without paying a single cent!
All their money would be in chocolate banks w chocolate robbers
Chocolate dinners like chocolate spaghetti and chocolate covered lobsters!

Chocolate chocolate chocolate BOOO!
(and no vanilla)
Drew

poem by Drew Bailey Golden
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On The Banks of The Shore

have i wandered too far this time
to feel the presence of Your hand
i cant say that i've been blind
building castles in the sand

seems kinda funny for me to say
words i've said before
feeling's too heavy for me to pray
on the banks of the shore

on the banks of the shore
at the foot of the cross
my heart's aching and sore
and my soul's feeling lost...

could You spare an angel or two
put a rainbow in the sky
just to let me know that You
care if i live or die

maybe i'll get it right this time
find the key to the door
just need some peace of mind
on the banks of the shore

on the banks of the shore
at the foot of the cross
my heart's aching and sore
and my soul's feeling lost

on the banks of the shore
at the foot of the cross
my heart's aching and sore
and my soul's feeling lost....

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Little Piggy

A little way back
where the end meets the road
Turn your back
& I might reload
A bullet in your head
& one for your brain
Be another one face down in the rain
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil what's comin' for you
The moon won't sink
& the sun won't shine
I season my blood
with turpentine
Everything is true
when you know what's real
A (sick?) black dog
gettin' drunk on the wheel
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil & I'm comin' for you
I crawl on the ground
& I start to bleed
I'm the one you dream about
when you sleep
(Eyes of death?)
& bone in blood
Your lungs are freakin' out
when you're drownin' in the mud
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil what's comin' for you

song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Today I accidentally stepped on a snail on the sidewalk in front of our house. And I thought, I too am like that snail. I build a defensive wall around myself, a 'shell' if you will. But my shell isn't made out of a hard, protective substance. Mine is made out of tinfoil and paper bags.

Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Miss Piggy regrets..

Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
That tastelessly named flu’s got her
(She forgot to wash her front trotter…) so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..

Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
It’s a swine of a stroke of bad luck:
Her eyelashes, she sneezed them unstuck… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today…

Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
She’s all pink from her snout to her face;
Her mascara’s all over the place… so
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today..

Why not try the lamb today, madam…?

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Piggies

Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt
And for all those little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in.
Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
And they always have clean shirts to play around in.
And in their styes with all their backing
They dont care what goes on around
And in their eyes theres something lacking
What they needs a damm good whacking.
Yeah, everywhere theres lots of piggies
Playing piggy pranks
And you can see them on their trotters
Down at the piggy banks
Paying piggy thanks
To thee pig brother
- everybody: -
Everywhere theres lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon.
One more time!

song performed by by George Harrison
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Chocolate Is A Food Group

I love chocolate.
So should you.
Milk chocolate,
Dark chocolate.
It's good for you, too.

Chocolate cake,
Chocolate candy,
Chocolate pie.
Take away my chocolate
And I might die.

White chocolate,
Hot chocolate,
Even chocolate soup...
Any chocolate lover knows
Chocolate is a food group.

poem by Rich Reitz
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There was an Old Person whose habits,
Induced him to feed upon rabbits;
When he'd eaten eighteen,
He turned perfectly green,
Upon which he relinquished those habits.

quote by by Edward Lear
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My Favorite blanket

When I was very little
I had a favorite blanket
I named her (For to me that
fluffy piece of fabric with
threads hanging off it,
was a girl) Yes I named her
Boobie
Now boobie was 'brown'
with small flecks of 'fawn'
she Hung by my side from dusk
until dawn.
One day as I sat in my 'beige' child's seat
with a 'chocolate' ice cream I was trying to eat
it melted and covered me from head to my feet
my boobie and I were stuck to the seat
Chocolate everywhere
Everything turned 'brown' including the 'beige'
little chair I now found.
Mummy would be so angry I knew
so I decided on what I must do
I gathered the mess
took it into the bath
filled up the tub
and then for a laugh
chucked in the chair with me and my clothes
funny thing happened the water just rose
over it flowed onto the floor
a sticky 'chocolate brown' water ran out the door

I remember Mummy did not think it fun
when she saw the mess and what I had done
She sent me to think about things in my room
with my soggy 'brown' blanket
to help ease my gloom

poem by Janice M Pickett
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Soul Deep

(thompson)
Well darlin I dont know much
But I know I learned so much
My life depends on your touch
For my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep
Id put myself to death for ya
Just to show I adore ya
Nothin I wouldnt do for ya
Cause my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river
All I ever really want to be
Depends on your love for me
Baby believe me
If you should leave me
Id be nothing but an empty shell
And you know darn well I can tell though
And all I ever really want to be
Depends on your love for me
Baby believe me
If you should leave me
Id be nothing but an empty shell
You know darn well I can tell though
Well I dont know much
But I know I learned so much
My live depends on your touch
For my love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Its too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep
My love is a river running soul deep
Way down inside me its soul deep
Its too big to hide and it cant be denied
My love is a river running soul deep

song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Lava

Hot lava comes down big monkey goes floatin
On a boiler coming down like rain (oh yeah)
Hot lava cools down [big babble lectric cap(? )]
Going [loco(? )] with the boiling ?
[got lava I mean always take(? )] ready to serve
With the hand.... .... you lost and you found
[got light it goes inside some boulder ....(? )]
He wants nothing but the [tip(? )] on your crown piggy! pi-ggy!
Hot lava, lava
piggy!
[big kick a mule piston banged up and lets boil er(? )]
[like patty and the people in mind(? )]
Big boiler make hot gray matter not ....
Like the [dragon poppin two inside(? )]
piggy! pi-ggy!
Hot lava, lava
piggy! pi-ggy!
Hot lava
Hot lava

song performed by by Ministry
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I Love Chocolate

I love chocolate, oh yes I do.
Eating chocolate is a must too.
I love chocolate, how about you?
They say dark chocolate is now good for you too.
I would eat chocolate while watching Mr. Magoo.
I would eat chocolate instead of dodo.
I like a good chocolate candy bar.
I would even eat chocolate from a jar.
I want to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating too much chocolate may be wrong.
They need to write about chocolate in a song.
Some people eat chocolate just to belong.
I would even eat chocolate in my Froot Loops
I would even eat chocolate with a big group.

poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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You Think I Ain`t Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire

Dead bull with the life from the low
I'll be massive conquistador
Give me soul and show me the door
Metal heavy, soft at the core
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Pressurize, neutralize
Deep fried, gimme some more
Space flunky, four on the floor
Fortified with the liqour store
This one's down, gimme some more
Gimme toro, gimme some more
Shrunken head I love to adore
B-movie, gimme some gore
Gimme toro, gimme some more
B-movie, gimme some gore
Gimme toro, gimme some more

song performed by by Queens Of The Stone Age
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Paper Door

I step through the open door
upon a blank sheet of paper.
It's a room to dream into
but, it is often cold, and so damn empty.

It's cleansed and illuminated
by the presence of a holy melancholy.
Hasten the words come, and
take the loneliness away.

The pen is a train
passing through this small paper-room.
The thoughts are tracks
it lays down.

Picking up passengers of the night
it moves ever along.
The riders so briefly talk and sing
with such sweet stories to tell.

Soon all the traveller's will have left the station
and the room again, becomes Void.
I take my leave...
and softly close the door behind me.

- so many see the facts of life all about them,
yet are blind to the beautiful metaphors within everything -

poem by Smoky Hoss
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It’s all about the Chocolate!

When certain holidays come around
I have often noticed it is true
It’s all about the chocolate
It is for me, now, how about you?

First on the holiday list is, of course
Valentine’s Day at the top of the year
Boxes of chocolate candies
Or chocolate roses sweet and clear

Easter is right around the corner then
Chocolate eggs and bunnies so sweet
Fancy paper wrapped around chocolate
Is such a wonderful treat

Of course, at Christmas there are Santa’s
In every shape and size
Finding them in the Christmas stocking
Is always a wonderful surprise

There is chocolate on a stick as well
They are so creamy and so yummy
Chocolate fountains with special treats
Are just perfect for my tummy

It really doesn’t matter at all, however
You can just be sad or stuck in a rut
Go visit the candy counters ‘cause
It is all about the chocolate!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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Ban The Void

Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.

Grandma stopped baking cakes.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Brought me my first heartbreak.
Tch.
Ban the void.
I told her I couldn't take it.
She 'had' to bake another cake for me!
Tch.
Ban the void.

She said she was going on strike!
Tch.
Ban the void.
And even though I didn't like it!
Tch.
Ban the void.
She's not gonna cook in the kitchen,
She's itching to do something else to please!
Tch
Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.

She brought herself a brand new car.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
And drove to wherever she wanted.
Tch.
Ban the void.
She said she had her own special needs.
And will come and go whenever that need pleases!
Tch.
Ban the void.

I got so annoyed...
And I tried to stop that void deep down in me!
Oh...
Ban the void!

I couldn't go to sleep!
I dreamt of grandma's baking,
And it teased me!

I even cried my eyes.
But grandma's sweet potato pie kept creepin'.
Oh...
Ban the void!
Ban the void!
Oh...
Ban the void.

Grandma loved her brand new car.
And never got one ticket,
For her speedin'!

Ban the void.
Tch.
Ban the void.
Tch, tch.
Ban the void.
Oh...

Dedicated To:
In loving memory...
Clara Louise Countryman Pertillar

'Miss you, grandma! '

Love,
Larry

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Candle For The Dark

We rode the train,
From paris to the cold atlantic shore.
The winter rain
Kept us in each others arms until the dawn,
Do you remember?
Faster than the sun,
Flying higher than everyone.
Like a dream too good to last,
I wont regret the past.
Here with me,
Deep down in my soul now and forever.
A candle for the dark, I need you
Here with me,
A story with an unexpected end.
The morning plane,
Through empty doors a mountain in the sky.
Golden chain, the autumn treetops cast
Another light.
Do you remember?
We have no common ground,
Treasure lost will not be found.
We can blame our wild at heart,
From now until the start.
Here with me,
Deep down in my soul now and forever,
A candle for the dark I need you,
Here with me,
A story with an unexpected end.
Remember feelings I have known,
And chasing dreams Ive never done,
Were losing let us walk away,
Hold me in your arms before you go.
Repeat chorus...
Everywhere I go youre here with me.

song performed by by Chicago
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Always Read Between The Lines...

pause between
some lines and read
the void

pause some more
and breathe
let the void simmer
let every empty space
sink deeper

find something of weight
and substance
like a word that you wish to expand
and live there for a while
sow the seed
and let it spread like a vine

that is how a good idea
is born
and then see the morning sun
bringing you
some strands of light

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rabbit

Rabbits, rabbits everywhere
Bigger than a rat
Smaller than a hare
Jump, hop in the grass
Eating carrots
Hoping fast

Rabbits, rabbits fluffy fur
Hunting season
They hustle and stir
Pointy ears, bushy tails
Wet nose
Hind legs down the trail

Rabbits, rabbits into holes
Time for bed
Bless their souls
Now all tucked in and put to sleep
No noise in the hole
Not even a peep

poem by TaBresha Bozeman
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Nasty Habits

Heres something to think about
Where would we be without nasty habits, nasty habits
Makes me want to scream and shout
Life would be so dull without nasty habits, nasty habits
All those naughty little things that we dont discuss publicly
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets, tell me your name, tell me your secrets
Does it please you to employ little girls or little boys
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Do you like to romp and play by yourself when theyre away
Nasty affair what do I care
Do you peek at magazines filled with doggies and leather queens
Nasty habits, nasty habits
Tell me your secrets that no one should hear
Whisper them softly into my ear I wont tell, I wont tell
People act so proper when theyre going bout their business
Cup of coffee, lfriendly conversation
til they get home,
til they get home
Turn the phone off, lock the door and shut the curtains
Make sure that the neighbors are without suspicion
No one will know
No one will know
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay
(repeat chorus)
Nasty habits I must condone
No one knows what I do when Im all alone
Nasty habits Im so ashamed
But we must not let that stop our little game
Nasty habits are so much fun
Nasty habits here to stay now theyll never go away
Try and stop youll have to pay
Nasty habits are here to stay

song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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