Saltimbanque
She is under the canvass canopy
big top spotlit starlet she
disco ball dew bed sequined
spinning water for wearing
rays of rental borrowed beaming
rays of rental liberate lending
She, Promethean Princess
my souvenir showgirl
Slinky shining offering
lioness princess limber lining
She maneuvers mirror ball bouncing
balance-beam tumble tossing
juggling three-sixties
acrobat arching
form fluidic fantastic finessing
She rays rental beaming borrowed
liberate lending for this morrow
She, Promethean Princess
my souvenir showgirl
She fantastic for compliment she
So mementos pose she
Side show stealing ripe revealing
captive crowds poise perfectly
She toys malleable mutable magnificent
trinkets, tightrope she toys trading
toys she toys between these rings
pleasing crowd crescsending sings
pleasing her fair so
immaculate spectaculate pleasing
She trades platinum for trinket tinsel
Saltimbanque dazzler diadem gem crowning
Crowned contortionist curvaceous
limber luminous limelight luschious
Gracious sublimest slinky surreptitious
Nimble, the natural how she carries
And I am hers for fumbling tumbling
I am hers for tumbling trophy
I am hers for such trophy tumbling
stumbling illusionist orator jester
carnival smoke blowing big top barker
My smoke and mirrors mimic inadequate
her spot sharp shine splendour spectaculate
My mirrors clumsy jitter silver
bouncing balance beam beauty
She fantastic gymnastic she
feast of feats splinter splitting spinning
radiance to rainbows refracting
Mon fleur de leis fantasy
She is under the canvass canopy
big top spotlit starlet she
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Airports
You can always tell the staff from travelers
by pace demeanor and dressing
those leaving
bright bouncy beaming
effervescent 'thusiasm bubbly
arriving disheveled disoriented
discombobulate relieving
Stranger still are sorted strangers
best chum company coordinating
mindless conversation even sounds interesting
...anything for entertaining
But I like the bar
with it's wide window view
runway traffic take-off terrific
And my by far fantastic favourite
what surely sends me airborne claps
...are the skycaps:
smart slinky uniform stewardess
those to whom I ever tip my hat
bearing 12 o'clock mile high blasting-off
belligerent boisterous beaming smirking brat
Air France has me arriving
randy resh 2007
Futureale Magazine 2010
poem by Randy Resh
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The Man With All The Toys
Hes the man with all the toys
Someone found a lighted house late one night
And he saw through the window a sight
A big man in a chair
And little tiny men everywhere
Hes the man with all the toys
Well how thrilled that someone must have been
And he must have been tempted to go in
He stayed out in the cold
And when he left them he told
About the man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
The man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I Throw My Toys Around
Ive got no time for fairy stories
Im not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you are frightened
Then listen
But I dont think youd like it
Such a nice kid
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Somebodys being very bad
I wonder who it can be
Somebodys gonna get in trouble
I know it isnt me
Im just a little angel
But you dont know what Ive done
When your backs turned
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off the babys locks
Swing dolly by the hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
Ive got no time for bedtime stories
Im not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened then whistle
And Ill come running you
As you boo hoo
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
Nobodys looking now
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
Ill throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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I'll Throw My Toys Around
by No Doubt feat. Elvis Costello
Gwen Stefani - Elvis Costello - Gwen Stefani & Elvis Costello
I've got no time for fairy stories
I'm not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you were frightened then listen
But I don't think you would like it
Such a nice kid
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Somebody's being very bad
I wonder who it could be
Somebody's going to get in trouble
I know it isn't me
I'm just a little angel
But you don't know what I've done
When your backs turned
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off my baby's locks
Swing dolly by her hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
I've got no time for bedtime stories
I'm not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened
Then whistle and I'll come running to you
As you boo hoo
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
Nobody's looking now (Nobody's looking)
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
I throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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Rental Cars!
Rental cars!
To change the system;
Dental, rental, pal, petal, metal, beal, fatal! !
For this land is the land of tenants.
Raw, saw, caw, craw, maw, paw, aw, yaw;
And like the rental laws around you!
But, the landlords do need the tenants.
Rental cars!
Braw, draw, law, haw, jaw, flaw, taw;
But, with better roads to move along.
Rental cars!
Real, meal, wheal, lethal, coral, floral, oral;
But, we do need each other in business.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Throw My Toys Around (feat. Elvis Costello)
(E. Costello, C. O' Riordan)
I've got no time for fairy stories
I'm not a little girl
So you can leave me all alone
And turn off the lights as well
If you are frightened
Then listen
But I don't think you'd like it
Such a nice kid
Nobody's lookin' now
I'll throw my toys around
Somebody's being very bad
I wonder who it can be
Somebody's gonna get in trouble
I know it isn't me
I'm just a little angel
But you don't know what I've done
When your back's turned
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
(with Elvis:)
Pick up those building blocks
Chop off the baby's locks
Swing dolly by the hair
Put down that teddy bear
Slam dunk a happy clown
I throw my toys around
I've got no time for bedtime stories
I'm not a little child
Everything makes me furious
And everything makes me wild
If you are frightened then whistle
And I'll come runnin' you
As you boo hoo
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
Nobody's lookin' now
(nobody's lookin')
I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
(Elvis -) I throw my toys around
(Gwen -) I'll throw my toys around
song performed by by No Doubt
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MY Toys
I have instructed someone else,
To play with MY toys!
'Instructed?
Why don't you just give them your toys? '
I want it understood that they are mine...
When and IF I decide I want them back.
'Why 'those' toys? '
Gee...
I hadn't thought of it.
I guess the real reason is...
Those were the only toys they selected.
AND...
I now find that myself to be strange.
Because...
IF they had 'not' selected 'those' toys...
I would have given them away,
Anyway.
I hate to be intruded upon!
Especially by those making demands,
With high expectations.
Oh well...
My mind goes 'cuckoo' on me sometimes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Baby Dreams
Full moon’s beaming
What is baby dreaming?
Of sweet little sonnets,
Blue baby bonnets,
Trinkets and toys,
Kisses and boys,
Fairies and wings,
Shiny, diamond rings,
Red floating kites,
Tinker Bell and Snow White,
Angels on clouds glowing,
Trees buried in winter’s snowing,
Princesses in their gowns,
Princes in their crowns,
Polka dotted umbrellas,
A shoe and Cinderella,
Little girls as they play,
Toys on the sleigh,
Sitting on Santa’s knee,
Ornaments on the tree,
Decorations in the grove,
Gingerbread men in the stove,
Jesus in his stable,
Cookies and milk on the table,
Elves as they pose,
Rudolph’s old shiny nose,
Carolers in their attire,
Stockings above the fire,
You are tucked cozy in the bed,
Dreams dance in your head,
The full moon is beaming,
Baby, what are you dreaming?
poem by Whitney Albright
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Toys
We are the night,
Well tempt you and turn you on.
Live in our hearts
And play with your man.
Oh these are your toys
Hold them and theyll obey,
From blood into life
Thy still become your toys.
This is your game
In heaven in your bedroom,
Your chivalrous knight
Will save you tonight.
Theyll look for reasons again and again
Let them go,let them go let them go.
Youll have your reason again and again
For letting them go, for letting them go.
Oh stand by the wall,
Wach as they shoot you down,
From blood to stone
They still become your toys.
Your toys, your toys.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Finger Trips
finger tips
massage caress
circuitous
nips
eager edges rounding
reaching aching
outer lips
master baits
feline fetish fish
dragonfly dancing
on feather-landing
gasping, grasping
grips
Satiate
stroke tip slips
under cover cooing, crying
lower stiff upper lip;
tickling trickling
deluge drenching
flowing feline Frenching-kiss
Heart skip bliss
blowing bouncing boundless backflips,
serpentine successive
stiletto staccato licks
fumbling frenetic fantastic
for-raging
finger trips
copyright R. Resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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All Of Your Toys
Once upon a once in a while
Its hard to remember to smile
Just like all of your toys
Cant you see I dont wanna play
I dont need it
Cant you say you want me to stay
Id believe it
Just like all of your toys
Chorus:
When all of your play things
Someday disappear
Girl, will you be happy
With nothing but tears?
With nothing but tears?
Once upon a once in a while
Its hard to remember to smile,
Just like all of your toys
Dont you ever feel kind of sad?
cause youre lonely
Think about the love that we had
Are you lonely?
Just like all of your toys
Chorus
Ah...
Just like all of your toys, I dont wanna be
Just like all of your toys, I dont need to be
Just like all of your, just like all of your toys...
I should have known Id be alone
No, no, no I dont need it
Oh, dont you have me believe it
Just like all of your toys
song performed by by Monkees
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When Toys
Unfortunately someone did not have any toys
In the forgotton childhood...hides my attic.
Ingaged, they now play with the other toys
between the wooden rails...ironwood is....
Butterfly wings stick together while others cry
pulling back the wind they fly not far apart....
Jack and Jill they have no other toys
some where In your lost childhood...
When hills had eyes I came back to say
When toys..........
T.G.
poem by Is It Poetry
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The Dancer (Mine Muse Mime)
she is circumambulating
circumscribe spiral scribing
she is drawing me, drawing me in
calling, drawing it out from me
this poor lusting linguist with
limber arches alabaster
pillar
pleading pouting panting
teasing pleasing pirouettes
She is arousing me; unveiling inviting
awaiting my reaction
from dancer's distance
rite reciprocating
She is possessing, unveiling inviting
acrostic acrobatic adolescent arabesques
...awaiting my reaction
for her want of waiting
floor fashion marble
tiles tripping tessellate
gliding charming guiding
fantastic goads geometric
Templar template tessellate tesseracts
She, she, she...
She is swallowing me
sybaritic staccato swaying
mantric tantric magnetic
movements
...mmm... mandalaic
She, she, she...
magnetic majestic marvelous
magnificent as magic
She is leading for revealing
concealing captive
choreography
Oh, that I might spill more
spill more, spill more the so
in writing....
fluid frame flush flowing
squaring circle
she mine living miracle
She is singing lullabies
blissfully whispering
forefinger mouth mute silence
calm collect for quelling
She is singing lullabies
(ssshhhh....)
mind's eye ears hear
her for the wonder welling
wonder thunder tapping
attentive 'tension 'ffections
natural grace distract demanding
'pulsive symphony pleasing
'sistent call cacophonous
chorous commanding
She is leading me
I bob and weave to her pleas pleading
leading panting pulsing
pugilist
lock lick for the lunging
lusting linguist leading...
flushing and blushing
breathless she is leaving me
gushing grasp gasp gaping
I am on the ropes
punch drunk pugilist poet
pulse I of profuse panting
fumble for the following...
fantastic ripe rife rhythmic strife
breath-bound for flounder flushing
I inhale bruise for blushing
lick sweat smear her hear
dear I cry, I her hear her I cry!
Oh! how she is so rewarding of me
teasing tripping sophistry
veiled voluptuous sumptuous beauty
she is drawing, dawning
...drawing me
and she is calling it,
drawing such out from me
sublime symbiosis sweetly
with symbiotic reciprocity
She dances jazz, she dances ballet
butterfly ballerina beguiling
with gestures sacred geometry
Cabbalistic plastercine
latticine sublimity cunning
She is defying!
she is dumbfounding! ! !
delectable delicious delicacies
mine mime
sweet muse sublime!
dissolute 'lusions most intimate divine
lover space between, between mine this
bouncing breath slick smudge of swallowing
playing out our pantomime
she, I pen pierce paper for
crafting concentric unwrapping
the poet within the packaging
the poet without the packaging
She is unwrapping tappings
drawing our dance unveiling
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poem by Randy Resh
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Foolish Boys With Their Toys
Foolish boys with their toys
Written by Wilfred Mellers, Friday, November 23,2012
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You own the world and everyone in it
The hearts and souls you can't ever win it
Information access you spin it
You are a foolish boy with your toys
You spit hate and say you are great
You turn a blind eye when others die
Sure you can blow up the world if you want to
Tell me, then what will you do?
You are a foolish boy with your toys
When you see the world to its end
Will that mean that you are men?
Arrogant and so unwise
Surrounded by stooges to fill your heads with lies
How foolish can you be?
Masters of the world and ruler of none
Life you took solely for fun
The gun took everything you claim to own
What will you do when you are left here all alone?
You're a foolish boy with your toys
Coding your messages to the grassroots
Fictitious fantasy filled with pure untruths
So foolish and unwise
You can't even see you own demise
Foolish boys with your toys
You've gained the world yet lost your soul
The very land you stand on you stole
This very world you're going to destroy
No steeds left to herd by the cowboy
You've been very foolish boys with your toys
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Spellbound
Blinded by a bright beam
Shattered by the windscreen
Stunned by the whiplash
Im a victim of a bad crash
I can do nothing right
I never sleep at night
Cant even start a fight
My feet have left the ground
Spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
Beaten by a blind bend
Wrong way up a dead end
Screaming through a speed trap
As I tear into a tail back
I can do nothing right
I never sleep at night
Cant even start a fight
My feet have left the ground
Spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
Im slipping down
I got my hands in the fire
Im sliding on an oil slick
Blinded on a bad trip
Yes and nothings going to change it
I can do nothing right
Cant even sleep at night
My feet have left the ground
Im spinning round and round
Spellbound, my world keeps a tumbling down
song performed by by AC-DC
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Keepin'-Th'Big-Ball Bouncin
Caught up in the nonsense.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
And waiting for some annoucement...
To stop that loud sound that pounds!
Caught up in the nonsense.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Yet hypnotized to the aspect,
Folks stay ready to pounce.
But no one moves to unload the packs,
Stacked on their backs.
Mounting are their burdens,
And some like it like that!
Caught up in the nonsense.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Bitten lips,
Bleeding blood.
Taking it.
With the moaning.
Sighing in their pain with pleas...
As if they seek someone to please.
And squeezing sweat from handkerchieves...
In fields they're proud to plow,
But gone!
Caught up in the nonsense.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
With a dragging of their feet...
To feed defeat on urban streets.
And reminiscing this so easy,
As if this beat succeeds.
And it does.
A nothingness achieved...
Like this does.
Caught up in the nonsense.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncing.
And...
A nothingness achieved,
Like this does.
Ahhhh...bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-b all bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Ahhhh...bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ba ll bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Ahhhh...bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ba ll bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Ahhhh...bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ba ll bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
Keepin'-th'big-ball bouncin'
And nothing gets achieved...
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The French Teacher
I am taken with her skill of language
well versed in verse root romantics
as well, wooing and cooing
with captivating kinesthetics
intuitively she knows how to move
keep her poet jaw dropped and gushing
spilling fount flow for fumbling and wondering
that he might please her with writing
that he might please her with writing
writing, writing for offering...
form voluptuous statuesque classic
Romanesque animate becoming
hair hallowed aureate dawning and drawing
generous goddess lips eyebrows blowing
crystalline kisses through azure spectacles
spectacular splendid spectacles
inspirate azure and emerald speckled
aquamarine splendour shining
spectacles windows bowing....
But she is no mere anachronism,
mine ageless angelic antiquity
rather, an archetype for study sustaining
filling parched poets and artists hungry
unto the ages exhausting eternity
her accent accentuates geometry
I am aching articulation arching
fantastic fresco, mosaic musing
influx imagery inundating overwhelming
core etymologic elocution erotic
syntactic sublime as enamouring
and she is laconic, tutoring beauty
the virtues of verity; beloved brevity
I am putty in her hands, clay for sculpting,
molding metal for cursive casting
As for her, mine words are so such;
We are crafting each other in many languages
For Karen M
merci beaucoup: -)
copyright R. Resh 2008
poem by Randy Resh
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Drama
Ochitsuki ga nai towa yoku iwareru no
onaji butai ni nagaku wa irarenai
Nigemawaru you ni kotaete atezuppo
norikaeru you ni hana kara hana eto
Baby let me touch you
ai dake no ai de ii
Let me be the one to please you
Baby let me kiss you
asu made no eien to
yobeba ii darou
Takushii no nioi ga kitsusugiru kara
sonna ni tooku ewa ikenai darou
Mado wo akereba watashi wa jurietto
ima dake no eien wo "Dorama" to yobu nara
Baby let me touch you
tsurete ikenai
Let me be the one to leave you
Baby let me kiss you
serifu mitai na namida
niawanai
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your ecstasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you hear me whisper to your fantasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your remedy
But if you go another way
Then I might be your enemy
Baby let me touch you
ai dake no ai ga ii
Let me be the one to leave you
Tomorrow when I miss you
ano eien ni
mou maniawanai
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your ecstasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you hear me whisper to your fantasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your remedy
But if you go another way
Then I might be your enemy
English translation
I'm often told that I'm fidgety
I can't stay on the same stage for long
As if trying to evade the question, you reply at random
From flower to flower, like transferring trains
Baby let me touch you
I'm fine with love that's love alone
Let me be the one to please you
Baby let me kiss you
Would it be alright to call it
Eternity that lasts until the morrow
The stench of the taxi is too intense
So I probably can't go very far
If I open the window, I'll be Juliet
If you call this momentary eternity, "Drama"
Baby let me touch you
I can't take you with me
Let me be the one to leave you
Baby let me kiss you
Tears that seem scripted
Don't suit you
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your ecstasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you hear me whisper to your fantasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your remedy
But if you go another way
Then I might be your enemy
Baby let me touch you
I'm fine with love that's love alone
Let me be the one to leave you
Tomorrow when I miss you
That eternity
Won't arrive in time
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your ecstasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you hear me whisper to your fantasy
Tumbling tumbling
Can't you see that I will be your remedy
But if you go another way
Then I might be your enemy
song performed by by Utada Hikaru
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All Of Your Toys (Master Backing Track Take 20)
Once upon a once in awhile
It's hard to remember to smile
Just like all of your toys
Can't you see I don't wanna play
I don't need it
Can't you say you want me to stay
I'll believe it
Just like all of your toys
When all of your playthings someday disappear
Girl, will you be happy, with nothing but tears?
With nothing but tears?
Once upon a once in awhile
It's hard to remember to smile
Just like all of your toys
Don't you ever feel kinda sad
'Cause you're lonely?
Thinkin' 'bout the love that we had?
Are you lonely?
Just like all of your toys
When all of your playthings someday disappear
Girl, will you be happy, with nothing but tears?
With nothing but tears?
Just like all of your toys, I don't wanna be
Just like all of your toys, I don't need to be
Just like all of your, just like all of your toys
Just like all of your toys
song performed by by Monkees
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The Wisdom of Toys
That worn, stuffed bear you hide -
have not quite thrown away
is more than your childhood
seen through rose-tinted time -
toys that speak,
toys that are talked to,
toys that simply listen
are the mediators between
the wisdom of the animal world
which shares with us, a heart
animals who live a blessed life
only in the present now,
and the wisdom that children bring
from the heaven that lies all about us
in our infancy, as the poet said;
toys are reflectors of our self
that remembered what's our self;
that remember what's our self.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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