Chicken In A Hawk Suit
Sagging polls, soccer mom don't look so cute
A man with no plan, John develops cold feet
Reveals he’s just a “Chicken in a hawk suit”
And knows debates bring him certain defeat
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poem by Ray Lucero
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The Invisible Man?
Most people haven't heard of Ron Paul
An unassuming man of dignity n' grace
Who speaks truth, votes his heart n' that's not all
He's unafraid to stare corruption in the face
Although Paul has fared well in all debates
Corporate media has chosen to ignore his facts
Fairness is parked at the door n' justice waits
Press preferring conduct debates as circus acts
Gingrich, Santorum, Romney are but tools
Of the Republican Party gone insane
Of 'We the people' they've made fools
They must assume voters have no brains
By now its clear no Republican can defeat
Incumbent Obama in the general election
Except for Paul Republicans cannot unseat
A talking head governing by lying n' deception
(Vote for truth, vote Ron Paul)
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Soccer
Soccer is the game
My life
Soccer gives my fame
it gives my life
Soccer is what make me live
soccer is what makes me give
soccer is the start of it all
soccer is way better then the mall
poem by Courtney Sycowski
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Ode to Chickens
An Ode to Chickens
Oh chicken, oh chicken,
With orange little feet,
All white and fluffy,
So good to eat,
Oh chicken, oh chicken,
I will get you so fat,
Then I will kill you,
And eat you at last
poem by Trevor Cummins
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The prayer of the chicken hawk does not get him the chicken.
Squabbling in public will eventually ruin football; there's no doubt it's hurting us already. Polls taken by Louis Harris - polls as valid as any political polls - indicate that very clearly.
quote by Pete Rozelle
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Stay Up Late
Mommy had. a little baby.
There he is. fast asleep.
Hes just. a little plaything.
Why not. wake him up?
Cute. cute. little baby.
Little feet-feet. little toes.
Now hes comin to me.
Crawl across. the kitchen floor.
Baby, baby, please let me hold him
I wanna make him stay up all night
Sister, sister, hes just a plaything
We wanna make him stay up all night
Yeah we do
See him drink. from a bottle.
See him eat. from a plate.
Cute. cute. as a button.
Dont you wanna make him. stay up late.
And were having fun. with no money.
Little smile. on his face.
Dont cha love. the little baby.
Dont you want to make him. stay up late.
Chorus
Here we go (all night long)
Sister, sister (all night long)
In the playpen...woo...(all night long)
Little baby goes, ha! (all night long)
I know you want to leave me...
Why dont. we pretend.
There you go. little man.
Cute. cute. why not?
Late at night. wake him up.
Chorus
Here we go (all night long)
Sister, sister...woo...
(with the television on)
Little baby goes...woo! (all night long)
Hey, hey, baby! (all night long)
And he looks so cute (all night long)
In his little red suit (all night long)
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Cyber-tyranny
Beware of Obama plan to regulate 'The Net'
A plan that mirrors China’s cyber-regulation
“Fed will manage passwords” lest you forget
*NSTIC yet more control by administration
*National Strategy for Trusted Identities in Cyberspace
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Man In The Santa Suit
At the koc local 313
Theres a fat man standing by the soda machine
And he knows, he knows, he knows
Life can be funny
He calls the hair salon says put loretta on
Cause the mall just called and said the last guys gone
And I know, I know, God knows
We need the money
And hes a big red cherry
But its hard to be merry
When the kids are all laughing
Saying hey its jerry garcia
Aint he cute?
The man in the santa suit
And all the moms in town bring their brats around
And they cant sit still or keep their rootbeer down
Now its up, hey how bout that
It looks like a milkshake
Now jimmys grown this year says mommy quick come here
Santas sweaty and he smells like beer
And he says, kid shut your mouth
You give me a headache
And hes jolly and hairy
But its hard to be merry
When the guys at the bar
Say he looks like a fairy
But hes doing it just for the loot
The man in the santa suit
[break] verse x2
And hes a big red cherry
Hes jolly and hairy
Everyones laughing, but he doesnt care
He stays cool
Aint he cute?
The man in the santa suit
[fade out with intro]
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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The Man In The Santa Suit
At the koc local 313
Theres a fat man standing by the soda machine
And he knows, he knows, he knows
Life can be funny
He calls the hair salon says put loretta on
Cause the mall just called and said the last guys gone
And I know, I know, God knows
We need the money
And hes a big red cherry
But its hard to be merry
When the kids are all laughing
Saying hey its jerry garcia
Aint he cute?
The man in the santa suit
And all the moms in town bring their brats around
And they cant sit still or keep their rootbeer down
Now its up, hey how bout that
It looks like a milkshake
Now jimmys grown this year says mommy quick come here
Santas sweaty and he smells like beer
And he says, kid shut your mouth
You give me a headache
And hes jolly and hairy
But its hard to be merry
When the guys at the bar
Say he looks like a fairy
But hes doing it just for the loot
The man in the santa suit
[break] verse x2
And hes a big red cherry
Hes jolly and hairy
Everyones laughing, but he doesnt care
He stays cool
Aint he cute?
The man in the santa suit
[fade out with intro]
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Sarah’s Wardrobe
She glides up to the dais all dressed in reds
Wearing best damned duds money can buy
John paid $150K for her expensive threads
“I’ll give my clothes to charity” was her alibi
(So much for “Soccer Mom” identifying with “Joe Six-pack” & “Joe the Plumber”)
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Great ability develops and reveals itself increasingly with every new assignment.
quote by Baltasar Gracian
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Closeness
Beloved, our closeness is this;
Anywhere you place your foot,
Feel my firmness beneath you
I want to be where your bare feet walk
Perhaps before you step,
You will look at the ground
I want that blessing
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In Europe, it's different - you eat soccer, you breathe soccer, you drink soccer. Everything is about soccer.
quote by Thomas Dooley
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I Know
I know somethings shady when Im feeling it
You play the game like cards when your dealing it
I see through the eyes of a marked man
But in the streets you gotta have a game plan
Im paranoid I se them coming after me
24/7 on me constantly
I see the red beam, I walk the tight rope
But I know Im the target in the scope
YEA!
I try to weed out the real from the fake ones
Two faced ones wont you keep it real son
I can see it from a mile away
Cause Im holding it down with my feet on the gound
And they...
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
Chorus:
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
Evil lurks when you around
And then you know how it's goin down
I look deep and figure how to break free
In my pain escape from reality
I see you scoping on my life and now he tells me
You look suspicious and you plan is tryin to gank me
The mainsuspect but your the reject
You'll be the one with the gun, no respect for me
I roll deep like a bond, I got a blue print
Creep in your area lowright through the residence
Like a sniper, control the damager
Flippin the script cause Im two steps ahead of ya
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
I know theres something on
I know theres something on
Cant get this out of my head
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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I Know
I know somethings shady when Im feeling it
You play the game like cards when your dealing it
I see through the eyes of a marked man
But in the streets you gotta have a game plan
Im paranoid I se them coming after me
24/7 on me constantly
I see the red beam, I walk the tight rope
But I know Im the target in the scope
YEA!
I try to weed out the real from the fake ones
Two faced ones wont you keep it real son
I can see it from a mile away
Cause Im holding it down with my feet on the gound
And they...
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
Chorus:
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
Evil lurks when you around
And then you know how it's goin down
I look deep and figure how to break free
In my pain escape from reality
I see you scoping on my life and now he tells me
You look suspicious and you plan is tryin to gank me
The mainsuspect but your the reject
You'll be the one with the gun, no respect for me
I roll deep like a bond, I got a blue print
Creep in your area lowright through the residence
Like a sniper, control the damager
Flippin the script cause Im two steps ahead of ya
They're tryin to break me, they're tryin to rape me
They're tryin to bring me down
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
I know theres something on
I know theres something on
Cant get this out of my head
I know there's something going on
And it seems so cold
I know there's something going on
And it wont be long
I know there's somthing going on
How could you be so cold
I know theres something going wrong
Yea!
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Cold Feet
There was a little boy once upon a time
Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind
For every copper penny and clover he would find
Make a wish for better days the end of hard times
For no more cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
His clothes were always clean
His face was always scrubbed
There was food on the table enough to fill him up
His house was full of life - his house was full of love
But when winter days arrived
There was never money enough to shod his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He grew up to be a worker determined to succeed
He made a life for himself, free from worldly wants or needs
But with nobody to share the life hed made
No body to keep him warm at night
When hed go to sleep hed sleep alone with his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
One night he walked the street looking to the heavens above
Searching for a shooting star a benevolent god
When a woman passing by brushed his arm
He turned and found love
He then wished for the courage to ask this stranger
Who she was to not have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He thought shed like the party life and want the finer things
So he promised more than he could buy
And he promised her the sun and moon to not have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He worked day and night his fingers to the bone
Hi worried mind guilty conscience drive him on
He cant give her what she needs
He wants to give her what he thinks she wants
Her sad-eyed face, his empty pockets drive him on and his cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
Hed struggled all his life to be an honest man
Proud that the dirt on his palms was the soil of the land
But some guys he knew from high school days
Said they had a plan to get rich quick
And they could count him in if he dont have cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He thought about their offer accepted it without qualms
Dreamt about the life hed buy
The comfort that would come without cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
He decided to tell his wife things would soon turn around
He said the little boy is dead
A man stands with you now without cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
Without cold feet - cold cold cold cold feet
He thought hed set his clock right - he though hed read his watch
He left in such a hurry he didnt think to wish for luck
Makes no difference if youre early - no difference if youre late
When youre out of time - the flowers have been laid
Youre six feet underground
With cold feet
Cold cold cold cold feet
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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My Queen Of The Desert
Sun doth rise and crowns your head
With a brilliant diadem of golden light
The orb sets at your feet, aglow in red
The rising moon greets you come night
Arianna! 'My queen of the desert'
From a land far away, somewhere South
Altho' thoughts of you bring comfort
I long to kiss your crimson mouth
When all our worldly toil be done
Divided souls shall once again unite
When God-Spark within sees activation
Spirits' set free shall then take flight
Rejoice beloved! The day draws near
Nothing need be done save persevere
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~weather Wars~
Satan opened wide hell's doors
Gone, once blues skies overhead
Begins the age of 'Weather wars'
'Apocalypse! ' St. John once said
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Viral Revolution
Commoners in Greece take to the street
In protest of forced austerity n' corruption
IMF awaits "Bailout loan" to complete
As bank follows oligarchy plan of;
"Problem, reaction, solution"
An age old ploy that soon finds defeat
(Inspired by D I)
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The Ballad Of “Willie, Bar The Door.”
In the town of Limavady,
I would have you all to know,
William Cummings he was born
A true son of the Roe.
And in that lovely valley
Near to Benevenagh’s feet,
“Willie, bar the door” gave
Many a soccer treat…
For roared on by his public
Throughout the fair north west
This humble Irish sportsman
Put others to the test.
And sure ‘twas in his lifetime
A legend he became
One of the best defenders
In the skilful soccer game.
And many were his exploits-
Oh! far too many to relate!
For on and off the field of soccer
To serve others was his fate.
Alas, William now has left us
But his memory still lives on,
In the hearts of those who knew him
And who loved him as their own.
And sure whenever soccer’s played,
In public park or moor,
We of his generation
Will remember “Bar the door”.
poem by Liam ó Comáin
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