Emma Squeekmire
A childhood friend named Emma Squeekmire
Was a mean little girl who liked playing with fire
One day Emma set our Grade School ablaze
With gasoline, a match and a jar of mayonnaise
It was clear her brain had gone severely haywire
(ROTMS)
poem by Ray Lucero
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I'm actually the last person to ask about school. I kinda ducked out at 12, before all that stuff might have happened. I left school after sixth grade and was basically home-schooled after that.
quote by Emma Stone
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First Kiss
(Childhood Humor)
I was 8, she nearly 10
I always liked older girls
Closed my eyes, puckered, then
Felt dizzy, my brain all a whirl
But I digress…
Her name “Maggie O’Toole”
A big Irish girl of 150 pounds
Tallest girl in grade school
Pigtails nearly touched ground
Blazing red hair, temper to match
Strong as an ox, to be sure
Over left eye she wore a black patch
In spite of all this, she'd a certain allure
Back to the kiss…
I stood on tiptoes, felt like a fool
She moved close, I felt her hot breath
I snuck a peek, she’d started to drool
Her mouth smelled of warmed over death
I committed to go thru with the kiss
To not do so would be most unkind
In this clumsy moment of unlikely bliss
I knew “puppy-love” was indeed blind
(I still think of you Maggie wherever you are)
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Weirdo school
Our school is so unfair
They gave us a holiday which is rare
Wait a minute.. Home schooling is right there
We keep studying so we won't fail
Our school is really weird
All we do is write and read
Our school is really stupid
All we study at math is cube and cubid
When our school started our happiness started to fade
What on earth is wrong with 9th grade
All we do at art is draw and shade
You should follow every single rule
Our they will call you a fool
What on earth is wrong with this school
poem by Emma Justin
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The Tale of Emma Chissett - for Dan Dan the Betcha Man
Emma Chissett’s
missed out lunch;
she’s suffering
a credit crunch;
Emma Chissett
checks out who
today is offering
three-for-two;
Emma checks
the cornbeef tins
in those illegal
‘sell by’ bins;
finds ‘eat by’ dates
passed (hard to see..):
mentions this;
and gets them free;
Emma’s icebox
shelves for meat
holds tougher cuts:
chew first, then eat..
Emma’s sharp eye
spots bruised fruit;
negotiates
a price to suit;
Emma does
these shops a good turn:
avoids some angry
customer return;
she’s there before
every Church bazaar:
spots the mispriced
from afar;
turns the expensive
fashion gown
to show the tear or stain;
brings the price right down;
and woe betide
a market stall:
‘emmachissett? ’..
and prices fall..
Emma Chissett, with
her sharp-eyed corncrake voice,
weather-hen of our economy;
true star of Market Choice..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A girl named 'ASHA
I met a girl named 'Asha'.
The light brown eyes of her
don't let me sleep at night,
keep haunting in my mind.
Then i pause, and think
no, no, its of the light brown eyes
which are chasing peace of my soul.
And then i realize
It is just her dream
to have a dignified life.
It is her childhood
which wants to play and enjoy.
It is the hope
she holds in her eyes.
It is the hunger
she carries in her stomach.
It is the painful wound on her innocent childhood
she bears every moment.
It is the scratch just below her right eye.
it is love that we feel for each other
even when we don't know
who we are.
it is her sweet words
it is her Asha
that keeps asking me
'didi aap kal aouge? '
Take Me Home
Theres no place I call height, theres no way in a mean street,
Theres no high, low or medium, theres no little be.
So do your searching, until youre down, then realise, youre on your home ground
(echo off)
Sitting in a white room, dreaming of a life, (emma)
You have got me thinking, what is paradise. (emma)
Should I take an ocean drive, cooling from the sun, (emma)
Silver screen got me thinkin this is how it should be done. (emma)
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah,
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah.
Stand together alone, not knowing who you are, (emma)
Friendly strangely strangely friendly, would you keep me warm? (emma)
Would you keep me warm? you now, you could be your paradise,
Talk and keep me warm (emma), you could have youre own dream life,
Step into your comfort side, comfort side.
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah,
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah.
(echo next 4 lines in background (emma) )
There nobody to take me home, cause Im here, yes where I belong,
Im nearly, cause Im on my way, at my home it will always stay.
There nobody to take me home, cause Im here, yes where I belong,
Im nearly, cause Im on my way, at my home it will always stay.
So all thats free falling falls, hangs, out of time,
Youve got yours, Ive got mine, should all this be so precious?
Maybe I should be a little humble? slate of fear, cause I could stumble.
So do your searching until your down, cause your on home ground.
(echo off)
(continuous echo: take take take take me home, take take take me home..(emma) )
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah
Take me home, theres no place Id a rather be now, yeah
(repeat last 2 lines x3 and fade )
song performed by by Geri Halliwell
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Now that I've played the snotty, bossy, posh Hermione Granger, I'd like to play some American high school girl. I want to play something totally different. I want to play every kind of character and every point of view, but I'm probably going to be playing Hermione for a while.
quote by Emma Watson
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Sam The Ham
I once knew a boy named Sam
We were grade school friends
I was shy, he an inscrutable ham
Sam entertained with clownish antics
At times he could be quite outrageous
Said anything, he’d no use for semantics
Sam went on to do many great things
Including;
Performing before paupers’ n’ kings
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Beauty and the Beast [trailer 2]
Emma Watson, Dan Stevens, Luke Evans, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, Ewan McGregor, Stanley Tucci, Emma Thompson, Ian McKellen, Kevin Kline
from Beauty and the Beast (2016)
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Beauty and the Beast
Emma Watson, Dan Stevens, Luke Evans, Gugu Mbatha-Raw, Ewan McGregor, Stanley Tucci, Emma Thompson, Ian McKellen, Kevin Kline
from Beauty and the Beast (2016)
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The real evils, indeed, of Emma’s situation were the power of having rather too much her own way, and a disposition to think a little too well of herself; these were the disadvantages which threatened alloy to her many enjoyments. The danger, however, was at present so unperceived, that they did not by any means rank as misfortunes with her.
Jane Austen in Emma (1816)
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Disney's Cruella
Emma Stone, Mark Strong, Emma Thompson, Paul Walter Hauser, Emily Beecham, Joel Fry, Kirby Howell-Baptiste, Jamie Demetriou, John McCrea
from Disney's Cruella (2021)
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The Blackcoat's Daughter
Emma Roberts, Lucy Boynton, Lauren Holly, Kiernan Shipka, James Remar, Peter J. Gray, Emma Holzer, Jodi Larratt, Tori Barban
by Oz Perkins from The Blackcoat's Daughter (2015)
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Getting Through
School, school, the golden rule.
It can be tough, it can be cruel.
Sometimes I like it,
Sometimes I hate it.
Playing with friends is great fun,
but it's a bummer when there's homework to be done.
Every once in a while I fall asleep,
but then there are consequences I must reap.
So I must stay awake and focus hard,
or from school I will be barred.
If I pass this grade that I am in,
then next year, another grade I will begin.
poem by Cheryl Wilson
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A Girl Named Paige
A girl named Paige
With eyes and a face so bright
A girl named Paige
Came into my dreary life
My life, so dark
So full of strife
A girl named Paige
About her I was told
To keep me away until I was old
A girl named Paige
A lesson she did teach
For me to keep sight of my reach
A girl named Paige
Broke my heart
As my world fell apart
A girl named Paige
Perfectly took the part
While adding another fool to her cart
A girl named Paige
Shook my whole world
My eyes were on no other girl
A girl named Paige
Fooled me into loving her
While she secretly lusted another, and another
A girl named Paige
Caused me endless pain
Of this, I'm not ashamed
A girl named Paige
Made me go insane
This girl is love's bane
A girl named Paige
Caused me to do so much
To love her such
A girl named Paige
Made my heart bleed
The woe of pain it did heed
A girl named Paige
I'll never be the same
In that group, she came
A girl named Paige
I loved a whole whole lot
A feeling she returned, did not
A girl named Paige
Others showed me how she was
She screws around just because
A girl named Paige
Has had several boyfriends
She shares between her and her best friend
A girl named Paige
Is sleeping around
Like her mother, she's been around town
A girl named Paige
Has 4 sisters
If you see her vermin family, you surely won't miss her
A girl named Paige
I felt so much emotion
Caused so much devastation
A girl named Paige
Fooled me she loved me so
She can't fool anyone no more
A girl named Paige
Has no future for her
She'll be working as a stripper
A girl named Paige
Will have a horrible existence
For her whole being is full of pestilence
A girl named Paige
Makes you love
A false gift from above
A girl named Paige
Should be gone from this world
She gives a bad name to all other girls
For Paige G.
With love, Joseph
poem by Joseph Shofner
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Who To Love?
should i love the girl who i already know?
or the girl who is newer in my life?
both are my close friends
should i love the Best Friend
or the one i already have a crush on
both are beautiful
should i love the girl who has been my friend from childhood?
or the girl who ive known for a year?
both I know well
which would be better, the girl who has more history with me
or the girl who I want to make history with
both are really nice
which would be the best choice the girl who could like me
or the girl who likes another guy
both are super fun
which would be my match the girl who knows me
or the girl who sort of knows me
both could be the one
which would you choose?
the one who i have history with?
the one who i already like?
who to love?
girl on line one?
girl on line two?
Storyteller Emma Jean
I’m wearing a sparkling blue ring,
from precious Mother Emma Jean.
This ring gives me power to storytell,
Emma Jean told stories and she did it well.
Now she told a story I will never forget,
she weaves the story of the “Headless Horseman”.
telling her story in Missouri at a really young age,
better then Grimm’s Fairy Tales writes it on the page.
Her voice changes in fluctuation and stance,
weaving words like a rhythmic dance.
Even though Emma Jean’s gone,
I will tell her stories so they will live on.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.15,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Heart's Day
we went on a picnic to the beach
with samsam, a local dog,
pret, my poodle, kuting, my japanese spitz,
bonbon, our dachshund
emma, my wife brought her favorite househelp named tatang,
marinel and gina, her friends cooked the potatoes
and prepared the sushi
jasmine rice that looked like tiny pearls
and pork barbecue
pret, my loyal poodle went with me walking
while kuting and bonbon played on the grass
barking and chasing some teasing finches
the air is cool
the sun not so bright at ten a.m.
clouds hang like soaked cottons
the sea is crystal clear like a mirror
the corals are visible
with some stone fishes
emma snored while asleep
and tatang excused herself to take a view of the place
i took my plunge alone in that crystal sea: splash!
it is a beautiful life
and on this day of the hearts
i can hear mine singing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Storyteller Emma Jean
I’m wearing a sparkling blue ring,
from precious Mother Emma Jean.
This ring gives me power to storytell,
Emma Jean told stories and she did it well.
Now she told a story I will never forget,
she weaves the story of the “Headless Horseman”.
telling her story in Missouri at a really young age,
better then Grimm’s Fairy Tales writes it on the page.
Her voice changes in fluctuation and stance,
weaving words like a rhythmic dance.
Even though Emma Jean’s gone,
I will tell her stories so they will live on.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.15,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Grade
We go to school and we learn
We go to school and we laugh
We go to school and we make friends
We go to school to know life
But parents are thinking something else
You should do better
You should do harder
It's just a year or two do your best
Are grade only part of us?
Does school offer us nothing more than grades?
School teach us how to laugh and cry
School is not only for grade
Please Mom Dad respect that
poem by Custous Angelus
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