Hamsters
Hamsters in a hamster world
hamster boys and hamster girls
drive their cars and go to work every day
the unspoken 'social contract' is why they stay
WEll, this hamsters breakin' out of his cage
tearin' up the contract everybody obeys
his eyes are filled with beautiful sights once again
he's out the door and on his way
the hypnotized hamsters in the hamster world
don't understand the freedom he chose
he quit the contests and the hamster fashion shows
he took the side road; messy hair; simple hamster clothes
He doesn't hoard possessions to fill the Void within
He doesn't Race - so he doesn't have to 'lose' or 'Win'
he gives, he lives - Virtue, Laughter, and Love
he only looks ahead - not below, behind, or above
he's out the back door and on his Hamster Way
he fights for Hamster Rights - Hey Hey Hey Hey
his eyes are open, now they can never be closed
no more hypnotic suggestions from hamster TV shows
-late 2009/early 2010-
poem by Ray Quesada
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Heavy Metal Hamsters
There are some fellows soft and mellow
Sitting in the field and play like hell
No one knows the way it goes
But all the songs they play they sound so well
Tonight we go to see the heavy metal hamsters
It must feel nice to be a heavy metal hamster
Nothing sets you free like our heavy metal hamsters
A 20th century fox came by
A gold tipped cigarette high in his jaws
Contracts, pds, nose-bags, tv-shows
And everything with no remorse
Things are settled now for our heavy metal hamsters
Fame up to your brows, oh heavy metal hamster
A previously unknown lifestyle heavy metal hamster
The sweet taste of success is strong
And everything inside goes wrong you see
With coloured furs, sunglasses
Tons of nuts to eat, they dont feel free
What is wrong with our heavy metal hamster?
Look what they have done our heavy metal hamsters
Where is the field to run for our heavy metal hamsters
Some things are left undone for our heavy metal hamsters
song performed by by Helloween
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Hamster In A Tiger Tank (A Poem For Children)
There’s a hamster in a Tiger Tank,
I saw it driving down the street.
Despite its furry features,
crushing cars is just not sweet.
It’s firing the big cannon,
and shooting the machine gun.
It just took a shot at Tiddles,
you should have seen that kitty run.
I don’t know where it got it,
where do you get a Tiger Tank?
But it’s clear it is up to no good,
because hamster just blew up a bank.
Oh can’t anybody stop it?
The airforce, navy or army?
But when we rang they wouldn’t come,
they laughed and said “you’re barmy! ”
poem by Jojoba Mansell
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My god! It's a hamster with explosives taped around it's waist!
quote by Colin Mochrie
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Attack Of The Radioactive Hamsters From A Planet Near Mars
They showed up on my doorstep just a couple weeks ago
They looked so sweet and harmless
Tell me, how was I to know
They got a little too close to the microwave and then much to my surprise
They grew to forty thousand times their original size
They started mutatin right before my eyes
Oh my
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
A race from a distant place
They came in ufos shaped just like cuban cigars
Man oh man, you oughta hear em squeal
Now the whole wide world is their exercise wheel
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
The president, hes is a panic
The pentagon, theyre in shock
Theres a team of research scientists they got em workin round the clock
Now the national guard is out in my back yard
And the marinesll be comin around
I hope they get this lousy rodents out of my town
cause the property values are goin way down now
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
Theyre back and theyre lookin for a snack
And theyre not that fond of burger kings or salad bars
I hope theyre not plannin to stay
Who invited them here anayway
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
Well, well, look at that hamster, hes as big as a blimp
And theres one the size of central park
Theyre using telephone pole to pick their teeth
Theyre evil and nasty and they glow in the dark
Oh, dont waste any more of your bullets, boys
You know it just makes em mad when you shoot
Theyre gonna stomp us into jelly and conquer the world
But you gotta admit, theyre really kinda cute, now
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
What a racquet theyre makin, jack
They keep me up at night playin theyre electric guitars
Listen to em squeal
They think the whole stinkin world is their exercise wheel
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
Hey jack, you better watch your back
Here come those hamsters from a planet near mars
Well, well, its called the
Attack of the radioactive hamsters from a planet near mars
A planet near mars
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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What Has Love Become?
lust
lust without love
rape
lust with love
acceptable
love changes everything
Love
is love all we need?
does the world shun salvation
out of pride
to void the corny solution
debate it if you will
but, no
the world doesn't need love
it depends on it
without it
their would be no I, no you, no they
a hamster runs the wheel
and at the end of the day
he's still stuck in a cage
though we may pity his way of life
we are no different
we are all running without sight over the hill
never knowing what lies forward
perhaps it's just curiosity that drives us
no
it's love
love for ones self
love for ones wellbeing
love for the ones around us
oh boy love is all we need honey
but perhaps we don't know what love is
try this, replace all love
with money
the prostitution solution
truth of my words
poem by Joseph Pryor
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But I just felt at one point that I was on a hamster wheel, you know? Just doing movie after movie and thinking so much about career related things and I think missing out on hanging with my friends and family as much I needed to.
quote by Woody Harrelson
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Buttercup
Emotions
Up and down
up and down
up and down
Like that homo with ocd turning off and on the light switch
10 times
then stepping backwards
and doing a pirouette in reverse before he
leaves the house
Today you were my buttercup
Yesterday
I wanted to saw off your head
and bury it in the backyard next to the hamster
I forgot to give water to
I want to saw you up my little buttercup
poem by Sara Fielder
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(Women) The Other Side Of Laughter
w. m. d. ”s does not mean weapons of mass destruction
But! Women! Men s destruction.
They attract you with their looks and charms
And bodies that will put you in “ self destruct”.
But to them that’s not enough.
They want to control your mind from
Now till the end of time.
Like a hamster in a play pen
With a beginning but no end.
You climb on that “spinning wheel of life”
And run like hell
While they watch and laugh
And ring that bell.
They are truly men s destruction!
And I think that’s the way it will always be.
(Ha-ha enjoy it women of the world)
poem by Louis Rams
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The Wild Horses And The Snow
last night the horses were there again
black, brown, white, gray horses, spotted ones
on their furious breaths they ran wildly on the
white snow
white as the fleece of a lamb
the feathers of the parakeet
the hair of the albino hamster
they are making the sounds of freedom
exploring the distance of distances
roaming the earth
and the mountains and the plains
all in my head.
subconscious desires waiting for the Freudian
explanations.
as usual.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Alone!
The rooster crows early morning,
But waltz in the afternoon, spreading,
One wing to the submissive not clucking hen,
The hungry crows arrive with kith and kin,
With ear piercing cawing just to scavenge,
The grasshoppers, beetles and the birds chirp for free,
Hamster squeaks playing with the mate,
Squirrels squeak running for the food,
The dogs bark threatening every dude,
Occasional humming from the hummingbirds,
Still I feel alone in the safety of my home.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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5. My Bitten Finger
Much bolder than a lion
As crafty as a fox
That little furry hamster
I took home in a box
In the pet shop looking cuddly
Picked quickly didn’t linger
I should have seen the warning signs
When it bit my middle finger
I picked it for its cuteness
Dark brown with bright red eyes
I pointed out the one I’d picked
Imagine my surprise
It reared up where I pointed
Its whiskers started twitching
Then bit into my finger
For sure it needed stitching
The owner thought it funny
I tried to shake it free
This furry little ball of fluff
Had certainly picked me
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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My excuses
I started on my homework
but my pen ran out of ink.
My hamster ate my homework.
My computer's on the blink.
I accidentally dropped it
in the soup my mom was cooking.
My brother flushed it down the toilet
when I wasn't looking.
My mother ran my homework
through the washer and the dryer.
An airplane crashed into our house.
My homework caught on fire.
Tornadoes blew my notes away.
Volcanoes struck our town.
My homework was taken
by an evil killer clown.
Some aliens abducted me.
I had a shark attack.
A pirate swiped my homework
and refused to give it back.
It took so long to make these up
I realized, with dread,
it would have just been easier
to do the work instead.
poem by Arielle Perkins
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My Excuses
I started on my homewor
but my pen ran out of ink.
My hamster ate my homework.
My computer's on the blink.
I accidentally dropped it in the soup my mom was cooking.
My brother flushed it down the toilet when I wasn't looking.
My mother ran my homework through the washer and the dryer.
An airplane crashed into our house.
My homework caught on fire.
Tornadoes blew my notes away.
Volcanoes struck our town.
My homework was taken
by an evil killer clown.
Some aliens abducted me.
I had a shark attack.
A pirate swiped my homework
and refused to give it back.
It took so long to make these up I realized, with dread,
it would have just been easier
to do the work instead.
poem by Poem Master
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Children
Raising two children, once when reflected
Found myself a changed person, never had suspected
Motherhood transformed me into a new soul
Used to be a Queen, now Guard on patrol
World has changed to a 360 for me
With action more calculated and thrifty you see
Stamina for daily pressures is much high
Got the flair to answer their (children) each n every WHY
High thresholds gave a miraculous productivity
Organizing and taming pressures increased sustainability
Nurturing children develops many skills actually
I'm an idea hamster now, quoting personally
At night view them sleeping, brings a smile to my face
I survived another day, won another race ;)
poem by Samima Shah
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Superhuman
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
I'm a superman
I wanna be your superman
What you get is a crash course to be a man
But a man is a destination never known
Sometimes dressed up like a red hot lady in pumps
Don't think she can get enough
Always feel like she's runnin on a hamster wheel
Getting high, crashing cars and makin mistakes
Keepin her face packed with cocaine
Her face is numb your faith is gone
I'm travelin on now
I'm makin plans now
Cocaine
Alcohol
Lady-lay
Withdrawal
Keep it comin in a world that's blown up wild
Keep it comin in a world that's bred her style
We're all runnin from the goose she's high on cocaine
There's a noose swimmin right between her legs to her brain
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
We're all in need of a superhuman woman now
So rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Throw the rope around her neck and get the show on the road
What's she thinking
She'll never get enough
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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These Days Don't Mean Dust To Me
(For a certain shade of artist)
While caged in blue, I ponder.
I simply cannot embrace the common,
The 9 to 5 hamster wheel,
Nor night's dim lit lovers.
I wake, I search,
Coffee, glasses, and an outdated paper.
The day governs me like most
Until the point of the Inspiration's arrival.
These days don't mean dust to me,
Soon I too will be swept under the carpet
Of green growing nature.
With no words, no lines, or poems,
And my headstone will be a detour sign to guide the Inspiration
To the doorstep of the next prisoner of blue.
Copyright ©2008 John Carroll Walls
poem by John Walls
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The Weird Al Show Theme
Oh, this is a story bout a guy named al
And he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal
But the sanitation workers really didnt approve
So he packed up his accordion and had to move
To a city in ohio where he lived in a tree
And he worked in a nasal decongestant factory
And he played on the company bowling team
And every single night he had a strange recurring dream
Where he was wearing lederhose in a vat of sour cream
But thats really not important to the story
Well, the very next year he met a dental hygienist
With a spatula tatooed on her arm (on her arm)
But he didnt keep in touch
And he lost her number
Then he got himself a job on a tator tot farm
And he spent his life-savings on a split-level cave
Twenty miles below the surface of the earth (of the earth)
And he really makes a might fine jelly bean and pickle sandwich
For what its worth
Then one day al was in the forest trying to get a tan
When he heard the tortured screaming of a funny little man
He was caught in a beart trap and al set him free
And the guy that he rescued was grateful as could be
And it turns out hes a big-shot producer on tv
So he gives al a contract and whaddya know
Now hes got his very own weird al show
(much unintelligeable talking and yelling)
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth
All animals have a brain,
Some strong some weak,
There's the vicious or meek,
Some truly unique,
Yet we treat them with total disdain.
As partners they're great,
Either Dog or Cat,
A nice Hamster or Rat,
They come thin or fat,
Positivity is what they create.
They give us love and affection,
Help us to thrive,
They fight to survive,
Keep us alive
Like us they're a diverse collection.
They do sustain the Human race,
Yet we treat them cruel,
Some we ridicule,
That's the act of a fool,
Our behaviour can be a disgrace.
Animals are just like you and I,
They suffer depression,
Yes show aggression,
They make an impression,
As they live they also die.
I think now is the time to ponder,
None of us are superior,
Animals are not inferior,
They've the same interior,
Their viability we mustn't squander.
Does Gods Heaven really exist?
Will animals gain entry?
Waltz past the sentry,
Be classed as life's gentry,
While us Humans are readily dismissed,
Of compassion for animals there is a dearth,
So we'd better beware,
Unless we take care,
We'll be facing despair,
For,
‘' The Meek Shall Inherit The Earth ‘'
You Make Me
You make me wanna slam my head against the wall
You make me do the limbo
You make me wanna buy a slurpee at the mall
You make me watch the gong show
Theres really something kinda strange about you, baby, but I cant exactly seem to put my finger on it
You make me
You make me
You make me
Thats what you do to me
You make me wanna hide a weasel in my shorts
You make me wanna phone home
You make me wanna write a dozen book reports
Then pack myself in styrofoam
Sometimes you make me want to build a model of the eiffel tower out of belgian waffles
You make me
You make me
You make me
Thats what you do to me
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what, what you do to me
You make me wanna hang out in a trailer park
Then take my hamster to the beach
You make me wanna do my laundry in the dark
And use a recommended bleach
When Im with you I dont know whether I should study neurosurgery or go to see the care bears movie
You make me
You make me
You make me
Thats what you do to me
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what, what you do to me
Thats what you do to me
Thats what you do to me
Thats what you do to me
You make me wanna break the laws of time and space
You make me wanna eat pork
You make me wanna staple bagels to my face
Then remove em with a pitchfork
You know theres something quite unusual about you but I cant exactly seem to put my finger on it
You make me
You make me
You make me
Thats what you do to me
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what, what you do to me
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do-do-do-do-do to me
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do
(you make me) thats what you do to me
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Fireflies and Summer Nights
At ten I caught fireflies
in the Chicago night
cupping them in my hands
giving them to you
where we watched them
twinkle away
above us
indistinguishable from the stars.
The next day you took me
to see the butterflies
land
to drink the Flower's Ambrosia-
their wings gently swaying.
My hamster got to know you on sight
and squealed when you snuck into my room;
you would feed him sunflower seeds;
he took them staring
lovingly at you.
That summer
on your grandparents farm
you showed me how to position a horseshoe
for each nail driven;
where each day we rode the fences
counting the cows
to be sure
no one was missing.
We were a little family then
boy and girl
mare and stallion
clopping along
by the little brook
coming back
each day
sitting supper.
One day your
grandfather whispered to me
'Did you kiss her yet? '
I stammered and didn't answer
and he said
'Well what are you waiting for?
I know my granddaughter
just like her grandmother
she'd like a little kiss.'
Down state Illinois had fireflies too
and I punched holes in the top of a peanut butter jar
with 25 fireflies inside
who illuminated that first kiss-
yours and mine;
when the jar lid came open
the fireflies flew
some landing in your hair
twinkling and blinking.
I took them out one by one
setting them free
my face close to your face
and I kissed you again
pressing close
an
Eternal Memory
Now
and
Then.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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