Eating the hamburger alone
i tried eating a big
McDonald hamburger once
since i was too hungry then
after a hard day's work
and as i was bent on saving
lots of money for myself
i did not invite anybody
to eat with me
that will be an unnecessary expense
treating another lazy friend
or relative
i had my order laid on my table
took my big bite
sipped my ice cold Nestea
feasted my eyes on the garden
beyond the glass windows
but then
the hamburger tasted sour
in my throat down to my tummy
and despite its shorter consumption
i was still hungry
in fact hungrier than before
my head was empty
and my body floated
among the other bodies
inside the cold mall...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mr. Big Toe Goes To The Window
Mr. Big Toe, Mr. Big Toe wouldn’t you know,
drives up to the take out window.
He orders a burger with Hamburger Help hand by his side,
they were driving around town having a fun time.
Then Mr. Big Toe gets really stuffed,
now he is in a big grumpy gruff.
He tells Mrs. Hamburger Helper to get out of his truck.
Mrs.Hamburger Helper say’s _______ off!
They realize they were not meant to be,
Hamburger Helper hand doesn’t smell that pretty.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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He keeps his beef between the two buns,
Away from the hungry eyes of nuns,
Hamburger is his pride,
He's fully satisfied,
His blood is thick, but his heart still runs.
quote by by Marius Alexandru (4 April 2021)
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For our first date, I made Ryan Hamburger Helper, which is basically what I grew up on. I make my own version of it now, with macaroni and cheese and hamburger meat. And the kids - it's their favorite dinner.
quote by Reese Witherspoon
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Bob Says
Bob says the harder I work the luckier I seem to get
And do not tell me there is not money in the loss of human sweat
If I did not work as hard less money I would have for to spend
The wealthy one has lots of mates but the pauper does not have a friend.
Bob says my neighbour Freddy he does like to complain
He only works three days a week and though to him I try to explain
Had he got another part time job how much better off he would be
But he just likes to have his whinge he does not listen to me.
Hard work doesn't seem to bother Bob the harder I work he say
The more money I always make life seems to be that way
One would have to become very lucky to become a lotto millionaire
And those who come by money in the easy way to say the least are rare.
Bob says the harder I work the wealthier I seem to grow
Were I a lazy fellow I would not have much to show
For the opportunities I've been granted for the betterment of myself, my children and my wife
The work shy and lazy person never will succeed in life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Dog Love
I love
My dog
Very much...
My dog
Also love me...
How much i don't no..? !
One day
After noon
I feel very hungry
So,
I eat the food
My dog
Kindly
Come and
See my eating;
Sudeenley the dog
Bite my ear...? !
My hungry was
Gone...
Angry was
Come with me!
My dog silintely
Sit on the floor...!
Watch me lovingely
This is bite or love? !
I don't no
But;
It is also
Dog love...!
Bite injury and
Bleeding will
Bee free...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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A Round Table
we have this round table
and we put all our hands
on it when we eat and
drink and just talk for
hours and hours and
listen. And we ask what
is happening: Karding
broke a leg and Delia
is looking for the money.
Always it is the money.
Always she is short of
the money. And there
were jewelries hanging
on her neck and arms
and fingers, and we all
ask at this round table:
what is happening?
Nothing, don't mind at
all, this is just a part of
the round table, some
wine glass that broke
and must be swept at
once. We keep away the
sound of a crying pig.
We eat pigs here at this
round table. Then we shifted
the talk about our dead
parents. We pray. We
remember we keep on
saying this. We finish eating
the pig. We drink a very
cold water. Our throats
are irritated and we step
out of the room wanting
to pull away our tongues.
when we come back the
round table is empty.
and we laugh about a
joke that we remember.
our childhood games
the river, and the boat
that father made for us.
we turn off the tv and we
begin to talk about the
beautiful flowers in mother's
old garden, the secret one.
we agree. we miss it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One For The Money
Ive seen you standing there stunned in the spotlight
Ive seen the sweat streak the pain on your face
Cause youre caught like a clown in a circle of strangers
Who do you screw to get out of this place
Chorus:
Its one for the money
And too far to go
Three fingers of whiskey
Just for the soul
That lady youre pleasin
Is hungry and cold
Dont look in her eyes
Youll see what you sold
Too many bodies in too many bars
Too many feelings are fallin behind
Cause youre easy to fool when youre lost in the stars
Shoot out that spotlight before you go blind
Chorus:
Its one for the money
And too far to go
Three fingers of whiskey
Just for the soul
That lady youre pleasin
Is hungry and cold
Dont look in her eyes
Youll see what you sold
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Mum And Dad's Silly Sayings
If you keep looking that way your face will stay,
Said my mum when I pulled a face one day;
What made her say it, how could it be?
It seemed so very silly, would it happen to me?
I have eyes in the back of my head, was it true?
So my sister searched for them, but no can do,
Where would a second pair of eyes ever be?
No, we couldn't find them, wasn't that funny?
I think of another saying she said to us three,
When we asked for her to give us some money;
Do you think, that I'm rich, or money grows on the tree?
So why would she say that, we never ever did see.
There was another one, when we asked how they met,
Was told in the cabbage patch, but was she a bug or a pet?
And then dad said to our surprise, we met in when in the cot,
But when we asked them how, it seemed to put them in a spot.
So! Why do parents go on with such talk, it doesn't make sense,
Like if we wanted take away,, let's do window shopping it's no expense;
But looking and not buying never filled us at all, we still were hungry,
And when we asked again and said I'm hungry, she'd say hello hungry.
I glad I don't go on like my mother and my dad,
The silly and ridiculous sayings, sure made me mad;
How could they say them, when they were not real,
Mum's say we are stupid, and don't care how we feel.
poem by Margaret Haig
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If it's flipping hamburgers at McDonald's, be the best hamburger flipper in the world. Whatever it is you do you have to master your craft.
quote by Snoop Dogg
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Hungry Eyes
Hungry eyes
Ive been meaning to tell you
Ive got this feelin that wont subside
I look at you and I fantasize
You are mine tonight
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and i
I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what loves all about
Darlin tonight
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you
And Ive got hungry eyes
Now Ive got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
Ive got hungry eyes
One look at you and I cant disguise
Ive got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you
And Ive got hungry eyes
Now Ive got you in my sights
With those hungry eyes
Did I take you by surprise
With my hungry eyes
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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I had been hungry all the years
I had been hungry all the years-
My noon had come, to dine-
I, trembling, drew the table near
And touched the curious wine.
'T was this on tables I had seen
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own.
I did not know the ample bread,
'T was so unlike the crumb
The birds and I had often shared
In Nature's dining-room.
The plenty hurt me, 't was so new,--
Myself felt ill and odd,
As berry of a mountain bush
Transplanted to the road.
Nor was I hungry; so I found
That hunger was a way
Of persons outside windows,
The entering takes away.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Hunger Strike
Temple Of The Dog) (New Castle, United Kingdom, 2/22/92)
I don't mind...
>From the mouth of decadence...
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled...
But it's on the table, the fire's cookin'...
And the starvin' babies, and the slaves are out workin'...
But it's on the table, the mouths are chokin'...
But I'm goin' hungry...I'm goin' hungry...
I'm goin' hungry...I'm goin' hungry
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Out In The Cold
The day fell down, the air got cold
I walked out in the street
Daydreamed for a mil e or two
Staring at my feet
Like a workin boy, out of luck
Fallin through the cracks
Night rolled in, I turned back home
A hard wind at my back
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Th eres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Well I woke up
My brain was stunned
I could come around
I reached out to grab my keys
Tumbled to the ground
I thought of you
Starry eyed
I wondered where we stand
Did I just fall from your arms
Down into your hands
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Theres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Im out
Standin in a doorway
Im out
Walkin around
Hands in my pockets
Im out in the cold (out in the cold)
Body and soul (out in the cold)
Theres nowhere to go (out in the cold)
Im out in the cold (o ut in the cold)
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Grey Windows...
grey windows, grey buildings,
grey streets, grey skies...
grey figures staring,
grey deals are done!
manipulate gas prices,
manipulate food...
manipulate the economy,
manipulate the election.
right and wrong,
never thought of.
hungry mouths and desperation.
win the war,
never raise a gun,
bodies strewn everywhere!
money makes gods,
without conscience or morals.
human lives just tokens,
that buy trinkets for demons!
flag draped caskets,
the stink of money overwhelms.
while patriots dig graves,
for their mothers and sisters.
right and wrong,
never thought of.
hungry mouths and desperation.
pick a President,
who'll stand silent,
as birds of prey pick the bodies!
grey windows...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Give Me Something
The food is cold
Your eyes are cold
The windows cold
The beds cold
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me something thats not cold, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
The chairs hard
Your voice is hard
The moneys hard
The livings hard
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me something thats not hard, come on, come on
Give me, give me, give me
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh
Its not very much but while its there
You can have it, you can have it
song performed by by Lennon John
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Give Me Something
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
Oh-oh! oh-oh!
The food is cold,
Your eyes are cold,
The windows cold,
The beds cold.
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Cold, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
The chairs hard,
Your voice is hard,
The moneys hard,
The livings hard.
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me something thats not
Hard, come on, come on, come on!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Give me - ah!
Ill give you my heartbeat
And a bit of tear and flesh.
Its not very much but while its there,
You can have it,
You can have it.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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A Note For My God
A cold coke is wonderful on a hot day
French fries go so well with a hamburger
In the swimming pool is where I want to stay
During the hot days
poem by Aldo Kraas
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A Note To My God
A cold coke is wonderful on a hot day
French fries go so well with a hamburger
In the swimming pool is where I want to stay
During the hot days
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Kentucky Fried Blues
I got no time to eat
I got no time to sleep
I got a truck full of stuff
Shouldve been there last week
Ive been livin in truck stops
My body feels used
Got the hamburger thats right, yeah
The kentucky fried blues
Flyin high in my cab
Got my foot on the gas
Got to get there tonight
Showin nothin but a pass
Tired of livin in truck stops, have mercy
My body feels used
Got the hamburger, thats right, yeah
Kentucky fried blues
Even in the fast lane
Seems to slow down my brain
Got one hell of a deadline
Riggers do not complain
Tired of livin in truck stops
Lord my body feels used
Got the hamburger thats right yeah, yeah, yeah
Kentucky fried blues.
Words and music by dan mccafferty, manny charlton, pete agnew
And darrell sweet
(copyright 1977 mtb music,inc. for u.s.a. and canada)
(copyright 1977 nazsongs/panache music ltd. for the rest of the world)
International copyright secured
All rights reserved.
song performed by by Nazareth
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