Those Ingrates.....
as guests the welcome is made
after the roasted chicken and
the rice, come the fruits on
a silver tray and the cups of
red wine,
the conversations link from past
to present,
laughter decorates the veranda of
the house
glasses clink and the sound of
happy sipping pleases all
ears
music is played, and a bed is
offered for the night's sleep
they left two days after and it
was perfect free accommodation
and entertainment for them all
they said when you come to their
place, just make a call,
and indeed on that sunny month of
May where you want to make merry
you come to their place and make
a call,
their cellphones are off, or that
they cannot be reached, or that
the lines are busy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Entertainment
Theres been another assassination
T.v. cameras moving in.
To shoot the bloodstains on the pavement
And get them on the news at ten.
Will he live or will he die, before we go on the air?
Yes, the networks are all there, in the name of
Entertainment.
Superstar psycho, from a killer to a hero,
An overnight sensation on the lips of all the nation
Is he mad or is he sane? it makes for good conversation
I call it suffering and pain, but they call it entertainment
Sex violence murder and rape. (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you came for, thats what you pay for.
Entertainment, entertainment.
They call it entertainment
Inform us, educate us with your media machine
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment.
Real life for entertainment,
Cheapens my reality,
So that hollywood can make it into another b movie
The vultures get the rating and the people get the thrills
But the victims always pay, I guess they always will.
Sex violence murder and rape (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you want, thats what they need,
Thats what you came for, thats what your paying for.
They call it entertainment (call it entertainment)
Inform us, educate us with your media machine,
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment, entertainment.
song performed by by Kinks
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What Can Make You Happy?
Are you happy right now or sad?
Are you bitter about your present condition?
You wonder what is wrong with your life
You wonder why others are happy
And question why some are so sad
Are happy people born that way?
Or happiness is a state of mind
What can make you happy?
Will having more money make you happy?
How much money do you need to make you happy?
If you are single and not happy!
Will having a new lover make you happy?
Will getting married make you happy?
If you are married, and not happy!
Will having more children make you happy?
Will sleeping with other people make you happy?
If you are a professional and not happy!
Will changing your profession make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will getting drunk everyday make you happy?
Will taking a new drug make you happy?
Will buying a new car make you happy?
What can make you happy?
Will moving to a bigger house make you happy?
Will been promoted at work make you happy?
Will been the head of your organization
Make you happy
What can make you happy?
Always remember that what makes
You happy can make the others sad
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Mamma's Baked Chicken And Rice
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW SPECIAL AND NICE
I FELT ABOUT MAMMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE
BUT FOR ME AT THE TIME IT WAS BEYOND PRICE
EVERY DAY MAMMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE
WHEN I WAS SICK AND NEEDED YOUR CARE
WITHOUT GATTING A LASH CHICKEN AND RICE WAS THERE
THE DOCTORS TOLD YOU BLAND, AND THAT WAS FINE BY ME
CHICKEN AND RICE MADE BLAND SPECIAL FOR ALL TO SEE
AT FIRST AFTER DAY'S OF HAVING THIS SERVED TO ME
I WAS PISSED AS HELL TILL I HAD A TALK WITH MY BUDDY
EVERY DAY HE'D COME OVER TO GET ME TO PLAY
AND HE'D SEE ME FINISHING MY CHICKEN AND RICE EVERY DAY
HE SAID THAT YOUR MOMMA MUST REALLY LOVE YOU
SHE MAKES THAT EVERY DAY, AND ON THE WEEK ENDS TO
SHE GOES IT SO QUICKLY AND IT SMELLS SO GOOD
YOUR MOMMA MUST REALLY LOVE, I WISH MY MOMMY WOULD
I LOOKED AT MY BUDDY AND SAW IN HIS FACE
THE TRUTH AND THE HONESTY ALL PLAIN IN PLACE
AND FROM THAT DAY FORWARD I SMILED WHUEN I HEARD
MY MOM CALL MY NAME TO COME EAT THOSE THREE WORDS
CHICKEN AND RICE, CHICKEN AND RICE I SAY
MY MOM MADE THE BEST, IN HER OWN SPECIAL WAY
WHEN EVER I AM FEELING WSPECIALLY NICE
I WOULD ALWAYS FIND AN EXCUSE TO HAVE CHICKEN AND RICE
SO MOMMA, YOU NEEDED TO JUST HERE ME SAY
I APPRECIATE THE LOVE THAT YOU GIVE ME EVERY DAY
AND THOUGH IT MAY SEEM LIKE I AM BEING UNKIND
IF SO, I'M JUST BEING FOOLISH AND MANIPULATIVE THAT TIME
YOU ALWAYS COULD BRING OUT THE BABY IN ME
AND FOR THAT AND THE CARING THIS POEM YOU DID SEED
THANK YOU MOM, DEAR LADY FOR ALL OF THE ABOVE
AND THE CHICKEN AND RICE AND THESE MEMORIES OF LOVE
poem by Talile Ali
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MAMMA'S BAKED CHICKEN AND RICE...by Talile Ali
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW SPECIAL AND NICE
I FELT ABOUT MAMMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE
BUT FOR ME AT THE TIME IT WAS BEYOND PRICE
EVERY DAY MAMMA'S CHICKEN AND RICE
WHEN I WAS SICK AND NEEDED YOUR CARE
WITHOUT GATTING A LASH CHICKEN AND RICE WAS THERE
THE DOCTORS TOLD YOU BLAND, AND THAT WAS FINE BY ME
CHICKEN AND RICE MADE BLAND SPECIAL FOR ALL TO SEE
AT FIRST AFTER DAY'S OF HAVING THIS SERVED TO ME
I WAS PISSED AS HELL TILL I HAD A TALK WITH MY BUDDY
EVERY DAY HE'D COME OVER TO GET ME TO PLAY
AND HE'D SEE ME FINISHING MY CHICKEN AND RICE EVERY DAY
HE SAID THAT YOUR MOMMA MUST REALLY LOVE YOU
SHE MAKES THAT EVERY DAY, AND ON THE WEEK ENDS TO
SHE GOES IT SO QUICKLY AND IT SMELLS SO GOOD
YOUR MOMMA MUST REALLY LOVE, I WISH MY MOMMY WOULD
I LOOKED AT MY BUDDY AND SAW IN HIS FACE
THE TRUTH AND THE HONESTY ALL PLAIN IN PLACE
AND FROM THAT DAY FORWARD I SMILED WHUEN I HEARD
MY MOM CALL MY NAME TO COME EAT THOSE THREE WORDS
CHICKEN AND RICE, CHICKEN AND RICE I SAY
MY MOM MADE THE BEST, IN HER OWN SPECIAL WAY
WHEN EVER I AM FEELING WSPECIALLY NICE
I WOULD ALWAYS FIND AN EXCUSE TO HAVE CHICKEN AND RICE
SO MOMMA, YOU NEEDED TO JUST HERE ME SAY
I APPRECIATE THE LOVE THAT YOU GIVE ME EVERY DAY
AND THOUGH IT MAY SEEM LIKE I AM BEING UNKIND
IF SO, I'M JUST BEING FOOLISH AND MANIPULATIVE THAT TIME
YOU ALWAYS COULD BRING OUT THE BABY IN ME
AND FOR THAT AND THE CARING THIS POEM YOU DID SEED
THANK YOU MOM, DEAR LADY FOR ALL OF THE ABOVE
AND THE CHICKEN AND RICE AND THESE MEMORIES OF LOVE
poem by Talile Ali
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Let get laughter way out of yourself
Let get laughter way out of yourself
Make the happy sound awake
Laughter magic and enchanting
Don't sustain it in your soul
Let yourself go into joy
May it help forever
People from wherever
Getting circled together
Laughter can be a kind of help
A worthy enemy to distress
Rise this laughter so dear
To be heard by human ears
Make it go on around the world
Little chuckles happy giggles
So many ways of laughing
Don't fear the others comment
Let laughter way out of yourself
Be assured laughter is magic
Open your heart to this very
Very special kind of sound
Let get laughter way out of yourself
Make the happy sound awake
(Switzerland)
(Sitzerland)
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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U&u&me
Let's get to know each other better
In a special way
I think about you, baby
Each night and day
But you're always hanging out
With the girl next door
You do each other's makeup
And so much more
Friday slumber parties
When your parents are gone
I think about you girls
How we can get it on
(chorus)
U & u & me
Together we make three
In perfect harmony
Just u & u & me
U & u & me
Together we make three
A perfect fantasy
Just u & u & me
U & u & me
Together we make three
When i think about you girls
It makes me feel so fine
And when i call you on the phone
I need the party line
Playing spin the bottle
Kisses sweet as wine
I must've won the lotto
To hit you and you and i
(chorus 2x)
Listen girl
When you kiss me
On my mouth
And down my neck
All at the same time
When you both whisper different things
Into different ears
I can't try to pretend girlfriends
U & u & me
Together we make three, whoa
U & u & me
Together we make three, whoa
(chorus 2x)
U & u & me
Together we make three
U & u & me
Together we make three
U & u & me
song performed by by 2gether
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U U Me
Lets get to know each other better
In a special way
I think about you, baby
Each night and day
But youre always hanging out
With the girl next door
You do each others makeup
And so much more
Friday slumber parties
When your parents are gone
I think about you girls
How we can get it on
(chorus)
U & u & me
Together we make three
In perfect harmony
Just u & u & me
U & u & me
Together we make three
A perfect fantasy
Just u & u & me
U & u & me
Together we make three
When I think about you girls
It makes me feel so fine
And when I call you on the phone
I need the party line
Playing spin the bottle
Kisses sweet as wine
I mustve won the lotto
To hit you and you and i
(chorus 2x)
Listen girl
When you kiss me
On my mouth
And down my neck
All at the same time
When you both whisper different things
Into different ears
I cant try to pretend girlfriends
U & u & me
Together we make three, whoa
U & u & me
Together we make three, whoa
(chorus 2x)
U & u & me
Together we make three
U & u & me
Together we make three
U & u & me
song performed by by 2gether
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My fault
I'm not sure what has changed me,
but I have.....
Ideas that have been set into my soul,
no longer grow.
I don't care if my house is clean,
I don't care if its someone to please,
I'm not mean, Life to me, a tease.
The importance I place,
living a life of no disgrace.
No material thing can make me happy,
what I really want is sappy.
Take me to a place full of nature,
show me things I've never seen,
can I do this...if all I do is clean?
Where do we place our boundaries?
Then ask why?
Life is a beautiful source of happiness,
I've tried to conform, I've tried to be perfect....
but in this world...
there is no such thing. I want to do things
that make my soul
SING! ! !
This is my fault,
probably why I soar alone, I'm not needing
a place to call home! ! !
I'm guess I'm just better off
when I roam! !
Make Me
Tell me why after all this time is the light hiding in your eyes
Do I see promises never made or is it just a sweet surprise
(chorus)
Make me high ~ make me low
Make it stop or come on let the damn thing go
I am hanging on your heart
Make me love or fall apart
Come on make me
Talk to me tell me now tell me true
Tell me what you wanna do
Are we gonna go on one by one or do we go two by two
(chorus)
I need a place to lay my head
And take your wine onto my tongue
Pick me up and shake me shake me down
I need your heart to hear my song
Hold me now ~ see by me
Or let me go ~ open up your hand and set me free
Like a dandelion ~ like a hitcher on the wind
Set me free again set me free again
Set me free free free again
(chorus)
Make me fly ~ make me fall
Make me everything or make me nothing at all
I am hanging on your heart
Make me love or fall apart
Come on make me
song performed by by Heart
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The Faith Of Abundance...
I DO NOT question this universe
about how poverty arises,
I do not have exclamations for
the system,
I LIVE here and I breathe
each molecule of air,
I am sent, and I am
situated, this place, I have
received and I have not worked
for what i am surrounded
THIS OPULENCE, this
body, this mind,
THESE ARE ALL given
I HAVE NO investment,
i am a fact, and there are theorems,
i am here,
I WATCH, I LISTEN A lot
i sleep and wake up and the table of the world is ready
the house opens its windows
and so are the doors
My feet are taking me to the river
my hands bathe me
The trees shade me
and the ripe fruits fall beside me
I have cooked rice within my reach
I have roasted chicken on my hand
ALL GOD GIVEN
I AM THE CHILD OF GOD
and I HAVE not worked at all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Last night I had a dream
Last night i had a dream
a dream about a future
a future that i had buried
deep within
A dream that made me wonder
how deep is that burial place
within me
Last night i had a dream
a dream about a past
a past that my memory
refuses to name.
Dug up by another name from
that very past
Last night i had a dream
a dream about the present
a present that i choose to
live in oblivion off.
a present with hurt, betrayal
pain and sadness
A present that however hard
i run away from shackles
me to my past and my future
chains, which i am unable to
break free from
which tie me down and make me who and what i am
Last night i had a dream
do i wish to wake up and
face reality.
are not the dream and the reality
one and the same.
Last night i had a dream
a dream or was i awake
finally.
poem by Jasveen Ahluwalia
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A Night Like This
(r. stewart)
Sixteen years old, looking for a hideaway
Im a set designer, my mum and dad
Thinking Im gay
Im a lazy bugger, but I like my sport
Like girls and music, Im happy, happy sort
(of a guy)
But theres one thing Im lacking
Its sexual experience
So I ask you, my sweetheart
Save me from this wilderness
Ive dreamed, honey, of a night like this
Where I come from, love is
Just a hole in the wall
And the steel mills ring out and generations
Heed the call
And the rain never stops and the skies are grey
And the chance of romance
Slim as a bright sunny day
This is partly the reason
Im so overwhelmed and shy
Because your beauty, by contrast
Is gonna make a young man cry
Ive dreamed, honey, of a night like this
Ive schemed, honey, of a night like this
You dont know what it means to a boy from
A suburban home
To be left with a woman like you
Completely alone
Ive dreamed, honey, of a night like this
Nice place youve got here, babe
Never seen a house like this
Pool like an ocean, bed like a football pitch
All the guys at the boozer, wont believe my luck
But it couldnt have happened to a nicer bloke
(than me)
So here we are, the records
Gotten stuck in the groove
My knees are trembling, cmon baby, make a move
Ive dreamed, honey, of a night like this
Ive schemed, honey, of a night like this
Ive dreamed, Ive schemed, honey
Of a night like this
Ive dreamed, honey, of a night like this
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Death of My Childhood Place
I miss the place so much
where I could climb trees
ate star apples and green mangoes
from fruit trees near our house
bath in the river
made a raft
out from banana or bamboo trunk
go boating with my brother
and enjoyed swimming in the river
Where we made a makeshift dam
got some catfish
or played with the tadpoles
and shooed away the frogs
and on rainy day
played with my childhood friend
creating pots and anything from the mud
forming clay vases and figurines
and enjoy the drizzles of the rain
But father sold the place
and we moved to an urban zone
where trees don’t bear fruits
and fruits are not on trees but in groceries.
and clays are beneath the cemented road
and during rainy days
people will not go out
and everyone seems so busy on
their business and their job
so in grief of my childhood place
and gone with it is my childhood stage
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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I Cant Take It
Words and music by robin zander
Well I saw you today and realized
How I missed my peace of mind
I feel your breath in my ear
But late at night its you I always think about
That little girl inside of you I once knew
I should have known better
Still the smell of you was on my face
But you were too busy
To notice me last night
Now I cant take it alone
I cant make it alone
I cant take it
I cant make it alone
Oh no, oo, oh no
Then I tell myself Ill put you down
Dont wanna see your face around
Dont call me up anymore
When I hear your voice its in my ear
Youre kissin on the phone
It makes it all come clear
Now I cant take it alone
I cant make it alone
I cant take it
I cant make it alone
Oh no, oh, oh no
I try to tell myself
Dont need you anymore
Dont want you hangin around my door, oh no
Now I cant take it alone
I cant make it alone
I cant take it alone
I cant make it alone
I cant take it alone
I cant make it alone
If its wrong or right
I cant take it, I cant make it alone
You know how I tried
I cant take it, I cant make it alone
I try tell myself dont need you anymore
I cant take it alone, I cant make it alone
Oh baby, my pretty baby
I cant take it alone, I cant make it alone
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Laughter - Laughter
LAUGHTER - LAUGHTER
laughter - laughter here I come
to make my friend smile and calm
jump and jump to the left to the right
thru the day time and night
laughter - laughter here I am
to make true all the sweetest dreams
like my friend always has in sleep
thru the very beautiful night
that will never skip
laughter - laughter here we are
my friend and I are blab - blab - blab
and we are happy and careless
cause the better future are waiting for us
laughter - laughter, who are you?
WHAT! you don't recognize me?
I am sorry, I thought I know you
but just let it be
because a real friendship doesn't care who we are
(build a strong good friendship among us)
poem by Juahta Sitepu
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Roots Of Creation
One two three four!
Pull up here honey, if ya got a pussy and
Shake your ass like your ready to sing
Well, something muy high
Something muy low
When me ready limo then they follow me home like a
Roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
I pull up my hands and I look at my feet
The reggae music make me sound so sweet
Cause we play it morning evening and all of the day
It's the sweet kinda music makes me feel O.K.
The roots of creation
Said I am living in a plastic nation
I pull up my hat
My coat is so wide
Sometimes, sometimes I feel so high
But all the time I feel airie
I feel airie when I'm down with the scene called
Roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
One more time!
Well, pull up here honey like you got limbo
Well pull up your fingers like you're ready to go
Give me
Give me something high
Give me something slow
Give me something I can use
Give me something I can know
Your the body and the mind one
Part of soul or two
I feel a different person to be a different place
I'm living in a different place
Sometime I feel although its fin
Pull up your style make it sound so fine
With ah
Pull up hands with me
Roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
A pull up sound with Mike Happoldt at my left
I got Eric at my right
We rock the reggae music every day and night
We rock the reggae music say it's right on time
Cause you're down with the music that they call Sublime
I'm living in a different nation
Reggae style again!
Gonna win me back gonna feel so fine
Bring me down to the place so right
We rock the music so late at night
With a guitar pick in my hand
What amounts to make me a man
Me help a little girl like this
Called the roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
I pull up my hand, left pocket
Do the music, make me say me feel it
Read me on rights and me know me are wrong
Me am a white boy but I sing a reggae song
Called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
My hands are high
My ink is dry
My love for you, it will never die
Say me love you till me will testify
Me love the music make me feel so high
Song called roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
Oh in a plastic nation
Such a boring station... a boring
One more time!
Pull up here honey if you got limbo
Pull it up make it up bounce I don't want it to be slow
I wanna make it sound right
I wanna make it sound strong
Give me kind of music make you rock all night
Like a roots of creation
I am living in a boring nation
So cheer up my life
Cheer up my life
Take out the trouble
Take out take out the strife
Give me some music make it sound so nice
Give me kinda music make we wanna singa song twice
Like roots of creation
I am living in a plastic nation
I pull up my hand
My seat is wobbly
Pull up your hands and it sounds like this
Cause I like my beer dry
Drink the gin and the gin
Love the kinda drink ya know make me sick
Me don't feel no nice but likewise
Make me drink gin like wine twice
I only make me feel so sadder, aya!
song performed by by Sublime
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Good Ole Days
I work my job all the way to the weekend
Call all my buddies, ask where you been
Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock
Wanna pop a top, pop a top
Wann go, wanna roll, wanna rock it
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
That's right,
Let's make some good ole days tonight
Hey, baby, what's the chance you dancing with me?
Been watching you all night
Like what I see
That big old moon is shining down from above
You know it's stirring up magic stuff
This could be the night we fall in love
Chorus
Ice cold, wild free
Night's young for you and me
Let's do something that we'd never dare
Something we'll be talking about in our rockin chair
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
Hey, hey let's make some good ole days
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Where I Wanna Be
Talking all the talk that makes me feel strong
Going all the places where smiles greet me
Cant get it through my head
That I did nothing wrong
It would be easier if I had myself to blame
But its pouring rain under my umbrella
Chorus:
I tried walking around,
round these streets by myself
Said pretty girl dont look down
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
And still I cant make him see
And I cant call this life my own
Cause Im not where I want to be
Going out with the girls on a saturday night
Reaching out to strangers
So I dont feel deeply moved
Yeah theyre my friends and I like them alright
But they cant do the things that we used to do
So Ive got to say that I miss you baby
Chorus
Its amazing how one little broken heart
Can radiate so much pain
Some guy looked at me and then he turned away
Saw my eyes sayin I will never fall again
Dont look down
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
Still I cant make him see
I cant call my life my own
Cause Im not where I want to be
I tried walking around,
By myself
Said pretty girl dont look down
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
Still I cant make him see
I cant call this life my own
Cause Im not where I want to be
round these streets by myself
Said pretty girl dont look down
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
And still I cant make him see
I cant call this life my own
Cause Im not where I want to be
No, Im not where I want to be
Oh noo, no no
No, Im not where I want to be
No, Im not where I want to be
Oh no, Im not where I want to be
No, Im not where I want to be
No, Im not where I want to be
No no, Im not where I want to be
I tried walking around,
round these streets by myself
Said pretty girl dont look down
But I could look no place else
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
And still I cant make him see
And I cant call this life my own
Cause Im not where I want to be
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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The Garden Party
The bright sun is shining down
On the party guests milling around.
Everyone has gathered on the stripy green lawn,
Which, by the gardener, has recently been shorn.
Garden parties are always such a pleasure.
A lovely way to spend a few hours of leisure.
The guests gather round in small mixed groups.
Periodically, there’s the sound of laughter or whoops.
Some people sit and relax in recliner chairs,
As the soft sound of music fills the balmy air.
The guests are soon engaged in different conversations,
Exchanging a mixture of interesting and trifling information.
With each other, the guests chat and make new friends.
Those who may have previously squabbled make amends.
The ladies wear pretty, summery, floaty dresses.
Sporting a variety of beautifully dressed tresses.
A trestle table covered in a red gingham tablecloth,
Holds a variety of inviting food and drink aloft.
There’s a selection of sandwiches: cheese, tuna and ham,
And fresh scones with clotted cream and strawberry jam.
There’s roast chicken legs, pies and mini sausage rolls,
And salad items are laid out in brightly coloured bowls.
There are cocktail sausages and cubes of cheese on sticks.
Of finger food, there really is quite an eclectic mix.
The ladies, who are on diets, needlessly quibble,
Over whether or not, at the food, they should nibble.
There’s everyone’s favourite drink, Pimms and lemonade,
And, a large pitcher of alcoholic punch, freshly home-made.
At the bottom of the garden, children play by the old oak,
And there’s shrills of laughter, as they all share a joke.
From a tiny tot, there are joyful cries,
As she chases after pretty butterflies.
A toast to their hosts, the guests propose,
As the party finally draws to a close.
It’s been an enjoyable and successful day,
And now, all that is left to do is clear away.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Christmas future is far away
Christmas past is past
Christmas present is here today
Bringing joy that will last
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on our troubles
Will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little christmas
Make the yuletide gay
From now on your troubles
Will be miles away
Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more
Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little christmas now
song performed by by Carpenters
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