To The Fourth Year Class Preparing For The Major Exams
we are all dead
tired and we are trying to
cope up with each
page and fine prints
of political law
so taxing to the eyes
and so damaging
to our brains,
my dear
class, let us take a
break, we go to
the pizza parlor
order some mugs
of beer and choose
those giant Domino pizzas
with mushrooms,
large tomatoes,
and lots of
shredded mozarella cheese
good luck this sunday.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There better be pizza
When I go that kingdom, high in the sky
When I shed life’s coils, when I lay down to die
When my breath finally leaves me, with a last soft sigh
I’ll go to my reward…and an eternity of hot Pizza pie
I pray that there’s gonna be cheese filled crust
And piles of Pepperoni’s a definite must
I wanna see oceans of melted Mozarella
An’ don’t be getting’ stingy with the olives ‘Big Fella’
Lots of angelic onions, bits of heavenly ham
Could even contain slices of spiritual spam
Some divine diced tomatoes, some holy Swiss cheese
I’ve been real religious Lord, and I’m beggin’ you please
I better see hot cheese abubblin’
I implore you o’ Lord to provide that rapturous smell
Buuuut…There had better be pizza in heaven
Or I’m gonna be raisin’ some hell
poem by David Whalen
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I Am Imitating You
.... let me flatter a friend (or is she.... a foe?)
....i am imitating him. Oh i want a color....red?
or......blue? I'll take something else..........green?
how about trees? apple trees for a background.
how about sighs? for some sounds.
how about... yes.....moans.... lots of moans.....
sex? could you?
.....you are bored and old and.....dying? ....are you?
how about cheese? lots of cheese
oh i love fumodoro tomatoes? lots of sauce.
i love being with you.
I love doing things with you inside the room.
Let me have you.
Please stay.
I still have lots of cheese, and tomatoes,
and apple trees, and reds and greens, and...
sighs.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Downtown Pizza
On Lake Ave. next to the Pelican,
you can have great dishes of Italian.
From pizza’s, subs to Calzones,
they deliver, they bring it to your home.
I have a photo of Razel and Mel,
posing on the counter with a pizza smell.
I have a slice of pizza and a mountain dew,
I watch t.v. and kick off my shoes.
They have signature white pizza with Stromboli meat,
stuffed with lots of cheese, pepperoni, it’s a treat.
Your dog can drink agua outside in a bowl,
while you wait for your order to go.
This is a laid back casual pizza joint,
they make great pizza and Italian dishes,
they won’t disappoint.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on October 13,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Downtown Pizza
On Lake Ave. next to the Pelican,
you can have great dishes of Italian.
From pizza's, subs to Calzones,
they deliver, they bring it to your home.
I have a photo of Razel and Mel,
posing on the counter with a pizza smell.
I have a slice of pizza and a mountain dew,
I watch t.v. and kick off my shoes.
They have signature white pizza with Stromboli meat,
stuffed with lots of cheese, pepperoni, it's a treat.
Your dog can drink agua outside in a bowl,
while you wait for your order to go.
This is a laid back casual pizza joint,
they make great pizza and Italian dishes,
they won't disappoint.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on October 13,2011
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Opportunities
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of -
I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks
My car is parked outside, i'm afraid it doesn't work
I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed
Ask yourself this question: do you want to be rich?
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money
You can tell i'm educated, i studied at the sorbonne
Doctored in mathematics, i could have been a don
I can program a computer, choose the perfect time
If you've got the inclination, i have got the crime
Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know?
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them
I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of -
(aahhhhh) money
(aahhhhh)
(aahhhhh - di du da di da bu di ba)
You can see i'm single-minded, i know what i could be
How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?
I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense
Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense
Let's (got the brains)
Make (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
(let's) you've got the brawn
(make) i've got the brains
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
I've got the brains (got the brains)
You've got the looks (got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (oohh money)
Money
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Pizza Pie
take and give the Pizza pie I like,
place in the plate the Pizza pie that break,
some looks fat but flat, for the Pizza pie
I share is sweet and delicious
one, two three, the Pizza Pie is fine,
the bucket I see is big and small like me,
other is given free and some is for sale
take a little bite, the smooth and sweet
Pizza pie is good for the whole merry day
have you ever broken a Pie that color
green, blue and like chocolate the color is
gray, but with the Pizza Pie I have is good
and tasty and nobody will say, I am not
hungry, come have one for two or three to
make you happy and everyone will always
shout have a happy day
Pizza Pie, Pizza Pie, the flavor of the
season and let everybody taste the Pizza
Pie I made is but as sweet and wonderful
snack for all children that is hungry
Hmmmm it’s yummy, come and join,
taste again the Pizza Pie is free …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Domino
Late last night at a fancy dress ball
I was dancing with all the queens and lords
When a tall and mystic man took me by the hand
And began dancing my eyes away
Domino, domino, domino
Whos the man behind the mask Id like to know
Whos this masquerading lover
I wish I could discover
Domino, domino, domino
I was feeling so dizzy and lame
Was it champagne or really him to blame
Though our faces were disguised
Feelings couldnt hide
That this wasnt just some kind of game
Domino, domino, domino
Whos the man behind the mask Id like to know
Whos this masquerading lover
I wish I could discover
Domino, domino, domino
Domino who are you
Domino Id like to know
Domino whos the real domino
Though were strangers still
Its real love I feel domino
Then at midnight the bells were all rung
And he kisses me and held me in his arms
Then a crowd would ride between us
Trapped away my stranger
And I never did find him again
Domino, domino, domino
Whos this man behind the mask Id like to know
Whos this masquerading lover
I wish I could discover
Domino, domino, domino
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Domino
(orbison)
Roy orbison (sun, 1956)
There's a cat in town that you might know
Goes by the name of domino
A long key chain and a diamond ring
A blue sport car, he's a crazy king
That guy can go
That cat called domino, domino, domino
Well the girls all think that he's a real gone guy
They all flip when he walks by
Long sideburns and cool white shoes
Ready to go and never sings the blues
That guy can go
That cat called domino, domino, domino
Well he's six foot two with a real dark tan
Got all the women in the palm of his hand
Coal black hair and a solid style
Baby blue eyes and a crazy smile
That guy can go
That cat called domino, domino, domino
Well domino, fool man's gold
Domino, oh-oh
Domino, fool man's gold
Domino, oh-oh
Well domino, cool man go, domino, they love him so
That cat called domino, domino, domino
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Good Luck, Bad Luck
The film script lies ahead
Change the future, change the past
Choose the players, choose the role
Cast of thousands, cast of few
Imagination decides the plot
Play the good guy, play the bad
Heres the victim, heres the saint
Heres the canvas, heres the paint
Good luck bad luck who knows
Good luck bad luck who knows
The world is peopled by many winds
Whirling faster than the wind
Solving a dilemma of life and death
Trying to make some sense of it all
No good blaming the outside world
Pleasure and pain are in the mind
Whether we like it or whether we dont
We found as much as we wanted to find
Good luck, bad luck who knows
Good luck, bad luck
Good luck, bad luck who knows
Good luck, bad luck
Good luck, bad luck who knows
Good luck, bad luck
We can make it horror we can make it blue
We can make it slow time, make it move
The director sits behind those eyes
Play it straight or in disguise
Imagination decides the plot
Play the good guy play the bad
Heres the victim, heres the saint
Heres the canvas and heres the paint
Good luck, good
Good luck bad luck who knows
Good luck bad luck who knows?
song performed by by Howard Jones
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I See You...
I see you...
Holding onto someone else.
I see you,
Peeking from behind a disguise...
Trying to send a naked eye too!
I see you!
I see you!
Or do you think...
You are not in public view?
I see you...
Let others cuddle up and touch.
I see you...
Grinning like a mouse on weed too much.
And ready...
To taste some delicious fresh cheese.
I see you...
Opening up your eyes.
I see you...
Coming out of it,
Like you've been hypnotized.
Do I...
Look like marmalade or jelly?
Do I...
Look as if I'm not,
Processed cheese?
I see you...
Opening up your eyes.
I see you...
Coming out of it,
Like you've been hypnotized.
But do I,
Give-it-all-up-to-saaaayyyy...
Good luck.
Goodbye!
And...
Good riddance.
I see you...
And good luck.
And goodbye...
And,
Good-but-never-ever-wassss...
Riddance.
I see you...
And good riddance.
I see you...
And good riddance..
I see you...
And good riddance.
I see you...
And good riddance..
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You get to where you kind of like it, and It's a habit That's hard to break. I still find myself sittin' in a cafe, like a pizza parlor.
quote by Chris LeDoux
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Fertile Lands and Mammoth Cheese
In barren district you may meet
Small fertile spot doth grow fine wheat,
There you may find the choicest fruits,
And great, round, smooth and solid roots.
But in conditions such as these
You cannot make a mammoth cheese,
Which will weigh eight thousand pounds,
But where large fertile farms abounds.
Big cheese is synonymous name,
With the fertile district of the Thame,
Here dairy system's understood,
And they are made both large and good.
poem by James McIntyre
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How To Live A Lifetime
there are doubts
streaks of light coming from the
half-open windows
when you wake up
you cover the nakedness of the night
with you
you arrange some strands of the hair
in your head
putting some order of the perceived
chaos
you want to understand
and the deeper you go
you realize that
there is really need
to understand in order to fully live
the shortest life
possible
it can be too taxing
and it may cost the moments of your life
all beautiful encounters
unmade
you say what a waste
what a ruin
more excitements are coming like a mob
and you forget to savor each moment
because the quest for understanding
preoccupies your lifetime
you sit for a while to stop
& discover
gaze around you to believe that this world
has no mind of its own
it merely spins all days and nights
making itself felt
create the usual revolutions
where men who used to conquer
turn into loose skins, white hairs,
brittle bones
and cadavers
and then back to dust again
and for sure
no one wants to remember this
customary annihilation
one goes to the pizza parlor
bites some hot slices
fills his hunger
drinks coke
satisfies the thirst
and without so much thought
lives a lifetime.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Chicken Every Sunday
Just because all my dresses are just cotton hand-me-downs
This family calls me the lower class
Cause we're only poor folks on the other side of town
They won't let him walk up my path
But my mama says don't worry when they say those things about ye
You remember you're just as good as him
Just because they got that big house settin' way upon the hill
Why you don't have to look up to them
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning daddy takes us all to town
And we'd go to the picture show or picnics on the ground
Oh that's the lower class and I'm glad that's what I am
[ guitar ]
Cause my mama don't belong to the ladies social set
My daddy can't afford the country club
His folks look down on me and they don't let us date
Cause they think that I'm not good enough
But my mama says forgive him honey he ain't worthy of
And in anything you're too good for him
Just because they've got money and a big fine house
Well we won't take no self off of them
We've got chicken every Sunday...
We've got chicken every Sunday...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sunday Morning
Sunday morning silence, curtain stay closed late
No one thinks of kitchens mornings in a filthy state
Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor
Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
(sunday, bloody sunday rest)
Glass of fizzy water helps to start the day
Sit and listen to sunday silence, problems fade away
Sunday cars and drivers break the morning air
Uncollected milk outside reveals theres no one there
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
Sunday school and sunday roast
Sunday papers sunday post
Sunday morning sunday rest
Sunday sermon sunday best
Bathrobes hang in waiting, windows steaming up
Somewhere in the sink downstairs lies an unwashed cup
Tea and toast for breakfast clear away the plates
Wash-up prepare for cooking sunday lunch awaits
Sunday lunch awaits
Sunday lunch awaits
song performed by by Madness
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California
by Bob Dylan
I'm goin' down south,
'Neath the borderline.
I'm goin' down south,
'Neath the borderline.
Some fat momma
Kissed my mouth one time.
Well, I needed it this morning
Without a shadow of doubt.
My suitcase is packed,
My clothes are hangin' out.
San Francisco's fine,
You sure get lots of sun.
San Francisco is fine.
You sure get lots of sun.
But I'm used to four seasons,
California's got but one.
Well, I got my dark sunglasses,
I got for good luck my black tooth.
I got my dark sunglasses,
And for good luck I got my black tooth.
Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',
I just might tell you the truth.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Two Pizzas
TWO PIZZAS
Our kitchen is chill silent
today, this Friday afternoon -
four-burner prestige stove
stays mute, wiped so clean.
no activities seen
for the mid-day meal
wife and children are
chit- chatting in bed;
stories from Russia,
‘hithihasic kahanies'
tit-bits form weeklys
mock-trial make-ups
slowly, I entered in
to inquire the reason,
for a near hartal.
quickly, my wife replied
she has ordered ‘pizzas online'
two plus one, spicy chicken with some add-on
on fifty percent discount coupon
my childhood days were totally different
two pizzas are equal to two months' mess bill
a class iv servant will run his family whole month - but
my children are fortunate, father is a ‘ project leader'.
……two pizzas speaking of contrasting economies.
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Domino
Dont want to discuss it
I think its time for a change
You may get disgusted
And think Im strange
In that case Ill go underground
Get some heavy rest
Never have to worry
About what is worst and what is best
Oh oh domino
Roll me over romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy
I said oh oh domino
Roll me over romeo
There you go
Say it again
I said oh oh domino
I said oh oh domino
Theres no need for argument
Theres no argument at all
And if you never hear from him
That just means he didnt call
Or vice versa
That depends on where ever youre at
And if you never hear from me
That just means I would rather not
I said oh oh domino
Roll me over romeo
There you go
Lord have mercy
I said oh oh domino
Roll me over romeo
There you go
Say it again
Oh oh domino
I said oh oh domino.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Heretics All
Heretics all, whoever you may be,
In Tarbes or Nimes, or over the sea,
You never shall have good words from me.
Caritas non conturbat me.
But Catholic men that live upon wine
Are deep in the water, and frank, and fine;
Wherever I travel I find it so,
Benedicamus Domino.
On childing women that are forelorn,
And men that sweat in nothing but scorn:
That is on all that ever were born,
Miserere Domine.
To my poor self on my deathbed,
And all my dear companions dead,
Because of the love that I bore them,
Dona Eis Requiem.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Gary likes a girls tight black pants
Larry knows he doesnt stand a chance
Carl says hurry up and order it quick
Dave gets out to chase that chick
Dennis wonders whats under the hood
A big chrome tach and it sounds real good
I go down to the root beer stand
And drink up all that I can
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brians still glued to the radio
Louies lookin out the rear window
Guys got around to orderin fries
But root beers my best buy
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
song performed by by Beach Boys
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