You (for My Little Dog)
why so sweet to me
you follow me where i go
when i go to the kitchen
and have my dinner
you are down there under
my seat beside my feet
you do not ask anything
except my company
when i rise up to go to
the bathroom and poo
you are there watching
and lying down the tiled
floors listening the sound
of my being.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Between Dances
(craig bickhardt/barry alfonso)
Theres room at my table, why dont you pull up a seat
The musics inviting but Im staying off of my feet
The floors getting crowded, but I dont wanna take part
I bet you can guess its got something to do with my heart
I could sure use your company now
But dont be mistaking my smile
Im only in between dances
Sitting it out for a while
The partners are chosen, look at them waltzing away
The tempo gets slower, closer and closer they sway
Ive had my moments when I could get lost in the sound
But when the song ended the one in my arms let me down
I could sure use your company now
But dont be mistaking my smile
Im only in between dances
Sitting it out for a while
Have you been in my shoes
I search your eyes for signs
Will you remain, remember my name
After its closing time
I could sure use your company now
But dont be mistaking my smile
Im only in between dances
Sitting it out for a while
Im only in between dances
Sitting it out for a while
song performed by by Pam Tillis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Those little pairs
When you are about to do something bad
Please remember that two little eyes are watching from behind
When you are about to say a lie
Please remember that two little eyes are listening from behind
When you are about to plant the seed of hatred
Please remember that two little hands may follow your act
When you are about to follow the path of wrong
Please remember that two little feet may follow your steps strong
When you are about to give things up and despair
Please remember that you are setting up a bad example for those little pairs.
poem by Henry Chen
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Ten Feet Away
Ten Feet Away?
Diamond Rio
Alone at a corner table
She was watching me watching her
I was singing about an old flame burning
She was hanging onto every word
I was pouring out my feelings
She was pouring out the wine
Through the smoke and the beer
It was perfectly clear
That we were touching each other's minds
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms
With that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
I just knew my closing song would do it
I knew that I was heaven bound
I could tell she was moved
But before I was through
This stranger walked up and sat down
He was trying his best to impress her
But she never took her eyes off me
When he got up and left
I said to myself
"Whoa, what a night this will be"
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms
With that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
It was love ten feet away
Imagine her in my arms
With that look on her face
Lying somewhere in some shadowy place
It was love just ten feet away
Ten Feet Away Lyrics by Keith Whitley
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Run To You
Baby, sometimes I feel like dying,
Driving while Im closing my eyes.
Moving in and out of hiding,
Trying to catch some truth in my life.
Watching your stars and your moonlight,
Come tumbling down from the sky.
Take it now.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna come to you,
I wanna find you in everything that I do.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna count on you,
Im gonna follow. baby, what else can I do?
Sunday morning, my town is sleeping.
Lying all alone in my bed,
Theres not a sound, I cant help but listening.
Wishing I was somewhere else instead.
But sometimes theyre too hard to handle,
These voices inside my head.
Listen now.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna come to you,
I wanna find you in everything that I do.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna count on you,
Im gonna follow. baby, what else can I do?
Take a walk inside my dream:
A church, a lonely road.
All the people come and go and come and go.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna come to you.
Do it now!
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna count on you.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna come to you,
I wanna find you in everything that I do.
Im gonna run to you, Im gonna count on you,
Im gonna follow. baby, what else can I do?
song performed by by Roxette
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Watching For Pa
Three little forms in the twilight gray,
Searching the shadows across the way;
Two pair of black eyes, and one of blue --
Brimful of love, and of mischief too;
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
May, with her placid and thoughtful brow,
Beaming with kindness and love just now;
Willie the youngest, in anguish did lay,
Stealing sly kisses from sister May,
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
Nellie, with ringlets of sunny hue,
Cosily nested between the two;
Pressing her cheeks to the window pane,
Wishing the absent one home again.
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Sitting by the window,
Watching for Pa!
Now there are shouts from the window seat;
There is a patter of childish feet;
Gaily they rush through the lighted hall --
"Coming at last" is the joyful call.
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Standing on the doorstep,
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Watching for Pa!
Standing on the doorstep,
Watching for Pa!
poem by Henry Clay Work
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You Have Become A Bone In My Throat
have the conscience
set me free
for you have become a fish bone
inside my throat
clinging to a tissue that starts to rot
and smell
i sound as harsh as a stone grating
on the banks of the river
raging to be free
i gnash my teeth like pebbles
thrown upon the tiled floors of the house
where no one wants
to live.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dirty Fingernail
dirty dirty fingernails...
dirty dirty fingernails...
Out of the shower, on to the bathroom floor
Out in the kitchen, underneath the casserole
dirty dirty fingernails...
dirty dirty fingernails...
(It takes a lot of energy to make that sound)
Out of the shower, on to the bathroom floor
Out in the kitchen, underneath the casserole
Out on the patio, out in the great outdoors
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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Turn Off The World
Got to pull it up
Got to pull it out
Got to survive
Got to stay calm
Got to think fast
Dont want to burn
Searching for a door
Searching for a way
Out of this thing
I dont know whats wrong
Dont know what to do
Im out of control
Nothing I can do
Nothing seems to work
Im barely alive
Got to slow it down
Got to do something
Or give in
Watching us fall
Trying everything
Fighting for life
Running out of time
I dont have a choice
Im riding it in
Im inside and Im trying to get out
Im inside and Im screaming for some help
And everythings gone wrong
Im listening to the sound of my own fear
Im listening to the sound of someones tears
Im listening to me
This is the fear
This is nothing like
You could believe
Panic in my heart
Like a cold hand
Pulling at strings
Ill do anything
Even pray to god
Just let me out
Turn off the machine
Turn off all the noise
Turn off the world
Im inside and Im trying to get out
Im inside and Im screaming for some help
And everythings gone wrong
Im listening to the sound of my own fear
Im listening to the sound of someones tears
Im listening to me
Im inside and Im trying to get out
Im inside and Im screaming for some help
And everythings gone wrong
Im listening to the sound of my own fear
Im listening to the sound of someones tears
Im listening to me
You learn fast when everything breaks down
You learn fast when thats all that you can do
You learn fast or nothing
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Small Glimpses Of Holiness
i can remember being a kid,
and going to church on Sunday....
can remember the way the sunlight
danced through the stained glass
windows, the smell of the old
hymnals, the way the hard bench
hurt my back....
can remember singing the old hymns...
(sometimes they come to me
in my sleep....)
but i cant remember any particular sermon!
it's funny what we equate with God,
and holiness... and what we dont!
just as easy i can remember being alone
in the woods, watching sunlight pour
through the pines, listening to the gurgling
of the creek.... and the way the earth felt
beneath my bare feet.....
or the first time i ever made love
to a girl... in the front seat of an
old Rambler.... moonlight sifting through
the trees... and the barking of a dog.
or sleeping in a cave, on the run, and the
damp darkness like a womb enveloping
me... with only the sound of a nearby
waterfall piercing the stillness....
or standing by my mother's grave...
watching a part of myself go back
to the dust...
or the sound of my children's voices
when they just needed assurance....
small glimpses of holiness drifting
through an old man's mind... on the way
back home.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Sweet Misery
(Axton)
Heard you had some trouble, thought I'd try to help you. In my time I've had a little trouble too.
If you let it get you down, you know I'll bet you, it will get you down and walk around on you.
Sweet misery, she loves her company. She's in a crowd when she is all alone.
She doesn't care, follow you everywhere. She is most happy when she makes you moan.
My dog had some puppies, would you like to have one?
He will be your friend and he will lick your face.
He will never cheat you, he won't try to beat you, help you be a winner in the human race.
Sweet misery, she loves her company. She's in a crowd when she is all alone.
She doesn't care, follow you everywhere. She is most happy when she makes you moan.
Heard you're feeling better, glad you found some happy. In my time I've had a little happy too.
If you let it get you up, you know I'll bet you it will get you up and keep you smiling through.
Sweet misery, don't want your company. She's in a crowd when she is all alone.
She doesn't care, follow you everywhere. She is most happy when she makes you moan.
Sweet misery, she loves her company. She's in a crowd when she is all alone.
She doesn't care, follow you everywhere. She is most happy when she makes you moan.
song performed by by John Denver
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I too sing America
I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
'Eat in the kitchen, '
Then.
Besides,
They'll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed-
I, too, am America.
poem by Brianna Most
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I, Too
I, too, sing America.
I am the darker brother.
They send me to eat in the kitchen
When company comes,
But I laugh,
And eat well,
And grow strong.
Tomorrow,
I'll be at the table
When company comes.
Nobody'll dare
Say to me,
"Eat in the kitchen,"
Then.
Besides,
They’ll see how beautiful I am
And be ashamed —
I, too, am America.
poem by Langston Hughes
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The Giant Spider
In the bathroom this evening I saw the largest spider I’d ever seen,
it was the size of a saucer and it must’ve been a king or queen.
Menacingly it stood in front of me and looked me in the eye,
I think it was considering whether I should live or die.
It began tapping one of its front feet against the tiled floor,
I didn’t know what to do, I became anxious and unsure.
The spider licked its lips, as though it had decided what to do,
so I took one step backwards and then quickly another two.
I’m sure I felt the floor vibrate, as it tapped its foot once more,
it then stood in the doorway so I couldn’t get out the door
I considered jumping over it, but remembered that they also leap,
but then my brother walked in, and crushed it beneath his feet.
poem by Orlando Belo
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She Walked Barefoot...
she walked barefoot,
across them factory floors,
down that gravel road,
across the yard,
and into that old house.
she walked barefoot,
across them kitchen floors,
down that long hallway,
across the floor to the bed.
she walked barefoot,
between them garden rows,
out in the fields,
down through the pines
to the creek.
she walked barefoot,
down them hospital halls,
down the aisles of the church,
out in the cementary
to the grave...
she walked barefoot,
into the arms of eternity,
and i'd give all i am
to wash her feet
with my tears!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I, Too, Sing America
I, too sing America. I am the darker brother.They send me to eat in the kitchen, When company comes.But I laugh, and eat strong, and grow strong. Tomorrow, I'll be at the table, When company comes.Nobody will dare say to me, 'Eat in the kitchen, 'Then. Besides, they'll see how beautiful I am and be ashamed- I, too, am America.
poem by Amy Lowell
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The Privacy Of The Home
there is a party
but i am not going
i choose
staying inside the house
not watching tv
but just thinking and
lying low
listening to the silence
of the four walls, and then
i take the exit
outside i go
into the garden at night
under the trees
the scents of some
flowers pervading
and then i take a seat
on a big stone
and feel the hardness
of the earth
i am soft in the middle
of this garden
i like it
this private dwelling
just the trees and the
flowers
in the middle of the night
when everyone is
gone.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A new father quickly learns that his child invariably comes to the bathroom at precisely the times when he's in there, as if he needed company. The only way for this father to be certain of bathroom privacy is to shave at the gas station.
quote by Bill Cosby
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Duet
Milestone:
All my troubles disappear,
When the dinner-bell I hear,
Over woodland, dale, and fell,
Swinging slow with solemn swell,---
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
Hippy:
What can bid my heart-ache fly?
What can bid my heart-ache die?
What can all the ills dispel,
In my morbid frame that dwell?
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
Both:
Hark!---along the tangled ground,
Loudly floats the pleasing sound!
Sportive Fauns to Dryads tell,
'Tis the cheerful dinner-bell!
The dinner-bell! the dinner-bell!
poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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I Will Follow
Yonder mountain so high
I cant make it all on my own, no
Rolling river why so wide?
To sweep me up and to bear me on
Up against the sky so bright
That I cant even close my eyes
I know I will follow (follow love)
Yes, yes, I will follow (follow love)
I will follow (follow love)
Follow love
Growing slowly like a tree
Someday soon, darling I love you
I love you
Soft and gentle, full summer moon
Set my soul free
Thank you, baby
Drifting like a cloud in the sky
I can see myself from high above
I know I must follow (follow love)
Somehow I will follow (follow love)
I must follow (follow love)
Follow love
Oh, half the future and half the past
Theyre waiting inside your eyes
Yes, and after all of this
To last and last
Till at last its your time to rise, rise
True believer that I am
I am blind, lead me on (lead me on)
Blessed receiver of your love
I own my own time
And Ive been holding on (holding on)
Leave the word unspoken
And the spell will not be broken
And Im bound to follow, now (follow love)
I know I must go (follow love)
I must follow (follow love)
Yes, I must follow (follow love)
Someone to hold my hand (follow love)
Somebody to lead me on(follow love)
Somebody to walk beside me (follow love)
Someone to follow me now (follow love)
I must follow love (follow love)
I will fall in love
I will follow love (follow love)
Anywhere it leads me
I will follow love (follow love)
Follow love
song performed by by James Taylor
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Learning How To Rocknroll
Billy on his way to school
Didnt care too much about the teachers and rules
But he had a plan he said hed try it one day
One he knew would leave them all with nothing to say
He had a friend who said hed teach him how to rock and roll
After school when he was feelin good
Hed go home and do the things that he understood
He would rock in the kitchen and roll in the hall
And billys mother said you got no sense at all
But we know too well that he was
Learning how to rock and roll
cos he would rock in the kitchen roll in the hall
Stand on the tv and climb up the wall
Jive on the ceiling lay on the floor
Crawl through the bathroom and cry out for more
And thats the only way to do it
When youre learning how to rock and roll
Teach me to rock...
Willy turns to the mirror and gives his hair a flip
He would mime to elvis and curl his lip
Ha ha in the kitchen
Ha ha in the hall
Willys mother said you got no sense at all
But we know too well that he was
Learning how to rock and roll
cos he would rock in the kitchen roll in the hall
Stand on the tv and climb up the wall
Jive on the ceiling lay on the floor
Crawl through the bathroom and cry out for more
And thats the only way to do it
When youre learning how to rock and roll
Teach me to rock...
He learnt to rock and roll
And sing the blues
He learnt to head shake
While singing blue suede shoes
He learnt a hand clap
Off the beat
And at the gig he had them out of their seats
Its the only way to do it so long live rock and roll
cos he would rock in the kitchen roll in the hall
Stand on the tv and climb up the wall
Jive on the ceiling lay on the floor
Crawl through the bathroom and cry out for more
And thats the only way to do it
When youre learning how to rock and roll
Teach me to rock...
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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