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Seeing reduces feeling of owning

Now and then I go for window shopping.
Without purse I do shopping happily.
To ensure, I do it frequently,
That how happily I could live without them.

How many cars I window shopped.
Buying of them never occurred.
23.06.2001, Chennai

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shopping

Were buying and selling your history
How we go about it is no mystery
We check it with the city, then change the law
Are you looking forward?
Now you want some more
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Its easy when you got all the information
Inside help, no investigation
(no investigation, investigation)
No questions in the house, no give and take
Theres a big bang in the city
Were all on the make
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Our gain is your loss, thats the price you pay
I heard it in the house of commons: everythings for sale
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
(were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping)

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Deceiving Looks

People shopping in the mall
Looks deceive, while there's so much more to every-one than meets the eye

Boy slim and tall
Buying some hair dye
But what people can't see are the scars on his arm
He holds a knife in his hand with wrong use
Tearing away inside of him is the parent caused harm
Everyday he goes home to abuse

Looks deceive, while there's so much more to every-one than meets the eye

Young girl buying some Red Bulls
But what no-one can see are the immoral acts that go on at her place
Dad rapes his daughter as on her hair he pulls
What happens is a disgrace

Looks deceive, while there's so much more

Shy looking lady buying some meat
But what no-one can see is how her husband makes her sore
He pushes her into the seat
As he continues to beat her up
In her face, smashing a glass cup
It will later prove to be a fatal act
As her face is no longer intact

People happily shopping in the mall...
Or so you thought
But, for many, help is their call
To hide their emotions is what they've been taught

Looks deceive, while there's so much more
Of that I'm sure

poem by Amy Parkinson
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Happily Ever After

Happily ever after
Look at me, right where I wanna be
My life took a turn, its a happy affair
Im never alone even when hes not there
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Happily ever after
So carefree, look whats come over me
All my prayers have been answered, he heard my cry
Took all my troubles and threw them aside
Threw them aside
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Once in a lifetime!
I never thought I could be
So carefree, so carefree
Happily ever after
Happily ever after
Him and me, sunshine and laughter
Were never alone, when theres nobody there
Were never alone, we got love to share
Lots of love, happily ever after
Lost of love, happily ever after
Weve got love, happily ever after
Lots of love, happily ever after
Just look at me, right where I wanna be
Happily ever after

song performed by by Donna Summer
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David O's thrifty shopping advice

Christmas shopping to me
is like a walk in the park
The method I use is
So easy and slick

But it is best done
late after dark
And requires no money
this simple trick

You simply go out
And do some window shopping
With a mask, a bag,
And a brick

poem by David Whalen
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Don’t scold venders

All men are there to display their wares.
It is up to you to accept or reject.
They may seek you, coax you or plead with you.
They do so lest they should miss the chance,
If at all had there been one from your end.
Take it light if you are not for that.
Allow them to do window shopping.
03.06.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shopping for Yesterday

Busy crowds, lonely hearts, broken dreams
Shopping for yesterday.
Visiting the shared moments,
In all the familiar places
When shopping for yesterday.

We are all prisoners of the past
When shopping for yesterday
Knee deep in our loneliness
Surrounded by the crowd
We’re shopping for yesterday.

Pictures and memories
Half-forgotten words
Time slipping away
From the windmills of my mind
When shopping for yesterday.

poem by Adrian Wait
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Ode to Shoppers Everywhere

Shopping's a pleasure
Says the local ad
To ensure
That in parting with your cash – you'll be glad.

So it was the other day
When I was picking my way
Amongst the bags and cans
And jars of assorted brands
That I looked up to see
Coming straight for me
A lady (that's what we call them)
Riding a motorized shopping pram.

So intent was she
That I hardly had time to flee
Escape was what I intended
Otherwise my life would have surely ended
For not only was she intent on shopping pleasures
But had in tow a full size cart to hold her treasures.

With items heaped high.
There was surely no sense of others nearby
Intent and passionately she came on
Taking only a moment to select and then was gone.

Gone was she to regions of the store,
I know not where, or wanted any more
Of the terrors that perhaps lurk
Around every twist and turn

So I hastened to the check out
Forgetting what other items I was without
Glad to seek the safety of the street
Where with cars and trucks I'll gladly compete.

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poem by Sidi J. Mahtrow
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Outside My Window - Sarah Buxton

Outside my window,
I see a redbird singin',
Sittin' on a wire,
Wish I knew what he's thinkin'.
Outside my window,
I see a couple kissin'.
Huggin and a-lovin',
Man, that's just what I've been missin'.
These days, when everything is crazy,
Some things are never, ever changin'.
(chorus)
You still need stars when you're wishin' at night,
A best friend to set you right,
A good laugh, a warm bath,
And a beautiful song you can sing along to.
Good news that'll make you cry,
All the little things that money can't buy,
No wars, no more,
Just a big rainbow
Outside my window.
La la la la la la.
Outside my window,
I see the bluest ocean,
Sails in the sunlight,
Rockin' in the sweetest motion.
Outside my window,
I hear the church bells ringin',
Nobody fightin',
Over what hymn they're singin'.
I know, I'm dreamin' like a child,
But some things just don't go out of style, like:
(chorus)
La la la la la la.
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
Outside my window,
I see a flag that's wavin',
Hands joined together,
Everybody's celebrating. (Yeah!)
La la la la la la.
Outside my window.
La la la la la la.
Everybody look outside my window.
(chorus)
La la la la la la.
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
(Everybody look outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
(Live...live.)
La la la la la la.
Oh, oh.
(Outside, outside.)
La la la la la la.
(Live...live.)
La la la la la la.
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.
(Live...live.)
(Outside, outside.)
(Outside my window.)
La la la la la la.

poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Lost In The Darkness

I look out the window
The Window of my soul
The outside is full of
Laughter,
Children Playing,
Sunny Days,
Shopping Sprees,
Then I must return..
Return
To the darkness
I go back to tears,
The Pain,
And the torture
That lies within

poem by Ashley Woodard
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Shopping Without Edgar Allan

We will always shopping go
Without Edgar Allan Poe.
We go shopping, hopping, hopping,
From this store to that.
Edgar Allan was a Poe
Who never ever had to go
Shopping.

O.K., and so perhaps I lied,
And so perhaps his lovely bride,
Annabelle Lee and he
Went shopping, like
The rest of us.

poem by Fred Babbin
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My Christmas

Decorations are up
Tinsel’s on the tree

All the women out shopping
All busy as can be

Kids happily snooping
“Where can the presents be? ”

Are there others out there (I hope not)
Who can’t feel the glee?

Or Is the season of Christmas
Lonely only to me?

poem by David Whalen
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Happily Ever After

[transcribed by bryan j]
Happily ever after (now and then)
By: jimmy buffett
1996
I've been a stand-in, a stunt man
I've takin' some falls
Troubles... i've had my share
But one has to learn how to run before walkin'
'round breathin' that million air
Take it from me cuz i found
If you leave it then somebody else is bound
To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
When yours, it could have been
Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then
I've been in vans and in bands
On and through stages
One thing i can conclude
One has to learn havin' fun is just smilin' through
Those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Take it from me cuz i've found
If you leave it then somebody else is bound
To find that treasure, that moment of pleasure
When yours, it could have been
Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then
... pm guitar break ...
Some people never find it
Some... only pretend, but me, hell:
I just want to live happily ever after every now and then
Every now and then (oooooooo...)
(every now and then) (oooooooo...)
(happily ever after every now and then) (oooooooo...)
(every now and then) (oooooooo...)
(happily ever after every now and then)

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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I went window shopping today! I bought four windows.

quote by Tommy Cooper
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Happily...

for Ging
...happily separated
the man demands
his right for a child
and she cannot give it,
quits,
she is into knitting
and time heals and
she's into
herself into her
own womb,

for Joy,
...one plus one equals zero
for Charles finally
and today i see her blooming
happier alone,

for Lora,
...she cannot live without him
and she is into culinary arts,
that binding marriage
till forever,

and for myself,
...happily i wish for more
honesty,
let life be life
let is unfold and give me
what meaning is still available,
i am not afraid,
i can live without anybody beside me
but i choose to be bound

happily.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Repetition gets accustomed

Anything regularly irregular becomes regular.
Anything frequently uncommon becomes common.
In a way immoral also becomes moral thus.
15.06.2001, Chennai

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Christmas At The Big-K

At Christmas she went to K Mart
Which wasn’t very smart.
She got in the way
Of a mob that day
And was floored by a shopping cart.

Shopping sucks at Christmas time
Even at the five and dime.
Try shopping on line
And you will be fine
And you won’t be the victim of a crime
Or what’s more you won’t miss your Miller time.

poem by George Hunter
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A poem a day - Shopping with a friend

Shopping with a friend is cool
There's nothing forbidden, no rule
And no parents to say what's suitable
Or to tell you what's unaffordable,
Actually you don't need to be rich
To try on whatever your eyes wish.

Shopping with a friend is so nice
You might forget budget and price
And buy things you don't need
Just by habit, not by greed
Like get ten or eleven similar tops
From two or three different shops.

Shopping with a friend is funny
Even if you don't have money
You can try a formal blue shirt
With a long gypsy orange skirt
Pretend to buy them but act lost
Then don't, because they're low-cost.

Shopping with a friend is naughty
You can act humble or haughty
Change personnalities between stores:
Be a girl who laughs and snores
Or an english tourist, elegant and neat
Who went walking on the street.

But shopping is more pleasant with a friend
Who has a thousand dollars to lend.

poem by Rita El Khoury
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Fireball Xl5

Ive saved a little bit of money from christmas gone,
What with my birthday nearly due,
Im dressing up as guy in the shopping arcade,
Have you a penny for a boy named blue ?
Ive seen it advertised on tv shows,
Flashed up on the evening news,
My local m.p. said I should grin and bear it,
But Id rather go and blow her fuse,
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Let me tell you a little tale of naughtys,
On the estate I used to loathe,
I aimed 30 rockets at a shilling each,
You should have seen their front doors go,
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Let it talk cb
Fireball xl sitting in the window,
Just waiting for a match to come,
Youre looking so so sad in your pretty coloured frock,
Dont let that make up on your eye balls run.
I got my little lot of money from a cherished friend,
His name was piggy but he wasnt to know,
He hit my god-damn hammer like a wall of bricks,
You should have seen his pig tail go,
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Right on, right off!
Right off, right on.
Fireball xl propped up at my window,
Wondering what on earth its to do!
Now that its gone from the window of the shopping arcade,
Everybodys looking for a boy named blue.
Blue who
Blue who
Blue who
Blue who
Quack, quack, quack, quack.
Oink, oink, oink, oink.
Woof, woof, woof, woof.
Bridit, bridit, bridit, bridit.
Albert, albert.
Dont call us well call you.

song performed by by Madness
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Be hold - while writing poem

Be bold
While writing poem
Dealing emotionally
Be bold
While eating food
And live happily

Be content
And get peace
And live happily
With wife and income.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A Confusing Story

forgetting you makes her
think of jumping out
of the window from
the 10th floor,

she is
so depressed like a
house blown by a tornado,
she thinks she is dying
she can be like her friend
one time
when finally she jumped
out and killed herself in
an instant like a water
melon crushed on the
pavement of the road.

there are 13 women who
died on this county in the
name of men, love, hate,
despair, denial, ambiguities,

she can't be the 14th
of this story,

enough of
these! she like to have a happy
ending,

wait, she is trying to find
an exit

the exit of yes,

and 'they live happily ever
after'

yes. yes. yes.

that is what forgetting
means, she finally lives
happily ever after, and
the man is free and the
other woman dies of
grief.

The man is killed
in her story.

she betrays him too
the author, and even
God.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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