The Drive To Please
I stole wares with which to please mother.
I got bribes with which to please my wife.
I corned cash with which to please my kids.
I begged gifts with which to please my grandkids.
The drive to please has taken away my shame.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The God forgives mother
I begged the God for food.
It was not forthcoming.
I stole it and begged Him for forgiveness.
He didn’t forgive me.
I begged my mother for food.
I got it in no time.
She stole it and begged His pardon for it.
The God forgave my mother.
19.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Christmas past
Christmas past
We always had a Christmas tree
My wife would decorate it without me
So many gifts by the tree
No empty space could you see
Our little ones would crawl all around
They would try climbing the gift mound
Year after year on Christmas morning
Kids tearing open gifts and I’m yawning
The kids woke early on Christmas day
We told the kids your older so go away
With the years going by
We could sleep longer my wife and I
Now since its just me
No more do I need a Christmas tree
My kids now grown and they see
What its like to do the Christmas tree
poem by Michael Gelb
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Hopefully the new breed of kids won't have to go through that hard lesson - my kids, my grandkids, my fans' kids, hopefully they won't have to go through it.
quote by Lawrence Taylor
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twas The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas
when all through my house
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
But that would soon change
beginning at 5: 00.
For my grandkids were coming
and when they'd arrive
everything would change all in a minute.
I, in my apron with food all around,
my husband quite tired was looking and found
the cookie tray tempting. He just couldn't wait.
When I wasn't looking he stole from the plate.
The children were dressed in jolly new clothes.
Their cheeks were all rosy with red on their nose.
Their eyes were like saucers as they saw under the tree
some bright colored packages from Pop-Pop and me.
But first we must eat and fill up our belly.
We pray they won't burst like a bowl full of jelly.
And then as the grandkids went right to work
we took lots of pictures while outside did lurk
the sounds of bells and ho-ho-hos.
We thought we might see him but everyone knows
that he only comes when kids are asleep.
Now Christmas brings memories that all of us keep.
Like the sounds of the season that we sing with cheer
and the really true reason for this Special night
we say to our family Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Committed to love
I must grow committed to my parents.
Yes, I want shelter;
I must grow committed to my siblings.
Yes, I need some support.
The same way to wife for a rest and
As regards kids for love.
Why must I, the old, live committed to grandkids?
I shall be gone before they grew up.
Is it for my progeny?
29.08.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dollar Science
'If you send a thousand dollars,
Then God will bless your heart! '
Yet no matter how he hollers,
I've no money for a start...
That preacher guy won't get my cash
Because the cash ain't there,
In any case, I won't be rash,
So he's a billionaire...
He doesn't need a mansion home
With swimming pool to match,
Or fancy jet to fly to Rome,
If there's some plane to catch...
No wife have I, no kids have I,
So why the heck should he?
And while there's starving kids that die,
I'll think of them not me...
He doesn't need a temple site
To worship God above,
He doesn't need the widow's mite
To prove that she's got love...
He'll not get a single penny,
He'll not get a single dime!
He's no prayer of getting any,
When he's just a waste of time!
poem by Denis Martindale
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I've got nine kids, nine dogs, three grandkids - and one in the oven. And three parrots!
quote by Michael Landon
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I Stole Your Love
I remember the day that we met
I needed someone, you needed someone too, yeah
Spend time takin all you could get
Givin yourself was one thing you never could do
You played with my heart, played with my head
I got to laugh when I think of the things you said
cause I stole your love, stole your love
Aint never gonna let you go
I, oh yeah, stole your love, I stole your love
Stole your love, I stole your love
You never stop runnin around
You pick me up, then you could still put me down
You were the girl that nobody could own
Stay for a while, then you would leave me alone
Im somethin different, aint like the rest
How does it feel to find out youre failin your test
cause I stole your love, stole your love
Aint never gonna let you go
I, i, stole your love, I stole your love
Stole your love, I stole your love
Guitar
Listen, I stole your love, stole your love
Aint never gonna let you go
I, i, stole your love, I stole your love
Stole your love, I stole your love
I stole your love, stole your love
I stole your love, stole your love
I stole your love, oh
I, oh yeah, stole your love, I stole your love
Stole your love, I stole your love
I, oh yeah, stole your love, oh yeah, stole your love, alright
song performed by by Kiss
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The Highway of Exce$$
The Highway of Exce$$
I'm just another failure
on the Highway of excess.
My children disrespect me,
and my wife is unimpressed.
These days a hundred thou$and
doesn’t get you very far.
I'm wearing last year's wardrobe
and I drive a pre-owned car.
My son's friends drive Mercedes
that their Daddy's dollars bought.
I bought my son a Nano.
Its an Indian import.
Ive got two kids in College
with tuition payments due.
Each year their teachers revise texts
And make you buy them new.
I dread the thirteenth of each month
When charge card bills arrive
They follow up with phone calls
To make sure I'm still alive.
I stimulate the economy
With cash I don't possess
I'm like Barrack Obama
On the highway of excess.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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You Better Sit Down Kids
Better sit down kids
Ill tell you why, kids
You might not understand, kids
But give it a try, kids
Now how should I put this
Ive got something to say
You mother is staying
But Im going away
No, were not mad, kids
Its hard to say why
Your mother and i
Dont see eye to eye
Say your prayers before you go to bed
Make sure you get yourself to school on
Time
I know youll do the things your mother
Asks
Shes gonna need you most to stay in
Line
Keep in mind your mothers gonna need
Your help a whole lot more than she
Ever did before
No more fights over little things
Because
I wont be here to stop them anymore
I know you dont want this, neither do
We
But sometimes things happen
That we cant foresee
Now try to be calm, kids
And dont look so sad
Just cause I am leaving
Ill still be your dad
Just remember I love you
And though Im not here
Just call if you need me
And Ill always be near
(repeat chorus)
Well, I have to go now
So kiss me goodbye
My eyes are just red, kids
Im too big to cry
song performed by by Cher
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Mills
F/ faith evans
[dmx]
I know that my savior lives
And at the end, he will stand on this earth
My flesh may be destroyed, yet from this body, I will see god
Yes, I will see him for myself - and I long for that moment
Grandma, I really miss you and it aint been the same
I drop a tear when i, hear yo name
Mariella holloway, why you gotta be so far away?
Used to say, dont worry, its gon be okay
But it aint - its like when you left, you took the lord witchu
Why couldnt I come when he came to get you?
Damn I really miss you - I had to say it again
I remember the time when I was like ten
Crept up in the neighbors yard, yeah, bein hard headed
You told me I would get it - you said it!
And boy did I get it, but after you spanked me, you hugged me
Kissed me on my forehead, told me that you love me
And I saw, that it hurt you, more than it hurt me
I thought - how bad could this hurt be? I know now
Thats why its only done out of love
What I wouldnt give for one mo hug, from grandma
[chorus: faith evans]
Baby its gon be okay (she used to tell me that)
Baby its gon be okay (I really miss hearin)
Baby its gon be okay (she used to tell me that)
Baby its gon be okay (I really miss hearin)
[dmx]
What Im about to say a couple of family members is gon hate me
But ima let you know whats been goin on lately
Now you know since you left, a lot of things witcho kids done changed
Yeah jackies still crazy, dont know whats up with james
Aint seen jerry in a while, you know he walk like you
And renees back in jail, you know she talk like you
Riculahs(? ) doin real good now, she workin
Rhondas still runnin around, trickin, jerkin
Buckeyes buggin, he done lost his mind
And jarvis? back out of jail, doin fine
Kylie? he done changed, it aint all about self
As for my father.. well, thats somethin else
But thats my dog, he hold his grandmother down
My great grandmother, makin a lot of trips out of town
But thats a good thing, and if I could only hear you sing
Once more, oh lord, the comfort it would bring
[chorus]
[dmx]
You left behind a mother (and) eleven kids (and) eleven grandkids
And since then, two of yo grandkids done had kids
They had a boy named tacoma, xaviers brother, thats right
Xaviers means you a great grandmother
I thank you for the best times of my life
I thank you for when you first met her, accepted and lovin my wife
I thank you for those sunday dinners, they were vital
I thank you for my - life, I thank you for the bible
I thank you for the songs that you sing in the mornin
(amazing grace..) while Im yawnin
I thank you for the two beatings you gave me
Cause I know somewhere along the line
The lesson I learned from the two beatings saved me
And when you died I cried like a baby, I begged the lord to take me
Cause no one else could give me what you gave me
But life like everything comes to an end
I pray I go to heaven to see you again - amen
[chorus] - repeat 2x
[faith evans]
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now Im found
Was blind, but now I see, yeahhh
song performed by by DMX
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Eating Icecream With My Grandkids
There’s something very special,
For me it’s always a treat,
When I sit in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
It never fails that I eat too much;
Just maybe I sit a bit too long, but
Oh, well, I still enjoy the time spent
Eating ice cream with my grandkids
Then, when I’m too old to get about,
I can sit and reminisce of the times
When I sat in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
Written by Loyd C Taylor
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poem by Loyd C. Taylor
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Poem: 'Self-Abandonment
- 9. May.2006 -
The kids at school were mean to her
They called her nasty names
The kids at school abandoned her
Left her out of all their games
The kids at school hurt her badly
With each word that cruelly spoke
The kids at school were so unloving
As they slowly stole her hope
The kids at school were never kind
They put her through unspeakable hell
The kids at school gave up on her
So she gave up on herself…
poem by Rachel Ann Clark
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Left Me With A Nail To Drive
Left me with a nail to drive
By: jimmy buffett
1975
Well its the same old story
Another mobile home broken up
Well Im eatin off of a paper plate
Drinkin from a paper cup
Chorus:
She caught me with another woman
I guess Im lucky to be alive
Well she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive
Chorus:
She caught me with another woman
I guess Im lucky to be alive
Well she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive
Yeah she stole my car
And left me a nail to drive
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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I Stole Your Love
(m&l - stailey)
Alright
I remember the day that we met
I needed someone you needed someone too
Spent time taking all you could get
Even yourself was one thing you never could do
You played with my heart
You played with my head
Ive got to laugh when I think all things you said
Cause I stole your love
Stole your love
Aint never going to let you go
I stole your love
Stole your love
You never stop running around
You pick me up and say you want some of me
Down
You were the girl that nobody could own
You stay for a while and then you would leave me alone
But Im something different - aint like the rest
How does it feel to find out your failing your test
Cause I stole your love
Stole your love
Aint never going to let you go
I stole your love
Stole your love
Guitar!
Listen!
Cause I stole your love
Stole your love
Aint never going to let you go
I stole your love
Stole your love
I stole your love
Stole your love
Stole your love
Come on
I stole your love
song performed by by Helloween
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A Mother's Heart.
Mother's heart is always so PURE,
That always makes you CURE.
Mother's heart always WORRIES,
When she hears kids QUERIES.
Mother's heart is always with COMFORT,
When kids are in TROUBLE.
Mother's heart is always STRONG,
When we try to mend our WRONGS.
Mother's heart is always at TASK,
When we always ASK.
Mother's heart is always at CALL,
When we always FALL.
Mother's heart is always RIGHT,
When we take things LIGHT.
And if I had a choice of Mother's -
You would be the on I'd select.
poem by Anju Addanki
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Marley Purt Drive
Sunday morning, woke up yawning; filled the pool for a swim.
Pulled down the head and looked in the glass just to see if I was in.
Went up the stairs and kissed my women to make her come alive.
'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids ,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
That's how they are, so I grabbed out the car;convertible fifty-nine.
Headed for the freeway; tried to find the Pasadena sign.
Ten miles and three quarters more I wasn't feeling any more alive.
'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
I used to be a minstrel free with a whole lot of bread in my bag.
I used to feel that my life was real, but the good Lord threw me a snag.
Now I'm gonna be the same as me ,no matter how I try.
'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Turned 'round the car and headed for home; I guess I realized my fate.
Ten miles and three quarters more I pulled up outside the gate.
Twenty more kids were stood inside and that made thirty-five.
'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
An orphanage full of thirty-five kids ,
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
Sunday morning woke up yawning; filled the pool for a swim.
Pulled down the glass and looked in the mirror just to see if I was in .
Went up the stairs and kissed my women to make her come alive.
'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids ,
I got to go for a Sunday
song performed by by Bee Gees
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No More Living Dead, Zombie Kids
What do you think you are doing
to these kids?
Please stop destroying these kids' minds!
Are you that cold-hearted?
Don't you care?
Maybe you don't. But I do.
Don't you remember back when
you had feelings
for your wife, girlfriend,
husband, boyfriend,
mother, father,
grandma, grandpa,
or brother or sister, or friend?
So please let these kids
live a normal life
instead of being the living dead zombies.
Let the boys be boys
Let the girls be girls.
Let them show feelings,
show emotions, show love.
I want to hear their laughter,
hear them chatter kids talk.
I want to see them play,
run, learn, just having fun.
Let these kids live and grow
a normal life.
They could be the future mother,
future father,
future husband, wife,
future author, writer or a poet,
future president,
future owner of a company,
future farmer, future teacher, etc....
But they can't
if you keep on feeding them
with these killer drugs.
Please for once listen to somebody
even me.
You know who I'm talking to...
it's you the one who sells
and manufactures
cocaine, crank, LSD, marijuana,
acid, etc....
Maybe it's too late for you
to live a normal life
But don't let it
be too late for the kids
if you really care.
Please no more living dead,
zombie kids.
poem by Noreen Ann Jenkins
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No Ones Hero
Looking back I have done much in this life
I was a child, a mother, and a wife
Yet…I am no ones hero
As a child I always tried to be helpful
A little mischievous but wasn’t much trouble
Yet…I am no ones hero
As a mother I read stories, played games, and sang songs
Baked cookies, healed wounds, and righted the wrongs
Yet…I am no ones hero
As a wife I did the laundry, cooked meals, and cleaned house
Took care of the kids, paid bills, tried to be a good spouse
Yet…I am no ones hero
I encouraged triumph, success, glory and fame
Dealt with pain, sorrow, guilt and shame
Yet…I am no ones hero
I have been looked to for security, for guidance in growth
I have loved unconditionally, for that is my oath
Yet…I am no ones hero
I have wrapped my arms around to shield from the outside
In times of turmoil, I have been right beside
Yet…I am no ones hero
I have concluded, after giving it much thought
For everyone, a hero is sought
Yet…I am no ones hero
poem by Sheryl Frasher
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The Problem between the In-Laws
Whether the experienced mother-in-law
or the newly qualified daughter-in-law,
both of them suffer from some cursed flaws.
As the cold war started since 'Creation'
has never ended between 'mother and wife'
the dude tries his best to convince them both.
He has to cock his ear towards the side
from which the whispers he hears
or else all of them have to be on fast.
If he colludes with one,
the other will go to hell.
If they play cat and mouse
what can this man do with feigning creatures?
His wife would conceal the healthy nuts
and at night before her husband, would ask:
' Why didn't you eat the Cashew nuts? '
and his mother would smirk and say:
'You youngones must eat the nuts to live long! '.
Each one surpasses the other in concocting
stories of joint and hip pain to evade the work
and confine him to do the household chores.
His wife blockmail him citing anti-dowry laws
and his mother warns him not to be hen-pecked.
He condones even his wife's misbehaviour of the past
to maintain peace in family life.
His child doesn't know where to go
between the mother and grandmother.
He trots in a 'Push and Pull' game
and the man should keep his doors shut in shame.
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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