I must remember now
I must remember now how once I woke
To find the harsh lamplight stream upon her bed,
The ceiling tremble in its giddy smoke,
And on the wall the agile spider spread,
To hear the reverberate vault of silence shake
Beneath the hollow crash of midnight's toil,
Whose profound strokes waned impotent to break
The charnel stillness of the city's soul.
These I remember, but would more forget
What is most fixed, whereby I am undone,
How white, how still you lay, though shuddering yet
In the last luxury of oblivion,
As if of Death you had taken love long denied,
With on your face the bliss of suicide.
poem by Robert Nichols
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409
Shes real fine my 409
Shes real fine my 409
My 409
Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes
(giddy up giddy up 409)
For I knew there would be a time
(giddy up giddy up 409)
When I would buy a brand new 409
(409, 409)
Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...
Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo
(giddy up giddy up oooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooo)
(giddy up giddy up oooo)
(giddy up giddy up)
When I take her to the track she really shines
(giddy up giddy up 409)
She always turns in the fastest times
(giddy up giddy up 409)
My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...
Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Spiderman
Spider man, spider man
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web any size
Catches thieves just like flies
Look out!
There comes the spider man
Is he strong?
Listen, bud
Hes got radioactive blood
Can he swing from a thread?
Take a look overhead
Hey, there!
There goes the spider man
In the chill of the night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time
Spider man, spider man
Friendly neighborhood spider man
Wealth and fame
Hes ignorant
Action is his reward
Look out!
Here comes the spider man
To him, lifes a big bang up
Whenever theres a hang up
Youll find the spider man.
song performed by by Ramones
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There's A Spider In My Room!
I’ve just spotted a spider in my bedroom.
Around the walls, he’s decided to zoom!
My eyes are now glued to the wall;
Not that I’m the least bit worried at all!
Oh no! Now he’s crawling on the ceiling,
And I’m getting a slightly anxious feeling.
He’s now hanging around over my bed:
Just above where I usually lay my head!
I’m sitting, watching him crawling around,
Praying that he doesn’t fall to the ground.
I dare not now switch off the light,
As, of him, I’ll suddenly lose all sight.
Why couldn’t he have stuck to the wall,
Where he would have been less likely to fall?
He’s running around as fast as he can.
Of any size spider, I’m not a great fan.
Unfortunately, at this time of year,
Outside, there are greater things to fear.
If I capture him now and throw him out,
I’ll get a crane fly in return, without a doubt.
A smallish spider, I can just about bear,
But, for crane flies, I really do not care!
I guess, a spider is the lesser evil of the two,
As they can’t fly at you, like crane flies do!
If it’s dark, maybe he, to, will go to sleep,
Or round the room, he may continue to creep.
So, maybe I’ll turn out the light and be brave,
And just hope the spider doesn’t misbehave!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Nicklin’s Torment
I woke up in a cold sweat
and turned on the light.
A shadow was moving over me,
cast by a spider of the night.
By the time I’d blinked
it’d vanished from view,
but then I saw a larger one,
followed by another two.
I closed my eyes for a moment
hoping they would disappear.
When I slowly reopened them
the bedroom was spider clear.
With my hand I mopped my brow
and then saw several more,
they were crawling on the ceiling
and marching across the floor.
I told myself that I was dreaming
or suffering from withdrawal,
but that didn’t stop the spiders
from crawling up the wall.
Sweat dripping from my brow
was stinging in my eyes.
Spiders were now on my bed
at my feet and on my thighs.
The whole room was full of spiders,
on the ceiling, walls, and floor.
My bed was covered and so was I.
I screamed stop! But out came even more.
Spiders crawling on top of spiders,
in my mouth, nose and ears,
their scary eyes staring into mine,
I was choking with utter fear.
I tried in vain to fight them off,
but my hand didn’t move a one.
I must have blacked out just then,
when I awoke they had all gone.
Things are becoming better now
and the spiders are getting less.
I’m told they’ll eventually go for good,
along with my shakes, thirst, and mess.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Pictures
Whoa oh yeah
I've seen pictures
Well i saw you just the other day
And i could not help but look your way
I say you've just got this special look
That has got me completely hooked
Ow
Pictures on the wall
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room
And i cannot find the door
Will this feeling ever go away?
Or will this feeling stay?
Will this feeling ever go away?
'cause i can't live the rest of my life this way
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon]
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon c'mon]
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
[c'mon c'mon]
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room and i cannot find the door
I see your face in the clouds in the sky
I see your face before my eyes, yeah
I see your face everywhere
And now i don't know what to do
Oh oh
Pictures on the wall
Pictures everywhere
Pictures on the wall
Everywhere i stare
Pictures on the wall
The ceiling and the floor
I'm in a metal room
And i cannot find the door
Whoa pictures...
song performed by by Hanson
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Spider
Spider crawling, on the wall
I see him and he, sees it all...
And he sees it all
I fell down in that lazy place,
Where the english language cant - penetrate and i
Saw your mouth moving - just forget it and lie here with me
Maybe we should just, climb under the sheets
Where the words they dont get in the way
We were wondering, if you recall
Is this the end of it - end of everything
We were wondering, wonder
Spider crawling - in my left ear
Has a message I - want you to hear
Hope youre happy - found what youre looking for
Do you miss me, miss me at all?
Spider tells me, saw you yesterday
With somebody new - what can I say?
What can i...
Spider crawling, I crawl with him -
We go everywhere, we see everything
We are falling, we are falling, falling to nowhere
Hope youre happy - found what youre looking for
Do you miss me, miss me at all?
Spider crawling, spider crawling, spider crawling...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Spider, Spider
Spider, spider on my wall
who's the scariest of them all?
You are, you are, yesiree.
You bit me 3 times right where I see.
My eye was swollen and tearing fast.
I prayed real hard for my vision to last.
And it did you know?
So wherever I go
I look whenever you're on my wall.
I watch every move. I watch where you crawl
until you go away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Dying Brain
Do you recall how I was once your fire –?
And we, a regal cloud of unity
Meandering through the closing blues of night,
Commanding stars to glitter;
Dawn to blush?
Your answer comes in ever-blanking stares:
A wall that blocks the know,
Damping down the glow that used to emanate
From clear and lucid eyes.
They've lost the will to recognise.
But hear! We are fifty years together –
And once we writhed in pleasure –
Drowning in emotion,
That which was our prime.
You don't recall.
You only lie as vegetation
Scattered on the ground:
A living mound of flesh,
Devoid of any neural mesh
To let you say 'I'm sound.'
Don't worry Dear,
For I'm aware with memory!
I'll tell you how we were.
We have our right of history!
If you could just concur.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me
Please remember, remember me, remember, remember
Please remember, remember me, remember
Please remember, remember me
Please remember, remember
Please remember
Please
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Lonely Spider
The lonely spider reaches out
For what, you might ask?
If not to spin his web then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
The lonely spider calls out
For what, you might ask?
If not for his mate then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
The lonely spider waits
For what, you might ask?
If not for his food then for what?
For his identity
The identity of him
His identity...
'A spider doesn't have feelings! '
How should you know?
'A spider isn't that smart! '
That could be true.
'A spider can never have a real identity! '
And neither could you, or any of us
But we try to find one even if we're not looking
And thats our life... after which we die
What have we done with our life up until then?
Either we've thrown it away, gave it up, wrecked it, lived it up to the fullest, took it for granted, or got far in it.
We still had one.
It's up to us what we shall do with it
Just like the lonely spider
Who will probably just end up on the bottom of your shoe anyways
poem by Andreanna Atkins
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Sleigh Ride
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling
Ring ting tingling too
Come on it's lovely weather
For a Sleigh Ride together with you
Out side the snow is falling
And friends are calling "You hoo!"
Come on it's lovely weather
For a Sleigh Ride together with you
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up let's go
Let's look at the snow
We're riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up it's grand
Just holding your hand
We're gliding along with sonf a wintry fairy land
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
We're snuggled up together
Like two birds of a feather would be
Let's take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on it's lovely weather
For a Sleigh Ride together with you
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray
It'll be the perfect ending to a perfect day
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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The Noiseless Patient Spider Of Walt
after reading walt's poem
on the noiseless patient spider i,
tried to verify it outside, i,
stepped out the door and sought
that spider
or any spider for that matter and i,
found one
hanging
motionless on its web
between the jack fruit tree and
the wall of the tamarind
and with my camera i began
clicking
i, want to catch what
is noiseless, and patient
and motionless
i, must, have been too careless
or impatient
when i fed the shot in my pc
the patience cannot be seen
the spider
even
is missing.l
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Boris The Spider
Look, hes crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now hes up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now hes dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe hes as scared as me
Wheres he gone now, I cant see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesnt seem to move at all
Perhaps hes dead, Ill just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Hes come to a sticky end
Dont think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl round
Hes embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
song performed by by Who
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The Saga Of The Speaking Digital Clock
I woke up during the night at 12: 03
And waited for I wanted 'Rob' to see
And then at 12: 04 to my surprise
'Roy' appeared there lit up before my eyes
'My Lord', I said, 'What are you saying? '
'Are You telling me to keep on praying? '
With that in mind I closed my eyes to pray
And when I next opened them it was day
Postscript
Rob died in the early hours of the morning on Wednesday 14th October 2009. About a week later I woke up at 5: 05 and looking up on the ceiling I saw SOS:
'It's too late Rob, I'm so sorry', I said
I cannot help you now that you are dead
And my only hope is that you had cried
For the Lord to save you before you died
Digital when displayed on the ceiling
1205 looks like ROB
1204 looks like ROY
505 looks like SOS
Sleigh Ride
(*) just hear those sleigh bells jingling
Ring-ting-tingling too
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling
And friends are calling yoo-hoo
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
(**) lets take the road before us
And sing a chorus or two
Come on its lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, lets go
Lets look at the snow
Were riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, its grand
Just holding your hand
Our cheeks are nice and rosy
And comfy cozy are we
Were smuggled up together
Like birds of a feather would be
Repeat (**)
Theres a christmas party
At the home of farmer gray
Itll be the perfect ending
Of a perfect day
Well be singing the songs
We love to sing
Without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch
The chestnuts pop
Pop pop pop
Theres a happy feeling nothing
In the world can buy
As they pass around the coffee
And pumpkin pie
Itll nearly be like a picture print
By currier and ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives
Repeat (*)
Repeat (**)
song performed by by Carpenters
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The Love We Once Shared
An unmarked gravestone.
When is the last time you visited?
The forgotten, the forgotten, the forgotten.
How many days have went bye?
How many times have you smiled since then?
How many time have you woke in the middle of the night screaming and clenching you fist?
How many, oh how many tear drops fall and wash away in the stream of lost souls just trying to find their way back home?
His name, empty an hollow, his date of both life and death doesn't exist.
All that remains is some old bones below the dirt of an unmarked grave.
I remember when he was first conceived, things were so different back then.
Not the fear that is present ever so much now.
No one wants to help each other, too afraid to get pulled down.
But once your down here, where is it you think you are going go?
I just don't know ow ow, but I do remember the love we once shared.
I remember as you were taken away in handcuffs crying but I didn't mean too.
Hard to forget such traumatic moments.
Emotion becomes the string to the cloth we are yet to weave.
For love we will all deceive.
An unmarked gravestone.
When is the last time you visited?
The forgotten, the forgotten, the forgotten.
How many days have went bye?
How many times have you smiled since then?
How many times have you woke in the middle of the night screaming and clenching your fist?
How many, oh how many tear drops fall and wash away in the stream of lost souls just trying to find their way back home?
He had such pretty baby blue eyes, just like you.
A reflection of what we hate.
A reflection of what we contemplate.
I still don't understand why you did it.
And I probably never will.
Was he crying too loud?
Did you have to feed him one too many time.
And does the why make it any easier?
Taking a step back.
Taking it all in.
A unrealistic clouded moment with anger and hate in my eyes.
What right did you have.
Their were so many different choices back then.
How am I suppose to grieve with her ghosts image still sitting right in front of me.
An unmarked gravestone.
When is the last time you visited?
The forgotten, the forgotten, the forgotten.
How many days have went bye?
How many times have you smiled since then?
How many time have you woke in the middle of the night screaming and clenching you fist?
How many, oh how many tear drops fall and wash away in the stream of lost souls just trying to find their way back home?
Just trying to find their way back home.
Just trying to find their way back home.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Pony Boy
Pony boy pony boy
Wont you be my pony boy
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoo
My pony boy
Ride with me ride with me
Wont you take a ride with me
Underneath the starry sky
My pony boy
Oer the hills and through the trees
Well go ridin you and me
Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-away
My pony boy
Down into the valley deep
neath the eaves we will sleep
Sky of dreams up above
My pony boy
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Sleigh Ride
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, yoo-hoo!
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, lets go,
Lets look at the show
Were riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, its grand,
Just holding your hand.
Were gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland.
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we.
Were snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be.
Lets take that road before us and sing a chorus or two.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Theres a birthday party at the home of farmer gray.
Itll be the perfect ending of a perfect day.
Well be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop,
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. pop! pop! pop!
Theres a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy,
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie.
Itll nearly be like a picture print by currier and ives.
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, yoo-hoo!
Come on, its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Sleigh Ride
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling ring ting tingling too
Come on its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling yoo-hoo
Come on its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, lets go
Lets look at the show
Were riding in a wonderland of snow
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up its grand
Just holding your hand
Were gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we
Were snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Lets take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
Theres a christmas party at the home of farmer gray
It would be the perfect ending of a perfect day
Well be singing the songs we love to sing
Without a single stop
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop
Theres a happy feeling nothin in the world can buy
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie
It will nearly be like a picture print of currier and ives
These wonderful things are the things well remember all through our lives
These wonderful things are the things well remember all through our lives
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy cozy are we
Were snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be
Lets take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on its lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
song performed by by Air Supply
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Sleigh Ride
SLEIGH RIDE
performed by: Debbie Gibson
written by: Leroy Anderson (music) and Mitchell Parish (words)
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo-hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, let's go,
Let's look at the show
We're riding in a wonderland of snow.
Giddy-yap, giddy-yap, giddy-yap, it's grand,
Just holding your hand.
We're gliding along with a song of a wintery fairyland.
Our cheeks are nice and rosy and comfy-cozy are we.
We're snuggled up together like two birds of a feather would be.
Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
There's a birthday party at the home of Farmer Gray.
It'll be the perfect ending of a perfect day.
We'll be singing the songs we love to sing without a single stop,
At the fireplace while we watch the chestnuts pop. Pop! Pop! Pop!
There's a happy feeling nothing in the world can buy,
When they pass around the coffee and the pumpkin pie.
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives.
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring-ting-tingling, too.
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you.
Outside the snow is falling and friends are calling, "Yoo-hoo!"
Come on, it's lovely weather for a sleigh ride together with you
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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For My Beloved...
there's a thorn in my hair
a bone in my throat
there is a lump on my back
there is log in my eye
there is a cloud in my mind
there is a stain in my shirt
there is a snake in my bed
a scorpion in my pocket
there is wolf by my door
a jackal on the stair
there is bat on the wall
a spider on the ceiling
there is this blindness
in my heart
there are blocks in my thoughts
the hands of the clock
are running too slow
there is an eclipse of my sun
there is a rock in my river
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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