In The Showers
It was naughty to pinch all his clothes
and him all so wet and bedraggled
but he should have thought twice
when he chose to entice
all us girls into the men's showers.
Mind you it was ever so funny
to watch as he cried for his mummy
and even more fun as we pinched his pert bum
while he hopelessly searched for his trousers.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Wings to fly. my babies
As we grew my our wings to fly.
Please don't question God why.
Don't think he is unkind Mummy,
We were choosen for grater things.
Our work Is in Heaven above.
To be your Guardian Angels.
Sending down our love.
We know you are sad Mummy.
But we are, with Jesus
And he sings us lullabies.
We watch you every day Mummy.
And we see you cry.
Mummy we wish you wouldn't cry.
we are waiting here in heaven.
And when you come home Mummy,
We will run to you.
Mummy please don't be sad.
Mummy please don't cry.
We are with Jesus and he sings us lullabies.
(Archie and Emmy)
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Oh Mummy, Oh Mummy
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
where are you?
You were in your sarcophagus yesterday
but now you are gone.
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
where may you be?
Has someone in the night
come in and stolen thee?
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
I know you are two thousand years old
and just a box of bandages,
but about you, I care so.
I found you in that pyramid
amongst all your treasures
for the after life.
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
there you are hiding away from me.
Hey, what are you doing?
Oooh Mummy stop doing that,
you are two thousand years old
and I am only twenty-three.
Oooh Mummy. Oooh Mummy
don’t stop now.
Oooh Mummy you are a sexy beast.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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These Years Are More Golden
When you pinched my butt,
Of course I knew.
I know it is muscular,
And it is attractive to you.
But why did you sneak,
Just one pinch?
I was waiting to be convinced,
You wanted to be screwed too!
That one pinch did for me...
A rising I forgot could lift.
Since I turned 62!
And so prepared was I.
But you just wanted to see what I would do.
How 'rude' of you!
These years are more golden,
Than ever I thought I would behold!
I don't want to hear you giggle.
I want to feel you sweat!
And submissive under my control.
Doing something we both will not soon forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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George And The Chimney-Sweep
HIS petticoats now George cast off,
For he ws four years old;
His trousers were of nankeen stuff,
With buttons bright as gold.
'May I, ' said George, 'just go abroad,
My pretty clothes to show?
May I, mamma? but speak the word;'
The answer was, 'No, no.'
'Go, run below, George, in the court,
But go not in the street,
Lest boys with you should make some sport,
Or gipsies you should meet. '
Yet, though forbidden, he went out,
That other boys might spy,
And proudly there he walk'd about,
And thought–'How fine am I!'
But whilst he strutted through the street,
With looks both vain and pert,
A sweep-boy pass'd, whom not to meet,
He slipp'd–into the dirt.
The sooty lad, whose heart was kind,
To help him quickly ran,
And grasp'd his arm, with–'Never mind,
You're up, my little man.'
Sweep wiped his clothes with labour vain,
And begg'd him not to cry;
And when he'd blacken'd every stain,
Said, 'Little sir, good-bye. '
Poor George, almost as dark as sweep,
And smear'd in dress and face,
Bemoans with sobs, both loud and deep,
His well-deserved disgrace.
poem by Ann Taylor
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Headmaster
Headmaster, this is my confession.
This time you wont be overjoyed,
I have destroyed what little faith you had in me,
Ive been such a naughty boy.
Headmaster I am at your mercy,
Ive been such a little fool.
Ive dishonored one who trusted me,
I have broken all the rules.
Ive been with those naughty little girls again,
Now those naughty little girls are going to put me to shame.
I wish that Id been born with a little more sense,
This time its a serious offense.
I feel like an innocent victim,
I feel that I just cant win.
Headmaster please give me one chance,
Please help me to act like a man.
Ive let down the school,
Ive broken all the rules,
Ive let down the side,
Ive committed a crime.
Headmaster, this is my confession,
Ive been such a little fool.
Ive dishonored one who trusted me,
I have broken all the rules.
Ive been such a little fool.
Dont tell all my friends I bent over,
Dont tell them you made me cry.
Dont tell them Ive been sacrificed,
Dont tell all my friends or Ill die.
Headmaster dont beat me I beg you,
I know that Ive let you down.
Headmaster please spare me I beg you,
Dont make me take my trousers down.
song performed by by Kinks
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Adria, Adria, Adria Why Are You So Funny?
adria moya, hmm you do not like your name to be written in the poem
the problem with me is that
i am hardheaded and i am the kind of boy who does what mother
does not like me to do
i am naughty and so here i am
in all my mischief
adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny? adria, adria, why are you so funny?
hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha ha
do you see the train of hahahaha
come let us ride on it and forget the sad things of our lives
i will make another one the train of
tralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralal atralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralalatralal atralalatralalatralala
it is the train of dance and laughter
come, come, come,
let us be there, what is the use of being what they want you to be?
the place is here and it must be a place of fun and laughter
and something so divine later.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Party's Over (Hopelessly In Love)
The Party's Over (Hopelessly In Love)
Journey
(Steve Perry)
From "Captured"
You never call me up
when I'm alone at night
What can this poor boy do
when he's hopelessly in love with you
So I will tell you now
This love is falling down
Just what more can I do
When I'm hopelessly in love with you
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love with you
So I will tell you this
Our love is in abyss
Just what more can I do
When I'm hopelessly in love with you
You never call me up
When I'm alone at night
What can a poor boy do
When he's hopelessly in love with you
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love with you
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
I'm hopelessly in love with you
Ooh bye bye baby
The party's over
I have gone away
The party's over
I have gone away
The party's over
Over
The party's over
I have gone away
(Repeat and fade away)
From: Eric Bennett
song performed by by Journey
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Goodbye My Baby
today you were laid to rest
such a shame
because you were truely the best
so very brave and not the least bit shy
quricky and funny
just a top sorta guy
the times we talked
meant so much to me
i laughed at your moonwalk
and you asked about my family
i made fun of your beanie
you told me i was jealous
laughed it off and called me a meanie
you talked to my mummy
and to no supprise
you made a great impression
she thought you were a lovely guy
then you had the band at the ball call my name
i was kinda embarrsed
the other girls felt the same
you added me on facey
just to say sorry
i told you it was funny now
and not to worry
you were so stoked
because after all
it was a pretty funny joke
so i must confess
baby i miss you
in peace may you rest
RIP.
poem by Classic Girl
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Meet My Mummy
as the thought gurgul's in my tummy
it's time for me to introduce you to my mummy
we have played the dating game
flowers, choclates and lot's of champange
meet my mummy
we have walked on the sea coast
to our health we have raised many toast's
but a peek on the cheek is all i have recived
i have tried all my idel bantter
but i know you won't give it to me till i make you meet my mummy
meet my mummy
she is a cute old dame
i have used her in many of my love games
when i am unsure that you will sleep with me
i know it's time for me to take you to mummy
meet my mummy
because mummy will reassure you
that i am ur real prince charming
my mummy's smile is very disarming
when nothing will do the trick
it's time to stop being a prick
it's time for you to meet my muumy
meet my mummy
when i have used all the bait
and taken you out for sevral dates
and still you shy away from holding my hand
it's time to play the mummy band
meet my mummy
when all my re-assurances have failed
when you are still unsure will our love sail
it's time to bring in the mummy gail
meet my mummy
she generally does the trick
beta beta you are so pretty
what lovely match you two will make
you can trust mummy to fix up the marriage cake
meet my mummy
now that you have her assurance
it's time to jump with me in bed
it's sex time kitten
it's a great script that my mummy has written
so folks
whenever you fail to get a woman laid
the mummy game
will always work on your dame..............
poem by Anuj Tikku
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Baggy Trousers
Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules
Having fun and playing fools
Smashing up the woodwork tools
All the teachers in the pub
Passing round the ready-rub
Trying not to think of when
The lunch-time bell will ring again.
Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.
Headmasters had enough to-day
All the kids have gone away
Gone to fight with next-doors school
Every term, that is the rule
Sits alone and bends his cane
Same old backsides again
All the small ones tell tall tales
Walking home and squashing snails.
Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.
Lots of girls and lots of boys
Lots of smells and lots of noise
Playing football in the park
Kicking pushbikes after dark
Baggy trousers, dirty shirt
Pulling hair and eating dirt
Teacher comes to break it up
Back of the ead with a plastic cup.
Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
Baggy trousers, baggy trousers, baggy trousers
song performed by by Madness
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Mummy. Mummy I Could Have...
Mummy, I had just become
Could have become
In your arms beautiful and whole
Says this voice in me
In the abyss it had gone
A rapist seed planted in me
Shattered, dreams to be
Piteous life
And blank mind pushed me.
Mummy help me
By then a cry not done
Dreams elusive
They had become
Old, helpless is me
And nagging is the voice
Mummy, mummy I could have…
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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The Star
When I was a boy I searched the skies
For the truth, a star, and the worldly wise,
But ever the path of the brightest lay
On my neighbour’s roof, or another’s way.
So I chose a star and I called it ‘Dawn’
As the brightest light in a summer storm
And I charged it: ‘Lay out my future way
As bright as the path you trace today.’
But when I was older, learned and wise
I left the star in the drifting skies
And never a thought of the star was lent
While the truth, the star, and my faith was spent.
And when I was down, and worn, and thin,
I got to think what I might have been
And searched for the star in the drifting skies
And cried its name at the pale sunrise.
I’ve scanned and searched for a single star
Since the way of the world was far too far,
But all I get are the skies alight
Or a deep despair on a cloudy night!
5 July 1975
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Snap (Fun Poem 125)
Woke up and had a shower
felt great and refreshed,
laid my clothes out
and started to get dressed.
Dragged on my trousers
and then pulled on my belt.
Snap!
I stood there with half a belt in my hand
and my trousers around my ankles.
Now I need a length of string
to hold my trousers up.
Looks like it gonna be
a new belt day today.
(7 July 2011)
poem by David Harris
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Girls & Boys
Educated
With money
He's well dressed
Not funny
And not much to say in
Most conversations
But he'll foot the bill in
All situations
Cause he pays for everything
Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money
Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny
Paper
Or plastic
Don't matter
She'll have it
Vacations
And shopping sprees
These are a few
Of her favorite things
She'll get what she wants
If she's willing to please
His type of girl
Always comes with a fee
Hey, now, there's nothing for free
Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money
Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny
And these girls like these boys
like these boys like these girls
The girls with the bodies like boys with Ferraris
Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money
Let's go!
Eh, eh!
Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money
Boys will laugh at girls when they're not funny
And these girls like these boys like these boys like these girls
The girls with the bodies like boys with Ferraris
Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money
All of these boys, and all of these girls
Losing their souls in a material world
All of these boys, and all of these girls
Losing their souls in a material world
All of these boys, and all of these girls
Losing their souls in a material world
All of these boys, and all of these girls
Losing their souls in a material world
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Teddy Boy
This is the story
About a boy named ted.
If his mother said:
Ted, be good, he would.
Be good, ted. alright.
She told him tales
About a soldier dad,
But it made her sad.
Then she cried, oh my.
Ted used to tell her
He'd be twice as good
And he knew he could,
'cos in his head he said:
Mummy don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here
Taking good care of you.
Mama don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here.
Teddy's gonna see you through.
And she said:
Teddy don't worry
Your mummy's here,
Taking good care of you.
She said: teddy don't worry,
Your mummy's here,
Teddy's gonna see you through.
He said: ta da da...
Then came the day
She found herself a man.
Teddy turned and ran
Oh far away, oh yeah.
He couldn't stand
Just to be around,
So he left the town
Far away, yeah yeah.
Ted used to tell her
He'd be twice as good
And he know he could,
'cos in his head he said:
Mummy don't worry,
Now teddy boy's here,
Taking good care of you.
Mummy don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here.
Teddy's gonna see you through.
And she said:
Teddy don't worry,
Now mummy's here,
Taking good care of you.
Teddy don't worry,
Your mummy's here,
Mummy's gonna see you through.
And he said:
Mummy mummy don't worry,
Your teddy boy's here
Taking good care of you.
Mummy don't worry,
Now teddy boy's here.
Teddy's gonna see you through.
Take your partner
And don't [...],
Hold them tight
And don't let go.
Got it. jump up.
Take your partners
And don't see
When you got it,
Then let it go
Hold them tight then.
Now ted used to tell her
He'd be twice as good,
And he knew he could
'cos in his head, he said:
song performed by by Beatles
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Refuge
(david henman)
Published by summerlea music, ltd. - bmi
Im but a lad, oh for Im twenty, tuned in to dreaming
Gazing at your sign, for mad men only, my poets screaming
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
Take me to the wild black seas of madness, the savage dancer
Clothe me in insanity and leave me, to find the answer
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
I searched for you, but I cant find you
song performed by by April Wine
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Nothing is ever wrong
It's funny that you lie to me
It's funny that you want to change who I will be
It's funny that I go along with it
Even though it makes me feel like shit
It's funny how you're perfect
and how I thought you were worth it
It's funny how you said that I am suicidal
But look at you, you're no idol
It's funny how its always your way
It's funny that I never get a say
And its really funny that I called you friend
But where were you at the end?
poem by Unknown Error
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Girls & Boys
Educated with money. Hes well dressed not funny. And not much to cay in most conversations. But hell foot the bill in all situations. cause he pays for everything. Girls dont like boys, girls like cars and money. Boys will laugh at girls when their not funny. Paper or plastic dont matter. shell have it vacations and shopping sprees, theses are a few of her favorite things. Shell get what she wants if she is willing to please. His type of girl always comes with a fee. Hey now theres nothing for free. Girls dont like boys girls like cars and money. Boys will laugh at girls when their not funny. And these girls like these boys, like these boys like these girls the girls with the bodies like the boys with Ferraris. Girls dont like boys girls like cars and money. (lets go) Girls dont like boys girls like cars and money. Boys will laugh at girls when their not funny. And these girls like these boys like these boys like these girls. The girls with the bodies like the boys with Ferraris. All of these boys and all of these girls are losing their souls in a material world. All of these boys and all of these girls are losing their souls in a material world. All of these boys and all of these girls are losing their souls in a material world. All of these boys and all of these girls are losing their souls in a material world. (fade)
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Naughty Girl
Can't remember just how it happened
The way you caught my eye
Ooh my body started to tremble
Going crazy when you walked by
I know what you're all about
I know 'cause the word is out, you're such a
Chorus:
Naughty, naughty girl
Who everybody talks about
Such a naughty, naughty girl
The one I couldn't live without, ooh no
All the naughty things that you're doin'
And all the things you've done before
Takes my mind off what I'm doing
And keeps me running back for more
I know what's going on
I know when you turn it on you're such a
(Chorus)
(Solo)
(Chorus)
song performed by by Valentine
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Mummy News Cries
Mummy don't leave me today.
Mummy he hurts me again and again
Mummy I'm sorry I upset you
Mummy of course I'll go again.
News in the paper of a little girls death
News in the paper of the abuse
News in the paper of a grieving mother
News in the paper of a life gone too soon.
Cries the mother who didn't heed the cry
Cries the mother who failed to hear
Cries the mother who sent her there
Cries the mother for her dead child.
poem by Alison Smith
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