Once upon a summer's day......
Sweet voices, sound like little bells
as children frolic on the dells
picking yellow buttercups
and four leaf clovers for good luck.
With chubby, tiny hands they forage,
in the grassy lush green woods
ferreting out treasures
within the sunlit lands.
A melody of summer sounds
hums peacefully and sweet.
Blackberries and fruits are plenty
for a happy tea time treat.
Dogs are romping in the meadows,
fetching sticks and licking hands
giving such delightful pleasures
now, here comes the ice cream van.
Chocolate lollies, ice cream cornets,
ice cold drinks are what they need,
begging mother for some silver
to go buy a snack to eat.
Dodging wasps that swarm about them,
waiting for the chance to sting,
pretty butterflies abounding,
now the birdies start to sing.
Dusk is coming, sun is setting,
little legs are tired now,
soon the homeward track they're treading,
craving for a comfy bed.
Bath time, bed time, night time stories
of the daytime fun they've had.
Sleepy heads on plumped up pillows,
say goodnight to mum and dad.
poem by Ruth Walters
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The Sweet Hello Sad Goodbye
Red like fire was the day I met you.
I tell you now, there are no regrets.
In this room there are many memories.
Some are good, some I try to forget.
I thought we were the chosen ones,
Who were supposed to fly.
Were very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we seem to run and hide.
And I cant help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
My heart was like a runaway train, babe.
I dont believe Ive ever felt more alive.
In this room I hear voices linger.
We never talked about the price.
You know youre not the only one,
Who knows how to cry.
Were very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And I cant help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Were very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And I cant help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
song performed by by Roxette
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The Sweet Hello, The Sad Goodbye
Red like fire was the day i met you.
I tell you now, there are no regrets.
In this room there are many memories.
Some are good, some i try to forget.
I thought we were the chosen ones,
Who were supposed to fly.
We're very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we seem to run and hide.
And i can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
My heart was like a runaway train, babe.
I don't believe i've ever felt more alive.
In this room i hear voices linger.
We never talked about the price.
You know you're not the only one,
Who knows how to cry.
We're very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And i can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
We're very much the same, you and i.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Still waiting to get hurt, time after time.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
When love lies in our hands, we run away and hide.
And i can't help but wonder why.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
Goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
The sweet hello, the sad goodbye.
song performed by by Roxette
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Spring
The alder by the river
Shakes out her powdery curls;
The willow buds in silver
For little boys and girls.
The little birds fly over
And oh, how sweet they sing!
To tell the happy children
That once again ’tis spring.
The gay green grass comes creeping
So soft beneath their feet;
The frogs begin to ripple
A music clear and sweet.
And buttercups are coming,
And scarlet columbine,
And in the sunny meadows
The dandelions shine.
And just as many daisies
As their soft hands can hold
The little ones may gather,
All fair in white and gold.
Here blows the warm red clover,
There peeps the violet blue;
O happy little children!
God made them all for you.
poem by Celia Thaxter
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Summer Snapshot
High up in the sky, the sun is shining.
Outside restaurants, people are dining.
Over the sea, sailboats are dashing.
Against the shore, waves are crashing.
Up in the sky, seagulls are screeching.
Up to the sun, flowers are reaching.
In the park, children are playing.
In the breeze, branches are swaying.
From car windows, music is blaring.
More of their bodies, people are bearing.
Down at the beach, people are bathing:
A nice, healthy tan, they are all craving.
Through the sky, birds are flying.
On the clothesline, washing is drying.
Along the roads, cars are queuing.
In bed, at night, people are stewing.
To peoples' bodies, clothes are sticking.
Frozen ice lollies, children are licking.
Their garden borders, people are weeding.
Ducks, on the river, children are feeding.
Strawberries and cream, people are eating.
Friends, for a drink, people are meeting.
In their back gardens, people are sitting.
Through the air, butterflies are flitting.
Over at Wimbledon, there is tennis.
Of themselves, wasps make a menace.
Ice cold drinks, people are sipping,
In the playground, girls are skipping.
People eat chips with fish in crisp batter.
Over at Henley, there is a Royal Regatta.
Of our summer, when the weather is hot,
The above, make up merely a snapshot.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Birthday of sugar
Today is my birthday,
Friends! invite you all to celebrate;
candy, squashes and other friends
lolly pop, ice cream and chocolate;
Do join this auspicious occasion,
we will have today best celebration
my boy friend, cake will too arrive
dressed in the costumes of prince.
You know once he hugged me,
since then he is permanently sweet
you will have a chance to kiss
to my boy friend cake, don't miss.
Special invitations to dear ants
being greedy they roam for hunt
yes, potato, sweet juices and fruits
not invited because they are diabetic.
Time is very important for me
because in so many work I am busy
many people do not finish their feast
without my prepared dishes of sweet.
My dear children's love chocolate
and ice cream too I have to create.
Needed too in Bakery and confectionery
Bless me to live long gracefully.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Cream
This is it
Its time for u to go to the wire
U will hit
Cuz u got the burnin desire
Its your time (time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it
U are fine (fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Ure so good
Baby there aint nobody better (aint nobody better)
So u should
Never, ever go by the letter (never ever)
Ure so cool (cool)
Everything u do is success
Make the rules (rules)
Then break them all cuz u are the best
Yes u are
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Look up in the air, its your guitar
Do your dance
Why should u wait any longer?
Take a chance
It could only make u stronger
Its your time (its your time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it (go on and blow it)
Ure so fine (ure so fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it (u know it)
Come on
Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u ever stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Cream
Cream
Right there
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop
Boogie
song performed by by Prince
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Happy Song
Original version by babys gang (1984).
We are down, we are crazy fools everyday at school.
Teachers here, teachers there,
Books and books, they are everywhere.
Come on boys, we need to dance, we have got a good chance.
Lay your problems on the floor, clap your hands and sing once more:
Everybody, lets go to the king,
We can dance there, dance and eat an ice-cream.
Everybody dancing all night long,
Try to do it, sing a happy song.
Music, dancing in the night, we can get so high,
For no reason no long stop, nows the time to go to the top.
Its a sweeter happy song, well sing all night long.
Lay your problems on the floor, clap your hands and sing once more:
Everybody, lets go to the king,...
Its time to dance, its time to sing, sing a happy song, a happy song.
Lets go, lets go boys, come with me and sing, sing a happy song.
Come on boys, we need to dance, we all have got a good, good chance.
Lay your problems on the floor, clap your hands and sing once more.
Music sound in the night, we all can get so high,
For no reason no long stop, nows the time to go to the top.
We are down, we are crazy fools everyday at school. ...
Come on boys, we need to dance, we have got a good chance. ...
Everybody, lets go to the king. ...
Lets go, lets go boys, come with me and sing, sing a happy song.
Everybody, lets go to the king,... - everybody -
song performed by by Boney M.
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5. Priceless
Chopping up walnuts whipping up cream
Grating fine chocolate that tastes like a dream
Out from the oven all cakes raised well
Looking delicious and what a great smell
Onto a rack place the sponges to cool
Watching with interest whilst perched on a stool
Melting more chocolate to use as a topping
Take all the walnuts spent so much time chopping
Lifting cooled bottom cake onto a tray
Thickly whipped cream spread as thick as you may
Then placed the top sponge on cream like a hat
Sharp eyes watched cream they belonged to our cat
Hot melted chocolate now drizzled on top
Getting quite thick we will soon have to stop
Sprinkle the nuts into chocolate now setting
Along with the grated choc we’re not forgetting
Could it be time to try what looks nice?
Two sponges in one means you get something twice
Where is the knife that will cut me a slice?
Whatever it costs I will pay any price
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Sleepy Time Time
By jack bruce and janet godfrey
Im a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time, sleepy time all the time.
Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working aint right.
Chorus
I have my sunday, that aint no lie.
But on monday morning comes my favorite cry.
Chorus
song performed by by Cream
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Sleepy Time Time
By jack bruce and janet godfrey
Im a sleepy time baby, a sleepy time boy.
Work only maybe, life is a joy.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Well have a sleepy time time.
Sleepy time time, sleepy time all the time.
Asleep in the daytime, asleep at night.
Life is all playtime; working aint right.
Chorus
I have my sunday, that aint no lie.
But oh monday morning aint my favorite cry.
Chorus
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Spring Time 'n Chocolate
Have you noticed the subtle changes
Lately along the roadway?
Color is popping out now
A little more every single day
The trees aren’t quite so bare
For green is peeking through
And some blossoms also we see
Their colors so sweet and so true
Just as sweet as chocolate
A treat for your eyes and your nose
As the weather becomes a little warmer
We are able to wear cooler clothes
I also notice the little bugs
Coming out into the elements again
Flies and bumble bees a’buzzin’
And spiders have webs to spin
Ah yes, spring time and chocolate
Both are welcome and deliciously sweet
Both make us smile when we’re sad
They are truly delightful treats!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Dessert Storm
No one saw it coming,
that warm September day-
Not the workers at the pudding shack
Who mixed sweet treats for pay.
Not the Rookie at the pressure valves
Not the people in the town
It was the Rookies’ rank incompetence
That set in motion what went down.
Nine vats of Snack Time pudding
Exploded with a roar
Three hundred thousand gallons
Went oozing out the door
The workers never had a chance
On this, their final day
Ending up like Easter bunnies
For a giant’s holiday
That mighty wave of chocolate.
Like a Tsunami hit the town.
Sweet creamy death swept over them
Deliciously, they drowned.
Others turned and tried to flee.
They ran for all their worth.
The swift were lucky to escape
This scrumptious hell on earth
The survivors of the snack slide
Lost all they owned in town
It was a diabetics’ wet dream
Everything was chocolate brown.
It was the worst snacktastrophe
Our land had ever seen.
Obama sent marines with spoons
The air force dropped whipped cream.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Chocolate Treats
Do you enjoy chocolate, my friend?
I know you know what I mean
Pure and lovely and sweet and thick
For chocolate is like a dream
Creamy and rich and succulent
Just melts right on your tongue
So many kinds to choose from
And you don’t have to choose just one
We can choose from delicious syrup
Poured on other delicacies
A dish of ice cream icy cold
Would be absolutely perfect for me
Or a piece of velvety chocolate
Take your time and let it go
It’ll melt right in your mouth
Oh, how I do really love it so
So whatever strikes your fancy
Whether sitting or on the run
If you want a special treat
Serve chocolate for everyone!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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You Spend Always For Company
it is always the case
this money that you spend to lavish your friends
with anything that you can think of just to keep
company alive: a buffet yesterday
a dinner by the beach
pizza at the yellow cab
and some home made ice cream and some light beer
some like it better with tomato cream soup
and others ask for a can of coke
one orders a bottle of mineral water
and then a nice conversation is shared
some stories pass from one mouth to another
about a friend whose life is messy
about a wife who can no longer endure an unhappy marriage
with a violent husband to boot
making her a punching bag and the latest decision
to petition for an annulment of marriage
some discover about a two friends finally having a gay affair
and the talks become so intriguing
you listen, the hours pass, the nights get darker, the music gets louder
you just listen, you look at each face facing you
without any significance
your mind travels far away from them
you get a scoop of vanilla ice cream
and they ask about you
and you tell them that the ice cream is so good.
it is not so sweet. just enough to tickle your tongue.
then one gets so sleepy, yawns and you say that it is such a
very romantic night.
you foot the bill. everyone is happy with you.
a pleasant company.
good night, they say, and again you are left alone
walking at dawn, and then the lights are slowly turned off.
the beach gets so white, with the coming of the morning sun.
some shadows start to vanish. another set of walkers
and blank faces and you say: the night is over.
good morning boracay!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Sixties Childhood
Scrumping apples and kicking footballs
climbing trees and scaling walls
playing marbles in the street
I wonder what became of my mate Pete?
Lots of picnics in the sun
Uncle Stan being so much fun
chasing Butterflies and catching frogs
throwing sticks for our two dogs.
Fishing for Sticklebacks in the stream
licking lollies and eating ice-cream
doing wheelies on my bike
I wonder what became of my pal Mike?
Father playing Cricket on the village green
Mother always washing and keeping the house clean.
the garden colourful with a beautiful scent
and a man in a suit collecting the rent.
Watching T.V. in black and white
all gathered round on a Saturday night
it being so quiet on the day of rest
me and my sister in our Sunday best.
Fell out of the tree hurting my legs
dangerous hobby stealing bird's eggs
Woodpecker, Wren, Starling, and Thrush,
Mother says I'm as daft as a brush.
Now here I sit alone in my chair
with varicose veins and thinning white hair
running and laughing and full of such joy
oh how I wish I was that little boy.
poem by Kevin Halls
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A Poem For Sarah
A sweet song passed through process
And this time is especially for you.
While listening to an old lyric
Life comforts me and makes me whole.
Inside you is a paradise of chocolate
And I wish I could live there forever.
Your nails are shining like a crystal;
You are like a dove in the midst of peahen
I held your hands and felt the gentleness;
I kissed your lips and begged for more.
As wise as a tortoise - as nice as a deer
As beautiful as an angel and as lovely as a Crane
You‘re sweet, sweeter than ice cream
You are more expensive than those treasures.
I stared at your eyes and sang along...
Please one more kiss before you say goodbye
poem by Ndidi Ubogu
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Summer Chimes and Summer Wines
Listening to the summer chimes,
Of summer sounds of summer time,
Bringing all that nature is,
That shows and sounds like,
Summer chimes,
Chimes of soft winds,
Chimes of soft river streams,
Sounds that say of that time and season,
That summer time sounds so sweet,
It rings the sounds of summer chimes,
With rays of sunlight streaming by,
Summer chimes with summer wines,
Can be the momentum interludes of summer times,
When summer time is to be,
There in natures places,
Full of bloom and hidden places,
Where,
Listening to the summer chimes,
Of summer time,
And sitting and drinking,
A summer wine,
With the summer chimes,
And summer wines,
With summer and its nature sounds,
Bringing out the musical chimes,
Of summer sounds,
Along with summer chance,
And the per chance that evolves,
Bringing summer chimes,
With summer wines,
Of true summer chance,
With love intwined,
And summer wine,
So if per chance,
To meet again,
That evolves and begins,
From summer meets,
Bringing that summer chance,
To summer chimes,
With summer wines,
That begins and lasts,
Within in the hearts of those,
That let per chance happen,
And fall in love,
Then it will continue all year long,
For those that took the chance,
In summer chance,
And let the per chance,
Take it course,
And win,
For love to hear,
The summer chimes,
Sipping summer wine.
poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain
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Setting The Woods On Fire
Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and Ill act prouder
You sing loud and Ill sing louder
Tonight were setting the woods on fire
You my gal and Im your feller
Dress up in your frock of yeller
Ill look swell but youll look sweller
Setting the woods on fire
Well take in all the honkey tonks
Tonihgt were having fun
Well show the folks a brand new dance
That never has been done
I dont care who thinks were silly
You be daffy and Ill be dilly
Well order up to bowls of chili
Setting the woods on fire
Ill gas up my hot rod stocker
Well get hotter than a poker
Youll be broke but Ill be broker
Tonight were setting the woods on fire
Well sit close to one another
Up the one street and down the other
Well have a time o brother
Setting the woods on fire
Well put aside a little time
To fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doing fine
But the air is showing through
You clap hands and Ill start bowing
Well do all the laws allowin
Tomorrow Ill be right back plowing
Setting the woods on fire
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Settin The Woods On Fire
Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and Ill act prouder
You sing loud and Ill sing louder
Tonight were setting the woods on fire
You my gal and Im your feller
Dress up in your frock of yeller
Ill look swell but youll look sweller
Setting the woods on fire
Well take in all the honkey tonks
Tonihgt were having fun
Well show the folks a brand new dance
That never has been done
I dont care who thinks were silly
You be daffy and Ill be dilly
Well order up to bowls of chili
Setting the woods on fire
Ill gas up my hot rod stocker
Well get hotter than a poker
Youll be broke but Ill be broker
Tonight were setting the woods on fire
Well sit close to one another
Up the one street and down the other
Well have a time o brother
Setting the woods on fire
Well put aside a little time
To fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doing fine
But the air is showing through
You clap hands and Ill start bowing
Well do all the laws allowin
Tomorrow Ill be right back plowing
Setting the woods on fire
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Too Much Time On My Hands
Written by tommy shaw
Lead vocals by tommy shaw
Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve oclock news blues
And Ive given up hope on the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder Im not crazy? is it any wonder Im sane at all
Well Im so tired of losing- I got nothing to do and all day to do it
I go out cruisin but Ive no place to go and all night to get there
Is it any wonder Im not a criminal?
Is it any wonder Im not in jail?
Is it any wonder Ive got
Too much time on my hands, its ticking away with my sanity
Ive got too much time on my hands, its hard to believe such a calamity
Ive got too much time on my hands and its ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
Well, Im a jet fuel genius - I can solve the worlds problems
Without even trying
I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends
That is, as long as Im buying
Is it any wonder Im not the president
(hes not the president)
Is it any wonder Im null and void?
Is it any wonder Ive got
Too much time on my hands, its ticking away at my sanity
Ive got too much time on my hands, its hard to believe such a calamity
Ive got too much time on my hands and its ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
song performed by by Styx
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