Sacred Bubbles
Why do I need
a bottle of
champagne
when I can have
sips of tears
made of
sacred bubbles
derived from
undisputed
conqueror
of my heart
Our tears
could be
the finest
champagne
on earth
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Champagne Si, Agua No
Folks, gull reef regrets the water shortage.
Wild night out there!
Water in the sea, water from the sky, no water in the club,
But while the pump gets repaired, lets live!
If the water cant flow, the wine can!
Champagne party in the lobby!
Champagne si, agua no
Let it rain, let it blow
To hell with the h2o
Champagne si, agua no
The gull reef clubs not too ship shape
Time for a party time for a break
Tonight all our troubles will soon disappear
Cause champagne is cheaper than water down here
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si, agua no
A toast to the french who gave us these bubbles
A toast to your host who stands in this rubble
Running this hotel is no piece of cake
So cut me some slack people give me a break
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si,agua no
A toast to columbus, arawaks and caribs
To pirates and patriots, rascals and thieves,
The limbo, the cha cha and what we love most
A free champagne party put on by our host
Champagne si, agua no
Champagne si, agua no
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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What Suits Me May Not Suit You
The bubbles in my pink champagne
Add to my air of gaiety.
I have no reason to complain.
The bubbles in my pink champagne
Remind me that I must retain
My place in high society
The bubbles in my pink champagne
add to my air of gaiety.
I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale
as any Englishman would do
I do not doubt that’s true for you
Because I have no reason to
But I prefer good honest ale
I do not doubt that’s true for you
But I prefer good honest ale.
Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.
So I accord your due respect.
Each to their own I must accept
I have to say I don’t expect
To change established precedent.
Each to their own I must accept
Taste leaves little room for argument.
(31 August 2011)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Winston Churchill My Kind Of Host
Let us party with Winnie
Winston Churchill.
Perhaps we might partake
of brandy and cigars?
I rather liked the wine tipped
rum flavoured cigars as a lad.
Winnie is my kind of host
Champagne Pol Roger.
Winnie offers guests unlimited
Champagne, Cigars and Brandy.
Champagne chilled a little please
room temperature simply appalls.
Champagne in the refrigerator
an hour and a half before serving please.
Or into the ice bucket with a suitable
ice-water mixture, at least twenty minutes,
before serving really if you please.
Ah a nice vintage-dated Champagne
a high-quality bubbly, let the bottle then,
warm up we don’t want to miss out on,
mature character of seasoned Champagne.
An awful lot of character, particularly
with respect to aroma can be lost,
when wine is served a little too cold,
a little too warm don’t you think?
Champagne and dry white wines of quality,
are best served at a temperature,
between 8ºC and 10ºC perhaps a little higher?
Perhaps you would care for
a Churchill Martini mixed?
Shake gin with cracked ice,
strain into chilled cocktail
glass, & garnish with olive.
Winnie rather likes to drink it while
looking at a bottle of dry vermouth.
Perhaps a Highball then Sir?
Winnie prefers just whiskey & water.
In Africa Winnie adds whiskey,
to make unsavory horrid water potable.
Yes of course Hine Brandy an excellent choice.
Distilled. As Winnie always says.
'I have taken more from brandy than brandy
has taken from me.' A health elixir!
Simply superb Johnnie
Walker Red Scotch.
Winnie is a good friend
of Sir Alexander Walker.
Yes Winnie is my kind of host. Winnie
truly is the epitome of a great man.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The wit of a graduate student is like champagne. Canadian champagne.
quote by Robertson Davies
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Champagne Supernova
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you while we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky
Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannonball
Where were you while we were getting high?
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Someday you will find me
Caught beneath the land slide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova
Cuz people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I
song performed by by Oasis from (What's The Story) Morning Glory
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In Private
Yo wussup baby?
Its been a while since I seen you.
See tonight we gonna do something a lil different.
See we gonna do it like this...
Oh weekend alone, waters running, bubbles bublin.
No kids, no work, no phones, pagers.
Im gon give you what youre worth.
I just wanna take all your worries away.
All away.
Meet me at our weekend getaway, just you and me.
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne, maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
See this is an exclusive.
So damn secluded.
No one will know where were at.
Just me and you.
Ill eat strawberries of off you.
Before I get on top of you, baby.
I just wanna take all your troubles away.
So dont trip, no lip.
Lets get this love train goin.
I'm on my way.
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne,
maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
You can let your hair down.
You can be freaky as you want to be.
No one can hear a sound.
Baby, you scream as loud...
When were in private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne,
maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you.
In private.
I just wanna see the things that I dont get to see.
But now its you and me.
Were in private.
Call your girls and tellem you aint going nowhere.
Its getting hot in here.
In private.
Hot suds, good love, champagne, maintain in a heart-shaped tub.
In private.
Think of all the things we can do, well do.
When it's just me and you...
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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I'm not big on Champagne, but I'd take along a bottle of Cristal to pop for when the boat comes to the rescue.
The Universe
When I think of it all I see stars like Fireflies dancing in the night,
I see galaxies like Champagne bubbles swirling in the light,
Then when I see it all as One, swirling, changing shape,
The more I observe the more it swerves,
Then when I feel the Oneness, it burns in my chest,
Pain of infinite love so great, it tears me apart,
It delivers me to my greatness, perfection, one in the light,
Thats when I see it all, I feel the rush of everything that ever was, will be,
When my mind is bursting, the rush too great,
I return to those I love, those I pity, to rest.
Now I know no fear, no angst,
I feel the freedom of the wind in my hair,
I feel the warmth of the sun on my cheek,
I feel the soaring of my heart, the lifting of my spirit,
I still feel the tears well up for others, but my pain is no more,
The light of life pulses within us all,
Would we just take a minute to hear it's promise,
Then we would be as one,
The power of love is all it takes,
The rising power awakes,
The perfection within.
March 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Meeting Franklin Roosevelt was like opening your first bottle of champagne; knowing him was like drinking it.
quote by Winston Churchill
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Rain Tears
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Melding in torrential fears:
Chill of cloud; saddened eye-
In either way, a latent cry.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Married under sceptic jeers:
‘They'll never last.' Methinks not true, for
Either way, forever blue.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Simple love with lacy cares,
Their intercourse will ne'er refrain
From rain and tears and tears and rain.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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4 The Tears In Your Eyes (live) (feat. Wendy & Lisa)
4 the Tears in Your Eyes [Controversy Music, ASCAP - 1985]
------------------------ [From "We Are the World"]
Long ago, there was a man
Could change stone to bread
With one touch of his hand
Made the blind see
And the dumb understand
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Many people came from all around
To hear this man preach
The glorious sound
He spoke of man in harmony, and love abound
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
Faith is word, we all should try
In describing a man
Who willingly died
Believe that your sorrow, hunger, and fears
Is less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
(your eyes) (your eyes)
Less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth
song performed by by Prince
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Shuffling Among the 'Nots
Shuffling among the 'nots'!
Those who have,
Can keep what they've got.
I like the nonchalants.
They seem to have...
Lots of moxie.
The 'haves' seem to shell out a lot.
All boxed in and slick like foxes.
The 'nots' don't mind downing shots.
From a bottle that's passed to a neighbor,
Who labors.
While the 'haves' always want to cop!
And sip champagne with caviar nonstop!
Shuffling among the 'nots'!
Those who have,
Can keep what they've got.
I like the nonchalants.
They seem to have...
Lots of moxie.
Nobody brags about who has finally made it!
Or give shade while eating marmalade.
Nobody I know fakes it.
If they got it in their pocket...
No one is amazed.
Or talk about their chauffeurs,
Or laying off lazy maids.
The 'haves' seem to shell out a lot.
All boxed in and slick like foxes.
The 'nots' don't mind downing shots.
From a bottle that's passed to a neighbor,
Who labors.
While the 'haves' always want to cop!
And sip champagne with caviar nonstop!
Shuffling among the 'nots'!
Those who have,
Can keep what they've got.
I like the nonchalants.
They seem to have...
Lots of moxie.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who would be able to think?
I. Who would be able to think?
Who would be able to think
that your eyes as pretty
as stars shining in the heaven?
Who would be able to think
how restless my heart is beating,
that you are more beautiful than I had known before?
Who would be able to think
that your eyes are so pretty?
II. Who would be able to think?
Who would be able to think
that your eyes are prettier
than the sun hidden by banks of fog,
than the stars shining in heaven,
that the tears glittering on your cheeks
comes with a deep meaning?
Who would be able to think
that your eyes are prettier
than the glowing champagne which I am pouring
that the look in them would bring me to a confession
about feelings which hide in my heart like a lizard
while we touch glasses
and who would be able to think this?
III. Who would be able to think?
Who would be able to think
that your eyes are prettier than stars,
that you bring new meaning, to stars hanging in the sky
that your tears glowing against your cheeks
comes with a deep meaning?
Who would be able to think
while we touch glasses
that you are lovelier than I could comprehend before,
that you bring new meaning, to stars hanging in the sky
and when I pour sparkling champagne
the look in your eyes, could bring me to a confession?
Who would be able to think
how restless my heart is beating,
about feelings which hide in my heart like a lizard
that you bring new meaning, to stars hanging in the sky,
how deep I drown in the depths of your eyes
and that for a life long I have missed you?
Who would be able to think
that you bring new meaning, to stars hanging in the sky?
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sun.. Earth.. Sea..
The sun saw the sea dropping tears
while it was speaking its heart out
to the earth which always have been there
then when it ended, the sun asked
'' who the hell made you cry?
'' does it worth it and tell me why! ''
the sea said nothing, kept it waves calm
the heat of the sun got hotter
which made the sea more rough
fish and sea shells were cut in half
everything just came out
the sun got the bottom of the sea
while the earth was calling it
calling ad calling again
but nothing replied
it's like its voice didn't reach
but it did
it was right in the sea's ears
right in its heart, mind and tears
they were sad
when they saw thier friend being rough
being honest to the one the would make
its water evoporates
the sun went down
the sea is still crying
the sea is stil the same
sad, thinking, being its clumsy self
that's when the earth came
it returned the shelfs to the sea
made it forget everything
it always said '' it's only u & me,
I'm just right here
I got the words in your tears
but drank those salty tears
that got me and my worry
is my sea will always be sorry
for things it would never do or have done
but I know it misses the sun ''
the night seems long
both are waiting the sun
to shine again
the sun is sleepy now
looking for the right sound
the right word and attidue
sea ad earth have been togather for long
but 6 weeks ago
they got much closer
which made them warmer
and in a great mode to continue '' their '' life
poem by Sham AlSaadi
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The Fourth Amendment
THERE IS always something
to say,
something that you may not
want to hear
and break the drums
of your ear,
the truths are always covered
and sealed
like pressurized champagne
which when finally
opened
in a surprising bang
bang
all attention is caught
to the scents of life
the smell of vapor from
the pine trees
the sparkles of champagne
on the glass
that you hold tenderly
and slowly
sip
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For a while we had trouble trying to get the sound of a champagne cork exploding out of the bottle. I solved the problem by sticking my finger in my mouth and popping it out.
quote by Lawrence Welk
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Nothing, Nothing Is Wasted....
these are all my works of art
the sighs of the heart
how much time has been wasted
emotions spent
without any returns at all?
i do not mind.
The heart is a bottle of champagne
that i open
it pops out a loud sound
it is surprising everyone
here
in this small room of our existence
but then
the sparkle and the flavor and the company
drives away
all the loneliness that
we are
these are all the works of art
where the heart sings
nothing, nothing is wasted
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Too Drunk To Dream
Can you hear that lonesome moanin
Is that you or is that me
My broken heart aint aching for nothing
That I cant touch or I cant see
And do you hear that lonesome cryin
Thought I made it stop its singin
But my hands lay there on the bottle
And I just drank till my heart would be
Too drunk to dream.
So baby you can leave if you wanna
There aint no drinkin when the bottle is dry
Sugar, you can leave if you want to
I aint got no more tears to cry
Do you hear that lonesome shuffle
Of my feet walking out of the bar
And I stumble down the same damn streets
My daddy done stumbled before
So baby you can leave if you wanna
All the flowers in your garden have died
Baby, Im gonna have to warn you
I aint got no more tears to cry
Well sugar, you can leave if you want to
There aint no drinkin when the bottle is dry
Baby, Im gonna have to warn you
I aint got no more tears to cry
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Too Drunk To Dream
Can you hear that lonesome moanin
Is that you or is that me
My broken heart aint aching for nothing
That I cant touch or I cant see
And do you hear that lonesome cryin
Thought I made it stop its singin
But my hands lay there on the bottle
And I just drank till my heart would be
Too drunk to dream.
So baby you can leave if you wanna
There aint no drinkin when the bottle is dry
Sugar, you can leave if you want to
I aint got no more tears to cry
Do you hear that lonesome shuffle
Of my feet walking out of the bar
And I stumble down the same damn streets
My daddy done stumbled before
So baby you can leave if you wanna
All the flowers in your garden have died
Baby, Im gonna have to warn you
I aint got no more tears to cry
Well sugar, you can leave if you want to
There aint no drinkin when the bottle is dry
Baby, Im gonna have to warn you
I aint got no more tears to cry
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Here Comes The Tears
Once I dreamed that love would come and sweep me up away
Now it seems lifes passed me by, Im still alone today
Here come the tears
Looks like itll always be the same
No one here to comfort me
Here come the tears
All alone, no one cares.
So much to give to you all out there.
Take me now, in your arms.
Let me rest, safe from harm.
Ohhh.... I want to be loved...
I need to be loved...
Wont somebody love me....
(solo)
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears...
Here they come, here come the tears... *
(* repeat two more times in background)
Here come the tears...
Here come the tears...
Here come the tears...
Here come the tears...
Here come the tears, ohhh
Here come the tears, ohhh
Here come the tears
song performed by by Judas Priest
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