Guy With A Handsome Dog
There's a guy with his first
name on his truck-
he might work for a company
that rhymes with Muck-
get that word out of your
mind, it's not the word __________.
He makes bids on jobs with
Concrete-
messy not very neat.
He has a dog whose
name rhymes with Lake-
He's handsome (the dog)
make no mistake.
Now the last time I
saw him he wagged his tail-
I had a doggie treat for him,
I forgot it, oh well...
I wonder if the dog is still doing fine?
I haven't seen him for quite sometime.
Who knows?
I hope handsome dog is having a hot dog & some wine.
That being said-
doing I have anymore funny things to rhyme?
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 14,2011
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Guy With No Last Name
There's a guy with his first name on his truck,
he lives on a street that rhymes with Buck,
get that word out of your mind, it's not ___.
He makes bids on jobs with concrete,
I hear it's messy and not very neat.
He has a dog whose name rhymes with Lake,
He's cute (the dog) make no mistake.
Now the last time I saw him he wagged his tail,
I had a treat for him, I forgot it, oh well.
I wonder if the dog is still alive,
I haven't seen him for a very long time.
Who knows, I hope he's fine.
That being said, I have no more words to rhyme.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 14,2011
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Suzy Rhymes
All of Suzy’s dolls lined up in a row,
dressed in ruffles with flowers and bows.
Wishing dolls sweet dreams filled with delight,
Suzy goes to bed thinking funny rhymes.
Writing as fast as she can before she forgets
doesn’t want to wake her sister sleeping in her bed.
Goes to the laundry room where the
wash machine runs,
making swishing sounds.
all her rhymes come at once.
Suzy writes in the dark real fast,
knowing her words might have no other chance.
At school the next day,
teacher compliments Suzy’s poetry forte,
Suzy is proud and she lets out a smile,
Knowing her poetry writing was worth all the while.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 7,2011
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Chuck Negron Of Three Dog Night
Chuck Negron who I did meet
is really sincere and really sweet.
Chuck wrote "Three Dog Nightmare".
almost like one of Razel's "Frightmares"
It's about his drug addiction
& his word of hope
for anyone addicted to or strung out on dope.
I told him I wrote'Poems of
Inspiration and Recovery'
People who read them
can feel better with discovery.
My poems have words in them
like the word "pray".
These poems along with his book
where on display
in Hazelden Ctr. that very same day.
Chuck did sign my book to alias Suzae
Now buy it on Amazon or at
your local bookstore
it's worth every penny
and then some more.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 2nd 2011
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Razel's Song to planet Earth
Yes, my PreciOUS Planet Earth...
You have alot on Your PLATE
I know those Humans have to
STOP POLLUTING before it's TOO LATE...
Anyways, the Sun has been Quite kind,
And I know It's not your TIME,
Yes, I won't FREEZE YOU and YOUR SUN,
I hope You Don't Mind
I want to Be a Very HAPPY ValenTINE...
And Believ ME I WOn't WINE...
I'll try To SHINE...
In MY NEXT BOOK
Where EveryBODY Gets aLONG JUST FINE...
Copyright 2010 Suzae Chevalier
Written on October 15,2010 in NYC Starbucks LIVE
Copyright 2010 Chevalier Originals, Inc
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Thank Your Angels Everyday
Thank your angels everyday
Thank your angels for they send messages your way.
They are watching over you all the time
they know what is going to happen and
want to make sure you are fine.
So look for signs and have an open mind
angels protect with love from the divine.
A larger picture that you might not know about
angels move things in our dimension without a shout.
So thank your angels everyday
for they are on your side
bringing good things your way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 24,2012
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2 Words
I said 2 words in your audio cage,
you looked at me like I was a sage.
I'm well aware of all the signs,
I see similarities all the time.
Signs were in the movie that we both viewed,
it had in it my birth state that was the 1st clue.
then the same vehicles we both drive,
that helped me put it together and finally realize.
Then there was the other one who was like you,
you both were the same age,
like your girlfriends too.
But it does not end all here,
my vengeful psychic lied
to me later that year.
Vengeful psychic wanted me,
to move to the place by the sea,
this was all about the year 2003.
Then she said something was up in 2008,
she told me to go to California before it was too late,
she denied that there was another one in this state.
We both know she said 'he is by the sea',
she tried to prevent the meeting of the 'man for me'.
trying to make me believe a false delusional reality,
so much for the my mislead memories,
I can write all about them now in my diaries.
Knowing that one word begins with an 's'
second word has a 2 letters from the word
'mess'
I don't know if you can guess,
they say this person is the best.
Written on 1/26/2011 by Suzae Chevalier
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No Birthdays In Heaven
No birthdays in heaven
we do not age,
I hear we stay
around 20-30
said a sage.
Now, what
will Melodie
and UniCandle
unicorn do?
I think they
will have to
“Sing the Blues”.
Now Razel will
have her way
she is happy
and thinks
she’s all
the rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 31,2011
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Hillary Clinton's Address
Hillary Rodham Clinton's address we can't dismiss,
for as human consciousness evolves, we will resolve
all issues that keep us separated from each other as a whole,
for the spiritual truth we should all know, we are from the same God.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 8,2011
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Guy With A Gold Dog
Italian guy with no last name lives on a street,
it doesn't connect to make it discreet.
The street's last letter ends with an r,
he has a motorcycle and an old antique car.
He rides in a white Chevy truck,
his street names has a word that
rhymes with the four letter word _______.
He has light blue eyes,
they are as light as the skies.
He works with his hands filling up pans
or making things break like a knife to a cake.
Once rode on his bike while my
sunglasses went for a hike,
on to exit, but not on the turnpike.
I petted his dog whose hair is gold,
heard a funny story about his dog
Guy once had told.
Maybe one day he will laugh at this poem.
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California Fate
Traveling far and traveling fast,
going to California at last.
Surprises await, so I must not hesitate,
I've seen the Golden bridge with the gate.
and also Big Bear Lake,
But this time I will seal my fate,
making Razel very Great,
but of course Melodie will have her say,
she will win the prize at the end of the day.
Written by Suzae Chevalier Jan.14th 2011
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Alias Poem
Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
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Another Italian
There is a Writer I have to admit,
who has a beard upon his chin.
Now this what I told him,
"You used to look like an Italian,
but now you look like your from
the middle east,
why did you write a poem
with the word beast? "
"Now I hear we were lovers
in a past life,
your in my poem
with the word knife."
"Now you know
what karma is about,
This time I will have the last word out.
Written on Feb.6,20011 by Suzae Chevalier
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Hugged Gwenth Paltrow's Grandmother
Standing outside on a sunny day,
standing with bright old lady who is spunky but a little grey.
and also her CNA, we laughed and talked away.
Then I told them I don't work here anymore,
they were both sad, for they adored me and my smile,
They enjoyed my company while I was there for awhile.
I helped them with carts and also held the door.
They would miss my stories which they adored.
So then when it was time to say goodbye,
I gave a big hug to both before I cried.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on Februay 13,2012
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All People’s Day
On March the 27th,
All People of Diversity
will be present.
Present that is at Pompey Park,
Children will play,
Dogs will bark.
There will be much happiness
and glee.
People joining hands all
as one,
Sharing their cultures
having all kinds of fun.
So mark your calendars
for this day, it will be over
as fast at it came
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 15,2011
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Sister Lisa's Surprise
As a kid I made a fake "me" doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping "Please don't make a peep? "
My sister said, "Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight."
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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The Rhyming Flu
It’s 1: 15 A.M.
I’m sitting here in bed;
I want to go to sleep,
But rhymes are in my head.
I just came upstairs;
I was just on the com,
Working out a poem;
For Ainaa to recite in the morn.
The problem with rhyme and I;
Is that it starts and never stops,
Remember it’s one o’clock;
But rhymes still pulse my thoughts.
So I’m writing this very rhyme;
Hoping my rhyme runs out,
But such a hope’s impossible;
When my rhymes are as abundant as trout.
I know what you all are thinking:
“This rhyme is simply a gimmick;
This boy’s not really sleepy,
He’s wide awake with this limerick.”
“This story of sleep is really;
Just some tricky plot,
To make you think he flows out rhyme;
Like water from a cracked pot.”
But, nay, it is true;
I’ve got the rhyming flu,
I’m hoping that by writing this rhyme;
All my rhymes shall be through.
Aha, I know the cure;
The medicine’s no longer obscure!
To end this awful rhyme;
I need a word that does NOT rhyme!
I’ve heard of the word before;
It’s like English’s Achilles heel,
No matter how hard you rhyme;
Its un-rhyming-ness is an iron veil.
Touché now rhyming flu;
This word I give to you!
Try rhyming the word ‘month’
…Ha-ha, you can’t now, can you! ?
The rhyming flu has left me…
I can feel it leaving my mind…
Ahhh… I am so relieved…
The clock says it’s now sleepy time...
…zZzZZZ
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Melodie And Razel
She can write, she can draw
She can even talk Melodie Mezoree' doll.
What else can she do?
If only I could sing a tune
Hey wait! Melodie can sing!
What a wonderful thing!
Recording Melodie's voice gives Suzae a choice.
A choice to say something funny
Melodie makes the day more sunny.
Especially when she is defending a human
Razel has bashed—Melodie retorts really fast.
Suzae makes funny sayings every day
for her doll Razel and Melodie Mezoree'.
Like Razel's spider who lost it's leg
Razel has to make a spell to get it back again.
Razel makes spells that make you cringe
she does the spell while she evily sings.
Sing her song 'Razel The Ice Witch'
But Melodie writes Happy Poems
that brighten your day when you're alone!
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 20,2012
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Lady Gaga Meets Suzae
Sparkling white beautiful hair,
You see her dress begin to flare
up on center stage we all stare.
Now what is Skunky
thinking emailing pics to share,
to Lady Gaga of Suzae
Poet Extraordinaire?
Why the Lady herself thought
in a creepy kind of way,
she somehow resembled Suzae Chevalier.
Now as far as Skunky is concerned
Gaga thought he looked like her
Italian boyfriend minus the sideburns.
Wouldn’t it be funny when Gaga’s tour begins to end,
on Suzae’s birthday they would become dear friends?
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.31,2011
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Ghosts By Moon Lake
There's a lake off of Moon Lake Road,
where stories are woven and retold.
about longtime gangster Al Capone.
Now I stayed in a house
right across the street,
and believe me I did not see,
but I heard a ghost talk to me.
See now legend has it,
that Al put people in this lake,
Now ghosts are around make no mistake.
I was in this house with Uncle Lenny,
he wasn't scared for he couldn't
hear a dropp of a penny.
He told me the ghosts leave him alone,
for they know he's handicapped
unlike his nephew Tone.
Yes, Tony said he heard them too,
I don't know if he's lying
or what he says is true.
All I know I don't want to go back,
you can laugh at me and call me a quack.
I'ld rather see a ghost
then have one move my stuff,
that is scary and this I can't rebuff,
It's not like eating at Denny's
and having a lunch,
I believe in ghosts with an
absolute hunch.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on Feb.21,2011
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Cliff Is Swell
There is a guy named Cliff,
who has a natural gift.
He plays the guitar in his band,
he make original songs from poems I understand.
During the day he keeps the heat away,
he knows his stuff anytime of day.
He makes your air conditioning cold,
he doesn't need to be told.
He also works when you are not there,
for he is licensed and insured.
His air conditioning company is named Swell,
Blue ocean waves is his logo,
so it is easy to remember and tell.
Tell all your friends he is the best,
and will get the job done,
he is great, so tell your friends and everyone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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