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I Am Your Chanteuse

I will be your bad news,

For I will sing songs and be a chanteuse,

What, you can’t to be amused?

I will be like Christina and Cher,

I will drape my beautiful long hair,

Stare into your eyes and sing,

All the most adoring things

About romance, chivalry and love,

For I am now your white dove.

So precious and sweet, like your chocolate treat.

All pretty for you to enjoy,

Looking at me you see I’m not just a puppet

But your new precious toy.

Written November 26,2010

By Christina Sunrise

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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I Am Your Chanteuse

I will be your bad news,
For I will sing songs and be a chanteuse,
What, you can’t to be amused?
I will be like Christina and Cher,
I will drape my beautiful long hair,
Stare into your eyes and sing,
All the most adoring things
About romance, chivalry and love,
For I am now your white dove.
So precious and sweet, like your chocolate treat.
All pretty for you to enjoy,
Looking at me you see I’m not just a puppet
But your new precious toy.
Written November 26,2010
By Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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I Am One

I am the wind,
I am the sand,
I am the chocolate
that melts in your hand.
Yes, I’m all these things and more,
I am the inspiration that makes you sore.
Yes, I am God, I am in everything,
even the voice in which you sing.

Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Sing My Love

Sing to me my little flower
Sing me the songs of tenderness and love
Sing to me as you stare
Into this intricate and beautiful creation
Alone yet not alone
Comforted by the silent tingle of love
Flowing through my immensely proud hands
Sing to me my precious flower
Sing though you have yet to grasps the art of speaking
Sing to me my love
For soon I shall retire
Sing to me my precious flower
Sing me the songs of tenderness and love

poem by Mustafa Marconi
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Win Me Over

Ice is like a man’s ego,

fun and easy to crush,
now don't feel bad baby,

your not going to get your lunch.

Your heart is frozen just like ice,

so don’t tell me to be nice.

For I am not your Peggy Sue,

doing whatever you tell me to do.

No, I’m your “Christina Sunrise”,

whose your precious “star prize”.

You have to win me over and make me realize,

that your worth your wait in gold,

I just want you to know-

Winning my heart is a matter of time,

better get to know me so I can shine.

Written on 1/17/2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Lost Gem Of Mya’s

Bouncing to the ground, no one heard a sound.
For the Gem that was precious indeed,
Gem was for a necklace, not a ring.
Gem being so really small, was hard to see if at all.
Mya felt Gem’s absence and became sad with despair,
How could she find it “Out of thin air”?
Then Mya asked Sue if she had a clue.
Sue asked her angels for their help and guiding light,
Sue found it instantly right there on site.
Sue then tells Mya, “It was the angels that helped me”
Mya nodded her head and agreed,
for she believed because angels helped her mother,
find a precious object in the past, now Mya was grateful
for this Gem didn’t wind up in the trash.
Mya offered to take Sue out to eat as a thank you and a treat.
Sue thought that was very sweet, and thanked Mya
and the angels who found Mya’s Gem at her feet.
Written on Feb.2,2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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No More Lies

You yelled at me, you told me lies,
but I don't need to sympathize,
with your made up alibis.
Enoughs, enough I'm through with your games,
you thought you had me just the same.
But I'm in my power, my little fool,
your Drama bag has no more tools.
So now we speak on my own turf,
this is my domain
For I'm all the dragons
in Drachen Wurf.
Need I say More? ? ? ?

Written by Christina Sunrise on November 28,2010

poem by Christina Sunrise
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I’m Sorry Mother Earth

I’m Sorry Mother Earth
I’m sorry Mother Earth for harming
You with our pollutions of paper, glass and plastic bags.
I’m Sorry Mother Earth for drilling for oil, precious metal and gas.
I’m Sorry Mother Earth for not Welcoming You each day,
We walk on you, but forget to welcome you with praise.
Yes, we should be good stewards of YOU, that is why we are here.
To treat you with respect for you are so dear.

Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise of Chevalier Originals, Inc.
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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I’m Maurice Chevalier’s Niece

I’M MAURICE CHEVALIER’S NIECE
I’m Maurice’s niece,

I am French like he.

I painted the Eiffel tower,

where he was born,

He is happy, too bad he’s gone.

I could have been

in a movie

with him,

He would sing

to Melodie

'Wonderful Things'.

Like “Thank Heaven For Little Girls”

Thank you Maurice, you’re the

Sweetest Frenchmen in the world.

Now, he is in a photo at piano

with Marilyn Monroe,

they were going to be in

a movie together I thought

you should know.

Now we have

his and Marilyn's

movies, photos and songs,

to play day or

all night long.

See you in Heaven

Maurice Chevalier,

I will sing for your birthday,

a song with Melodie Mezoree’.

Written on March 22nd 2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Planet Of The Dolls

On the planet of the dolls,
Razel the puppet is not
wanted at all.
Razel replies with a evil grin,

“This is discrimination.
Just because I don’t
have stuffing
inside of me,

doesn’t make you more happy.
I am hollow without a doubt,
and I am proud when I shout.”
I’m the evilest puppet of all,

I would never want to be a doll! ”
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 21,2011

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Enjoy The Moment

Enjoy the sound of water rushing down

enjoy the lighting hitting the ground.

Enjoy the lighting sparks that fill the air

enjoy the birds flying everywhere.

Enjoy the baby's coos

enjoy the laughter and the blues.

Enjoy your pain if you have some

it is there for you to awaken.

Written by Christina Sunrise on August 31,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Everything Is A Gift

Every object in your human world
is a gift from heaven since you
were a boy or girl.
We don't own anything
even that diamond ring.
We are from the other dimensions
we are here to enjoy without
discrimination.
But we get into our ego states
turn things to greed and to hate.
Then you are gone with a blink of an eye
where you grateful when things came into your life?

Written by Christina Sunrise on September 2,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Looking Back On The Year

Looking back on this year,
did you spread love and good cheer?
Did you help an old lady across the street,
did you give some food to the homeless,
something for them to eat?
Did you count your blessings
for they are more than one,
did you write a poem, paint a picture
and have some fun?
Did you dance and sing out loud?
Did you look at the full moon between the clouds?

Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011

poem by Christina Sunrise
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A Player's Day

Thinking you can have your cake
with any woman that comes your way.
Well, I have one thing to say
your unconscious program makes you a slave.
For when a person in reality see's the player's façade
they can play you like the same peas in the pod.
So better become aware of why you do the things you do
For living unconscious will never fulfill you.

Written by Christina Sunrise on November 28,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Christina's Dance Fate

On the dance floor I'm notorious baby,

try to catch up with me,

I will be dancing to the beat and harmony,

of M.J. … O.K? ? ?

You will know my name,

For I dance my way to fame,

so don’t be lame,

get in the game,

as I move to the groove,

can you dance with me

and look smooth?

If, not I'll be on the move,

to another

potential dance mate.

For tomorrow I will have my

NAME on everyone's license plate,

which translates,

into fate…

CHRISTINA RULES

Now go 'Sing the BLuES.

For I dance my way to fame,

can you take the bait?

or will you switch it up

to something more great…

or are you going to

make me wait and anticipate-

maybe by then

it will be way tooo late,

so why hesitate? ? ?

The End…
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.9th
Copyright 2011 Christina

poem by Christina Sunrise
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If Jim Were Here

If JIM where here right NOW,
Everyone would take a BOW,
For JIM had HONOR, PRIDE and DIGNITY,
For defending his special girl

NAMED Sue-Z… aka Puppet LADY.
Yes, JIM had CHARACTER beyond BELIEF,
By punching men who gave Sue-Z grief.
Yes, JIM is a SOUTHERN BOY,
Who’s BETTER than all the men

he’s ever fought,
for JIM is a GENTLEMEN,
I KID YOU NOT,
For JIM has MORE GUTS and BALLS at 76—
to KICK your ASS without a FLINCH.
Yes, NO more words like “whore”
would be SPOKEN at the RUMSHACK,
for he’ld have your Head and then your ASS,
and it doesn’t matter if your Green, White or Black.
For once JIM was PISSED OFF there was NO turning BACK.
And after JIM was through his SON would come IN,
for he’s a GENTLEMEN just like JIM.
Oh, how I WISH JIM was HERE,
MY TRUE FRIEND, I LOVE SO VERY DEAR.
Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Precious Gem

Precious gem that shines real bright
sparkling deep in the night.
With your hue of bluish green
and all the rainbow colors in between.
The path to happiness to be redeemed
by opening the heart chakra
in waking and my dreams.
Once open filling my life with laughter and joy
happiness from a toy.

Written by Christina Sunrise on August 28,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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How Would We Know?

How would we know skinny,
if we don’t know fat?
How would we know white,
if we didn’t know black?
How would we know feed,
if we didn’t know starved?
How would we know small
if we didn’t know large?
Living in a duality/relative world,
we know the difference between boy and girl.
Why judge what Source has made?
Life has different colors and different shades.
Anyways, do you think a cat or dog judges?
we now see Bulldogs that are mixed with little Pug’s.

Written By Christina Sunrise on November 13,2011

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Visions

Some dreams I have our preminitions of what is to come
Some are happy, some are tragic and some are ho hum.
Like a movie still to be
my mind projects for me to see.
Figure out the images my mind does map
all the answers are there
it is not circumstance.

Written by Christina Sunrise on November 14,2012

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Ta-shieka My Pup

Barking, barking your cute little bark,
I found you on a prayer and a lark.
You were a traveling runaway pup,
who jumped into trash cans
that's where you'ld end up.
Now, I’m so happy
you became my pet,
all those years I’ll never forget.
All the memories of running
in the fields,
like when I sprained my ankle
you kneeled at my heels.
Making sure I was home & safe,
I return the love in so many ways.
Now it’s sad that I was not with you,
if I would of known earlier
I would of flew,
flew up to see you.
One last precious time,
to say “I love you pup” and
my say last goodbye…
Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Razel's Riddle Songs

Listening to the sound of my voice,
You are mezmorized and have no choice,
Filling in the cracks of the walls,
I control your mind down to your ______.
Sweet Memories fill your mind,
As you see me as your Valentine,
Singing you a song sooo divine,
Cupid works with Clementine.
Now you think only of me,
I am one step up from Melodie,
For I sing song's of lust and delight,
Enlarging your ___________appetite.
My love of riddles are in my songs,
Make you question them all day long.
Huh, huh, my laugh echoes far and near
For now I control your mind my precious dear.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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