Talk To A Frog
Jim got jealous and said,
'Suzy talks to the guy in red.'
John retorted with a fast reply,
'Jim, Suzy would talk a frog,
that's no lie.'
Well, Jim I guess John was right,
I talk to geckos who jump with delight—
right on the top of my hand,
one of course did so land.
Once in a while when I feeling blue—
I think of you-and
there you'll be—
a gecko in front of me.
Thanks for visiting me in a gecko form
taking the time to truly transform.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 21,2012
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Talk To A Frog
Jim got jealous and said,
"Suzy talks to the guy in red."
John retorted with a fast reply,
"Jim, Suzy would talk a frog,
that's no lie."
Well, Jim I guess John was right,
I talk to geckos who jump with delight—
right on the top of my hand,
one of course did so land.
Once in a while when I feeling blue—
I think of you-and
there you'll be—
a gecko in front of me.
Thanks for visiting me in a gecko form
taking the time to truly transform.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 21,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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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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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
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Gecko Meets Me
I told a gecko telepathically
“I wish I could once touch thee,
I looked at my hand and instantly
gecko was there,
really soft and light as air.
Gecko was very smooth and cool,
like water in a swimming pool.
Then gecko jumps off my hand
just like that as fast as he can,
Hopefully gecko is safe at home,
over by the flowers and gnomes.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 30,2011
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Thank The Geckos
Thank the geckos for bringing smiles
thank the geckos for all the while.
All the while they are here on Earth
geckos are special from thet time of their birth.
Thank the geckos, for they feel too
thank the geckos who help you.
Geckos help you when you are feeling blue
I know they were there for me this summer
that much is true.
So thank the geckos one more time
thank the geckos who are divine.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Putting The Z In My Name
Given name Susanna Christina on April 18th,
changed before I could even blink.
Yes, the “s” was changed to a “z”,
letter sounds better to me.
Correct spelling follows below:
Suzanna Christina; is the new spelling to know.
I even go by Suzae or Suzy,
but I don’t like Suzanna
because of the “a”.
I might like it one day.
Long story to understand,
I’ld rather go by Suzanne.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 4,2012
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We Are One Soul
Wouldn't you know we are all one soul,
The Soul of God broken into many,
condensed together by themselves
to make a Suzy or a Lenny.
Networked together with the matrix of webs,
thoughts go out like and meet like the internet.
Some say we a telepathically connected to 1,000 or more
you might think of someone and then see them at the store.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 27,2012
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Gecko
Today, I found early in the morning
A small gecko was struggling to come out from the porcelain bath tub.
I remember that I had a phobia of geckos in my childhood
As my mother always say when I skip my meals and play with ants.
'You never become a big man if you won't take meals properly'
And she points out a gecko on the wall, 'Beware! It will bite you'.
I made a mistake by pulling out its tail.
Oh! It was broken and gecko was no more.
I am so sorry my dear.
I cannot do anything,
This sorrowful incident would torment my entire life.
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Suzy Greenberg
Little Suzy Greenberg, with her head caved in.
Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow.
Aughta put that woman in a looney bin,
Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show!
Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot.
An artist she may be, but a genius she is not.
She says she wants to be a sociologist,
But she better first get checked by a neurologist.
Chorus
Suzy, Suzy, Suzy, Suzy
Suzy, Suzy Greenberg
Suzy, Suzy, Suzy, Suzy
Suzy, Suzy Greenberg
Suzy's 'bout as faithful as a slot machine.
Pays off once in a while, then she robs you clean.
She's always afraid that she's not sure what she's worth.
She's out of her mind, and she's not of this Earth.
Woman walks the streets like she's queen of the town.
Doesn't talk very much, she's very profound!
Little Suzy Greenberg's always playing a game.
Since the day we first met, she's probably forgot my name!
Chorus x2
Little Suzy Greenberg, with her head caved in.
Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow.
Aughta put that woman in a looney bin,
Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show!
Suzy is an artist - she paints quite a lot.
An artist she may be, but a genius she is not.
She says she wants to be a sociologist,
But she better first get checked by a neurologist.
Chorus x2
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Suzy' Is Cool
I will answer to Puppit Lady
Christina and Suzae
Suzy I will always answer to any day.
I even answer to Melodie-
my cartoon doll that lives in me.
I will answer to Sue-
hey, how do you do?
I will answer to Suzanna, and Suzanne
Susan I cringe at that, please understand.
Susan reminds of a boring girl at school
I never liked Susan but 'Suzys'is cool.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 16,2012
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Putting The Z In My Name
Given name Susanna Christina on April 18th,
changed before I could even blink.
Yes, the “s” was changed to a “z”,
letter sounds better to me.
Correct spelling follows below:
Suzanna Christina; is the new spelling to know.
I even go by Suzae or Suzy,
but I don’t like Suzanna
because of the “a”.
I might like it one day.
Long story to understand,
I’ld rather go by Suzanne.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 4,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Melodie Is Strong
I'm no longer your Suzy doll
the one that you can throw around like a ball.
For now I'm like Sarah Star
in total control, I've raised the bar.
You won't play with me anymore
I've locked my doll house door.
Written by Suzae on November 11,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Take A Chance
Suzy was nine and I was ten
Right at the time when boys like to think they're men
She used to follow us at school
We really thought that she was a little fool
And one day we said to her
We don't want to hurt you girl
But you'd better
Look for a friend of your own, Suzy-hang-around
Better come back when you're grown, Suzy-hang-around
Nobody wants you around here and that's for sure
So get off our playground and stay away
That's all that we've got to say
Suzy-hang-around
Suzy went home to Mama's arms
Mama said
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Going Out To The Garden
Going out to the garden
this morning
to plant seeds
for my winter greens
-the strong, fiery mustard
& the milder
broadleaf turnip-
I saw a gecko
who
like the rest of us
has been
reeling
from the heat.
Geckos like heat
I know this
but the heat
these last few days
has been excessive
for us
& for them.
A spray of water
from the hose
touched its skin:
I thought it would
run away.
There are crevices
aplenty
to hide in:
the garden wall
is made of stones.
But no
not only
did the gecko
not run away
it appeared
to raise
its eyes
& head
looking for more.
I gave it.
Squirt after
squirt
of cooling
spray
from the green
garden hose.
Is it the end
of the world?
It seemed to ask.
This bliss,
is it Paradise?
I bathed it
until we were both
washed clean
of the troubles
of this world
at least for this moment:
this moment of pleasure
of gecko
joy
as I with so much happiness
played Goddess
to Gecko.
poem by Alice Walker
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Gecko Talks to Me
“I wish I was in a human body”,
the gecko said as he walked across the screen.
He spoke to me after the ghost turned back on my t.v.
I said o.k. I won’t mess with the t.v.
Then an hour later,
the fan went on and off 1 x 3.
I just let it do its thing,
why fight with a ghost I can’t see?
Then when in the bathroom,
I heard a noise coming from the other room,
I looked to see if everything was o.k.
until the light went out
without a clue.
Now 2 weeks later,
the fan starts by itself again,
I realize it’s my ghost friend.
(Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 15, 2011)
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Rain In Indiana
No rain in Indiana is what I heard
I thought "Wow, it's raining everywhere else,
sounds absurd."
Then my friend asked—
"Can you make it rain"
I replied—
"O.K. I will do it tomorrow, not today"
Then in morning around 6 eastern time
I did my shaman thing which is totally from my mind.
Then I get a call around 3—
hey, it rained here today—
not in forcast "was it you Suzy? "
I said, yes—
I would of never guessed—
maybe I do have magical power—but we all do—
we can control the elements if we believe it is true.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on June 27,2012
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Suzy-hang-around
Suzy was nine and I was ten
Right at the time when boys like to think theyre men
She used to follow us at school
We really thought that she was a little fool
And one day we said to her
We dont want to hurt you girl
But youd better
Look for a friend of your own, suzy-hang-around
Better come back when youre grown, suzy-hang-around
Nobody wants you around here and thats for sure
So get off our playground and stay away
Thats all that weve got to say
Suzy-hang-around
Suzy ran home to mamas arms
Mama said look, shes never done you no harm
So get off her back and let her be
Why cant you play together in harmony?
We really didnt know what to say
But as soon as she went away
We laughed and said
Look for a friend of your own, suzy-hang-around
Better come back when youre grown, suzy-hang-around
Nobody wants you around here and thats for sure
So get off our playground and stay away
Thats all that weve got to say
Suzy-hang-around
Yes youd better
Look for a friend of your own, suzy-hang-around
Better come back when youre grown, suzy-hang-around
Nobody wants you around here and thats for sure
So get off our playground and stay away
Thats all that weve got to say
Suzy-hang-around
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Brother John And Tommy
John my older brother lives in a southern state
Tommy is the youngest is still in the Land of The 1,000 Lakes.
John used to play practical jokes
on me- he would laugh and poke.
John and Tommy did hide a toy character of mine
my sister Lisa grabbed it from Tommy in the nick of time.
Tommy of course reacted with funny words
he was family clown, he wasn't a nerd.
Tommy used to have bright purple hair
he wore droopy pants with a big wide flair.
John is a business man who did succeed
he used to live in New Jersey now he has a family.
Tommy one day will have a child
niece or nephew will be like him- kind of wild.
John's has girls that are sweet and smart
they are gracious girls with kind hearts.
Nice to have brothers that can make you laugh
just as long as it's not about you having gas.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 9,2012
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Gecko Wants To Be Human
A gecko who wanted to be naughty,
wanted to incarnate in a humans body.
Why be bored and eat bugs all day?
You can have fun with lots of rolls in the hay.
Yes, humans have a chance to speak,
speak real funny when their doing the thing.
Me gecko, have to be still, not move my tail,
Humans get to have fun, by screaming, even do yells.
Now I know about the cosmic wheel,
I will jump as a human next time and have a thrill.
Written by Christina Sunrise on October 1,2011
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Penny Brings Melodie To Life
Penny with her sewing flair,
sews Melodie doll and yarns her hair.
Penny makes Melodie into a small doll,
once Melodie's alive the two have a ball.
Melodie writes Penny once in awhile,
she even visited her in the hospital.
Melodie had to make sure Penny was alright,
in fact Penny told the nurse, where is Suzy tonight?
Right then Melodie, Razel and me soon arrived,
to sit by friend Penny's dear old side.
Now Penny gets healthy and recovers real soon,
she enjoys her grandchildren and her new life too.
Thank you Penny for all your generosity,
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Melodie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012
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