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Treasure of Kings.

He was no great one in aristology
until she showed him the ropes

and helped him learn the basics
of cooking a meal

and preparation of vegetables
and how to set a table

and he remembers the time
she bought him a potato peeler

and how excited he became
owning his very own peeler

with the wooden handle
and that ease of taking the skin

off the potatoes
and her daughter laughing

at how excited he became
at such a simple thing

and she saying to her daughter
simple things can sometimes

bring more joy than the gold treasures
of kings and lovelier still

the echo of her words
to him than birds that sing.

poem by Terry Collett
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I Get Excited

(tennant/lowe)
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(excited)
(excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(i get excited)
(i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I hear the sound of the subway, the sigh of the heat
The click of the visitors' heels on the street
The rattle of the taxi, the scream of the cars
The clatter of the dustbin and the beat of my heart
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
You're in my soul
My body moves to your control
Baby, i've been thinking about you
All night long, and the neighbours are talking
I don't know why, i don't know why (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited) (i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(ooooooooh)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too

song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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To Number 27X

Beloved Peeler! friend and guide
And guard of many a midnight reeler,
None worthier, though the world is wide,
Beloved Peeler.

Thou from before the swift four-wheeler
Didst pluck me, and didst thrust aside
A strongly built provision-dealer

Who menaced me with blows, and cried
'Come on! Come on!' O Paian, Healer,
Then but for thee I must have died,
Beloved Peeler!

poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Excited

Excited
Mean to me is
Ready to get something
I been waiting for
Like my permit or CD/DVD/Phone

Excited
Is one thing
I don't keep
Doing because
It's go to turn into bad luck

Excited
On the other hand
When I want something so bad it can happen
All I have to do is be patient and
It can be a good thing

Excited
Can mean so much
Like getting this feeling
When you are with someone you love so much
You just can't stop feeling like that

Excited
Is expressed on my face of how I
Feel right now
I just want to let it out and
Be crazy
Excited

poem by Christina Phan
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Those Simple Things

The film we saw and loved
The cab that never showed
The moon that walked us home
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
The light upon your hair
The touch of your skin
This cotton cave we're in
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
Tell me that you care
Let me know you're mine
Ain't it those simple things
That make love a joy to live
The pleasure they bring
Just the thrill they bring
Just the thrill it is to give
Emotions will sing
With just those simple things
Those simple things

song performed by by Right Said Fred
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And We Shall Not Get Excited

And we shall not get excited. Because a translator
May not get excited. Calmly, we shall pass on
Words from man to son, from one tongue
To others' lips, un-
Knowingly, like a father who passes on
The features of his dead father's face
To his son, and he himself is like neither of them. Merely a mediator.

We shall remember the things we held in our hands
That slipped out.
What I have in my possesion and what I do not have in my possession.

We must not get excited.
Calls and their callers drowned. Or, my beloved
Gave me a few words before she left,
To bring up for her.

And no more shall we tell what we were told
To other tellers. Silence as admission. We must not
Get excited.

Translated from the Hebrew by Barbara and Benjamin Harshav

poem by Yehuda Amichai
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I Cant Get Excited

(graham russell)
Every single feeling now
Would take my life into a year ago
You say youll love me again
I cant say what I cannot do
Its been too long without someone
How could you let me sink this far away from you
Now youre here, wondering why you cant get near
(chorus)
I cant get excited
Cant get excited
Theres a thousand things to do
I cant do anything with you
I cant get excited
Cant get excited
You can see me look right through
I dont feel like I used to do
Im turning back the pages now
Ive pleaded with you oh so many times
Trying just to make you see
Hoping I might be the one
So calm down love, it will be all right
The time to bring back love is not tonight
I never thought Id have to say
That you should leave and go away
(repeat chorus)
Not in love
Still not in love with you
Not in love
Im still not in love with you
Not in love
Still not in love with you
Not in love
Tell me why you cant leave me lonely
Tell me why Im taking a chance on you
Taking a chance you
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by Air Supply
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I Get So Excited

(ian hunter)
I hear a thousand drums a million miles away
I feel the wembley rock I get a buzz off a big parade
I get the music
Everywhere
Get off on the music
If this is the end there I dont care
I get so excited
So excited
Call me a fan thats just what I am
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
My nerves are alive
I feel like a knife
I said I get so excited
I hear a choir singing way up above the sea
I feel the sound a-changing as the night rocks a spell on me
I get the music
Everywhere
Get off on the music
If this is the end there I dont care I get
So excited
So excited
Ill throw you a line come far behind
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
Its happening so fast
And the drummers a blast
I said I get so excited
By your mind oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your warmth oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your body oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your...
Ha ha ha ha
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah right! I get
So excited
So excited
Band on the run just for the fun
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
It lasts and it lasts
Get up off your past
I said I i I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
Call me a fan thats just what I am
I said I i I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
My nerves are alive
I feel like a knife
I said I i I i
I I i i
(fade)
Hey hey!

song performed by by Ian Hunter
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My Daughter, My Friend

Sipping sodas during a movie
laughing loudly at something hilariously funny
eating pancakes quietly just us two
Girl time—our time

Holding each other and sobbing
hard
we made it through,
me and you…suffered it all
mother and daughter
friends till the end

now its your turn with her…
build a bond, learn the ropes
it will be tricky—
often sticky
tears will be shed
it will be worth it
in the end…
My daughter,
My friend

poem by Catherine Inscore
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Happy Birthday Daughter

To our beloved daughter
Jessica Nicole

That we love and adore
We would like to say a few words
To celebrate this special day

You are another year older
Even a year smarter
And maybe a bit wiser

What year you have had
You have grown
Into a wonderful woman

Became a mother
With a beautiful daughter
Which has given us such a thrill

Today is your special day
Which we pray will be filled
With great peace and joy

A day full of great things
Things that bring you
Great happiness and enjoyment

Maybe even things
That makes you laugh, dance, and sing
Or maybe just a bit more complete

For on this special occasion
We would like to say
You are another year older

We love you
We wish you the best
And very special

Happy,
Happy Birthday
Our darling daughter dear

poem by Scott Austin
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The Unanswerable Question

A simple gift.

Many things can be meant from it.
Love, friendship, kindness and caring.
All of these can com from such a simple thing.

A rose is such a gift.
But this can be used for many things.
A birthday, an anniversary, a holiday, a funeral...

How can a simple thing be so sad?
This is a question that cannot be answered.
For the ones that can answer are already in our memories,
waiting for the day that we will join them..

We live and learn,
trying to make the best of our lives as possible.
A simple gift to me only means one thing to me,
that the world isnt as great as we thought.

It ends all the same.

It ends with death.

poem by Jeremiah Wimbrough
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One Potato

One potato, two potato
three potato four.
We need some potatoes
to help feed the poor.
Too many hungry babes
are being born today.
When their mother's milk runs dry
they'll have to find a way
to keep their bellies full.
No time for play.

One potato, two potato,
three potato, four.
You say into each life
a little rain must pour?
I say the rain's that's falling
are tears from the eyes
that run down children's faces
from hunger pains and cries
that elude the ears of rich ones
that never ever buys
potatoes for them all.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Shadow-Child

Why do the wheels go whirring round,
Mother, mother?
Oh, mother, are they giants bound,
And will they growl forever?
Yes, fiery giants underground,
Daughter, little daughter,
Forever turn the wheels around,
And rumble-grumble ever.

Why do I pick the threads all day,
Mother, mother,
While sunshine children are at play?
And must I work forever?
Yes, shadow-child; the live-long day,
Daughter, little daughter,
Your hands must pick the threads away,
And feel the sunshine never.

Why do the birds sing in the sun,
Mother, mother,
If all day long I run and run,
Run with the wheels forever?
The birds may sing till day is done,
Daughter, little daughter,
But with the- wheels your feet must run—
Run with the wheels forever.

Why do I feel so tired each night,
Mother, mother?
The wheels are always buzzing bright;
Do they grow sleepy never?
Oh, baby thing, so soft and white,
Daughter, little daughter,
The big wheels grind us in their might,
And they will grind forever.

And is the white thread never spun,
Mother, mother?
And is the white cloth never done,
For you and me done never?
Oh yes, our thread will all be spun,
Daughter, little daughter,
When we lie down out in the sun,
And work no more forever.

And when will come that happy day,
Mother, mother?
Oh, shall we laugh and sing and play
Out in the sun forever?
Nay, shadow-child, we'll rest all day,
Daughter, little daughter,
Where green grass grows and roses gay,
There in the sun forever.

poem by Harriet Monroe
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The 'Potato' Poem

I love potatoes chopped up into chunky chips.
I love spicy potato wedges, served up with dips.
I love potato slices which have been fried in a pan:
Of sautéed potatoes, I am the world's biggest fan.

I love potatoes which have been pummelled and bashed
With butter and milk to make a real light, fluffy mash.
Jacket potatoes, I find a bit dry, but with a nice filling
Such as chilli, to give them a try, I am more willing.

With breakfast, I love hash browns or potato cakes,
And I love potatoes mixed up with leeks in a bake.
Crispy, golden potatoes, served up with Sunday roast
Are among the kinds of potato which I love the most.

Mixed in soups and casseroles, I love potatoes diced.
On top on minced beef hotpot, I love potatoes sliced.
Fluffy potato stuffed inside a crispy potato croquette
Is also rather nice, and, for me, it is another safe bet.

I love potatoes cut into crisps: the slices, wafer thin,
And, as a starter, I simply love loaded potato skins:
I do adore a delicious dish of Bombay potato curry:
For me, it is a taste which I won't forget in a hurry.

I like potatoes diced up with creamy mayonnaise,
Served up with salad on really hot summer days.
But I don't like potatoes which have been boiled:
From potatoes, cooked this way, in horror, I recoil.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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I'm a Kings Daughter

I'm a Kings daughter
I'm a Kings daughter
I'm a Kings daughter
I

am one of the redeemed children of the King
why can't all the children come together under one name
to feed the hungry and suffering at home first
and abroad?
as children of the exquisitely Perfect King Of Kings
we should, if we can why don't we?
I'm a Kings child, one of many...

poem by Sylvia Loven Carter
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Excited

T. johnston/j.l. williams
Week by week, day by day
You got me changin in so many ways
Thinking of you I feel the call
Somebody get a doctor
Im starting to fall
I get excited dont you understand
I get excited cause its part of the plan
Day by day, hour by hour
I get a shiver from your lovin power
Fire in your eyes just lets me know
Aint no way I ever let go
I get excited dont you understand
I get excited cause its part of the plan
Hot love, what you bring to me
I get excited by the novelty
Hot love, like a fever you feed
Black lace and promise is all that I need
You bring it on
I love it baby, I love it all
Anytime, anytime you call
Day or night as the world moves on
Its time for action, the talkin is done

song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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A Simple Man

A simple man with simple ideas,
that’s what he, thinks of himself,
but others look differently at him.
They say that he has a heart way off the charts,
for all the things that he does.
For the words of comfort that he says,
and the support he brings to all he meets.
He cannot see it though;
to him it is just something
he has always done naturally.
To him there is nothing special,
in all that he does.
Being kind is no special trait;
everyone can do it.
Loving everything and everyone that comes his way,
a lot of people out there can do that too.
So why do people choose him?
He is only human after all,
no more thoughtful than most.
Some even think him as an angel,
he smiles at that, and wishes
that he had a guardian angel of his own,
to give him advice when
he trying to ease someone else’s pain.
However, he is a simple man,
who walks through life,
only doing simple things.
The only time you will see him frown,
is when he wants to help someone,
and finds that he cannot.
It s then he feels he is failing them,
because of something he could not do.
Therefore, if you ever meet this simple man,
cheer him up a little bit.
Personally I would like to be like him
and all that he does possess,
but my head is buried in the sand,
too much of the time,
to do all the things he does.

poem by David Harris
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My Daughter

you are my daughter, my everything.
you mean more than the world to me.

you captured my heart at your birth
and removed all my inner hurt.

you softened my heart to the
beauties of the world.
you are my little girl.

you are the one who set me free
and made a man/woman out of me.

you showed me that responsibility
was buried deep inside of me.

you showed me the beauties
that a daughter could bring

and taught my heart how to sing.

poem by Louis Rams
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A Simple Thing

Sometimes it’s a simple things
that brings the most pleasure there.
A little, treat for someone
of whom you really care.
A smile to a stranger
you may meet on your way.
That smile might
just make their day.
It’s the simple things
we take for granted
that bring the biggest joy.
The simple things
that lights up a face
that sorrow has stained.
So remember
a simple thing like a smile
can turn a frown upside down.

8 May 2008

poem by David Harris
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Excited

Ive had enough of watching everything you do
Its just too much, I feel Im going crazy over you
When you smile, Im burning with a hundred flames
Youre my dream, and you dont even know my name, yeah
Theres something about you, youve been on my mind
Oh I cant live without you, so now is the time to get
Excited, tonights the night, you know that im
Excited, tonights the night
Dont you know, ooh Im looking over your shoulder
Tell me now, exactly what you feel for me
Set me free, cant you see Im starting to smoulder
Im on fire, tell me that you feel the same, yeah
Im feeling a hunger, its starting to show
Oh I know youre the one, girl, so baby lets go and get
Excited, tonights the night, were gonna get
Excited, tonights the night, you got me
Excited, burning with desire, you know that im
Excited, yeah Im on fire, see me burn, yeah
(solo)
Im feeling a hunger, its starting to show
Yeah, I know youre the one, girl, so baby lets go and get
Excited, tonights the night, youd better get
Excited, ooh tonight, you get me
Excited, and nows the night, and im
Excited, you know Im right, lets get
Excited, lets get
Excited, and Im gonna set you in flight

song performed by by Bad Company
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The Date

Eight o’clock under the railway clock, she said.
I had bought flowers only because mother said
it was the right thing to do.

Nine o’clock, drizzle, flowers wet I felt daft, and
was hungry too. Threw flowers into a bin walked
to the restaurant; our table, still free. I had steak
with salad, potatoes and a bottle of red wine.
I had been stood up, but looked cool, I often go
out for a meal alone so what’s the big deal?

My date, Sandra, showed up at eleven and out of
breath, train delayed. Now the kitchen had closed,
but she got a bag of crisp.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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