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My Mum Is An Excellent Cook

My mum is an excellent cook
But she doesn’t make good food everyday
We eat special things all the time
Is what my friends feel and say
They keep telling me to bring
Special food to school
But having stomach aches everyday
Is what I do not think cool
When someone reminded me of
Mom made Pizza, chocolates and meat
Now I don’t care of stomachache
All I want to do is eat!

poem by Risha Ahmed
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Food is My Friend

Food is my friend,
I eat it everyday.
When I'm all done,
I throw the trash away!

Food is really good;
I like chicken and pizza and fries.
I think that without it,
I just would not survive!

Food can be gross, too;
It stinks when it's gone bad.
But when it doesn't stink,
It actually tastes rad!

Food is the best;
I'm sad when it ends.
But all in all,
FOOD IS MY FRIEND! !

this was written by me and my brother

poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Vangie's Cuisine...

Food, food, food…Vangie’s food…
You can find them in FACE BOOK
Mouthwatering cuisine of Filipinos food
Let’s get together and have a look…..

Pretty Vangie is the cook
Using delicate hand to cook the food
Her expertise is out of this world
Nothing can beat her skills of food….

I look at it everyday
To see what’s the menu for today
Tummy now that was once empty
Is now full of what she cooked for that day! ! ! !

-xxx-

poem by Rachel Hill
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To Have It And To Give

You need to feel it!
Everyday that special touch of love.
You should have it near...
Everyday that touch of love.

People need a benefit of it...
Everyday!
That touch of love.
To have it and to give,
That special touch of love.
You should have it near,
Everyday that touch of love.
No one should ever fear it,
The feeling and the touch of love.

No one...
Under the Sun,
And...
You need to feel it!
Everyday that special touch of love.
You should have it near...
Everyday that touch of love.
No one should ever fear it,
The feeling and the touch of love.
To have it and hold dear...
Supersized to hypnotize.

You need to feel it!
Everyday that special touch of love.
You should have it near...
Everyday that touch of love.
No one should ever fear it,
The feeling and the touch of love.
To have it and hold dear...
Supersized not analyzed!

People need a benefit of it...
Everyday that touch of love.
To have it and to give of it...
That special touch of love.
You should have it near...
Everyday that touch of love.
No one should ever fear it,
The feeling and the touch of love.

We all need to feel it...
That special touch of love.
To realize it with our eyes...
And our minds to behold,
Not to let go.
And...
You need to feel it!
Everyday that special touch of love.
You should have it near.
Everyday that touch of love.
People need a benefit of it...
That special touch of love.
To have it and to give.
That special touch of love.
To have it and to give of it...
That special touch of love.
To have it and to give.
That special touch of love.
To have it and to give of it!
That special touch of love.
To have it and to give.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its The Way You Treat Me

you make me happy you can make me sad
you keep me good youve turned me bad
but each time you do i like you more and more
you touch my heart deep in the core

anyone can make me smile anyone can make me cry
but only you can make me feel like a special guy
you do those things that no one understands
and make yourself unexplored lands

but as i see you everyday
i think to myself that to me your always ok
but your more than that arnt you
because everyday you make me berable too

youre the only one that can
and the only one that can understand me
and what id like to say is that
you mean everything to me dont you see.

poem by Daniel Laurence
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MaMa's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
It's an assortment of goodie things
Chocolate, pies and banana pudding
Enough food and that's Mama's cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Apron in hand and lasting impression I didn't want to miss
Everything seem perfect from beginning to end
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Smiling faces and a gentle speech of o.k.
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Being polite and sincere would carry the weight
Seemingly enough she has the greater plan
Enough food and that Mama's Cooking ahead

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
The napkins, plates and never-ending why didn't it last
Noone knows how much the void I can't fill
Enough food and that's Mama's Cooking again

Thinking of times I would say what's cooking everyday
Craving for the turkey and dressing pan
Not to admit, seemed a bit much
Enough Food and that's Mama's Cooking again

So nowadays, I look for the needle in the haystack
Wishing on the times, she would come back
It's been 10 years, since I said thoughs word's
Enough food and that Mama's blessing for us

Missing mom everyday becomes second-nature for me
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see
For know I'll take her spirits with me and others will speak
Enough food, Enough love and One day she'll see

poem by Natasha McGee
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Children In Need

Once again its that time of the year,
Pudsey bear is finally here,
Donate some money to show that you care,
How would you feel if your family lived out there?

Struggling to survive,
Everyday a battle to stay alive,
Your children cry for some food to eat,
Anything to keep going, that little heart beat,

So on this special night,
Make sure these children get a good long fight,
At a good life that we know,
Come on let your love show.

For the children who really are in need.

poem by James Lee Watts
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Special

I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you

song performed by by Vitamin C
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Skipping School

It's Monday morning and he wanted to skip school,
his stomach was hurting, that's how he would fool.

Mama approached and he held the stomach hard,
She stood and watched as he cried out, ' Oh my God! '

Mama scolded:
'Told you not to sleep late, Why didn't you follow the rule? '
He said:
'I have a stomachache, please don't send me to school.'

Mama told him to rest, believing all the lies,
and set off to work, giving lots of advice.
He slept for sometime, glad to be at home,
but got up in no time, happy but alone.

He watched some TV and played video games,
but actually was missing all school mates.

Restless and lost, Lazy and bored,
eating all junk food, finally he dozed.

Mama returned home and woke him up,
along came his friends happy and pepped up.
startled but awake now, he asked 'how was school? ',
they all said 'wow, it was pretty cool'.

Suddenly he stood up rattling his brain,
everyone looked up when he shouted in pain.
'come here and feel, my stomach is aching,
this time for real, I am not faking.'

Mama said 'drink some water and soon the pain will pass',
His friends gave the school work which he had missed in the class.
Off they went to play
wishing him to get well soon
He knew he had to stay
as he had wasted the afternoon.

He promised himself, will never make an excuse,
bunking the school was really of no use.

poem by Rahul Aithal
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The Reason And Cause For Their Pain

Everyday!
Everyday as if a ritual,
Someone is complaining...
About being misunderstood.

Everyday as if a ritual,
Fault is being made...
About someone else.

Everyday as if a ritual,
People are accused...
For something they didn't do.

Everyday!
Everyday as if a ritual,
Some believes they have the right...
To excuse themselves of responsibility.

And everyday,
Someone is left to feel alone...
Still not getting the connection,
Between their misdeeds...
Aches and pains.
And those heartbreaks they receive,
They have come to perceive...
No one else has known!

And everyday without fail,
As sure as the ticking of a clock is heard...
These people will not see themselves,
The reason and cause for their pain.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Food is god

Food is god
for poor people...!

God is not
Only food...

Rich home
Dog is eat

Nice food...
That food is god...?

yes that also
A god...

Good food is
God...

What is good food...?
Given good health

Always good food...
So...

Non veg
Or veg...

Every good food
Is god...

Simply sit
Silentely eat food

With out hot
And cool drinks...

Food is not only
Poor's god...

With each and
Every one also

food is god...
Give respect and

Take food...
Happley too try too

Thank for god...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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School Is Not So Cool

School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not so cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it everyday.
We cant go on the grass
We cant bother another class
We cant save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
They have to many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have classwork
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!

poem by Chantel Braatz
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No Food

I wake up every morning
stomach growling
No food to eat but
Momma won't let me tell nobody
Not even Jesus

When Momma leaves I'm happy because
For a second I think
That when she comes back
She'll have something to eat
But still-no food

The Roman Noodles are gone
Momma ate the last pack this morning
And I'm getting weaker
By the moment
Because there is no food

And when I get to school
I sneak to the bathroom and cry
My friends ask what's wrong
I tell them it's something in my eye
And- they believe me

And when I go home
Which is this abandoned house off in the woods
I hug my Momma because I know she did
The best she could with what she had
It just didn't work out

I didn't blame her because she
Put her trust in a man who
Not only verbally abused her but beat her, too
Which is why I entitle this poem No Food

She apologizes to me everyday
I ask het the reason why
But all she does is close her eyes and cry
And I wash those tears from her eyes
No food

Momma there's no reason to cry
I tell her; and she holds my hand
As tight as she possibly can
And says one day I will understand
And still- we have no food

She dies
Right there in my arms
Ironically the same place she held
Me- in her arms
The day I was born

No food, no lights,
No one around to hear
Finally, all her pain is gone
After all of these years

poem by Ebony Davis
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Learn About the Little Boy Who Thinks He's Grown

My brother is like any other
Sits at home watches T.V.
Likes to go outside but can never defeat
He's charming but mean
When comes to messing with me
And doesn't really care about school
He's bad in school
He curses at the teacher even at the students
Doesn't give a damn of who got excuses
His name is Joshua
And has a brother who is only 2 years of age
But the funny thing is they argue everyday
My brother is gready he likes to eat
He'll eat my plate of food his plate of food and even yours
That's Joshua with 4 years of age

poem by LADii3 T Hinojosa
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Why

why did I think you were different
then other guys
I mean you are in my eyes
I don't know why I'm so upset about it
what is wrong with me
o ya
I'm too fucking young
I hate the law
I'm fifteen years old
old enough to make my own damn decisions

you make me feel
so special
like an angel

there is no man alive
will ever make me feel the things
you made me feel

there is no man alive
I will ever respect
or
honor
as much as I tried to do with you

there is no man alive
that will ever make me feel like
the queen of the world

just friends
for a long time
that's a good idea
ignoring the little voice that's saying
I don't wont to be just friends
for a while
my common sense is telling me that's
a good idea

I don't know why
after all it's only me
chasing after
you

poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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A bad or good

What is bad or good?
it is like taste in food
you can never distinguish
it has close finish

It may be over done
it might not have been visualized by any one
what is bad can be good in individual's eye?
we must understand and sincerely try

Good advice may be felt very bad
it may take away peace and make us sad
there is difference between bad or good act
we may be sometimes unreasonable to react

There is right perception to over look
Good food can be spoiled by an expert cook
One bad act may shake your belief
It may give you jolt and doesn't provide relief

Charity begins at home
Good gesture is always welcome
there is definite lacuna somewhere
it is nice always to take care

Love to do the things self and enjoy
The child is always happy with the toy
Bitter words offer discomforts and annoy
Good friends never act as decoy

It is herculean task to evaluate
There nothing to offer or relate
you can speak clearly and state
it should be offered in time and not very late

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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For The First Time

When I am around you I feel right
When I look in your eyes
At that moment I like you
For the first time
I realized something I never knew before with anyone else
You make me feel like I'm luckiest girl in the world
You are so special to me
I don't know we meet here, but I'm happy we did
You make me love you like noone else ever did

Every time I get near you
My heart beat mile a minute
When I look in your eyes
I get that feeling that I never felt with anyone else
For the first time
You make me for who I am and happy
You make me love you each and everyday
You are an amazing person ever
Its feel like a miracle that we end up at same school
I'm happy we did
Because everything change and I know you feel same way I do

Every time you right there
I feel like we the only two people in this world
When I look in your eyes
I feel that sparks between us
For the first time
I feel so different and new me
You make me want to be with you each and everday
I will never forgot you
I'm happy fate brought us together
You are my soulmate

When you are around me
I feel just right
When I look in your eyes
Its make me feel like I want to blush
For the first time
I realized something I never knew before
I feel so special
I will always love you
I wish I knew how all this happen but I'm happy it did
You are missing piece of me
For the first time

poem by Christina Phan
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Syrup Sponge

Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!

Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;

Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?

Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -

Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!

And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Shortage

No food, water or food,
This is a Shortage.
Most dead from starvation,
Some from disorganised pyjamas.

Not folded, creased or pizza.
No house to cook the air.
Right about now some food would be nice,
'I can't' He said, i ate all the rice.

poem by Lawrie Stuart Ronton
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Taste Of Food

In food is a certain quality of taste,
May they abstain and be erased.
For food manages my godly life,
Just as the fish manage with strife.
In this food, in that food we collapse
And honour a feast with some gaps.
The food we eat as dinner shall be kind
To the sleep we carry throughout the mind.
What food do you cook with expertise?
Fish and meat will certainly cease!

poem by Naveed Akram
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Healthy Life

Any time
Your tung
Taste
The food is
Not good...

Good food
Was not for
Taste...

Eat the time
Time
Good food
Each and everyday
Make a taste
To healthy
Life today....! ! !