A Cat, A Bat, A Rat and A Mat
A cat and a bat
Were sitting on a large mat,
Trying to make dinner
Of a small, little rat.
The cat said to the rat,
'I and not the bat will eat your fat'.
'No' said the rat to the cat and the bat,
'Neither of you'll will eat me or my fat”.
The bat said to the cat,
“Go ahead, Yar and eat quickly the slippery rat.”
The cat looked around and said to the bat,
“OK, but where is the God-damn rat? ”
Peeping from a hole in the wall
Said the slippery rat,
“Bon Appetit, my dear fat cat!
But it is time for my evening nap! '
poem by by unknown author
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Rules of the Road
Ahead of me a hill to pass and the road is slippery & full of bends.
I am a driver not a jockey and this my old crock but not a Stallion.
Oh! I have passed my history teacher who was standing at the bus stop
Since a long time and not aware of the General Bus strike.
I am sorry my brakes are not so good
And the road is slippery, ahead of me a hill to pass.
All of a sudden I saw a racing car has overtaken me
And the history teacher in the car.
I am very happy that she got a ride at last
And would be home earlier than me.
* It was written in the History of the bygone roads, but the modernized peculiar World, on their highways we are just puppets?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Old And Young
Devour the old and young,
Investigate the obstacles indeed;
Let life be gorgeous as pies,
The food we offer is the food of youth.
Slippery roads to eternity are small
And slippery due to life,
May the old aged people be staff
For the young and strong.
Oppose them as they stand
With each other, with their danger.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Hole In My Wall
Through the hole in my wall,
I see into your head
a beggers day banquet
on a four poster bed
It's food for the eyes
drink for the soul
The hole in my wall
I can't let myself go
CHOURS
I'm spinning 'round and 'round
('round and 'round and 'round)
Don't let me down
(Ooh I groove) Through the hole in my wall
(Love the view) Through the hole in my wall
(Velvet Blue) through the hole in my wall
(I see you) through the hole in my wall
The hole in my wall, lets in the sound
Of bodies and sweat, and merry-go-rounds
The whole in my wall, is better than sex
An x-rated Disneyland, gooving T-Rex
CHORUS (2 X's)
Through the hole in my wall.
song performed by by Warrant
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Mock not the fallen, for slippery is the road ahead of you.
If the Advertising Man Had Been Gilbert
Never mind the slippery wet street--
The tire with a thousand claws will hold you.
Stop as quickly as you will--
Those thousand claws grip the road like a vise.
Turn as sharply as you will--
Those thousand claws take a steel-prong grip on the road to prevent a side skid.
You're safe--safer than anything else will make you--
Safe as you would be on a perfectly dry street.
And those thousand claws are mileage insurance too.
--From the Lancaster Tire and Rubber Company's advertisement in the Saturday Evening Post
Never mind if you find it wet upon the street and slippery;
Never bother if the street is full of ooze;
Do not fret that you'll upset, that you will spoil your summer frippery,
You may turn about as sharply as you choose.
For those myriad claws will grip the road and keep the car from skidding,
And your steering gear will hold it fast and true;
Every atom of the car will be responsive to your bidding,
AND those thousand claws are mileage insurance too--
Oh, indubitably,
Those thousand claws are mileage insurance too.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Do not laugh at the fallen; you may find slippery roads ahead.
When a slippery ground lies ahead do not laugh at those who have fallen.
Listening To Mozart Looking Over The Window Of The House
a blue bicycle passes by me
a man in black biker's short speeds his pedaling
his red cycles on slippery asphalted road
past across
the rage of the afternoon rain
splashing water
to a number of blank minded innocent passersby
creating curses
of sonamafithes! and damyous!
and f****you!
Omg! How could i have expressed what i feel
for this passing slimy slippery wet day.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Driving My Roads
I pull the truck out
and head for the open road-
our relationship
splattered all along the highway;
our history written on the highway signs;
The Good:
Curves Ahead
Soft Shoulder
Yield
Slippery when wet
The Bad:
Under Construction
Fines Double
Do Not Cross the Double Yellow
Uneven Highway
Stop
Icy Road
Slippery When Wet
Caution
Divorce
Everywhere memories
our Road Kill.
But I can see the mountains
from here.
I can see forever from here,
there is no destination
outside my windshield.
I can drive forever-
my radio my counselor
music my conductor
my friends live in the CB
I can drive forever
I can drive forever
away
far far away
from here.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Lifes An Ocean
Lifes an ocean
Lifes an ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Dragging me down
Dragging me down
Living for today, dont have time to pray
Living for today, dont have time to pray
Ready for the game
Ready for the game
Take a line of fickle flame
Take a line of fickle flame
Imagine the future
Woke up with a scream
Imagine the future
I was buying some feelings
Woke up with a scream
From a vending machine
I was buying some feelings
Say that I will see
From a vending machine
Something more than I have
Say that I will see
Theres something inside of me
Something more than I have
Crying out for something else
Theres something inside of me
And if someone hears my scream
Crying out for something else
Put it in a letter to me
And if someone hears my scream
Slippery slimy road down
Put it in a letter to me
Slippery slimy road down
Lifes an ocean too much commotion
Not enough emotion to satisfy me
Lifes an ocean too much commotion
Slippery slidy road down
Its slippery slidy road down
Not enough emotion to satisfy me
Hold my hand and well walk down
Slippery slidy road down
Dry those eyes and well walk down
Its slippery slidy road down
Slippery slidy road down
Lifes an ocean, lifes an ocean
Hold my hand and well walk down
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Dry those eyes and well walk down
Slippery slidy road down
Lifes an ocean, lifes an ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion
song performed by by Verve
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Lifes An Ocean
Lifes an ocean
Lifes an ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Dragging me down
Dragging me down
Living for today, dont have time to pray
Living for today, dont have time to pray
Ready for the game
Ready for the game
Take a line of fickle flame
Take a line of fickle flame
Imagine the future
Woke up with a scream
Imagine the future
I was buying some feelings
Woke up with a scream
From a vending machine
I was buying some feelings
Say that I will see
From a vending machine
Something more than I have
Say that I will see
Theres something inside of me
Something more than I have
Crying out for something else
Theres something inside of me
And if someone hears my scream
Crying out for something else
Put it in a letter to me
And if someone hears my scream
Slippery slimy road down
Put it in a letter to me
Slippery slimy road down
Lifes an ocean too much commotion
Not enough emotion to satisfy me
Lifes an ocean too much commotion
Slippery slidy road down
Its slippery slidy road down
Not enough emotion to satisfy me
Hold my hand and well walk down
Slippery slidy road down
Dry those eyes and well walk down
Its slippery slidy road down
Slippery slidy road down
Lifes an ocean, lifes an ocean
Hold my hand and well walk down
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Dry those eyes and well walk down
Slippery slidy road down
Lifes an ocean, lifes an ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion
song performed by by Verve
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Lowdown
Pop
I dont want to throw away my time
Playing games I dont respect or like
I cant give away my sovereignty
To existence with no song of me
And the hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Theres a hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
I built myself a beautiful brick wall
Gets a little higher every day
_? _ ignorance inhabits me
Cause Ive already chased my love away
And the hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Theres a hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Take that happy banner off the wall
I dont need to see no smiling face
All I really wants a cup of tea
To feel a warmth inside of me
And the hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Theres a hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Theres a hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
Theres a hole in my heart
Im lowdown
Theres a hole in my heart
Im low
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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The Post Box
Dear friends,
The post box holds our dreams,
our hopes, our ambitions, our worries,
It take messages to far off places,
pays bills, consoles loved ones
in foreign parts.
Once inside, that little envelope
cannot be withdrawn or cancelled,
it will fly off in the arms of the
Royal Mail to its destination,
quickly, efficiently.
Thousands like it,
little white envelopes,
little brown envelopes,
small and large and buff
envelopes
and a few small boxes
squeezed into that red pillar box
where dreams slumber
and worries fester
and gifts glitter.
Dear George,
My most precious friend, I'm so sorry for you loss
Dear Sir,
I'm happy to accept the position
Dear Ann,
I'm so sorry I won't be able to come
Dear Mum,
I'll be home for Christmas
Dear Tom,
Please accept my condolences
Dear Jane,
I feel it's time for me to retire
Dear Santa,
So many messages, so many lives……..
poem by Ruth Walters
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Doing Justice To Love?
justice is an
eternal search
a way of
balancing
that does not
balance
at all, or sometimes
maybe
when you feel you
are near it
and yet it becomes
too slippery
to your touch
this morning i
like to tell you that
i like to do justice
to love
that i have not rendered
what is due it
that i am a kind of
a shortcoming
a big lapse
a slippery hand that slips
away from your
body
i like to tell that you
i am unjust
not having loved you so
well
or even if i want to
i simply can't
you are running with time
you are short of it
and at the last hour of
the rush you tell
me that it is time to leave
and that something
shall be done
you kiss my forehead
not my lips
you tell me ' i love you'
and then
you say 'bye'
i have not told you anything
because i know
that you are returning
because i know that i am
not
or must i contrive about
new choices
that there are many ways of
loving you
that there comes a time
when the moon is full and
we are together
under its light and we say
that despite everything
those lapses and
shortcomings we keep on
that hold
we love each other no matter
what
even if we do not love even if we
feel nothing
even if we are deprived
of any emotion
even if the shallowest feeling
does not touch
us with its fingers again
the fingers of a
child
unborn.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pierre The Penquin
'I have just been swimming to catch my fish. I have 3, I love fish it is absolutely delicious, I don’t want them cooked, I can’t see the sense in that, I will eat them raw one by one and savor every bite. They are cold and slippery to slide down my throat. I will eat my fish first, then I might go for another swim, or I might go for a snooze for a while.'
Who knows?
Pierre the penguin has just been swimming,
to catch his evening meal.
He does not need a boat for this,
or a rod or reel.
He can swim very fast,
and catch his fish quite easily.
Pierre is well equipped for this,
has you all can see.
He has a flipper on each leg,
that makes him very strong.
So, when he goes swimming,
he can stay out there quite long.
The fish are cold and slippery,
to slide down Pierre's throat.
The oil in the fish,
gives Pierre his lovely coat.
After his meal,
he might go for another swim,
or he might go for a snooze.
Which one do you think,
Pierre, should really choose?
poem by Pamela lutwyche
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2.2 Brown Cow
Truth is a slippery thing
Twisted by lies, or
Looks, or an expression
That begs for the reader
To think of more, of
A different chocolate
Slip of grace....how
Now, brown cow?
Do you pine for shaded
Trees, and farmers who
Press with warm hands
In your private place?
I, too, wish for doctors
Who know that warm hands
Are better than cold speculums.
How now, brown cow?
Do they push your ovaries as
They press mine? Do they
Mention a golf game
And when was your last pap smear?
I don't look, even as I am helped up.
I hate the invasion of male
Hands in a spread female place
Slippery with careless gel and
Professional aplomb.
I take a long time to dress.
poem by Charlotte Ballard
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The Child Forced To Be A Man
all the silver statues of men
are laughing
and i the child screams for
help
as i am new to this kind
of arrangement
they're too big and i am
too small
upon a slippery road
where the rain does not stop
Mama is not here definitely
to defend me
from all their mockeries
and so i am forced to become
a strong man
in such a short time
even without Papa's image
to follow
no shadows no light.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Serene Love
as we step into the
clear water of the river
we create the ripples
we lose sight of the
face of the blue clouds
we find for ourselves
an embroidery of
drifting leaves
we dip our bodies to
the coolness of the water
i search for serene love
at the bottom where
you are waiting
we kiss and embrace
beside the slippery stone
the moss is green
each step as slippery as
an ell
each kiss and breath a
bubble we send
to the surface of the river
the water flows farther and farther
until we begin not to see what happens.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dreams
[French, saying something about a carnival]
Are you climbing up a slippery pole? (pole)
Fallin Deep In A Hole? (Deep In A Hole)
Fallin Down
Are you lost in an exitless maze,
Chasing impossible ways?
Are you runnin up a slippery hill?
Are you going to spill?
Can't you build a snowman in the desert?
Are You chasing an imaginary treasure?
Walls, they go under and there over the top (over the top)
They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em (Keep 'Em)
Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top
It's up to someone with a dream to come and reach 'em reach 'em reach 'em (Reach 'Em)
It's Just A Dream
You're Only Dreamin'
Another Dream
Will love be yours, if so, will it last? (will it last)
When the summer's past, summers past (yeah)
When you're alone, starin up at the moon (up at the moon)
Is it staring at you (staring at you)
You're lucky dime you didn't mean to spend Will you ever see it again? (see it again)
Walls, they go under then there over the top (over the top)
They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em (Keep 'Em)
Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top
It's up to someone with a dream to come and reach 'em reach 'em reach 'em (Come Reach 'Em)
It's Just A Dream
You're Only Dreamin'
Another Dream
[more french, saying something about a carnival]
Walls, they go under then there over the top (over the top!)
They haven't made a cage strong enough to keep 'em keep 'em keep 'em
(Strong Enough To Keep 'Em!)
Mountains are enormous, but they all have a top (They All
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Slippery People
Whatabout the time?
You were rollin' over
Fall on your face
You must be having fun
Walk lightly!
Think of a time.
You'd best believe
This think is real
Put away that gun
This part is simple
Try to recognize
What is in you mind
God help us!
Help us loose our minds
These slippery people
help us understand
what's the matter with him? He's alright!
I see his face The lord won't mind
Don't play no games He's alright
Love from the bottom to the top
Turn like a wheel He's alright
See for yourself The lord won't mind
We're gonna move Right now
Turn like a wheel inside a wheel
I remember when
Sittin' in the tub
Pulled out the plug
The water was runnin' out
Cool down
Stop acting crazy
They're gonna leave
And we'll be on our own
Seven times five
They were living creatures
Watch 'em come to life
Right before your eyes
Backsliding!
How do you do?
These slippery people
Gonna see you through
song performed by by Talking Heads
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