A Little Romance
A Little Romance
Bob and MaryAnn walked in hand in hand
To listen to the band
That night they danced damn near all the songs the band played
Bobs knee hurt so bad
It was New Years Eve
MaryAnn couldn’t believe Bob never once complained
Just for her twice that night he got on the stage
And sang
MaryAnn felt like a warm summer rain
Washed her heart free of pain
And all her worries went down the drain
When Bob sang and played his guitar
In that smoked filled bar
Where they danced enjoying a little romance
That night while they were dancing around the room
MaryAnn felt like she was swinging on a crescent moon
With her hand she could reach to touch the stars
Looking down she could see
The traffic the cars
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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Maryann
Im sitting here, writing this letter,
Hoping it will make you feel better.
Weve been through the sunshine and the rain.
And I never realized you were in pain.
Someone has mistreated you,
Left you all alone and blue.
And dont you know it hurts me, too,
And, baby, I know my life wont be the the same.
And if you hear me call your name...
Maryann, you will never need another.
Here I am. I will be your real lover.
Someone elses plans and his schemes
Left you with these broken dreams-
Dreams that keep you up all night, yeah.
I know my life wont be the same.
And if you hear me call your name, girl.
Maryann, you will never need another.
Here I am. I will be your real lover.
You and I could make it if stay together, baby.
And if we try, we will blast off to forever. woah, woah!
Maryann, you will never need another.
Here I am. I will be your real lover.
song performed by by New Edition
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Mountains And Marian
All is well
I've made my peace where highways never end
Yesterday's a memory today is just a friend
For the mountains and Maryann are calling me again
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will swallow up my tears
All is well
I left the cold midwestern towns behind
There's a semi up the road ahead I'll take him in my time
For the hot-blooded mountain love is calling me again
And the vagabond within me cries
The wind and rain might burn my eyes but I won't feel the pain
For the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
All is well
As I swing up to the border bent for hell
And the service station man agreed I didn't look too well
But the mountains and Maryann are calling out to me
And I got my bedroll on my back
And everything that I could pack to see me on my way
All is well
I've made my peace and man, I'm feelin' fine
And the losers that I left behind I'll think about some other time
For the border men were all my friends they couldn't find a dime
And the prairie towns go sailing by
Saskatchewan there's mud in your eye I'm leavin' you behind
There'll be hot-blooded mountain love to satisfy my soul
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
And the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
All is well
The foothills are coming into sight
Today is just a memory the future is tonight
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
And the mountains and Maryann will greet me there as only she can do
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Mountains & Marian
All is well
Ive made my peace where highways never end
Yesterdays a memory today is just a friend
For the mountains and maryann are calling me again
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will swallow up my tears
All is well
I left the cold midwestern towns behind
Theres a semi up the road ahead Ill take him in my time
For the hot-blooded mountain love is calling me again
And the vagabond within me cries
The wind and rain might burn my eyes but I wont feel the pain
For the mountains and maryann will greet me there as only she can do
All is well
As I swing up to the border bent for hell
And the service station man agreed I didnt look too well
But the mountains and maryann are calling out to me
And I got my bedroll on my back
And everything that I could pack to see me on my way
All is well
Ive made my peace and man, Im feelin fine
And the losers that I left behind Ill think about some other time
For the border men were all my friends they couldnt find a dime
And the prairie towns go sailing by
Saskatchewan theres mud in your eye Im leavin you behind
Therell be hot-blooded mountain love to satisfy my soul
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
And the mountains and maryann will greet me there as only she can do
All is well
The foothills are coming into sight
Today is just a memory the future is tonight
And the red pines will bow their heads
The rivers and the watersheds will carry us along
And the mountains and maryann will greet me there as only she can do
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Id Do It Again
A one man band on a one night stand
As a one man band should be
The cried for more, he replied why sure
And he played one just for free
The sounds he laid down. the songs he played
Made the ladies all come to call
He was born in the back of a seminole bus
On the road to niagra falls
Id do it again, Id do it again
Id do it again
The one man band philosophical man
Didnt lie when he said to us
I seen the high rollers come and go
Its the holy rollers I trust
The man said then he was sixteen when
He retired from the county school
A wee bit thin with a will to begin
He was known to be know mans fool
Id do it again, Id do it again
Id do it again
The one man band was a mighty good man
Cause he played til the break of dawn
He ups and downs about four more rounds
And he stayed til the crowd went home
It seemed to me like he never could be
Like anything Id ever seen before
When he stepped from the stage with his ax in his hand
And he run through the backstage door
Id do it again, Id do it again
Id do it again
A one man band on a one night stand
As a one man band should be
They cried for more, he replied why sure
And he played one just for free
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Romance Bore Seduction
Hand blessed hand, caressed.
A blushing rose, her face;
Her breast alive;
The elfin nose, a diamond set -
A kiss upon perfection
Bore a rise of pulse
To coach a sultry moan
Across a mellow breath of wine.
He knew; he sensed,
And easing loose a clasp of lace,
Another sign of her relenting:
Wild the play of eyes,
A fuller glide of skin;
He felt the now begin -
Her swell, intention in the sigh.
And so to hedge his move upon the cue -
The cry of deep anticipation,
Waxing all he saw -
Tho' not for us to view -
Arrived, emotion raw.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Night Forever! !
Last night she walked into my world,
her touch so soft, so sure,
last night she reached across the mile,
and whispered such sweet a word,
Last night she braved the unknown,
and danced with me a stranger,
Last night she took my hand,
showing me no danger.
Last night she touched me deep,
my spirit has been set free,
last night she was miles away,
yet I felt her here with me.
poem by Geoff Warden
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The Summer I was Four
Dedicated to Tabitha Marie Utzig, Age 4
I slept with my favorite toys
Went swinging in the park
Sang in a microphone
And played on my guitar
The summer I was four
I helped a magician with his tricks
Tried dunking in a pool
Made playdough food and animals
And licked mom’s mixing spoons
The summer I was four
Played mini golf with my dad
Hot tubbed it with my mom
Dressed up as a Hogwarts witch
And made a magic wand
The summer I was four
I slid down a giant slide
Climbed my first rock wall
Played with my Barbie dolls
And danced like at a ball
The summer I was four
Made mud pies with my new best friends
Built cities in the sand
Cuddled up for movie night
And held my sister’s hand
The summer I was four
Ran through sprinklers, ate ice cream
Explored a mountain cave
Tossed a ball with brothers four
And then learned how to bake
The summer I was four
On the computer games I played
With Dora and Mickey Mouse
Rode my bike with training wheels
Around and around the house
The summer I was four
Visited family far away
Canoed a river there
Colored, painted, glittered, glued
My art I loved to share
The summer I was four
Went fishing with my family
Caught more than my dad
Butt sliding down the living room stairs
Oh what fun I had
The summer I was four
My family loves me this I know
My life is pleasure filled
Though years may pass cause time goes on
Memories have been built
The summer I was four
poem by Jacquie StewartHeimann
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The Christmas Vow
THE CHRISTMAS VOW
By Maryann Virack
In two thousand seven the protestors swore
We won’t celebrate Christmas. We won’t take it anymore
“You can’t say Christ. It’s really unfair
To those other religions that really don’t care”
So Christmas was cancelled the shops closed their doors
The memories of Christmas were now just folklore
The children were saddened. They couldn’t believe it
They wouldn’t accept it; not one tiny small bit
They had to find Santa. Where could he be?
They couldn’t find a stocking or a green Christmas tree
They walked through the city, not a light to be seen
No one was merry. Everyone was mean.
They searched every county, every state, every town
Every Christmas decoration had been taken down
The children were cranky. They searched in despair
But wherever they looked…there was no Christmas there
“We’ll find it, ” they uttered “We’ll not give up trying
Christmas is here, the grownups are lying.”
“I found Santa”, cried Pedro. “Look here”, said Elaine
“He was hiding with Rudolf and some old candy canes”
He was stuffed with the manger and wise men and elves
With Mary and Jesus they were filling the shelves
In that dusty old warehouse where no one dare go
Since the dream days of children in times long ago
When Christmas was merry and life filled with mirth
And carolers world over sang “Peace on Earth”.
When sugar plums danced and a star shone above
And a magical season was filled with God’s love.
When the birth of a baby was heralded on high
Before Christmas went missing and each eye was dry.
There once was a day, child; I remember it well
When reindeer once flew and angels rang bells
We baked Christmas cookies and ate Christmas roast beast
And hearts grew much larger at that holy day feast
Yes, Jesus was here child and Christmas was living
In the hearts of all people and their spirit of giving
Americans all over gave from the heart
And celebrated Christmas like they did from the start
They hung Christmas stockings and put the star on the tree
That was the way child it once used to be
It really was special, that day of Christ’s birth
And Santa was jolly despite his wide girth
But today it’s all gone I am sorry to say
Can’t say “Merry Christmas”; just “Happy Holidays”
Someone in power was tricked to believe
That Christmas was racist and Jesus must leave
An American tradition, that fat jolly old elf,
The tree and the manger don’t belong on a shelf.
So they unburied Santa and assembled the crèche
And sang Christmas carols and baked cookies fresh
They dug out the tinsel, the garlands and wreath
Found A Little Fir Tree and put presents beneath
They called “All ye Faithful” and sang out “Noel”
Put Christ back in Christmas and rang a red bell
They rejoiced in the spirit, sang “Oh Holy Night”
Cried “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night”
They rekindled the dream that their parents once knew
With the Christ child and Santa and a Christmas tree too
They believed in a country where our forefathers trod
In freedom and liberty “One nation under God”
The spirit’s not missing. It’s wherever you look
In the eyes of each child, in every cranny and nook.
From the people who give to the poor and the needy
To The Little Match Girl and a Grinch who’s not greedy
Christmas still lives we won’t let it die
In the hearts of the children, in the wink of an eye
So in two thousand and eight and in all years from now
Let’s hold on to Christmas let’s make it our vow
poem by Maryann Virack
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Summer Nights
(2/16/12)
It came upon a summers night
The wind was cool, the stars were bright.
Never in her life did she have such a thrill
As she felt her heart start to fill.
The beauties and splendors of the night
Created such a beautiful sight.
There was a feeling of love in the air
Wiping away all troubles and cares.
Music being played in the streets
Children dancing to the beat
Elderly couples walking hand in hand
This was a night that no one planned.
The summer nights tend to set all hearts free
And this is where you want to be.
Looking up at the stars at night
And seeing all of gods beauties
In my mind take flight.
Recalling times of summer s past
And hoping that it would forever last
But each season has a beginning and an end
And new memories in your mind to
Your heart will send.
But I will take my summer nights
And look upon my summer days
And to god for this I give him praise.
poem by Louis Rams
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We Walked Together In The Night
We walked together in the night
Hand in hand, intertwined
It was like a magical dream
I just couldn't believe
We walked together in the night
My heart raced on as if I might die
You calmed me down and told me everything would be alright
We walked together in the night
Just you and I
You held my hand, you held me close
You protected me, and kept me safe
We walked together in the night
That night was the best time of my life
Time I spent with you
We walked together in the night
We're just best friends....
But does this date mean anything?
We walked together in the night
We laughed, We played
We were nervous, We were afraid
What might happen after this night?
We walked together in the night
You took me out to the movies
You took me back to my house
Everything was perfect then
Until I ruined it...
I walked away with tears in my eyes.....I ruined it
I walked back home alone that night...because we weren't ready to date just yet
poem by Starrbox Munoz
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Night Song
The moon stretched a long finger
across the calm waters
as they rolled to the shore.
The stars danced on each wave
filling the night with romance.
Couples walked hand in hand
along the sandy shore.
Love twinkled in their eyes
as they left their footprints in the sand.
The nocturnal calls created a rhythm in the air
once the sun had bid its goodbye.
The footprints stopped occasionally
as the lovers arms curled around one another
to capture a nights kiss of bliss
as they stood on the sandy shore,
then moved along enjoying
the romantic night song.
20-21 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Love Was A Stranger
Music filled the air as we danced across the floor.
The band played romantic tunes we’d never heard before
The singer sang songs of happiness and love
The large crystal ball twinkled like stars above
Love was a stranger to my open arms
Love was a stranger as we dances across the floor
When the band stopped playing
Love was a stranger no more
poem by David Harris
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The Night That Tito Played
It was a hot night
The crowd was hangin' in the neighborhood
Everybody there was lookin' so cool
Everyone was feelin' so good
Now, mister puente
They said he'd be here by ten-thirty
Said he was comin' back to his roots again
To finds some old friends
The night that Tito played
My life forever changed
I felt my heart and soul come alive
I felt it all
Movin' and swayin' under the moon
Prayin' to the rhythm of a puente tune
The night that Tito played
Nothin' was ever the same
There was Romona
She came uptown from corona
Right there on the stairway of the subway train
We danced real slow
(she was heaven to know)
She whispered secrets
The way she kissed me it was perfect
We held on in the shadows of the city lights
Oh, it felt so right
The night that Tito played
My life forever changed
I felt my heart and soul come alive
I felt it all
Movin' and swayin' under the moon
Prayin' to the rhythm of a puente tune
The night that Tito played
Nothin' was ever the same
The night that Tito played
My life forever changed
I felt my heart and soul come alive
I felt it all
Movin' and swayin' under the moon
Prayin' to the rhythm of a puente tune
The night that Tito played
Nothin' would ever be the same
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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The night we danced
The night we danced
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It was in that little room
We dance concentric circles
Your laughter tickled my ear
Filled my heart with joy
Holding your hand in mine
The touch of your fingers
Our heads buried in shoulders
Your scent and warmth
I remember as though
We are still dancing
The way we slowly moved
Both trying not to fall
The look of your smile
That shine in your eye
You were so beautiful
The night we danced
Slow concentric circles
Without music we moved
In that little room
poem by Matthew Holloway
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A Black Cat Crossed My Path
A black cat crossed my path
On a night of a full moon
He was carrying a pack on his back
And dancing around like a loon.
I thought it was a funny sight
I couldn’t believe my eyes
Then I saw a ghostly cat
In a transparent disguise.
His eyes glowed like fire
In the darkened night
My hands grew cold
I was filled with fright.
Just then the ghostly cat
Found the black cat by a tree
They both did a jig
And started singing merrily.
I was no longer scared
As they danced ‘round and ‘round
It was an unusual scene
And an unusual sound.
They sang Halloween songs
About pumpkins and goblins and bats
And as they sang
Along came about fifty other cats.
They all joined in
The sound grew so loud
But it was a happy sound
From a jolly crowd.
All of the cats were dancing
And having a good time
Then the ghostly cat invited me
To have a bite of a lime.
I told him it would be sour
He said “Well, come dance instead”
So I joined the singing cats
And danced with a cat named Fred.
He moved around quite fast
Hopping left and right
We both danced and danced
Deep into the night.
At last I had enough
I couldn’t dance anymore
So I said good-bye to all the cats
And Fred walked me to my door.
He asked if he could come in
I said “my two cats would probably mind”
So he said “I’ll see you around”
I said “I had a nice time.”
One year went by
Halloween was here again
A black cat crossed my path
I knew the party was about to begin.
Happy Halloween.
poem by Connie Webb
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Center Stage
Amanda Schull, Ethan Stiefel, Sascha Radetsky, Maryann Plunkett, Zoe Saldana, Ethan Stiefel, Susan May Pratt
by Carol Heikkinen from Center Stage (2000)
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Ziggy stardust and the spiders from mars (Lyrics)
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
and the spiders from Mars. He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
now Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, aww he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
'came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.
So where were the spiders, while the fly tried to break our balls
With just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kid was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
aww He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band.
Ziggy played Guitar.
poem by Satan's Sibling
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The Singer Sang His Song
Hed sing his song most evry night
Wishing she was there behind the light
The people danced and sang along
On the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
Now the singers song is never heard
And the visions he once saw are disappeared
Now they never dance or sing along
But on the cardboard stage he never sang it wrong
And the piper played the tune
And the drummer wore his spurs
But the song that the singer sang was for her
(break)
Ah..........
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Touch Of Your Hand
On the day that you were born
I touched your hand so chubby and warm.
I touched your hand when you were one
and helped you walk my beautiful son.
I held your hand when you were two.
We ran, your favorite thing to do.
I held your hand when you were three
as you climbed on my lap and smiled at me.
I touched your hand when you were four
as the ocean touched our toes at the shore.
I touched your hand when you were five
walking you to school but when we'd arrive
I felt the tug of your hand from mine
and I knew that we had crossed a line.
I looked at you and released your hand
and said'it's okay I understand.'
As I walked back home I cried some tears
thinking of all our hand holding years.
Holding your hand became sporadic now,
when you were feverish or I felt your brow.
I held your hand a few times as a teen
but always alone so it wouldn't be seen.
I held your hand after you said, 'I do.'
We danced together just me and you.
After some years went by my son
you held the hand of your little one.
And so the times of your life turn around
and now that my hand is old I've found
you take my hand and help me walk
and as you do we intimately talk.
And it takes me back to that bright early morn
when I held your hand so chubby and warm.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Ziggy Stardust (acoustic Live)
Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And The spiders from Mars, he played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
So where were the spiders
While the rats tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans
And should we crush his sweet hands, oh
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band, oh
Oh yeah, ooooooh
Now, Ziggy played guitar
song performed by by Def Leppard
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