Honkin Down The Highway
Honkin honkin down the gosh darn highway
Tryin tryin to get past them cars
Got a got a little date with an angel
Shes the one that said shed go with me
To see a little movie tonight
(honk honk honkin down the highway)
Her folks told me that shes lonely
And she loves me only
Shes used to running away from guys
Prayin prayin that shell hold me tight (hoo!)
And hopin hopin that shell see the light
Who cares if I gotta spend my money
Even if I have to act funny
To go and steal her heart away
(honk honk honkin down the highway)
Take it one little inch at a time now
til were feelin fine now
I guess Ive got a way with girls
Honk honk honkin down the highway
Honk honk honkin down the highway
Honk honk honkin down the highway
Honk honk honkin down the highway
Honk honk honkin down the highway
Take it one little inch at a time now
til were feelin fine now
I guess Ive got a way with girls
Prayin prayin that shell hold me tight (yeah)
(honk honk honkin down the highway)
And hopin hopin that shell see the light
(honk honk honkin down the highway)
Who cares if I gotta spend the night
(honk honk honkin down the highway)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Honk If You Honky Tonk
Well, I got a bumper sticker
On the back of my truck
There aint another like it
Cause I had it made up
I can tell whos behind me
They give themselves away
Lay on their horn when they read this phrase
Chorus:
Honk if you honky tonk
Dont if you dont
But, if you do
Dont you love to
Honk if you honky tonk
Me and Friday night go hand in hand
Ice cold beer and a swingin band
A girl on my arm that wont let go
She caught my little sign about a mile ago
Repeat Chorus
Well, just the other day I was cruisin through town
Sheriff pulled me over, I thought I had it now
I rolled down my window, he said with a grin
I want one of them stickers or Im gonna run you in.
Repeat Chorus twice
Honk if you honky tonk
I hear ya honkin, yeah
Im pullin over,
Lets honky tonk
song performed by by George Strait
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Every Hoodie Has His Big Honk
New words pop up everyday
to add in the dictionary.
Now one of the later words is Hoodie
to go with the collection.
Now a Hoodie is someone
who looks a bit like a Monk.
However, what is the first thing that you see
when you spot one of them,
it is their trademark,
and I’m not talking about the hood,
I’m talking about their honk
that stretches out from within.
The bigger the honk,
the bigger the hood
to try to cover it.
Now Mick Jagger has his lips,
but a Hoodie always has his honk.
Everyone one is different,
just like a fingerprint,
even Scotland Yard have started
a new records department
and it is called the Honkers Records Office
with thousands of photographs of Honks
peering out from under hoods.
Soon your Passport photograph
will not be displaying a picture of you,
but just a picture of your honk.
Even the people at the Guinness Book of Records
have started a new section called
Honkers of the world.
The biggest honk is owned by
Eliza Shrinking Violet
with one all of 64 inches long.
Pinocchio came in second place.
He could be first next year
as his honk is still growing.
16 November 2007
poem by David Harris
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Strange(narrative poem)
I bumped into a guy
he said watch out
i told him hi
but he pushed me out
out into the streets i go
honk honk the cars go
bump the big truck hits me
and all the cars drive over me
the powpow pulled his gun out
and shot the man on his mouth
and there i landed lost my life
lonely in a silent night
poem by Jana Ghossein
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Strange (narrative poem)
i bumped into a guy
he said watch out
i said hi
he pushed me out
out into the street i go
honk honk the cars go
bump the big truck hits me
and all the cars drive over me
the powpow pulled his gun out
and shot the man on his mouth
and there i landed lost my life
lonely in a silent night
poem by Jana Ghossein
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Yesterdays Toys
Girls I watch them Girls.
Girls new at university brained.
Girls Girls different all focused.
Girls some seemingly scatter-brains.
Spreading nonsense squawks
honk honk honking drains.
Them Girls Like Them Boys
Discarding Lectures Like Yesterdays Toys.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Georgia Peaches
(ronnie vanzant -- steve gaines)
Well, you can see her walkin down on peachtree street
She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek
Shes lookin good, shes headed downtown
Aint got no money, honey
She knows her way around
I think shes cute, think shes cute as she can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Well these georgia peaches
Son they know their way around
They can take your money, son before you get sight of town
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
Nine out of ten of them gonna sell you a dime
I think theyre cute, think theyre cute as they can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Well, peaches, peaches
Love them georgia peaches
Well, peaches, peaches
Love them georgia peaches
Well them georgia peaches
Sure do got the style
Theyll steal your heart with a southern smile
Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine
The older they get, I swear its like good wine
I think theyre cute, think theyre cute as they can be
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
Talkin about a funny talkin, honk-tonking georgia peach
I just seem to fall in love with the wrong things
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Honky-tonk Moon
Dirt road in the twi-lght, woods so cool and dark.
Up a-head pale ne-on, somewhere a dog barks,
Honky-tonk moon, keeps shining on my ba-by and me
Breaking up the pool balls, chalk-ing up the cues
Juke box pumping soft-ly, lazy sum-mer blues
Honky-tonk moon, keeps shining on my ba-by and me
Chorus
Through the blue smok-y haze, all through the haze
Trouble seems to melt a - way.............
My hearts on a roll, Im easy in my soul
Theres no hur-ry, no wor-ry, things are go-in my way
My arms a-round my ba-by, shuf-flin on the floor
Cig-a-rettes and saw-dust, squeak-y old screen door.
Honk- tonk moon, keeps shin-in on my ba-by and me.
Out-side the dark is fal-ling, stars are twinkling bright
That old hoot owl is calling, every-things all right
Honk- tonk moon, keeps shin-in on my ba-by and me.
Honk- tonk moon, keeps shin-in on my ba-by and me.
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Outside Life
While walking through
that jungle of concrete
that I call my home
where all the houses seem
glued together
and the cars honk
at the j-walking civilians
where the billboards and ads
scream to you
from high in the air
I stop to think
(in all that hustle and bustle)
what life is like
outside of this place
poem by Annie Janine
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Send Love Instead
Send love to a child who needs it most,
Celebrate the end of the day with a toast.
Give a homeless person food in a can,
Give a old lady a hand.
Look at the birds in the sky,
Wave to people instead of honk when passing by.
Pray for the planet once a day,
and all the peoplethat passed away.
Take a picture to save a memory,
or write a poem about you and me.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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The Parting...
let the parting be as formal as
an invitation card
let the date be specific
the rituals well defined
let us forgo the waving of the hands
try the flying kiss as you embark
on a trip
back grounded by the deep honk of
the boat
let it be said
there are no final goodbyes
just like
temporary hellos
people change and like the seasons
follow the cycle of
here and now
and see you later
as the iguanas shed off their skins
so must we in our beliefs
in pain we molt but in due time
we are smooth again
rebounding
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Carefree Highway
Pickin up the pieces of my sweet shattered dream
I wonder how the old folks are tonight
Her name was ann and Ill be damned if I recall her face
She left me not knowin what to do
Carefree highway, let me slip away on you
Carefree highway, you seen better days
The mornin after blues from my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway, let me slip away
Slip away on you
Turnin back the pages to the times I love best
I wonder if shell ever do the same
Now the thing that I call livin is just bein satisfied
With knowin I got no one left to blame
Carefree highway, got ta see you my old flame
Carefree highway, you seen better days
The mornin after blues from my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway, let me slip away
Slip away on you
Searchin through the fragments of my dream-shattered sleep
I wonder if the years have closed her mind
I guess it must be wanderlust or tryin to get free
From the good old faithful feelin we once knew
Carefree highway, let me slip away on you
Carefree highway, you seen better days
The mornin after blues from my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway, let me slip away
Slip away on you
Let me slip away on you
Carefree highway, got ta see you my old flame
Carefree highway, you seen better days
The mornin after blues from my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway, let me slip away
Slip away on you
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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An Election Night Pantoum
Gaze at the good-natured crowd,
List to the noise and the rattle!
Heavens! that woman is loud-
Loud as the din of a battle.
List to the noise and the rattle!
Hark to the honk of the horn
Loud as the din of a battle!
There! My new overcoat's torn!
Hark to the honk of the horn!
Cut out that throwing confetti!
There! My new overcoat's torn-
Looks like a shred of spaghetti.
Cut out that throwing confetti!
Look at the gentleman, stewed;
Looks like a shred of spaghetti-
Don't get so terribly rude!
Look at the gentleman, stewed!
Look at the glare of the rocket!
Don't get so terribly rude,
Keep your hand out of my pocket!
Look at the glare of the rocket!
Take that thing out of my face!
Keep your hand out of my pocket!
This is a shame and disgrace.
Take that thing out of my face!
Curse you! Be decent to ladies!
This is a shame and disgrace,
Worse than traditions of Hades.
Curse you! Be decent to ladies!
(Heavens! that woman is loud.)
Worse than traditions of Hades
Gaze at the 'good-natured' crowd!
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Safe And Sound
Jesus, and the third world poets
carrying their dying children
across the starvation desert...
the stench of disease,
poverty, and dead eyed
hopelessness, ... hangs
in the indifferent air.
if you dont know their names
they're not real, just pictures
on the news you turn off...
finish your supper,
throw out the scraps;
get in your cars, and
go for a drive...
turn up the radio!
speed up! roll up your
windows... safe, and sound....
honk if you love Jesus!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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High Flier
we're winging our way to foreign lands.
passengers are thinking of soft white sand.
captain Buck is making good time.
He cocks his head, `did you hear that? that's the second time.`
He swears he can hear a honk.
he checks he's stowed his bunk.
With this tailwind they'll do alright
the passengers are enjoying the flight.
`Look out your window, we must each have a screw loose,
isn't that a goose?
for heaven's sake, man, take your foot off the brake,
don't let it overtake! `
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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Walls Come Tumbling Down
I've driven around your block so many times
chasing myself in circles
lost, screaming, raving, raging like a crazy person
honking, endangering myself and others
did you hear me?
i cussed at an old lady
i refused to ask for directions
i flipped of a jerk with his
stereotypical loud stereo
he wanted attention,
so i gave it to him
it took me forever to find your house
it took me a while to remember
because i guess i'm just stupid
if you want me to drive around for
7 days and then honk my horn
i'd do it
i'd listen to you
you make me crazy
you make me so crazy
poem by Justin Tang
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Honkers and smiles
Big honkers look great
But more beautiful still… is
A big honkin’ smile!
poem by David Whalen
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Only Three Days Away
Is it the quietness of midnight,
That people find it appropriate...
To honk a car horn to shock and disturb,
With a shouting to a closed window...
Of someone living just a few steps away.
To then have a loud conversation,
As to where they should meet for lunch...
When the weekend comes?
Is it the quietness of midnight,
That people find this appropriate to do?
Or should I ignore what is going on,
To get up to have a snack of popcorn?
And forget about sleeping.
With a making of my own plans,
For a weekend anticipated with such enthusiasm...
Only three days away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cowboy Cadillac
Ive never know one better
Shes a real go getter
If you met her youd be good as gone
Shes a real red liner
Likes it all behind her
Shes the kind that keeps you hangin on
Shes a cowboys buddy
Even when she gets muddy
Lord, shes lovely from her front to back
So either comin or goin
Know her best sides showin
Shes my cowboy cadillac
Shes the perfect picture
Of the perfect mixture
tween a woman and fine machine
Shes a hard work lover
A real tough mother
Shes the cover of a magazine
And Im happy knowin
That what keeps me goin
Is whats gonna keep me comin back
Shes my honkin tonkin
Everything Im wantin
Cowboy cadillac
She loves to haul them cattle
All my ropes and saddle
And it doesnt matter work or play
If its a mountain
She can crawl it
If its hay
Then she can haul it
Shes the last one to call it a day
Every cowboy loves her
Lord, they all dream of her
Oh brother, dont they all react
At the end of the evening
When they see my leaving
With my cowboy cadillac
Shes the perfect picture
Of the perfect mixture
tween a woman and fine machine
Shes a hard work lover
A real tough mother
Shes the cover of a magazine
And Im happy knowin
That what keeps me goin
Is whats gonna keep me comin back
Shes my honkin tonkin
Everything Im wantin
Cowboy cadillac
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Under The Sun
there is so much to do
to talk about
to learn and judge and
tell
to forget and forgive
to decide to move on
like the grass and the
grasshopper
the ants and the butterfly
the hill and the
river
like the clouds up the
tips of the hills
like the atom and
the molecule
like your lips and your
teeth
your eyes and
your heart
like the fish on the water
the mice on the trap
the cheese and the dough
an open mouth
a tongue
a word of thanks
of hands waving goodbye
the last honk of the car
the speeding jet plane in the air
the darkness in space
Venus and Mars
Jack and the beans
so much to talk about
under the sun
why lonely still?
why so empty still?
yes, you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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