His sister, called Lucy O'Finner,
Grew constantly thinner and thinner;
The reason was plain,
She slept out in the rain,
And never was allowed any dinner.
>>Lewis Carroll
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And so while the great ones depart to their dinner, the secretary stays, growing thinner and thinner, racking his brain to record and report what he thinks that they think that they ought to have thought.
quote by Arthur Bryant
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Celebrities
Celebrities nowadays,
Are going through an awful phase,
Paris got put in the pen,
Because she drank some wine but then,
She went to get some dinner,
And acted like she was sniffing paint thinner!
Speaking of thinner don't get me started on that,
All the celebs think they're fat,
Soon they'll fall through the cracks in the floor,
Speaking of crack the drug battle never ends,
So they go to rehab where the rules don't bend,
Save the celebrities a whole lot of trouble,
Let them know this will make their careers rubble.
poem by Kaitlyn Leighsomething
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The Vulture
The Vulture eats between his meals,
And that's the reason why
He very, very, rarely feels
As well as you and I.
His eye is dull, his head is bald,
His neck is growing thinner.
Oh! what a lesson for us all
To only eat at dinner!
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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A change of Air
Now, a man in Oodnadatta
He grew fat, and he grew fatter,
Though he hardly had a thing to eat for dinner;
While a man in Booboorowie
Often sat and wondered how he
Could prevent himself from growing any thinner.
So the man from Oodnadatta
He came down to Booboorowie,
Where he rapidly grew flatter;
And the folk will tell you how he
Urged the man from Booboorowie
To go up to Oodnadatta -
Where he lived awhile, and now he
Is considerably fatter.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Infuse Body In Toxic Soups
smoking eat smoke inhale lit consequences
smoking lurks among thinner thinner drugs
produces need to infuse body in toxic soups
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Brother And Sister
"SISTER, sister, go to bed!
Go and rest your weary head."
Thus the prudent brother said.
"Do you want a battered hide,
Or scratches to your face applied?"
Thus his sister calm replied.
"Sister, do not raise my wrath.
I'd make you into mutton broth
As easily as kill a moth"
The sister raised her beaming eye
And looked on him indignantly
And sternly answered, "Only try!"
Off to the cook he quickly ran.
"Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan
To me as quickly as you can."
And wherefore should I lend it you?"
"The reason, Cook, is plain to view.
I wish to make an Irish stew."
"What meat is in that stew to go?"
"My sister'll be the contents!"
"Oh"
"You'll lend the pan to me, Cook?"
"No!"
Moral: Never stew your sister.
poem by Lewis Carroll
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Boy
Stand up straight
Boy
Tuck your shirt
Wipe your face
Nobody likes a crybaby
Boy
Baby boy
Dry your eyes
Welcome to the world
Boy
Stand up straight
Baby boy
Dry your eyes
(Don't hit your sister)
Don't hit your sister
Shut your mouth
Wipe your hands
Don't you cry
Tuck your shirt
Turn off the TV
Don't hit your sister
Get a job
Turn it down
Find a girl
Rule the world
(Do you call that music)
Don't sing high
Boy
Use your sense
(Cut your hair)
Get what you want
Shoot your gun
Cut your hair
(Cut your hair)
Drop your phone
Dance with your hands down
Use your name
Rule the world
(Keep it inside)
It's your right now
Don't hit your sister
(Nobody likes a crybaby)
We like girls who are thinner, baby
(Don't hit your sister)
Nobody likes a crybaby boy
Baby boy
Stake your coin
(Shut your mouth)
Drive your car
(What's is your problem)
Buy a bigger one
(Tuck your shirt in)
(Cat caught in your tongue)
Choose a book
(Don't make me show you)
Shoot your gun
(If I have to find it)
Don't get me angry
Don't sing high
(I have to use it again)
(Don't make me)
Don't get me angry
(I don't have to use it again)
Baby baby
(Shut your mouth)
Baby boy
(Don't hit your sister)
Keep the noise down
Boy
Use your sense
Baby boy
(Nobody likes a crybaby, boy)
Lift some weights
Win the race
Baby boy
Tuck your shirt
Everybody likes a winner, baby
(Don't hit your sister)
Everybody likes a winner, baby
Everybody likes a winner
Everybody likes a sinner, baby
Ace the test
Find a girl
Buy a home
(Clean your plates)
Settle down
(Eat your vegetable)
Keep your feelings deep inside
(Don't be late)
Don't sing high
Don't make me use it
We like girls who are thinner, baby
Better lift some weights
We like girls who are thinner, baby
Feed your dog
(Better lift some weights)
(Shut your mouth)
Shoot your gun
Drop your phone
Drive your car
(Don't make me angry)
It's your right now
Don't sing high now
Find a girl
Clean your room
Baby baby baby baby boy
(If I have to find it you'll be sorry)
We like boys who are trimmer, baby
We like girls who are thinner, baby
Boy
Baby boy
We like girls who are thinner, baby
Baby boy
Don't sing high
Boy
Baby boy
Go to sleep
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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That's the reason they're called lessons, because they lesson from day to day.
quote by Lewis Carroll
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Long John Brown and Little Mary Bell
Little Mary Bell had a Fairy in a Nut
Long John Brown had the Devil in his Gut
Long John Brown lovd Little Mary Bell
And the Fairy drew the Devil into the Nut-shell
Her Fairy skipd out and her Fairy skipd in
He laughd at the Devil saying Love is a Sin
The devil he raged and the Devil he was wroth
And the devil enterd into the Young Mans broth
He was soon in the Gut of the loving Young Swain
For John eat and drank to drive away Loves pain
But all he could do he grew thinner and thinner
Tho he eat and drank as much as ten Men for his dinner
Some said he had a Wolf in his stomach day and night
Some said he had the Devil and they guessd right
The fairy skipd about in his glory Joy and Pride
And he laughd at the Devil till poor John Brown died
Then the Fairy skipd out of the old Nut shell
And woe and alack for Pretty Mary Bell
For the Devil crept in when The Fairy skipd out
And there goes Miss Bell with her fusty old Nut
poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads (1794)
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Hey...spring Again!
the veil of fog
gets thinner and thinner
the seasonal flowers
lose their color
as the sun's chariot
gets rolled as it should
the koel fills the ears
with its cooing fed on
the tender mango-flower
that renders more sweetness
to a voice already sweeter
every vegetation begins to breathe
resurrecting life once again
after sluggish winter
birds chirp
bees buzz
hearts long
as spring slowly unfolds
its drama of desire
once again...!
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Willful Suspension Of Disbelief
Everywhere everywhere everywhere
It's all so plain it's all a plan
The sky doesn't ever end
The air just gets much thinner further up
You could keep diggin' down and down
A thousand graves down without turnin'
Around or finding hell
You find you're digging up again
Everywhere everywhere everywhere
Willful suspension of disbelief
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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The biggest reason most people fail is that they try to fix too much at once - join a gym, get out of debt, floss after meals and have thinner thighs in 30 days.
quote by Marilu Henner
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For Your Pleasure
I lie beside, I'm tied
make-up on my dress
Her vicious game begins
Its just one minute past
I grow thinner
I grow weak, but I know I must stay
'cause Im to keep your loneliness away
"I like your taste" she says
"because you taste like me"
The scenery proceeds
It's just one minute past
I grow thinner
I grow weak, but I know I must stay
'cause Im to keep your loneliness away
I'm locked up by your device
and I'm to fill your loneliness with lies
I will not decide for her
song performed by by Yvonne
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Beautiful Woman
The commander of the army of Israyl,
Over the Kindon Valley;
I am like a little child but,
My words will touch you like a sword!
A great earthquake!
The tenth part of the city fell;
But my love will be for you always.
The noose of Sheol coiled around me,
But in my distreess i callled to yahweh;
And today, i am saved.
A string of donkeys,
To the weary and weak;
But as fierce as a wild bear,
I will like you to robb off my cubs with love.
Why do look thinner and thinner day after day?
I am in love with you my beautiful woman;
Som come to me with the wings of an eagle.
My love will speak to you from the heavens as well,
And my peace will be with you all day long;
For you are the beautiful woman of my heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We called him Tortoise because he taught us.
quote by Lewis Carroll
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Shakedown On 9th Street
Head on down to 9th street gal
Lets go out kicking with the boys and the gals
Wear your dress and bring my ring
Someones gonna get it aint gonna be me
Lucy lucy my gal
Lucy lucy my sweet
Lucy lucy my gal
I was just gonna hit him but Im gonna kill him now
We all met about half past three
Lucy she was rocking by my kicking machine
Too many straits and not enough grease
Thats when lucy got it in the chest I think
Lucy lucy my gal
Lucy lucy my sweet
Lucy lucy my gal
I was just gonna hit him but Im gonna kill him now
Lucy they started fighting I was screaming for him
Boots all dirty sexy and thin
Then on come the lights from the straits in their cars
I was just a laughing when I hit the floor
Lucy lucy my gal
Lucy lucy my sweet
Lucy lucy my gal
I was just gonna hit him but Im gonna kill him now
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Nothing Ever Fills
The sheets made of needle
That he used to dab off
A faucet of an ocean
And scarred the marred
Face of pallid darkness
Never unruffled to wake
In the noontime rain
Consuming January eight
And beneath the frothing
Waves of the supercilious
Blathering of the air
Quartz tongue scintillated
Ready to be washed ashore
In a malign gambling
That divulges a sleazy scene
Of undraping fabrics,
Caressing flesh,
And licking wounds
With salted tongues
But the taste of verdigris
Excoriated an aposiopesis
Of infelicity
And the January air
Grew thinner,
And the rain
Pummeled harder
With the zephyr
Chanting the veracity
Of mendaciloquence
That nothing
Ever fills.
poem by Norman Santos
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A Valentine
And cannot pleasures, while they last,
Be actual unless, when past,
They leave us shuddering and aghast,
With anguish smarting?
And cannot friends be firm and fast,
And yet bear parting?
And must I then, at Friendship's call,
Calmly resign the little all
(Trifling, I grant, it is and small)
I have of gladness,
And lend my being to the thrall
Of gloom and sadness?
And think you that I should be dumb,
And full DOLORUM OMNIUM,
Excepting when YOU choose to come
And share my dinner?
At other times be sour and glum
And daily thinner?
Must he then only live to weep,
Who'd prove his friendship true and deep
By day a lonely shadow creep,
At night-time languish,
Oft raising in his broken sleep
The moan of anguish?
The lover, if for certain days
His fair one be denied his gaze,
Sinks not in grief and wild amaze,
But, wiser wooer,
He spends the time in writing lays,
And posts them to her.
And if the verse flow free and fast,
Till even the poet is aghast,
A touching Valentine at last
The post shall carry,
When thirteen days are gone and past
Of February.
Farewell, dear friend, and when we meet,
In desert waste or crowded street,
Perhaps before this week shall fleet,
Perhaps to-morrow.
I trust to find YOUR heart the seat
Of wasting sorrow.
poem by Lewis Carroll from Phantasmagoria and Other Poems
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The Edge Of My Patience
It is the thin red line
It is the edge of my patience
If you cross the line
I will attack you like a mad dog
There will be no wall of reason
There will be no space for excuse
I have running my patience low
And you draw it thinner
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Let's have a party!
A party a party!
I'll have a big party
Lunch is too thinner
Let's do a dinner
A new menu for all
dinner made of soul,
I'll do it next week
many souls to seek:
made of sugar, sweet soul
with sour perfectly shall go.
Bitter and sweet
Such a funny fit.
Forget not
the chilli pepper
Keeps us hot
For ever and ever.
One pinch of precious sault
to bring up best taste:
Don't make it a waste
Done! All ingredents lined up
Mixed with all the love I got
The greatest party I shall start
No need for invitations
But I'll collect donations
Regardless if is large or small
Natural or forced, only one smile
I'll collect from those who pass the door.
Please come, you're most welcome.
poem by Elena Sandu
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