Little Shopping List
Finding recipes,
List the ingredients on yellow lined paper,
Someones building,
A cake for another,
Hundreds and thousands and paper tins,
Underlined self raising flour.
I'd like to see the smile on her face,
When she realises the effort he makes,
I'd like to hear the laughter illuminate the place,
As they devour the cakes.
Little little shopping list,
What happiness you bring,
Little little shopping list,
Where have you been.
poem by Craig Turner
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My Shopping List
I write my shopping-list in rhyme.
It doesn’t take me too much time,
and always helps me to remember.
(I’ve been doing it since last September.)
Wholemeal bread
low-fat spread
strawberry jam
dry-cured ham
Cheddar cheese
frozen peas
free-range eggs
chicken legs
grape jelly
pork belly
lamb chops
lemon drops
fillet steak
chocolate cake
cookie mix
seafood sticks
tortilla chips
salsa dips
instant coffee
treacle toffee
dried sultanas
ripe bananas
runner beans
a bunch of greens
new potatoes
vine tomatoes
and (really urgent)
liquid detergent.
That’s my shopping-list in verse.
Not very good? Could have been worse!
poem by Paul Hansford
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Shopping
Were buying and selling your history
How we go about it is no mystery
We check it with the city, then change the law
Are you looking forward?
Now you want some more
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Its easy when you got all the information
Inside help, no investigation
(no investigation, investigation)
No questions in the house, no give and take
Theres a big bang in the city
Were all on the make
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Our gain is your loss, thats the price you pay
I heard it in the house of commons: everythings for sale
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah ah, ah ah
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
Were s-h-o-pp-i-n-g, were shopping
(were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping
Were shopping)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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A Honey-Do List (This is my attempt at a Sestina)
I wrote a long honey-do list
and handed it to my husband.
With a smile he read it and with a fold
he stuffed it in his pocket.
I'll get to this as soon as I can,
but can't you hear the cry from the dogs.
Who can't hear the cry of the dogs?
Did you not read my list?
If you won't do it I can,
I said to my loving husband
I took the list from his pocket.
And opened it at the fold.
It was closed with a fold,
because I want to hunt my dogs.
Now return it to my pocket.
I will get to the list,
Said my loving husband.
I'll get to it when I can.
I'm doing the best I can,
and he creased it at the fold.
Cried out my loving husband,
you know I love my dogs.
I'll get around to this list
and returned it to his pocket.
With my fingers I tapped the pocket,
maybe you can't but I can,
dropp you from my list.
Grabbing me he did fold
me in his arms like he does his dogs.
I am your loving husband.
I promise you said my loving husband,
with a hand on his heart across his pocket
I love you more than my dogs
I'll get to you when I can
Please return me to your fold
Because you know you head my list
Thirty-two dogs and one husband
added to my list and stuffed in a pocket
Enjoy it while I can and iron out our differences at the fold.
poem by Victoria Dame
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Shopping List
I saw them.
In a supermarket aisle.
Both wore a 'Somebody loves me'
Smile.
Constantly they hugged and kissed.
Had something
Not on my shopping list.
poem by Kevin East
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What If Girls Were More Like Guys?
Girls like nothing more
than making a guy run,
carrying a wish list
that may weight a ton.
Ignoring the work that should be done
to get away and have some fun.
Their actions make some questions rise,
some questions like the whats and whys,
and what if girls
were more like guys.
Not shopping for a thousand years,
not shopping in Macy's
not shopping in Sears.
Then, competition will be men's only fear.
This may be the life that men will like,
no more whats and no more whys,
when girls become
more like guys.
poem by Zoon Attique
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Love your enemies!
Should an enemy be in the friend's list?
Should an enemy be in the ban's list?
When the enemy is in the friend's list,
Either the enemy is dubious or a friend,
When the friend is in the Ban's list,
Either the friend is dubious or a foe,
When that famous enemy of someone,
Was listed in the friend's list of the same,
How many of you shocked and never asked?
As a vocal person, I never raise my voice against abuse,
As I am still confused with the traits of the artists,
Who are good at acting as predators and victims.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I once was interviewed and got so exasperated that I said, 'What do you want, a shopping list?' They kept asking, 'What's in this picture?'
quote by Howard Hodgkin
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Mike Leigh encourages you to choose a person that you know to base your character on. You write a whole list of people that you know and you go through that list in great depth with him. And then he chooses one of those people from your list.
quote by Jane Horrocks
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Bonus Track
Santa is coming tonight
and i want a car
and i want a life
and i want a first class trip to
Hawaii
I want a life time supply
Of Skittles and Slurpies and Eskimo pies
I want a DVD
A big screen TV
Just bring me things that I don't need
{Chorus}
Cause now it's Christmas
And I want everything
I just can't wait
It's Christmas
So don't stop spending
I
Want a millon gifts
That's right
So don't forget my Christmas list tonight
Cause now it's Christmas
Somebody take me away
Or gimme a time machine to take me straight to midnight
I'll be alright
I want a girl in my bed who knows what to do
A Playstaion 2
I want a shopping spree
In New York City
Just bring me things that I don't need
Cause now it's Christmas
And I want everything
I just can't wait
It's Christmas
So don't stop spending
I
Want a millon gifts
That's right
So don't forget my Christmas list tonight
Cause now it's Christmas
I wish I could take this day
And make it last forever
And no matter what I get tonight
i want more
It's christmas
and I want everything
I just can't wait
It's Chrismas
And I want everything
nooow
Christmas
And I want everything
I just can't wait
Christmas
So don't stop spending
I
want a million gifts thats right
and I can't wait 'til midnight
Don't forget my Christmas list tonight
Cause now it's Christmas
Cause now it's Christmas
Cause now it's Cristmas
song performed by by Simple Plan
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With two small children, I haven't had a wash since 2001 so the chance to go shopping is way down the list. It is something I do intend to get.
The problem and privilege we all have is being alive in this century and able to read this language. It makes any list meaningless except the list of an illiterate.
quote by John Sladek
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Too Patient
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
I had placed people,
Who I considered friends on this list.
And for years they had been on it...
Doing and saying things to me as they wished.
Some don't speak to me.
But my name is on their lips.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That should not on my list exist!
Very few on my priority list,
Have me on their agenda.
And if they do,
I'm sure it's for fun, sport and gossip.
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
I couldn't not explain...
Why some names had hearts near them.
Did I do that?
Did I draw them in?
I use to dropp every and anything,
To be at someone's aide.
Some people I would call everyday...
Just to see if they were okay.
I've even allowed my own work to be submitted...
So folks could get their college degrees.
Joking about this,
I am not!
I have been the subject of innuendos and lies,
As if my life meant nothing at all.
To leave me to walk around with 'my' pain disguised.
Then I awakened and realized.
I am considered a fool!
Today...
When I began to weed through,
My priority list...
I saw some things on it,
That no longer exist.
And wondered to myself 'WHY'...
Is this stuff still 'there'.
Get rid of it!
This makes no sense.
Why do you have these people's lives,
Prioritized?
'That is being too patient!
Fix this and get this done quick! '
I have moments when I am completely rational.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Holiday Shopping
Holiday shopping, is an extremely
tedious chore! You get up early in
the morning, to wait on line, until
the department stores open their
door! It's a mad rush, everyone
pushing and scrambling around.
People running all over the place,
looking for that bargain, to be
found. This year, I made a list for
everybody, it really should turn out
to be a cinch. I hope I choose
wisely, I don't ever want, to be
called, a grinch! Many hours have
passed, I think I did pretty well. My
head is starting to ache, from the
ringing, of Santas bell! I guess I
really had it, I accomplished, what
I set out to do. Now, it's back to the
car, I'm heading for home. Thank
goodness, my shopping, is through!
poem by Audrey Heller
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In The Darkness of The Theatre Many False Things Who Bloom And Forage
Scrub pines
And Ajax,
Ruby Red
Grapefruit
And
Thumbtacks-
A lost
Shopping list.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Restaurant fragments
That day we were in Burgundy’s
and somebody played the notes
of “Ballade pour Adeline”
on the piano
and it was peaceful in that restaurant
while a waiter brought the menu
and I ordered a bottle of white wine for you
and drank a glass of golden Hunters.
You were busy with your notebook
and were searching for a shopping list
as if suddenly it had disappeared
but everything was inter-textual
and our life played out in small happenings.
Much too quickly the time between us
was running out
so as if you already
had other greener pastures
and you were busy with the list
of things that we have to buy
and the quietness of the restaurant
came to lie in my heart.
poem by Gert Strydom
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2. The List
Planning a shopping trip
Making a list
Just to be sure
That nothing gets missed
All that we wanted
Things got listed down
And was still on the table
When we were in town
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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My Christmas List
Santa is coming tonight
And I wanna car and I wanna life
And I wanna first class trip to, Hawaii
I wanna lifetime supply of
Skittles and slurpies and Eskimo pies
I wanna dvd, a big screen tv
Just bring me things that I dont need
Cuz now its Christmas and I want everything
I just cant wait
Christmas, so dont stop spending
I want a million gifts, thats right
Dont forget my Christmas list tonight
Cuz now its Christmas
Somebody take me away
Or give me a time machine to take
me straight to midnight, Ill be alright
I wanna girl in my bed
Who knows what to do
a Playstation 2
I want a shopping spree
In New York City
Just bring me things that I dont need
Cuz now its Christmas and I want everything
I just cant wait
Christmas, so dont stop spending
I want a million gifts, thats right
Dont forget my Christmas list tonight
Cuz now its Christmas
I wish I could take this day
And make it last forever
And no matter what I get tonight
I want more
Its Christmas and I want everything
I just cant wait
Its Christmas, and I want everything now
Christmas and I want everything
I just cant wait
Christmas, so dont stop spending
I want a million gifts, thats right
And I cant wait till midnight
Dont forget my Christmas list tonight
Cuz now its Christmas
Cuz now its Christmas
Cuz now its Christmas
song performed by by Simple Plan
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Kiss On My List
Lyrics & music: janna allen, daryl hall
My friends wonder why I call you all of the time
What can I say
I dont feel the need to give such secrets away
You think maybe I need help, no, I know that Im right
Im just better off not listening to friends advice
When they insist on knowing my bliss
I tell them this
When they want to know what the reason is
I only smile when I lie, then I tell them why
(because your kiss) your kiss is on my list
(because your kiss) your kiss is on my list
Because your kiss is on my list of the best things in life
(because your kiss) your kiss is on my list
(because your kiss) your kiss I cant resist
I go crazy wondering what there is to really see
Did the night just take up your time, cause it means more to me
Sometimes I forget what Im doing, I dont forget what I want
Regret what Ive done, regret you? I couldnt go on
And if you insist on knowing my bliss
Ill tell you this
If you want to know what the reason is
Ill only smile when I lie, then Ill tell you this
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Erased Paths Obstacle Free
Last on my priority list,
Would be to ask for advice...
From anyone advocating my happiness.
With declarations it depended upon,
Directions they scribbled on scrap paper.
And showing me erased paths obstacle free.
That I could have if I desired it,
By exchanging with them a small fee.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Canadian Chronicles 31
Everywhere I go I make lists
of things I have to do when I get home.
Something on my list raises a smile,
but none ever gets a frown.
While speaking to my friend’s partner Ray
he asked me a question which the answer I did not know.
He wondered if we ever get packets
of Cream of Garlic Soup.
If we did, I would send him some.
Another thing to add my list was night stock.
A pretty little flower with a wonderful perfume
that only blooms at night,
as they don’t get it in Calgary.
I said I would get some seeds and send them as well.
Therefore, my little list grows as each day passes
with things I must do when I get home.
18 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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