Mario Dead
MARIO JUMPED
AND FELL
AND DIED
GAME OVER
IM SAD: (
poor turtle
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Super Mario Brothers Live As Video Gamer's Memory Paradise in Me
Think back to your personal childhood
experiences with video game paradise
Think Nintendo Consoles and the most famous
Video Game Mascot of all
Talking Super Mario Bros.
The Game I played day and night every day
when I play Super Mario on my Wii
Memories of my childhood
came back to me
my childhood is forever young
but I am not
but that paradise lives on as a video game memory in my heart
thanks Super Mario Brothers! Thank you Nintendo!
Super Mario Bros- Live As A Video Game 's Memory Paradise In Me!
poem by Ashleigh Leona Mellon
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A.K.A. Mario
before he finally left
he came to the house finding me alone and busy with words
the usual work on words
that makes me
bread,
he did not say much
as usual he is the silent mario of the class
many thought
he is at peace, i told me he is not actually and so i tell his wife
mario is confused, like some entangled seaweeds
where no fish can penetrate and stay or bring something
mario died two days ago
thinking that i am the happiest man alive
i think so, i must think so, otherwise
mario shall know, otherwise, he would have live a little longer
mario feels this sense of abandonment
like a port without boats and seagulls like a fish without a fish
he died
and that is enough to tell us what he believes in
he felt something so disturbing
he did not mind
before he finally left
he thought that i am the happiest man alive
and now, i must promise myself that.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Turtle Use to Rush!
You taught my turtle how to walk on a leash.
When you babysat my turtle.
But now my turtle's mood,
Has become distant and cranky.
My beloved turtle now gives me shifty looks.
And I know with me it's angry.
Since the babysitter I picked and booked.
When my turtle use to hear me turn the key,
At the front door.
My turtle use to rush to me.
But no more!
You've got my turtle trained to believe,
It needs a leash...
To eat with me Chinese.
And I use to love how my turtle ate Wonton.
But from within its shell...
All it does is just peek on.
When my turtle use to hear me turn the key,
At the front door.
My turtle use to rush to me.
But no more!
My turtle use to rush!
But!
No,
More!
My turtle use to rush!
But!
No,
More!
My turtle use to rush!
But!
No,
More to me.
My turtle use to rush!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ever Wonder
Ever Wonder"
(feat. Mario Winans)
[Mario Winans]
Baby, if i just been a little different lately.
But i wanna understand you so much more.
Open the door. anything just tell me.
Open up and say it baby.
[Faith Evans]
Lately, i've been tryin to keep my distance crazy.
It's not what i expected at first
But now i undersatnad you gotta be a man.
And now it so clear to me so you can keep it real with me.
[Chourus]
[mario] You ever wondered what makes a woman cry
[faith] you ever wondered why sometimes you make me cry
[mario] you ever wondered what makes a woman smile
[faith] its just the little things, you do to make me smile
[Mario]
Maybe, we jumped into this situation to early
But it's something that our bodies can't ignore
Now you want more but i think i'm ready
Just open up and say it baby
[Faith]
Baby,not to mention that you got me feelin' crazy
Everytime you walk through my door
My emotions won't let me say no
And now i'm wonderin' if i could??
[Chorus 1x]
[Faith]
You see i'm feelin' you
You know i'm wantin' to
Put all my trust in you
'cause aint no guarantee
[Mario]
And i'm so glad you do
I feel the same way too
All we gotta do is keep communicating
[Chorus 2x]
song performed by by Faith Evans
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To D—, Dead By Her Own Hand
My dear, I wonder if before the end
You ever thought about a children’s game—
I’m sure you must have played it too—in which
You ran along a narrow garden wall
Pretending it to be a mountain ledge
So steep a snowy darkness fell away
On either side to deeps invisible;
And when you felt your balance being lost
You jumped because you feared to fall, and thought
For only an instant: That was when I died.
That was a life ago. And now you’ve gone,
Who would no longer play the grown-ups’ game
Where, balanced on the ledge above the dark,
You go on running and you don’t look down,
Nor ever jump because you fear to fall.
poem by Howard Nemerov
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Skippy the Frog
Skippy the frog alone on his pad,
Admiring his reflection as if his dad.
His frog legs are strong as he jumped so high,
Landing on a turtle he missed the fly.
Thomas the turtle, scared half to death,
As he plunged under the water with barely a breath.
Skippy the frog, laughing, as hard as he could,
Thinking Thomas the turle was a piece of wood.
But laughing at someone he had hurt,
Thomas the turtle ate green desert!
poem by Keith Foley
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Super mario
The time for game will come for sure
Time for pleasure with friends and family
Days will come to crack jokes and jist
But today is surely not one of those days
Don't be angry if you beckon and I'm deaf
I'm on the fast lane and to pull over is not wise
My destination is just some meters away
You can meet me there if you really want to talk
Super Mario has got so many life to live
But me with just one life can't play like Mario
Life is no video game and I shouldn't expect an extra life
The only one I have will I use and use it well
poem by Olawale Ogunrinola
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Rat In The Bottle
Wet.
Calm.
Pacing around.
Hatching plans.
Lonely.
Quiet.
Pacing around.
Hatching plans.
Suddenly,
he jumped.
Jumped again
and again.
He looked up,
the top was far.
Accepting his fate,
he laid low.
Suddenly,
he jumped.
Jumped again
and again not retiring.
The bottle fell.
He ran.
Swiftly.
He ran.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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Follow The Leader
Remember the game we used to play?
We played while in school.
We played it with friends.
It was called 'Follow The Leader'
The leader would show you the way.
We followed along and did what he did.
He jumped. We jumped.
He clapped. We clapped.
He ran. We ran.
He snapped. We snapped.
And as you followed you knew
you were still in the game but then grew.
You stopped the game or did you?
Are you still a follower in all you do?
Some are born leaders and some are not.
So now what we have is a sorry lot
of folks leadin' the way
into deceit and moral decay.
It's time to wake up.
Get off the bandwagon
with its popular way to go.
That childhood game of 'Follow The Leader'
will never allow you to grow.
I've never believed in following the leader.
It's a dangerous thing to do.
For the road they are taking and traveling
may not be good to pursue.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Well, for over a year now at my desk, a prototype program of Luigi and Mario has been running on my monitor. We've been thinking about the game, and it may be something that could work on a completely new game system.
quote by Shigeru Miyamoto
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The Day I Died
The air was close, but it would not rain
The day I died.
And smog enshrouded Gotham town
The day I died..
I should have stayed in Oceanside
The day I died.
Instead of a hellish subway ride
The day I died.
It started with a stabbing pain
The day I died.
Then waves of nausea deep inside
The day I died.
I fell to earth, I could not breathe
The day I died.
Co workers rushing to my side
The day I died.
Sirens scream on distant streets
The day I died.
bringing hosts of E.M.T.’s
The day I died..
Too late for me, this proud heart fails
The day I died.
I thought” This is the last of Earth”
The day I died.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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If I Were A Turtle
if i were a turtle
and if you are a turtle too
how i wish to live with you
and be happy
and understand
our turtleness together
perhaps in a small pond
a small patch of marsh
a little rock
just for the two of us
but i am not a turtle
i am a man
but
i may still live with you
as a man
and take care of you
as a turtle
this is still the world
for us
in humanity
in turtleness together
why not?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Yertle The Turtle
On a far away island
of Salamasond
Yertle the turtle
Was king of the pond
A nice little pond
It was clean it was neat
The water was warm
There was plenty to eat
Until one day
The king of them all
Decided the kingdom
He ruled was too small
I'm a ruler of all that I see
But I don't see enough
And that's the trouble with me
With this stone for a throne
I am too low down
I cannot look down
Upon the places beyond
So Yertle the turtle king
Lifted his hand
And Yertle the turtle king
Lifted his hand
He ordered all the turtles
Onto one another's back
He piled them high
Into a ten turtle stack
I'm Yertle the turtle
The things I now rule
I'm king of a cow
I'm king of a mule
Then down from below
In the great turtle stack
Came a burp from a plain
Little turtle named Mack
Just part of the throne
This burpin' little turtle
Looked up and said "I beg
Your pardon king Yertle"
I've pains in my back
My shoulders and my knees
How long must we stand
Here your majesty
"Silence !" the king of the
Turtles barked back
To the bad burpin'
Little turtle named Mack
I'm Yertle the turtle
Oh marvelous me for
I am ruler of all that I see
Yertle
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Freaky Styley
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I didn't like the way the game was being played.
quote by Mario Lemieux
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Well, I think just a desire to come back and be a part of the game again.
quote by Mario Lemieux
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Turtle
I want to get with your turtle.
Your turtle seems so at peace,
At a slow pace that really creeps.
Taking everything easy.
I want to chat with your turtle.
I want to ask if it has wishes to be free?
And if a turtle gets relief.
So thick its shell!
With skin so reptile-ish.
Does it ever want a hug or kiss?
And 'how' does it handle this?
So rich it smells!
In a pot cooked with mustard seed.
With carrots and celery leaves.
And a dash of sea salt spiced with peppers!
Does it know that its good to eat?
I want to get with your turtle.
Your turtle seems so at peace,
At a slow pace that really creeps.
Taking everything easy.
So thick its shell!
With skin so reptile-ish.
Does it ever want a hug or kiss?
And 'how' does it handle this?
I want to chat with your turtle.
I want to ask if it has wishes to be free?
And if a turtle gets any relief...
To be away and out of that shell!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think the game has opened up, and that's why I decided to come back and try to be a part of it.
quote by Mario Lemieux
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The Usual Story...
and then the problem comes
after the meeting of the
the turtle and the rabbit
after the winning and the losing
to each priority
the rabbit to the bushes
to the river the turtle goes
there is no saying that
after all, the warning is given
personally, the rabbit will
always remember
and so does the turtle
there is no point of reconciliation
the facts of life are here again
nothing to lose nothing to gain.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Jumped Across a Rainbow
I jumped across a rainbow
And left my ego here
Exposed to its reality
As nothingness and fear. I needed all my courage
To take that giant leap
For hypnotized in human dreams
My mind was fast asleep. But when that rainbow beckoned
I walked right through the night
I jumped across the rainbow
And fell into the LIGHT!
poem by Evelyn Stark
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Just I've Learned The Game!
Not again,
Not once again,
No one again,
Can make me tear for love
once again,
I'm not the same girl
To cry a bloody tears
When the love is gone,
Just I grew up
and learned
The game of the love,
The love is a game
When it ends
I walk again,
This how it works
Just i've learned the game,
Not poor and pale tears
To cry again,
My tears found an end,
I'm not the same,
Just i've learned the game,
I'm just not the same,
The poor girl to give a life
After ending love,
Just i've got it well
No one deserves the pain of heart,
The one who really loves me
Stays by my side.
And when he is gone,
That means the game is done.
The lake of tears can't bring the gone,
I can't beg you to stay
When you're gone,
Just I grew up
And i've learned the game of love.
When it's gone
The game is done,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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