The Possession of Hannah Grace [Not Alone]
Shay Mitchell
by Brian Sieve from The Possession of Hannah Grace (2018)
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Mother's Day [trailer 2]
Britt Robertson, Jennifer Aniston, Kate Hudson, Julia Roberts, Timothy Olyphant, Jason Sudeikis, Brandon Spink, Sarah Chalke, Shay Mitchell, Christine Lakin
from Mother's Day (2016)
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Their Innocents
shay is so beautiful
shay is so awesome
shay is so funny
shay is this shay is that
that is how him going on and on bout her starts
all I do is sit back smile and know
as his eyes float into the starry sky
his mind is wondering forty miles away
where her pretty head lays down to rest
wishing she was with him
only if he knew she was wishing he was with her
she wonders if he knows he is the only thing she thinks about
when she lays her head down to only dream of him
he lays and wonders if she knows
she is the only thing he thinks about
as he lays his head down
only to end up dreaming of her once again
only if they both knew that the desire
to be with each other
is just as great as the others
the longest talk
the sweetest dream
will never satisfy the hunger for each other
when there together her eyes tell him secrets
secrets that no one else knows
her body looks like an angel’s but with horns underneath her hallow
one touch of his hand
the sun melts underneath her skin
one smile or laugh makes his day
as I sit and watch
their eyes and bodies lite on fire
and the lake they stand on
start to boil with the passion they share between them
all I can do is smile and laugh
knowing that their innocents will come and go
but their love always be there
to stay forever
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Sequel to the "One-Horse Shay"
Doubtless my readers all have heard
Of the "wonderful one-horse shay "
That "went to pieces all at once"
On the terrible earthquake-day.
But did they ever think of the horse,
Or mourn the loss of him,—
The "ewe-necked bay" (who drew the "shay"),
So full of life and vim?
He was a wonderful nag, I'm told,
In spite of his old "rat-tail";
And, though he always minded the rein,
He laughed at the snow and hail.
He had the finest stable in town,
With plenty of oats and hay;
And to the parson's oft "Hud-dup"
He never would answer neigh.
To the parson's shay he was ever true,
Though her other felloes were tired:
To live and die with his fiancée
Was all that his heart desired.
He was much attached to his ancient mate;
So the parson "hitched them together;"
And, when they went on their bridle tour,
His heart was light as a feather.
We all remember her awful fate,
On that sad November day,
When nothing remained but a heap of trash,
That once was a beautiful shay.
Oh! what could stir-up the equine breast
Like this fearful, harrowing blow.
Which put a check on his happiness,
And filled his heart with w(h)oa.
As he wheeled about, a shaft of pain
Entered his faithful breast,
As he there beheld the sad remains
Of her whom he loved the best.
With a sudden bound and fearful snort,
He sped away like the wind;
And a fact most queer I'll mention here, —
No traces were left behind.
poem by Charles Follen Adams from Yawcob Strauss and Other Poems
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The Twenty Hoss-Power Shay
You have heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay
That was built in such a logical way
It ran a hundred years to a day.
And then, of a sudden, it up and bust,
And all that was left was a mound of dust?
Holmes -- O. W. -- told it well
In a rhyme of his -- what there was to tell --
But the one-hoss shay wasn't "one, two, three"
With a vehicle once belonged to me.
One hoss? No, sir! Not six nor nine --
Twenty there were in this rig of mine!
Twenty hosses as tough as rocks,
All caged up in a sort of box
That stood jist back of the forward wheels!
Right! She was one of those automobiles
With twenty hosses bottled inside -
Hosses that not only pull but ride!
Wonder what Holmes would have had to say
If the mare had rode in his one-hoss shay!
I reckon the shay would have logicked out
Before the century rolled about.
Well, this big touring car, I say,
Was built just like the one-hoss shay --
Some dependable, logical way --
Flipflaps, dujabs, wheels and things,
Levers, thing-gum-bobs and springs,
Hub, and felloe, and hoss-power chest --
One part just as strong as the rest;
So "logic is logic," as Holmes would say,
And no one part could first give way.
Wonderful vehicle, you'll admit,
With not one flaw in the whole of it;
As long as I had it, I declare
I hadn't one cent to pay for repair,
It couldn't break down because, you see,
It was such a logical symphony.
Now for my tale. We're not so slow
These days as a hundred years ago,
And it's like enough that the one-hoss shay,
Ambling along in its sleepy way,
Should creep a century 'thout a break,
But nowadays we aim to make
A pace that is something like a pace,
And if that old shay got in our race
It would stand the pressure twenty days
And go to the home of played-out shays.
"Logic is logic." Just figure this out --
For I know just what I'm talking about: --
If a one-hoss vehicle, genus shays,
Will stand our pressure twenty days,
Then, vice versa, a twenty-hoss shay
Should stand the pressure just one day; --
Well, mine is a logical automobile,
From rubber tire to steering wheel.
I bought it one morning at just 10.42,
And the very next morning what did it do,
Right on the second, but up and bust!
Talk of the old shay's pile of dust --
That's not logical; my mobile
Vanished completely! Brass and steel,
Iron and wood and rubber tire
Went right up in a gush of fire,
And in half a minute a gassy smell
Was all I had left by which to tell
I ever owned a touring car, --
And then that vanished, and there you are!
End of my twenty hoss-power shay.
Logic is logic. That's all I say.
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poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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So my father grew up in an orphanage in Boston. He was then adopted by an elderly childless couple from Maine, who gave him the name of Mitchell. He moved to Maine, and there he met my mother and was married.
quote by George J. Mitchell
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Fade to Grey
Shane and Shay raking leaves in the autumn breeze
oh to be free under the trees in that autumn breeze
Tumbling and falling, scarlet red and amber warm
Shane and Shay in sync with fall
my loves, my life
The warm colors of autumn dusk, all too fast to fade
Winter beckons at the door; harkening no more falls
Scarlet tears mixed with gentle blue
sorrow and joy of maternal dues
Separate now, no longer one
No more days of raking leaves in an autumn breeze
Amber warm love gone gray
Why do my young ones stray
poem by Ophelia Deborah Payne Jarrett
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Hot Digitty Dog
Hot digitty dog! Now, ain't it queer,
I've been abroad for over a year;
Seen a helluva lot since then,
Killed, I reckon, a dozen men;
Six was doubtful, but six was sure,
Three in Normandy, three in the Ruhr.
Four I got with a hand grenade,
Two I shot in a midnight raid:
Oh, I ain't sorry, except perhaps
To think that my jerries wasn't japs.
Hot digitty dog! Now ain't it tough;
I oughta be handed hero stuff -
Bands and banquets, and flags and flowers,
Speeches, peaches, confetti showers;
"Welcome back to the old home town,
Colour Sargent Josephus Brown.
Fought like a tiger, one of our best,
Medals and ribands on his chest.
cheers for a warrior, fresh from the fight . . ."
Sure I'd 'a got 'em - - had I been white.
Hot digitty dog! It's jist too bad,
Gittin' home an' nobody gald;
Sneakin' into the Owl Drug Store
Nobody knowin' me any more;
Admirin' my uniform fine and fit -
Say, I've certainly changed a bit
From the lanky lad who used to croon
To a battered banjo in Shay's Saloon;
From the no-good nigger who runned away
After stickin' his knife into ol' man Shay.
They's a lynched me, for he was white,
But he raped my sister one Sunday night;
So I did what a proper man should do,
And I sunk his body deep in the slough.
Oh, he taunted me to my dark disgrace,
Called me a nigger, spat in my face;
So I buried my jack-knife in his heart,
Laughin' to see the hot blood start;
Laughin' still, though it's long ago,
And nobody's ever a-gonna know.
Nobody's ever a-gonna tell
How Ol' Man Shay went straight to hell;
nobody's gonna make me confess -
And what is a killin' more or less.
My skin may be black, but by Christ! I fight;
I've slain a dozen, and each was white,
And none of 'em ever did me no harm,
And my conscience is clear - I've no alarm;
So I'll go where I sank Ol' Man Shay in the bog,
And spit in the water . . . Hot digitty dog!
poem by Robert William Service
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African Braid
An ethnic tapestry
Entwined with tradition
Abound in a culture
Born of resistance
poem by Shay B. Malden
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The Hot Rocks Polka
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
Aint it stra-a-ange
If I could win
If I could sing
A love song so divine
Would it be enough for your cheating heart
If I broke down and cried
If I cri-i-ied
I said, ah no, its only rock n roll
But I like it
Ah no, its only rock n roll
But I like it, like it
Yes I do
I really really really really do do-do do do
Hey
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields
Sold in a market down in new orleans
Scarred old slaver knows hes doin all right
Hear they whip the women just around midnight
Brown sugar
How come you taste so good
Brown sugar
Just like a young girl should
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would make her connection
By her feet was a footloose man
You cant always get what you want
You cant always get what you want
You cant always get what you want
But if you try sometimes
You might find
You get what you need
You need honkey tonk women
Gimme gimme gimme the honkey tonk blues
Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
Its down to me
Yes it is
The way she talks when shes spoken to
Down to me
The change has come
Shes under my thumb
So, goodbye ruby tuesday
Who could hang a name on you
When you change with every new day
Still, Im gonna miss you
Who who who who who-who who who who who who-who who who who-who
Who who who who who-who who who who who who-who who who who-who
Please allow me to introdue myself
Im a man of wealth and taste (woo woo)
Ive been around for a long long year
So many a man sold a faith (woo woo)
Pleased to meet you (woo woo)
Hope you guessed (woo woo) my name (woo woo woo woo)
cause whats bothering you (woo woo)
Is the nature (woo woo) of my game (woo woo woo woo)
I said, hey! you! get off of my cloud!
Hey! you! get off of my cloud!
Hey! you! get off of my cloud!
Dont hang around because twos a crowd
Shay-do-bay(? ), shatter, shay-do-bay(? ), shatter
Laughter, joy, and lonliness
And sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me
Im in tatters
Shay-do-bay(? ), Im shattered
Shay-do-bay(? ), shatter
This doesnt happen to me every day, oh my
Lets spend the night together
No excuses offered anyway, oh my
Lets spend the night together
Ill satisfy your every need (every need)
And I know youll satisfy me
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-my
Lets spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Lets spend the night together now
Ma-ma-ma-ma ma-ma-ma ma ma my
I cant get no
Satisfaction
I cant get no
Girlie action
cause I try (and I try) and I try (and I try)
And I try (and I try) and I try (and I try)
I cant get no
I cant get no
I cant get no
Satisfaction
Satisfaction
Satisfaction
Satisfaction
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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I Am Feeling What A Feeling
This city of concrete and steel
Is full of material girls
They don't recognize genius
They throw away all the pearls
They take the fake gems
In God's holy names
I am feeling
What a feeling
What a feeling
I am feeling
Jay Jon Praymer Bhaab Janay Na
Taar Shathay Nai Layna Deyna
Khaati Shona Chhariya Jay Nayy Naucoal Shona
Shay Jon Shona Cheenay Na
They want to live a lavish life
They are not scared of war and strife
They are not scared of telling lie
They leave their minds with the poor guy
They take the wrong steps
They are like the apes
I am feeling
What a feeling
What a feeling
I am feeling
Jay Jon Praymer Bhaab Janay Na
Taar Shathay Nai Layna Deyna
Khaati Shona Chhariya Jay Nayy Naucoal Shona
Shay Jon Shona Cheenay Na
poem by Asif Andalib
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I Miss Him
Incrediable
Magnificent
Indescriabable
Sexy
Sweet
Young
Outgoing
Und erstanding
Handsome
Amazing
Romantic
Relaxful
Youthful
poem by Atlantic Shay
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Wendy
Tommie Lynn Milazzo, Shay Walker, Stephanie Lynn Wilson
from Wendy (2020)
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Black And White Flower
I saw the black and white flower at night
that lighten up my sight
The flower told me all the truths
When nobody else could see through
Now I see people for what they really are
I see the real and the fake
No matter how they try to cover up or
what they are and say
Cause that flower told me
there is no black
There is no white
there is only gray
Kayla Mitchell
poem by kayla B. mitchell
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The bow-leg boy
Who should come up the road one day
But the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay!
And he whoaed his horse and he cried "Ahoy!
I have brought you folks a bow-leg boy!
Such a cute little boy!
Such a funny little boy!
Such a dear little bow-leg boy!"
He took out his box and he opened it wide,
And there was the bow-leg boy inside!
And when they saw that cunning little mite,
They cried in a chorus expressive of delight:
"What a cute little boy!
What a funny little boy!
What a dear little bow-leg boy!"
Observing a strict geometrical law,
They cut out his panties with a circular saw;
Which gave such a stress to his oval stride
That the people he met invariably cried:
"What a cute little boy!
What a funny little boy!
What a dear little bow-leg boy!"
They gave him a wheel and away he went
Speeding along to his heart's content;
And he sits so straight and he pedals so strong
That the folks all say as he bowls along:
"What a cute little boy!
What a funny little boy!
What a dear little bow-leg boy!"
With his eyes aflame and his cheeks aglow,
He laughs "aha" and he laughs "oho";
And the world is filled and thrilled with the joy
Of that jolly little human, the bow-leg boy--
The cute little boy!
The funny little boy!
The dear little bow-leg boy!
If ever the doctor-man comes my way
With his wonderful box in his two-wheel shay,
I 'll ask for the treasure I'd fain possess--
Now, honest Injun! can't you guess?
Why, a cute little boy--
A funny little boy--
A dear little bow-leg boy!
poem by Eugene Field
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Euphoric Silence
In solitude
you come to me
tempest
Your thoughts
lay to rest
on my fingertips
As your
wanton desire
manipulates
my mind
I lose myself
in a world
surreal
As eternity
passes
I sit muted
eyes glazed
in euphoric
silence
poem by Shay B. Malden
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Peggy Mitchell
Your smile came so easily
as a rose unfolding under the sun
and almost carelessly were we
in a true happy state
falling for each other
and yet although pure with great dignity
love sprouted as a simple flower
coming to its own perfection
but the thorns that it carried
brought pain, mercilessly tormenting
in madness, glee and selfishly
and still as joy unending
and carelessly you wanted to be free,
just as easily you left me, senselessly
as stripped leaves wither,
to flower for another
to have his heart at your mercy.
[References: Peggy Mitchell by the Irish poet Rafferty, Peggy Mitchell by James Stephens, Sy by A.G. Visser, Peggy Mitchell by Eugene N. Marais, La belle dame sans merci by John Keats, Madonna (new version) , No Red Rose and La belle dame sans merci by Gert Strydom.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Got 'Til It's Gone (Armand Van Helden Bonus Beats)
Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do that huh do that
Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do that, do that, do that
I like this song huh,
What
Uh like Joni says
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what
you've got til it's... (gone)
Repeat 3x
You don't know what you've got til it's gone
Have a feelin'
Now believin'
That you were the one I was meant to be with
Oh how I'm wishin', thinkin' dreamin', 'bout you, and the love
How'd I ever let you get away
Got til it's gone
Got til it's gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know
what you've got til it's ...(gone)
Repeat 3x
What
Joni Mitchell never lies (lies, lies)
You never know what you've got til it's gone
I could turn the hands of time (mmm)
Make you fall in love with me again
So would you give me another chance to love
To love you the right way
No games
Got 'til it's gone
Got 'til it's gone
Joni Mitchell never lies
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know
what you've got til it's... (gone)
Repeat 3x
Whats that
Yeah
Let me just **** with it for a minute
What (that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone)
Now you are realizing when the nights go long, right
Campaign for me to stay
When you know that I'm gone, right
You act all wild
When I tell you to settle
I was working 'round the clock
But you girls want to meddle (I heard, I heard)
Talkin' about, I heard he swims with his chick on the beach
That was out with the tide but my love you impeached
Now you lookin' at the walls
Head in hand
Cold jonezin'
Ringing my house
Hang up and posing
Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do that and do that huh
Now why you wanna go and do that love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do that, and do that huh
Now why you wanna go and do that love huh
Now why you wanna go and do that and do that huh
Now why you wanna go and do that love huh
Now why you wanna go and do that and do that and do that
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got til it's gone
Yeah, yeah,
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got til it's gone
Never ever realising
Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got til it's gone
Joni Mitchell never lies
That you don't know what you've got til it's gone
Fade out
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Got Till It's Gone (feat. Q-Tip & Joni Mitchell)
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat huh do that
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat, do dat, do dat
I like this song huh,
What
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
You don't know what you've got till it's gone
I've a feeling
Now believing
That you were the one I was meant to be with
Oh how I'm wishing, thinking dreaming, of you to love
That I was meant to be
That way
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
oh oh
What
Joni Mitchell never lies (lies, lies)
You never know what you've got till it's gone
I could turn back hands of time (mmm)
Make you fall in love with me again
So would you give me another chance to love
To love you the right way, come again
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Got till it's gone (on and on)
Joni Mitchell never lies
On and on it seemed to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat 3x
What's that
Uh huh Yeah
Let me just wait'it for a minute (don't know what you've got till it's gone)
What
Now you realisin' when the nights go long
Right
Can't wait for to to say when you know that I'm wrong
Right
Get back for awhile
When I tell you to settle
I was working round the clock
But you girls' win the medal (I heard..I heard)
Talk about I heard you smith
But just check on the beat
That was out with the time
But my love you impeach
Now you're looking at the wall
..a hand cold
Breakin' in my house
Hangin' up then imposing
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat love, huh
Now why you wanna go and do dat, do dat, do dat
On and on it seems to go, that you don't know what you've got till it's gone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Have you ever realized
Joni Mitchell never lies
Don't know what you've got till it's gone
Repeat and fade
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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You are either going forward or you are not.
quote by Mitchell Reiss
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