Goo Goo Itch
Itchy, itchy goo
Got me thinking of you
Itchy goo, itchy goo
Oh, baby, I love you
Itchy goo, itchy goo, itchy goo goo goo
Its all I wanna do, whammo
Itchy, itchy goo
Theres a pile next to you
Itchy goo, itchy goo
And its turnin blue
Itchy goo, itchy goo, itchy goo goo goo
Its all I wanna do, whammo
You got me running in circles
Like a pee-pee baby
Im so happy I just wanna die
Cause this baby love
It comes from up above
Move on over
I wanna get closer
Move on over
Wanna twaddle with you
Move on over
Satisfy my urges
Please, please help
I got the goo, goo itch
You got me running in circles
Like a big-big baby
song performed by by Devo
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Dawghaus
When I woke up this morning
I wasnt in my bed
You know I had an itchy itchy feeling
Running round my head
I looked at my watch
And this is what it said
You got them dawghaus blues
Got them in your shoes
Boy you know youre bound to lose
Well I got up
And headed home right away
You know I was wondering
What my baby would say
She said wait!
She said wait!
Well you been out all night
Got into a fight
And now you got them dawghaus blues
I said baby baby baby
Baby please dont go
I said baby baby baby
Theres somethin you should know
Well that trick you do
Its not so new
Someday them dawghaus blues are gonna get to you
Yo bobby
You know my woman was waitin
Stick in hand
She beat me good (whew)
Now I dont understand
I thought there was freedom
In the here land
I got them dawghaus blues
I got them in my shoes
Man you know Im gonna lose
I said
I said
song performed by by Devo
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I Wish All Flowers Don't Have Pollen
Non-stop sneezing
runny nose
itchy eyes
oh, what a day!
My pollen allergy
here again!
Cherry blossom
plum blossom
peach blossom
oh, how lovely!
but so sad,
I cannot have them
inside my house.
Non-stop sneezing
runny nose
itchy eyes....
oh,
I wish
all flowers
don't have pollen.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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If Chihauhaus Were Not Chihauhaus
If chihauhaus were not chihauhaus,
They'd be just called little dogs...
Right?
That's what I've been told.
'Itchy wahwahs?
What's an itchy wahwah? '
No!
IF 'Chihauhaus'!
'Uh...
Oookay.'
Thank you.
That's all I wanted to know.
Some people confused them with Cairns.
But it's those Cockapoos that get me confused.
Don't you think they look like Cairns?
'Uh...
Has anyone ever said to you,
You have minor issues? '
Not anymore.
I got rid of those birds a long time ago.
I'm into Chihuahuas now.
And to think...
I had been into 'Tabbies'.
'What are 'Tabbies'?
Those are cats.
'Oh! '
So...
Where are you going?
'After this conversation with you,
I have a need to get into a fifth of liquor.
Any kind.'
Hey...
I hear you.
Enjoy.
I use to drink,
But I found myself doing that alone.
Too many times.
'You're kidding? '
No.
The more I did it,
People said they were misunderstanding...
My thought process.
Do you have a pet?
'No,
Not yet.
But you have certainly opened my eyes.
Trust me.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cover You
You could read her lips well as I was able
She was into taking you where you aint been
I was looking in at the stroke of twelve
She came in the back door
You could see her climb the stairs
And the two of us , we wait , we wait
Ill cover you, girl I cover you
Cover you with...
Cover you with kisses
Shower you with love
Twist you up and turn you round
All night , all night
Cover you with kisses
Taste you with my tongue
Live on itchy fingers
All night long , all night
You could see her legs underneath the table
You could see the burn was on when she moved on you
I think I went insane
When the flesh is weak
The more that we discover
If we only trust just the two of us
You play me , you play me
Ill cover you , girl I cover you
Cover you with ....
Cover you with kisses
Taste you with my tongue
Live on itchy fingers
All night long, all night
Born to make love she was
To get up you go down
Its easy
Cover you with kisses
Shower you with love
Twist you up and turn you round
All night, all night
Cover you with kisses
Taste you with my tongue
Live on itchy fingers
All night long, all night
song performed by by Bee Gees
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If things are going slow, I'm itchy.
quote by Levon Helm
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Wasps
Where are you wandering to, little fools
Come, big sister will teach you how to write verse
Itchy little wasps sucking rotting flowers
Horny baby lambkins butting gaps in the fence
poem by Ho Xuan Huong
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Layin' To The Music
Bright light city's high
Maybe we're gonna fly
Get on the scene
King and Queen
Layin' To the music if you know what I mean
Downtown get around
Searchin' for a mean sound
Itchy feet
wanna dance to the beat
Layin' To the music if you know what I mean
Comin' on strong
won't be long
Reachin' out to where I belong
I'm in my stride
Good music to ride by
Horse riders in the sky
(repeat)
Drinkin' wine from a slipper shoe
Baby can we boogaloo
Move to the right
Slip in tight
Layin' to the music all night
Layin' to the music it's all right
Layin' to the music all night
song performed by by Hollies
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mmm-mmm...Quick Feet
I'm not a greedy eater,
But I do love to eat!
mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!
I'm not a greedy eater!
I love to eat!
mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!
And ooo...
I need some water,
And ooo...
To take a drink,
And ooo...
The eyes on me don't wink or even blink.
My stomach's grumbling and I'll sneak to eat.
mmm-mmm...
Is it fish?
mmm-mmm...
Or tasty beef?
mmm-mmm...
I'm gonna grab a piece and flee on quick feet.
oooooo...
Quick feet.
Go go...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Delicious treat and fleeing on quick feet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The reaction to this album has just been fabulous around the world... and I've had offers to perform from around the world and I'm tempted to do it. I've got itchy lips.
quote by Herb Alpert
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I Got Spots
I came out in spots on my body,
I thought 'twas the measles 'n' all;
I scratched 'til I took off a layer of skin,
Just like wallpaper peeled off a wall.
'Bout a week ago, that's when it started,
Up 'til then I was feeling alright;
I just got up one day feeling itchy,
And my legs were a terrible sight.
At first I was blaming the midges,
Or some insect of similar ilk;
It felt like the blighters were sucking my blood
Like a baby would suck for it's milk.
It wasn't too bad in the day time,
I was busy and found I could scoff;
But at bed time I couldn't ignore them,
I kept scratching and couldn't dropp off.
So I gave up and went to the doctor,
And he looked, and he mused for a while;
'It isn't the measles, that's certain, '
He said, with a wry sort of smile.
'Has your wife messed around with the powder
That she puts in her washing-machine;
Has she changed it from one to another,
In her efforts to get the clothes clean? '
'In some powders you see, there are enzymes,
Little bugs that can eat all the dirt;
They just love all the stains on your trousers,
And the sweat that gets into your shirt.'
'But, the job done, they have to be rinsed out,
If they're not then your skin can display
Itchy blotches, just like the ones you have,
... An allergic reaction I'd say! '
With a stroke of his pen, a prescription
He wrote, to provide me with cream;
'Rub it on three or four times a day Mr Brown,
Then at night I am sure you will dream.'
So I now must undress in the bathroom,
Several times in the day, and prepare
To do battle with millions of enzymes;
To be smothered in cream... IT'S NOT FAIR!
Written Oct 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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If you're in a forest, the quality of the echo is very strange because echoes back off so many surfaces of all those trees that you get this strange, itchy ricochet effect.
Six things have no business in the world: a fighting priest, a coward knight, a covetous judge, a stinking barber, a soft-hearted mother, and an itchy baker.
The 'Memo Pause
I went into the other room
and stood still at the door
forgetting oh so double quick
what I'd gone there for!
I went back to my comfy chair
and scratched my itchy chin,
remembering what I'd forgot,
too spent to go back in!
poem by Ruth Walters
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The inspiration to write? Perhaps it's not so much inspiration, as a NEED to write. I get itchy and guilty and dissatisfied when I haven't written for a while. Ideas come to me and need to be written down.
quote by Eric Brown
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050811H ants among us
i stand up and give them food
some took it but much of them
they wanted me out of their way
i have to crash some that bit me
acid bites are painful and itchy
red ants are very fierce, territorial
gatherers of leaves, shoots, sugar
food train is so busy infinitesimal
everybody has job, no smoke break
am their enemy even i give them food
maybe i'm different, it was fear i know
so as other people over that plateau
poem by Manonton Dalan
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How It Works
I am seriously ill on my sickbed in a hospital.
My friend comes with a miniature bottle
And he praises that is the ideal repair kit for the decaying life
And I tasted greedily.
Oh! The miraculous strong alcohol that covers the nagging burden.
This unique, therapeutics formula contains hundred per cent stamina, speeds up
Notions, cracked itchy mind and drag forward to the grounds where the life-war
Continues.
You could fight with the innocent enemy without harming.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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MUSTY WOMEN...by Talile Ali
I SURE DO LOVE ME SOME
MUSTY WOMEN
TIE ME UP AND
DUST ME WOMEN
DON'T WANT NO GRANDMA'S
THO THERE ARE THOSE WHO DO
JUST WANT TO MAKE SOME LOVIN
TO SOMEONE NOT TOO DAMN OLD TO WOO
I DIG MUSTY WOMEN
AS THEY WORK OR PLAY
I LIKE MY MUSTY WOMEN
EVERY NIGHT, EVERY DAY
DOWN AT THE BEACH
BAKING IN THE SUN
WANNA PICK THEM UP
AND HAVE SOME FUN
I HAVE A NEED TO BE RECOGNIZED
BY THE SOME OF THOSE LIPS
AND THE SHAPE OF THOSE THIGHS
COME AND DANCE WITH ME AND ABANDON THOSE TIES
HERE I AM
LET ME COME TO YOU HERE
TO YOU, MUSTY BABES
GIVE YOU SOME OR MY CHEER
AT THE OFFICE
IN THE HALL
KEEP ME LEAD YOU
AS YOU SCRAWL
SOMETHING STICKY
OH SO ITCHY
MUSTY WOMEN DO IT ALL
AS WE EMBRACE THEIR ALL
DANCE AND SWING AND MAKE A TUSSLE
WIGGLING AND JIGGLING AND DOING MORE THAN A COUPLE
HAVING TO STEAL A LITTLE HERE AND A LITTLE THERE
FUN TO BE NAKED AND DOING IT, I SWEAR
OH MY GOODNESS
I AM A MESS
MUSTY WOMEN
AND GARGANTUAN BREAST
I CONFESS
I'M A MESS OVER
BUSTY, CRUSTY, NEVER TO DUSTY
LUSTY, MUSTY WOMEN
poem by Talile Ali
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Shaved
He had wore a beard every since his early teens.
It had been at least thirty years since anyone saw him without it.
For those thirty years he felt he had something to hide.
But yesterday he shaved and freed himself from the thirty year mask he had been wearing.
He said it feels good to no longer have that itchy heavy beard weighing him down.
Yesterday he shaved when he finally told everyone he is gay.
Lie Awake
Let’s lie awake together
I’m not sleepy yet
Let’s play a few games
And give each other pet names.
Let’s lie awake together
It’s just us in this empty park
Hand me that sandwich
I’m getting hungry.
Let’s lie awake together
The grass is getting a little itchy
Hand me your jacket
I’ll keep you warm instead.
Let’s lie awake together
No, I saw that plane first
Oh wait it’s not a plane
Was that a shooting star?
Let’s lie awake together
Think of as many rhymes
Poetry is beautiful
But so are you.
Let’s lie awake together
What’s that light I see?
Oh no it’s the police
We need to run!
I know what I want to do
Let’s lie awake together
I’m sure tomorrow will be great
Seeing the sun rise next to you.
poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro
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Sucker
for a poem
to be itchy
it must be
a flea,
Socrates
proposed gnats
those hurting
biting gnats
when i first read it
in the dialogues
courtesy of Plato
i felt
this cow in me
coward,
cow-pea, cowed
in a
barn
milked like
a woman
i dread that
feeling
but it is
real
that i begin
to moooo
nonetheless
i cannot help
but just be back
into a
man without
use to
anyone
in my own chosen
freedom
there is Socrates
with all his dignity
intact
who did not get to be
old enough
to really
befriend death
i too propose
gnats, and fleas
and
lice
suckers of wisdom
from the
head of this
universe
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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