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Pac-a-mac

I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where it be crude
Too late to find me shrewd.
I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
Youre sound asleep unborn!
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
Inside a rubber wall yelling
Screams echo, off the ceiling.
My love could penetrate
So Ill leave you now prostrate.
My fag smoulders out and out
And odours waft there about
So I give my head a kip
My caps worn to a split.
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.
I wear my cap with pride
When swaying side to side
Indoors where I feel nude
Too late to find me shrewd.
I never lay in doubt
When walking from about
At home where it be warm
Youre sound asleep unborn!
Im a small chap
Walk tall chap
When it rains
Cats and dogs
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.

song performed by by Madness
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Mercenary View

I knew a poor remittance man,
A decent chap, but funny,
In days when my ideas began
To be controlled by money
He wore a swank, patrician air;
But, oh, his life was filled with care,
For he had seldom cash to spare;
His mien was far from sunny.

I fear I was a snobbish youth
Who led a prig's existence.
I snubbed the chap, to tell the truth,
And kept him at a distance.
His clothes, well cut, were often worn
Threadbare. Tho' he was gently born
His friendship I refused with scorn
Despite his soft insistence.

But now the whirligig of time
Sees fit to elevate him.
While, lo, the money that was mine
Is shrinking, seriatim;
And faced by serious mishap.
While he reclines in Fortune's lap.
I'd like to find the dear old chap
I'd want to cultivate him.

poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Walk Tall

Cant wait to see you say black is white
Cant wait to hear you
Tell me lies
Say it with flowers
But Id swallow too much pride
Stop counting the hours
till Im right there by your side
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Wishing and hoping
To see the light
Waiting and praying
It will be all right
Remember the days we spent
Just lying on your bed
Remember how crazy we went
Right out of our heads
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to
Walk tall
Ill never crawl to you
Walk tall
Not if you beg me to

song performed by by Omd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lucifer Sam

Lucifer sam, siam cat.
Always sitting by your side
Always by your side.
That cats something I cant explain.
Ginger, ginger, jennifer gentle youre a witch.
Youre the left side
Hes the right side.
Oh, no!
That cats something I cant explain.
Lucifer go to sea.
Be a hip cat, be a ships cat.
Somewhere, anywhere.
That cats something I cant explain.
At night prowling sifting sand.
Hiding around on the ground.
Hell be found when youre around.
That cats something I cant explain.

song performed by by Pink Floyd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Chap's Centimeter

Chap’s centimeter—
Longer, higher
Unreachable by
A mile from where
We are
The sins that
Mothers hush up
Keep the children
At the school—
Worried, disturbed

Chap’s centimeter—
Deeper, stronger
Misunderstood by
Intelligent minds
In the stock market
And church and government—
The treasures that
Mothers earn
Are kept safely
In the bank

Chap’s centimeter—
Darker, bluer
Unseen by
Travelers of tomorrow
Raised a money
Borrowed from none
Their strength is strength
Of one man—
He that kills courage
Is not a brave man

(written on June 25,2008 Marikina City, Philippines)

poem by Chester Maynes
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Chap Stick, Chapped Lips, And Things Like Chemistry

Ok, so, who doesn't own a cell phone
Who brought back their permission slip
Because I know nobody wants to stay home
While the rest of us go out and make a day of it
[Chorus]
Cause theme parks are so much more fun when the sun's outside
And I lost my phone to the lake beneath the Batman ride
They're starting something, and I don't want to begin it
(I don't want to begin it)
They're looking for trouble, but with me it won't be found
(With me, won't be found)
And I regret that I'm completely out of daytime minutes
(I don't want to begin it)
And, so, I guess I'll have to wait a lot til 8 o'clock comes around
Ok, so, who doesn't have a cell phone
Well, I don't need to ask my friends
Because, I know mine was fastened to my jawbone
Thanks to all those nights and weekends
[Chorus]
When it comes to relationships (I'm the dumbest one)
And I don't mean just with girls (I mean with everyone)
Your illustrations always point out just what's wrong with me
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like Chemistry
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like...
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like...
It's Chap Stick, and Chapped Lips, and things like Chemistry
Can I relate to you the way you relate to me
Can you help me out with my chemistry
I don't want to be perceived the way I am
I just want to be perceived the way I am

song performed by by Relient K
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Im A Conservative

Pop
I used to lead a quiet life
In fact it was a bare existence
I passed out on many floors
I dont do that any more
Hello my friends
Is everybody happy?
Hey look me over
Lend me an ear
Im a conservative
I like the small black marks on my hands
Im a conservative
I like the crazy girls that I screw
Hey I know them all well
And when I run out of bread I laugh
All the way to the bank
Sometimes I pause for a drink
Conservatism aint no easy job
I smile in the mornings
I live without a care
Nothing is denied me
And nothing ever hurts
I got bored so Im making my millions
When youre conservative you get a better break
Youre always on the rigltt side
When youre conservative
You walk with pride
Pride is on your side
Pride pride pride
Is on our side
Oh boy
Pride is on our side
I like my beer
I like my bread
I love my girl
I love my head
Im in the clear man
Im in the dear
Because Im a conservative
Im a conservative
I really am
Ohyeslam
And it would mean so much to me
If you would only be like me
Yes it could mean so much to me
Hey look me over
Lend me an ear
Im a conservative

song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Peace And Propriety

in the name of propriety
to cats we must be cats too

you know what happens when
we show to the cats that we
are really dogs in feelings and
actions,

there will be a chase of course,
and chaos, and there will be war
and there will be losers and
winners,

and in this matter
and manner of speaking we choose
to be dogs to assure that we win

but that is not always the case
the cats have advanced in their feline
technology and breeding

so my dear, let us just be proper
to cats we shall be cats
and make this world a happy place
for all.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Trace My Love

Follow me find me,
call me come to me,
Touch me hold me,
Kiss me and love me.

Here I am, close to you,
There you are far from me,
rise your hand and hold me,
kiss me and love me,

Here I am on the highest mountains,
not Kilimanjaro, nor Evarist,
It is here on the great lakes,
not Victoria nor tanganyika

Am just here, in the green desert,
from the snow in the drought,
Not in the forest of Amazone,
Find me in the food with diet.

Look up to the sky,
Am in there in the sands,
Not even in the food,
just find me, am good,

Hurry up and look for me,
Chap chap don't fail me,
Am waiting just trace me,
almost tired resque me,

Am just here you can see me,
Not there just trust me,
not in the crowd of people,
not in the city nor in the village

Am just here run to me,
I can hear you believe me,
I can see you look at me
Trace my love Am in you.

poem by Dickson Mseti
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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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Drafted

The biggest moment in our lives was that when first he cried,
From that day unto this, for him, we've struggled side by side.
We can recount his daily deeds, and backwards we can look,
And proudly live again the time when first a step he took.

I see him trudging off to school, his mother at his side,
And when she left him there alone she hurried home and cried.
And then the sturdy chap of eight that was, I proudly see,
Who packed a little grip and took a fishing trip with me.

Among the lists of boys to go his name has now appeared;
To us has come the sacrifice that mothers all have feared;
And though we dread the parting hour when he shall march away,
We love him and the Flag too much to ask of him to stay.

His baby ways shall march with him, and every joy we've had,
Somewhere in France some day shall be a little brown-eyed lad;
A toddler and a child at school, the chum that once I knew
Shall wear our country's uniform, for they've been drafted, too.

poem by Edgar Albert Guest
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Walk Tall

The simple minded
And the uninformed
Can be easily led astray
And those that cannot connect the dots
Hey look the other way
People believe what they want to believe
When it makes no sense at all
And i wish you along the sideline
had the strength to walk tall
Walk tall
Yeah walk on
Through this world
Walk tall
Somewhere out in the distance
Is the death of you and me
Even though we dont think of it much
Its still out there for us to see
If you treat life like a bar room fight
Youll die stinking of gin
No drunkards are allowed in heaven
No sinners will get in
Walk tall
Yeah, walk on
Walk tall
Through this world
Walk tall
So be careful in what you believe in
Theres plenty to get you confused
And in this land called paradise
You must walk in many mens shoes
Bigotry and hatred are enemies to us all
Grace, mercy and forgiveness
Will help a man walk tall
So walk tall
Yeah, walk on
Walk tall
Through this world
Through this world
Yeah, walk tall
Then walk on
Walk tall
Then walk on
Through this world
Through this world
Through this world
Through this world
Walk tall
Walk tall
Then walk on
Walk tall

song performed by by John Mellencamp
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Megan’s Tree

The wind howled waking the girl from her nights sleep
it shouted for her to go outside into the forest deep.
Search out the widest tallest oak known as Megan’s Tree
and take a step inside to see what no one else can see.

Tonight Megan’s Tree has a portal that leads to Patinsa Scart
a place where there is no night, so day has no end or start.
Where humans who are half horse walk and gallop around,
and the other sorts of humans are very rarely found.

White horses have wings of feathers and fly high in the sky,
and don’t give answers to questions, so don’t ask them why.
They give rides to chairs and tables that do not like to walk,
but some walk very well, and some like to walk and talk.

The chattering birds talk all day to anyone who’s willing to hear,
but what they say is only gossip, so there’s little truth told here.
Dragon flies and honey bees fly side by side with the hawk
while geese and ducks splash and swim, argue and squawk.

Snowdrops, daffodils and bluebells grow all year upside down
and the lush meadows of grass are shades of red and brown.
When it rains in Patinsa Scart it fills the red earthenware pots
with burping toads, talking frogs and goldfish with blue spots.

Meowing cats with two heads chase field mice with three
and when they are caught, they simply set them free.
Troublesome dogs that used to bark don’t do so any more,
instead they write poetry, play music, paint and draw.

Snakes sing together as they stand tall and sway in the breeze
whilst squirrels dance in the grass watching rabbits in the trees.
The wind blows and whispers ‘Megan’s portal closes at 3 a.m.,
so if you want to go home, go now and don’t come back again.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Petrov and Kamarov

Petrov: Hey, Kamarov, old chap!
Let's catch a few of these gnats!
Kamarov: No, I'm not yet up to that;
We'd do better to catch some tom-cats!

poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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Waterproofed

This chap, had a cap
Pulled down over his face.
This was in case,
The rains, refrain.
Touched his skin,
And dripped off his chin.

This bloke, had a cloak
Wrapped around tight,
To keep him alright,
Whilst the rain poured down,
So that he would be
Dry, completely.

This fella, had an umbrella
Which was extra cover,
As he would discover,
In the rains display,
Thus there was no water,
In any quarter.

This male, just hated hail,
As this soaked into his gear,
Which gave him no cheer,
But being cleverer than the rest,
And just to make sure,
A mackintosh, he wore.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Cats In The Well

The cats in the well, the wolf is looking down.
The cats in the well, the wolf is looking down.
He got his big bushy tail dragging all over the ground.
The cats in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
Cats in the well, the gentle lady is asleep.
She aint hearing a thing, the silence is a-stickin her deep.
Bridge #1:
The cats in the well and grief is showing its face
The worlds being slaughtered and its such a bloody disgrace.
The cats in the well, the horse is going bumpety bump.
The cats in the well, and the horse is going bumpety bump.
Back alley sally is doing the american jump.
Bridge #2:
The cats in the well, and pappa is reading the news.
His hair is falling out and all of his daughters need shoes.
The cats in the well and the barn is full of bull
The cats in the well and the barn is full of bull
The night is so long and the table is oh, so full
Bridge #3:
The cats in the well and the servant is at the door.
The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war.
The cats in the well, the leaves are starting to fall
The cats in the well, leaves are starting to fall
Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Too Late

Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Make up your mind.
Oh, the time has come for making a decision,
And you say youve found the light.
But the talk is cheap when I see the way youre living,
Walking in the night.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for thinking you can walk the middle line...
Better get wise.
You may think that you can live by your feelings,
Different every night.
But an emotional religion will crumble at our feet,
If were made to stand and fight.
Well, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose you side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Make up your mind.
Well, its too late for thinking you can walk the middle line...
Better get wise.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Please make up your mind.
Well, its too late for walking in the middle,
Too late to try.
Yes, its too late for sitting in the balance,
No more middle line.
Oh, its too late for walking on fences,
Time to choose your side.
Yes, its too late for flirtin with the darkness,
Please make up your mind.

song performed by by Amy Grant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Shadow

The wind blowing through your hair,
Hits my face from the same direction.
I brush the hair out of my eyes
So I can keep looking at you.
You're so beautiful to me.
I can see your lips moving,
But I can't make out what you are singing.
Do you know your nose twitches before you giggle?
I could look at you all day!
I am stunned….
Mesmerised by you.
The sun is slowly collapsing over the horizon,
The bare trees cast long shadows like tall men,
A chill passes through me,
And you pull your cardigan closed to stay warm.
It's time to go home.
We keep walking through the end of today,
Past the pools of yesterdays swim,
Past the grocery store where you bought movie snacks,
And I watched silently.
You stop to pick a plum from the tree of old Mrs Beckett.
Your nose wrinkles, and you giggle with your first bite
You are a delight.
I notice my step has matched yours…
Left after right, in time with my heart.
There it is…..home.
You take your key from your pocket,
And I watch as you let yourself inside.

I turn and walk away.

You have taken another long romantic walk,
That only one of us knows about.

See you tomorrow.

© 2012

poem by Ruby Honeytip
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Everyday It Rains

(chorus)
Everyday it rains
Everyday it rains cause things will never be the same
Everyday it rains
Things will never change cause I am not the one to blame
How can I try to make you understand that im
Only living a lie
cause I have to walk around everyday
With a smile
Everyday
(chorus)
Waking every morning knowing youre not there
Is the only thing that gets me scared
All I do is think of you and all the love we shared
Everyday
It keeps on rainin in my life
It rains
And every days the same
Baby you brightened up my life
So realize
Everyday it rains yeah
Things will never be the same
I am not the one to blame
Just because it rains everyday oh
Im not the one to blame
Believe me when I say that it rains everyday
Got a cloud over me all the time and i
Dont know why it rains
It rains and rains
(chorus)
Waking every morning knowing youre not there
Is the only thing that gets me scared
I dont know when youre comin home
But Ill be waiting with open arms
Believe me when it rains
It rains for real

song performed by by Mary J Blige
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Death Of The Baby

The death of the baby

the family went for a walk
the dog ran off
the mum and dad started to talk
“do u know our sons a goth”

they felt a breeze
it was getting cold
they started to freeze
as they get old

they all go home
the baby starts crying
y mums on the phone
the dad goes paragliding

the baby pulls the dogs tail
the dog growls
but it was an epic fail
the loud sound of the dogs howl

the mum jumps up
and grabs the dogs collar
throws the cup
the dog rips her kids bottle dollar

the mum smacks the dog
the dog gets mad
and runs outside it to the fog
the mother is sad

she rings the dad
“gets back here now”
“the dogs been bad”
the dad runs over a cow

gets out the car
sees the dog
but hes not far
but dissapears into the fog

he drives home
the baby is dead
and there alone
the baby bit on its head

at the funeral they cried
never got a dog again
every 1 was by there side
but now this is THE END

poem by Arron John
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All Work And No Play

All work and no play
Makes Jack a dull chap
When it comes to the crunch
It s too much I've got to stop
No pain and no gain it s driving me insane
I d like to be somewhere else
Like to be all by myself
Like to be down at the beach
Relaxing at the sugar shack
Hot dogs coffee black
Coca cola kicking back
I'm just a wild and crazy guy
But I m tearing at the seams
Before you can say Jack Robinson
I'll be seeing you in my dreams
She's on a blanket with a book
In the shade, white suit
Happy hour at the bar
And I m jamming with some friends
We're up to the same tricks
Drinking cocktails getting our kicks
Later on by the pool
Looking good ah, be cool
There's no craic double back
Moving on down the track
Moving on down the line
Got to chill out in style
Got to ease my troubled mind
Thinking just might be a crime
All work and no play
Makes Jack a dull chap
When it comes to the crunch
It's too much I've got to stop
No pain no gain it's all going
Down the drain

song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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