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Pie

admin — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 13:16:43 +0000

Ooo-ah, wanna piece of pie,
Pie too sweet, wanna piece of meat,
Meat too tough, wanna ride a bus,
Bus was full, wanna ride a bull,
Bull too fat, want your money back,
Money too green, wanna jelly bean,
Jelly bean not cooked, wanna read a book,
Book not read, wanna go to bed.
So close your eyes and count to ten,
And if you miss, start all over again.

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Apple Tree

admin — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 13:15:35 +0000

As I went up the apple tree,
All the apples fell on me.
Bake a pudding, bake a pie,
Did you ever tell a lie?
Yes, you did, you know you did,
You broke your mothers teapot lid.

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The Boy Who Sits Behind Me

admin — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:41:55 +0000

The boy who sits behind me
Is really, really mean.
He tells me I have cooties and
I smell like a sardine.
He tries to steal my pencils
And my favorite crayons, too.
I wish his folks would move away
And lock him in the zoo.
He cheats on every spelling test
And blames it all on me.
He always pulls my ponytail.
I wish hed let me be.
He talks too loud, his laugh is weird.
I wish that he were mute.
But the worstest thing about him is
I think hes kinda cute.

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New York

admin — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:38:11 +0000

New York
Knife and fork,
Bottle and cork,
Thats the way
You spell New York.

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Bumblebee

admin — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:37:06 +0000

Bumblebee, bumblebee
Stung somebody on the knee
Stung a pig upon his snout
I say you are out!
Spelling Rhyme

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Joy

admin — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 06:58:40 +0000

Some days we wake, filled with sudden song
at the body of the beloved
spooned next to us,
stunned at the way the sun fills us
like butter, that there is wild mint
and thyme, sweet clover and honey
from creamy combs. There is desire,
there are the lips and hands
of the beloved, there is breath
and voice.

There are reasons for joy that birds
surely cannot know;
the moment before the pledge
that binds us to each other,
the moment our child
takes its first breath,
cries its first song of light,
and if we are lucky,
the moment even as one
slips to death.

here we are so full with joy
that we cannot stop singing from tree
or fence post, here we are carried
by sheer happiness,
song thrusts us out to sky.

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The City

admin — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 06:51:22 +0000

The city formerly the city at one time the last city
O sky black as a widow
snow star tower comet ramparts
at Villeneuve and at Chaville
at Deauville and at Trouville
at Tancarville at Vieuville
The city formerly the city at one time the last city
A fire rises from a roof as a pigeon
and the rose of midnight bursts skyward
at Villeneuve and at Chaville
at Villevieille at Ville lvque
at Melleville at Villeville
let the rose lose its petals
the leaves of the book will survive
The city formerly the city at one time the last city
The sky of the rose at midnight
And the book will open to the page where love
resounds like a porcelain universe
collapsing abysses in abysses
with the sparkling of constellations
the whiteness of the snow
and perfumes of the grand flower gardens
where every hour your hand will come to gather roses.

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Youki, Light Of My Nights

admin — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 06:49:54 +0000

Do you remember – the nights when you appeared
At the window of my door?
When you rose up in the darkness of my house
When you fell down in a heap on my bed like a great bird
Tired of passing the oceans and the plains and the forests.
Do you remember – your words of greeting, of salvation
Do you remember – my words of welcome
my words of love?
No, you do not remember,
No one remembers the present, no one…
Now, it is night,
You appear, you arrive, you fall in a heap on my bed
I am your servant and your submissive defender obedient
to your law as you are to my love.
It is midnight it is noon
It is quarter past midnight
It is half past midnight
It is midnight to come or noon just passed
It is midday ringing
It is always midday ringing for my love
For our love
All sounds all sighs and your lips
And on my bed you fall in a heap between midnight
and four in the morning like a great albatross
Escaping storms.

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A Funny Little Red Fellow

admin — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 06:47:40 +0000

A funny little red fellow
meets a funny little green fellow
And that is what ends
A dream of beautiful eyes
resulting from a bouquet of worries
And we run off and chase one another.
We passed by here
We will pass by there again
And we run
And we laugh
None of this is a joke
It is love it is life
It is your beautiful eyes my darling.

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A Dream of Days Passed

admin — Fri, 21 Aug 2009 06:40:27 +0000

I love you Youki – before I even knew you I loved you -
I waited for you – I searched for you – I will love you always -
She is my daughter – She is my woman – I am loved the best
She is who I alone love – We will be united soon
my child – my chrie – my daughter – my pain – my peace -
my joy – my luxury – my treasure.