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Mckhy Styx Mallari Poem
Once there was an imeldific queen,
Who made the most terrific sin.
She did corruption with her three knights,
And turned their country to its darkest nights.
The three knights did money ransack,
And made poverty permanently locked.
They met at their own round table,
Unlike others their lives were stable.
Now the country discovers their corruption,
Everyone turns mad like a volcanic erruption.
They are now put on their distinctive dungeons,
And still their cages are under their manipulation.
The imeldific queen is placed with security,
While the oldest knight suddenly turns sickly.
The handsome knight says that he is innocent,
And the sexy knight says it is just an impediment.
Now the countrymen are seriously watching,
For them to have the tantamount suffering.
Though justice doesn't come quickly,
At least now they are suffering slowly.
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Salute! To you our class president,
As you lead us away to impertinent.
A president who's passionate.
Let your faith dominate.
Salute! To you our class president,
As you lead us to a change which is permanent,
A president who's dedicated.
Let your honor be laminated.
Salute! To you our class president.
As you guide us to whatever school life's lament.
A president who's also an ordinary classmate,
Let your destiny finds your soulmate.
Salute! To you our class president,
As you unfold what your life is meant.
A president who's dignity is cemented,
Let your efforts be appreciated.
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Come be with me and be my student,
And we will start an improvement
To crime and corruption, killing and bullying
And all other demonic doings
There will we be on the top
And see our nation fills the gap
By you as future leader, to whom I care
Failing us, please never dare
There will I teach you to be an avenger
And to be this nation’s super defender
A man of powers, and faith
Destined to save this generation’s fate
A man that will not to be fooled
With a mind as your number one tool
Heir of earth when we are old
With a future as bright as gold
A pen and paper as your weapons
Without giving any harm and destructions
And if these are will be used
This place will be better not only good
Correct the past and my generation’s fault
Do not let it to continue its growth
For you to suffer is not to be
Save this earth for thee and me
The world shall celebrate whether to dance or sing,
For there are changes that you can bring
If these changes will improve a lot
Then come be with me and be my student
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Do dancers dance only?
Do singers sing solely?
Does fame fade fast?
Does long love last?
Do painters paint plainly?
Do travelers travel timely?
Does power produce pride?
Does sin separate side?
Do writers write wrongly?
Do readers read repeatedly?
Does strenght steal soul?
Does fact forbid foul?
Do teachers teach truely?
Do preachers preach purely?
Does grace grow gradually?
Does confusion confuse continuously?
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The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
An event that needs a celebration,
This is for real, not a hallucination.
The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
After the long four years as slave,
And sleeping at days like nights in grave.
The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
The end of being slave of dream and aspiration,
Thanks to all who became inspirations.
The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
This march is not about to die,
Yet it is about to cry.
The great march is about to come,
An indication of a job well done.
Soon to chase success in stampede,
Now a fruitful tree from a simple seed.
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Homage to a man like you.
Thanks for making our life in blue.
A man of great honor.
One of life's greatest donors.
One day may come that I'll be on your shoes.
Still I know you are one of my crews.
Guiding me on my life's horror.
'cause you're my one and only father.
You are worth of all salutations.
One of my admirations.
The source of my wealth.
Take good care of your health.
Indeed you are a precious treasure.
Luckily brought by nature.
This is your day to enjoy.
Homage to the one who gives me joy!
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My life is quiet, my life is gray.
Till you came, and I can only say,
''Don't come, if you will go.''
''It will just hurt me, hope you know.''
Your life is busy, your life is happy.
Till we met, and all you can say,
''I come, but I will go.''
''If that's will hurt you, I'm sorry to know.''
My life was so easy, now my life is so crazy.
Till you went away, and all I can say,
''Don't come back, I'm still hurt.''
''Your presence will just remind me, I am not worth.''
Your life is easy, your life is still gay.
Till we parted, and all you can say,
''I'll not come back, I'll just hurt you.''
''My presence will just remind you, going away is all I can do.''
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Schedule is on.
But I’m still sitting on my throne.
Planning to do something.
Ending up with nothing.
An act of being lazy.
Soon lead to be crazy.
This happens once a year.
Two more months, school is near.
The heat makes me stay on my seat.
Relaxing my one school year tired feet.
Preparing my mind for the coming,
Of the next big thing.
This is my vacation.
Full of procrastination.
Result of the summer heat.
Before I and the next chapter meet.
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We love each other,
Till he came, an intruder.
I love you,
And you are too.
We've lost each other,
Till he's there, it will be forever.
I lost you,
Because I have to.
We play the game of betrayal,
Till it's over, it's a time trial.
I don't betray you.
But why did you?
Before, I love you,
Now I lost you.
It's because of not being loyal,
Let's call it love, lost and betrayal!
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Philippines is the country where we Filipinos live
Compose of about 7,107 scattered islands
A beautiful and a peaceful destination
My archipelago, my home, my little world
Yet your people have chosen to leave
Pawning and selling to others their own lands
Dragging down our economy and the whole nation
My archipelago, my home, my little world
Full of diverse resources to offer and to give
Like extraordinary fine white sands
An abode for the future generation
My archipelago, my home, my little world
Lack of food and help to provide
To our countrymen and our sides
A disappointment to our legion
My archipelago, my home, my little world
The land where everybody wears a smile
Living with faith to each of our religions
Saving our own mother land to damnation
My archipelago, my home, my little world
A country where good lads have to suffer and to die
An unconquerable virus and a nationwide trends
Obviously happiness and peacefulness are on its
dawn
My archipelago, my home, my little world
This is what the Philippines is today and was before
An ideal island, a dangerous haven,
A shelter for the masses, an opportunity for aliens
The place where we have grown, the place that we
do not own
My archipelago, my home, my little world
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