Best Ring Your Bell Poems
Frederick did mount his bike.
‘Bye Mum I’m off for a hike’
he said, as he went on his way,
that day, one sunny Saturday.
He was very close to running over,
a snail emerging from the clover.
‘Too fast’ it said, ‘you’ll crush my shell’,
‘Why didn’t you just ring your bell?’
He carried on and rode some more,
Then saw a snake upon the floor.
‘Get past’ it said ‘you’re far too slow,
for across this path I need to go!’
He sped up at the snake’s request,
he simply thought that was best!
The trumpet sound forced a pause,
or an accident he would have caused.
‘Don’t you look where you are going?’
said the elephant, his temper showing.
‘To miss something as big as me,
means surely you cannot see!
Around the elephant he rode,
before he came across a toad,
who leaped Frederick, bike and all,
then shouted, ‘good job you’re not too tall!’
Frederick headed home, he’d had enough,
of all this really silly stuff.
‘Good ride?’ Frederick’s Mum enquired,
but she knew nothing as it transpired!
‘A talking snail, snake and toad,
forced me to cross the road
and the elephant I couldn’t see,
decided to have a go at me!’
His mother merely shook her head,
then demanded that he go to bed,
‘Your lies Frederick are so absurd,
the most outrageous I’ve ever heard!’
Then Frederick's dad came running in,
‘You won’t believe what I’ve just seen?’
an elephant, toad, snail and snake,
of that there can be no mistake!’
‘Oh, my word’ his mother gasped,
‘what did they want? may I ask'.
‘To tell Frederick that they’re alright
Despite him giving them a fright.’
The devil isn't ugly.
He's attractive as can be.
He appears to us in any form,
That's tempting to you and me.
Whatever is your weakness,
Whatever tempts you most,
Money, power, beauty, love,
He's any and all of those.
If these things aren't a stumbling block,
Then he'll tempt you with pride.
He'll offer you a house, a car,
A really flashy ride.
Material things don't ring your bell,
Then he'll hit you with anger.
Someone really hurts you deep,
A friend becomes a stranger.
Some things can be like little gods,
We serve with adulation.
Things like vanity take many forms,
Possessions, social station.
If he can't trip you up with these,
Then he'll hit you with fear.
Whatever really scares you most,
Is how he will appear.
No, Satan isn't ugly,
Unless he wants to be.
No matter how he comes to you,
He's ugly, isn't he.
A bloke by the name of Dickie Duncan
Was the butt of many jokes
His name conjured up that age old saying
You know what I'm talking 'bout, folks!
“When the frost is on the pumpkin”
I'm sure you remember it well
They say it's the time for “dickie dunkin”
To get down and ring your bell
Feel so sad for old Dickie Duncan
To be blessed with this unfortunate name
They could have called him Peter
Oops! The results would've been the same
How's about a name like Percival
Or Harold or good old Gus
His parents surely weren't thinking ahead
Hence, the reason for all this fuss
Well old Dickie can surely take some solace
It's afforded him great fortune and fame
He could have been just a nobody
But now everybody knows his name
© Jack Ellison 2013
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Yo! Santa Buddy, do you think you could help out a bro,
You know, with some dinero.
Santa Buddy - my lady wants to eat somewhere nice.
Yo! Santa Buddy, do you think you could help out a friend
And send, something I can spend.
Santa Buddy - my lady wants some jewelry with ice.
Every time you hold out your hand,
I give a contribution for my fellow man.
Every time you ring your bell,
I put a few dollars in your silver pail.
Yo! Santa Buddy, your biggest admirer is me,
But see, my pocket's empty.
Santa Buddy - my lady is so way overpriced!
Love seems to be loved most of all
it's a subject that's always number one
people turn to it so very easily
one's affections capture it bar none
There seems to be a bias always
when one mentions it's meaning
ladies especially love all it's tones
brightens their faces to be gleaning
The song says 'we all need love'
it makes the world go around
jewellers would be poorer without it
without it more trees would be found
But there's a lack of real true love
one that would show unselfishness
putting the other first before self
brings true samaritan full of goodness
So show love in it's deepest meaning
display it high and with capital L
be really biased round your bend
making others wish to ring your bell!
Give me your wide cup
I will open your bottom
shell and lift you up.
I will ring your bell,
press your ears against
the sky,
holler to the moon until
the doves shaves Mozart's
beard.
Where did the butterflies
fly?
High above to the bad apple
pie.
Disaster.
Are wings born to fly
like a boat?
Red ribbons waving hello.
Tomorrow bring your book and we will
read about Dylan.
Such a young voice for healing.
Mother is in France riding
a horse wearing a low cut dress.
Shape your breasts.
Numb your skin.
Buckle up now.
Ride free boy sin.
Shackle,
I heard the shackles.
Hands swinging in
the gutter.
I caught the trash
and lit up the light
like a going away Cash.
Sleep, sweet lady.
I see your hair all
dirty and ugly.
Your eyes don't even
look alive.
Your eyelashes cold
to my nose.
I cuddle you up
but your trash boy lost
his nerve.
His shoes hanging from
the curb.
He knows where he is going
maybe you can nail him down
and play with his frown.
I call you sweet ugly Mary
the drink of beer by
the fairy,
and her wings couldn't break
you.
Bad boys couldn't take you.
Only your teeth danced inside
the bar silhouette light.
I once knew a lady from Seattle.
When she stole my heart,
I was a horse without a saddle.
With long blonde-brown hair
And a devilish grin,
She smelled of baking
Powder and cinnamon.
That's no jest,
She bakes the best,
Though kisses even better
(On the nights we find a sitter.)
Oh, she'll ring your bell,
But, alas, gentlemen never tell.
Six years wed
The wild joy of children
Pulled in a sled,
Crying and laughing,
Stomping and romping,
And that's just us,
As lovers,
As partners,
As friends.
Stepping into the future
With you in hand,
Is a wonderful miracle
of madness and love,
support and struggle,
sandwiches and sandwiches.
Suddenly hungry,
I've lost my rhyme.
Not to fret, though,
My love I have found in you,
through you, as we breathe as one
Along our endless laundried days.
Like a deleted lovers scene
From the movie "Lagaan,"
We sing and dance for the other
Laughing into the sun.
Happy 6th Anniversary, Babe,
I repledge my love to you.
My heart is a duck parade
And your the kazoo.
whats in a name
what do we have in common
the list the changing rules
the game of the treasure
the game we play to strategise to keep ourselves alive
shoe
shoe
shoe fly
im tongue tied
got your marble in my pocket gonna walk around this box
ring your bell in record time
never forget this
where we hiding now
I'm on my way to you
where are you
I'm on my way to the place there isn't
im on my way for them to find me
the abstarct in the middle
the inbetween of everything
whats in a name
whats inbetween you and me
what ghosts and chains whisper in the wind
lists of lists
and in the box
3 different colored numbers among a box full of objects
rules for fools
rules for fools
play to live
play to get rich
or play to wash your hands of it
seven to one
seven to one
dont forget there is a past a precent and a future
from shoes to pumpkins
from lanterns to christmas
gods plane ticket
rememberance to forgiveness
time bomb tricking
The Lord God made so many animals
but the serpent was so very clever
asking 'did God really say' casting doubt
making Eve think well did I ever
But Eve was confused so very much
the serpent had her under his control
though she thought any fruit could be eaten
but the serpent thought this is a stroll
Now Satan sought to play his next card
drawing the woman into his spell
suggesting God had said don't eat
don't even touch or ring your bell
Now the serpent 'you will not surely die'
had Eve completely in doubt
satanic words set out to kill
the woman says what's this about
Satan seeks to make Eve God
or to make her think she is
'you will be like God knowing good and evil'
telling lies is the devil's work, how true is this
(Genesis 3:1-5
1. Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the Lord God had made. He said to the woman, "Did God really say, 'You must not eat from any tree in the garden'?"
2. The woman said to the serpent, "We may eat fruit from the trees in the garden,
3. but God did say, 'You must not eat fruit from the tree that is in the middle of the garden, and you must not touch it, or you will die.'"
4. "You will not surely die," the serpent said to the woman. 5. "For God knows that when you eat of it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil."
I am telling this story from the serpent's perspective, considering what was behind all he did and for what was his purpose.)
we wish you the best dish
ring your bell
get out that sell
this year do well
go for it all wall to wall
go dress like a bear
TO THE WORLD
HAPPY NEW YEAR
Kinfolk pleading with me say "John"
"Keep dancing with the devil
And you'll wind up gone"
There ain't no need to take alarm
I've got my brand new
Blue suede dancing shoes on
Wake up early in the morning
To get the jump on me
I can be found underneath
Any old sycamore tree
Pulling on a pipe
And peering at the Moon
Sitting in the dark
Laughing like a loon
There was blood on the pane
Prints on the sill
One way to heaven
A million to hell
I can hear Saint Michael's trembling bell
Trembling bell, trembling bell
Ring your bell, baby ring your bell
Rock the bell, rock the bell
There's a river in the valley
That'll cleanse your soul
Wash the blood from the hands
From the life that you stole
If that life is your own
You better drop all of the pebbles
And scrub with a stone
If you had saw what I had seen
You could scrub all you want
But you'll never come clean
You can string me out
Hang me up to dry
I'm going to bleed this life
Till the day that I die
I accepted God right before I fell
One way to heaven
A million to hell
I can hear Saint Michael's trembling bell
Trembling bell, trembling bell
Ring your bell, baby ring your bell
Rock the bell, rock the bell
You can tell
They ring your bell
As you holiday shop
Going from block to block
Itthe smoke
You almost joke
As they bust
It's
CHRISTMAS
CHESTNUT
hope all is well
you go ring your bell
let the newyear in
new life begin
TO ALL
MY FRIEND
things don't go well
fine a news sell
that ring your bell
don't die in hell
better life seek
don't be weak
CHANGE YOUR BEAT