GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES
When pain slices through you like a knife,
When you feel the brunt of all your strife,
Look up to God, get down on your knees,
He will comfort you, give you release;
When troubles overcome your lifeboat,
When you find it tough to stay afloat,
Look up to God, get down on your knees,
He will let you pass over with ease;
When distress racks you into a wreck,
When it places on your life a check,
Look up to God, get down on your knees,
He will hold you close, your woes will cease.
05.07.2020
He looked beyond those flaws
To gain the needed
understanding which was
Required to fix those flaws
That made the sound of a
Great song more perfect,
More defined and more
Liked, loved and needed.
His study of natural things
Like animals, streams, and
Storms, lead him to look
At making the song more
Rythmic and flowing.
Wanting each instrument
To compliment the other
And not having an audience
Miss when certain instruments
Weren't used in certain spots.
He would have the string accompany
Each exit and would have woodwinds
To introduce each rythmic change.
Bassy enough to move you
And treble enough to invite you.
Loud enough to mean business
But queit enough to allow
The songstresses and singers
To be heard.thus to make perfect
The intro beganing and the
Exitiously end..A pause to
Start each stanza, momentously
Enough to let the persucions
Perseade the need of a new
Beganning.
This must be done to create
The perfection needed to rework
Lyrics from interpret scripts.
And needed to allow a smooth
Flow in each translation.
GET-DOWN LET-DOWN
He took rhino muzzle excrescence
For boost of his hoped for tumescence
But in spite of big dose
From a pachyderm‘s nose
It was useless with no acquiescence
29 June 2019
For Humorous Limerick Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
SHE SUM THANG LIKE JAMMA LAMMA
JAMMA LAMMA DEW1
she lovey dilly, doo- woop, samma lamma too!
she get gritty, grindin' getty-up ya'll know dat
she doo!
she get's jamma lamma, dop- do didhe too!
can't she wanna do, ever clever
ya'll know dat she do!
she get's down and gritty
grindin that fitty- sexy body too!
like the trophy she don't she real shiney
she's ah winner too!
she get's down, and jamma lamma
doop dew witty dew !
men day love her
she won night them
ya'll know what she do
she sip
he paid it
lamenated
swap numbers too
they meet getty
get down real gritty
he like what she do!
they get down jamma lamma
down to samppa
she get down jamma lamma too!
soo down jamma lamma
down to samppa
taste the that taste good too
she like down jamma lamma
to up dat jamma lamma
she get down didgo too!
Soon all the great leaders of the world will be
Writing limericks attempting to convince you and me
That they are the greatest
Much greater than the rest
Coz limericks get down with us common folks you see
Down on my knees I get down to pray
My heart is full of pain
For this nation where I live
Is no longer now the same.
Babies are being murdered
Before they are even born
This evil in this nation
Has now become the norm.
Churches no longer fear the Lord
The truth they do not tell
Preachers spewing out their lies
Sending many souls to hell.
Christian prayer is removed from the schools
What future has our children today
Being dumbed down with common core
We must begin to pray.
Why is man in this nation
Removing our God given rights
Attacking all Christian principles
For these today we must fight.
Our freedoms we must never surrender
Even though we may be a few
With Jesus the God of this nation
There's nothing the devil can do.
you gotta join in the struggle for the ill-gotten gains
of the movers and the shakers on the streets Wall and Main
we will take what we are due like the Sioux we'll count coup
on the heads of the masters and their double-talkin pastors
on the bankers and their chumps and the phonies on the stumps
on the bosses in their offas and the supers in the sweats
no more settlin for the scraps at the foot of the table
no more truck-wide income gaps ablin biddies to wear sable
at the time that we have won they will know that they are done
and we'll be sittin pretty like Scarface own the city
and the ones who called us chums they'll be fightin for our crumbs
wonderin how the heck that happened while they're suckin on their thumbs
(chorus)
first restitution
then redistribution
sweet retribution
if we don't stick together like those birds of a feather
we will never take our place on the seat of the throne
where who you want you can punish and the rest throw a bone
How does santa get down those chimney
Have you wonder how santa gets down those chimneys.
With those chimney being small how does get though them all
Does he fit down them well or does he have to turn small.
Is he really magic and turn thin?
How does he get into the houses that have no chimney?
Does he come through a door or makes a magic hole in the wall?
Does he use the front door or does he go through the back.
With him being so fat and having a big sack how does he get down that chimney
Nobody knows but him.
Get Down!
My room
so small
or I'm
too tall
To get
into
my room
at all
I must
get down
and start
to crawl
My room
a hole
inside
my wall.
Edwin C Hofert
you work all week
time to seek
some fun
hard working sungun
needs to tump
and bump
let it out no doudt
GET DOWN AND FUNKY
it makes you jump
do the bump
foot stump
you can't sit on that stool
its call soul food
its so so so cool
you can bet you sweat
its
GET DOWN FOOD
we are friends
yes we commit sin
we love soul hip hop
and pop
dance sound
we get down and love
to food munch
we are the
GET DOWN BUNCH
get down its all around
here every town
it a grove that makes you move
get down to the beat
get on the dancing feet
and take a chance
do it prance
IF YOU FEEL IT
THE MUSIC GET UP AND DANCE
Oh I get down,
I still know how,
To go downtown,
And get real loud.
Save another of those whisky shots for me,
And put another song on the box for me,
Rack 'em up - c'mon let's play some pool,
Flirt with the girls...
...and act real cool!
Cause we're gonna get down,
And go downtown,
Get real loud...
...'cause we still know how!
I shake it up,
It's never enough,
I play real rough,
And love it up.
Save another of those whisky shots for me,
And put another song on the box for me,
Rack 'em up - c'mon let's play some pool,
Flirt with the girls...
...and act real cool!
Cause we're gonna shake it up,
And play real rough,
Love it up...
...'cause its never enough!
Save another of those whisky shots for me....
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