You can only try,
Give it your best shot.
Wear a winning smile.
Plant a positive thought.
You're on your way now.
You're looking good.
Moving forward.
Out in front.
Aim high above the clouds,
and you can fly!
Believe in yourself.
Dreams can come true.
Set your goals high.
Don't limit yourself.
Create ideas and experiment.
Let your mind lead you.
Soon you will find,
all the amazing things you can do!
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
There is the wind up. Here comes the pitch.
Fastball, slider, curve, but which is which?
Bases are loaded, it’s up to you…
Swing for the fences! Do what you do!
No one to help you. The ump is blind.
There’s so much pressure. Two runs behind.
You stand alone on the precipice.
Give it your best shot! A swing… a miss…
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
So many hecklers… the catcher laughs.
It’s just his job to try to distract.
You are all warmed up, ready to go…
Swing for the fences! Do what you know!
The fans are yelling, calling you names.
It’s life or death now, not just a game.
Millions are counting on your strong wrist.
Eye on the ball but… another miss…
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
Lean in closer, maybe you’ll get hit.
Just some pain from an errant pitch.
Forget that! Focus! Let’s make the news.
Swing for the fences! What will you lose?
You lured the pitcher into your trap.
One more second everyone will clap.
You’re in the zone now, there’s no defense.
Over the plate… Now Over the fence!
Hey! Batter! Hey, hey batter!
Hey! Batter, swing!
What do I see when I look into the persistence of memories?
Does it carry the same effect if my eyes were microwaved?
Would the clocks be suddenly corrected
Or shall they be straighter than the vision of Dali's
Melting in the feelings of the sunlight should they be saved?
Mine are are mine, though no matter how they're erected
Give it your best shot; to understand if their just follies
When you look at me what do you see?
A bright future I hope, because I know that’s my destiny.
I don’t want to be afraid of who
It is my destiny to be all that I can be,
And I shall stand tall with pride and dignity.
The sky will be my limit to what
Yes! I believe in my dreams,
I know nothing is as it seems.
The impossibilities of life are always possible too,
And if I work hard enough all my dreams can come true.
If you believe that you can then the sky will be your limit,
Put your shoulder to the wheel and you will achieve it.
Success is always yours to achieve,
Just aim high and in yourself always believe.
Get up, aim high and reach for each goal,
Give it your best shot and take control.
Nothing in this life will ever come easy,
But you are the star of your own destiny.
I believe that in everything I can,
I am a strong and powerful woman.
My beginning will not determine my end,
I am going to shine and be better my friend.
My ancestors fought hard and have paved the way,
So I know that I can achieve greatness one day.
I will stay focus and my goals achieve,
This will be my destiny because I believe.
There are things we all can share
Showing others we all care
They are free but help a lot
If you give it your best shot
To do these good deeds each day
Hatred will soon go away
Lend an ear to someone who
Needs to talk because their blue
A shoulder is a good place
To comfort a crying face
Sharing time is all you need
To stop the selfishness and greed
Warm and tight hugs are the cure
Stopping heartaches, that's for sure
Love and kindness always light
This world up with love that's right
THE DUNNY BRUSH
It has been here since modern sewerage was begun
and each water closet usually has at least one.
But to get a participant to use it, can really be a chore.
Most folk will use the paper but sadly for some, the Dunny brush ignore.
We have warned, scolded and abused them about their stain,
To grab the handle and scrub up and down again and again and again.
Many just don`t get it . They will not own their own poo,
so they leave it in the bowl. It is not their responsibility to clean the flamin loo.
So we have had workshops for the solution,
To brainstorm and solve the concern for this ablution.
Some have installed water jets to clean the soiled parts,
While others have janitors who make regular inspections while pushing their cleaning carts.
Alas, around here these luxuries we haven`t got,
so we ask you the Guest, to give it your best shot.
To learn the art of the toilet brush is easy, so don`t do your thing and run.
Grab it by the handle between forefingers and the thumb.
Now scrub it hard and sure till all traces are unstuck.
If it has caused you to sweat a bit, just remember,
It isn`t ours or theirs, its your smelly muck.
One of the good things
GOD gave you is free will
So, that you can make
Your own choices in life
Like the food you eat
The company you keep and
What you want to do
With your life, even
Your lifestyle
You decide if you want
To succeed or fail
With destiny
Your life has already
Been written out for you
And know matter what you
Choose to do or try to do
Your life is going to turn out
The way it was written
In the universe, but
If you choose to have a
Better life, it’s up to you
Give it your best shot, because
Nothing is just going to be handed
To you, nothing comes free
SEPTEMBER 13, 2020
Spring your surprises
wrapped in disguises
The telling of lies is
Okay today
As April is dawning
Issue no warning
You’ve just got the morning
To play today
Time to plan and plot
Give it your best shot
Got to get the lot
While trying not to get got
Who’ll be your April fool?
Practise your wheezes
Try out your teases
Do as you please,
It’s the way to be
You’re on the loose, full
Of tricks to confuse all
Your friends and bamboozle
Your family
Time to plan and plot
Give it your best shot
Got to get the lot
While trying not to get got
Who’ll be your April fool?
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Time to plan and plot
Give it your best shot
Got to get the lot
While trying not to get got
Who’ll be your April fool?
STOP!
The World cries out
Your killing me
As you rape my land
And pollute my sea
Wasn't it Gods plan for man
To take care of me
If we try I'm sure we can
Live in harmony
WHY!
The Man cries out
Are you always blaming me
Can't you see the progress I've made
Through my abilities
Why is it you think I am
Your worst enemy
Do you really think you'd be better off
If I packed my bags and leave
WHAT!
The World cries out
Have you gone insane
My life here was pristine
Till you gave your soul away
Look at the mess I'm in
Of course you are to blame
I've had it up to here
With all your silly games
WHOA!
The Man cries out
Let me tell this to you
I've got this little game right here
I like to call the nuke
Believe me I'm not afraid
To use it's full force on you
You need to apologize right now
Before I turn it loose
GO AHEAD!
The World cries out
Why should I even live
When all you want from me
Is what it is that I can give
So give it your best shot, Man
And untie the noose
Let's see who will survive
Your little game of nuke
Well you played and you paid, you're right back to where things seems a bit gray on this Moody Monday. With face sagging, butt dragging forcing a grin, thinking, man I wish I hadn't drank so much gin.
Well suck it up ' cause you've been through stormy weather and pray to GOD you can hold it together. Now people whether you feel you can make it or not, hold your head high and give it your best shot. Just like the last this too will pass. So smile and I'll pray that you find your way on this Moody Monday.
Well here you go again trying to tell me
how it's gonna be...how many times do
I have to tell you that doesn't work with me
but If You Wanna Make Something Of It
then go ahead and give it your best shot
I will always rise above and if it's war you
want just remember you're dealing with
a Arian. The God of war and what's more
a gypsy witch that can make you wish
you were dead...so careful where you tread
I'm not putting up with your two faced
back stabbing ways 'cuz I ain't the child
you used to know and I will not be treated
this way so watch your step now or
there's gonna be hell to pay...I've overlooked
a lot of your b.s. but not anymore for sure
I've had all I'm gonna take and like a damn
I'm about to break so if it's war you’re looking
for keep in mind you're dealing with the God
of war still if you wanna make something of it
we can make something of it!
trundle out your weary poem
dust it off and polish it up
its going to be one those days
it wont trend
it wont get a bunch of thumbs up
but it'll be a nice piece
worth reading
worth believing
so run up the hardware to top speed
get that pen going
give it your best shot
today is another day
and this is a new poem to reflect the new man you've become
this is a new start
on a fresh page
so get your game face on
and write that poem for me
Take my Heart
Wring it until it bleeds
Send it to the "How To Live With People School"
And bring it back to me
Here is my Ego
I'll give it to you for repair
Stroke it and make it well
I'll take it back when you are done
I'm giving to you my Misplaced Smile
Teach it how to spread good cheer and laugh again
To be a jolly good fellow
Back on my face it goes with glee
Here, right here is my Rogue Persona
Clean it up, comb its hair
Work miracles with the scoundrel in me
Replace it and I thank you
Please try to do something with Cynical Self
Give it a good talking to
Make it understand the good in man
Of course I'll reclaim it when you're done
I gladly give to you my Paranoia
If only until you can talk some sense into it
He may be incorrigible
After you've done your best return him to me
I know I ask of you a lot
Just try to give it your best shot
The parts you take from me are mine,
Please separate pearls from the swine
Some things mean a lot
You give your best shot
Others mean less
And you say God Bless
But as time goes past
This shot might be your last
And with each new test
You are no longer at your best
So you try again
Every now and then
You give it your best shot
Or at least what you got
You look around
Feeling not too sound
But then you stand
In itself that's grand
Give all you have
Give it your best shot
You will never go wrong
Love
Lord
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