Short Star Of The Show Poems
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you must know
am the star of the show
where ever i go
i'am like the wind blow
don't get my way
musis say i boil
I,MA SPOIL
as i told you before
no where you go
or what you
no one ever love you like i do
your the star of the show
iwill
NEVER LET GO
Form:
as i told you before
no where you go
or what you
no one ever love you like i do
your the star of the show
iwill
NEVER LET GO
Form:
no matter what you
do
or where you go
gods the star of the show
he can open the door
it don't hurt
to do as i tell you too
PUT GOD FRIST
you can make a stand
just get on the band
take gods hand\
go don't walk slow
be the star of the show
you got the key
YOU CAN
BE WHAT YOU WON'T BE
Eevery since i was two
i tell you
i know what to dance
you should see me go
on that dance floor
am the star of the show
man i can prance
i was
BORN TO DANCE
its in control
makes you bold
the more you know
you have better flow
you be the star of the show
the pain
if you don't let it gain
thats the
POWER OF A BRAIN
you with lords hands
to be a sucess do your best
sometime rest
as you go and take a blow
be the star of the show
mabe you don't get by
don't give up do you must
JUST TRY
smooth silky shiny seductive sassy
wedding white or little girl dressy pink
you are the star of the show at church
you scrunch up in such lovely ways
smiling through your creases
they let you know
as they go
am the star of the show
they come small
and tall
they show there stuff
some fuss
and made of lust
i must say come what may
i love the women
of today
when i was small
as i recall
it music was a musi ball
we dance by the water
fall
i dance slow
and the star of the show
now am old goon
that dance in june
rememebering thoses
LOVE TUNES
Form:
you like all kind
than do it if your blind
if it make you shine
kept this in mind
do it fast
make it last
do slow be the star of the show
and prance prance
IF
DANCE MAKE YOU HAPPY
JUST DANCE
Form:
it was open wide
from side to side
its your easy ride
just slide
success is your guild
don't think poor
time to go let the world know
your the star of the show
you can do more
in
THE OPEN DOOR
She was thrilled to be in the chorus
Not caring about being a star of the show
This would not have suited her sister
As her father and I both know
But she gets to be a dancing daffodil
What could be better? She said with a smile
Our two daughters are as different
As a salad and a country mile.
The leaves are falling
Autumn's calling
Summer bids goodbye.
They'll be showers
Watering winters flowers
As a cold wind passes by.
There will be snow
Winter's star of the show
When snowflakes from heaven arrive.
Then songbirds will sing
To welcome in spring
Completing the circle of life.
If my meter were sweeter could I be the star of the show
I struggle with getting it right – I know I’ve a long way to go
I sound out the syllables but where is the stress
Apart from in my brain - oh I make such a mess
'Foot’ or ‘feet’ aren’t the limbs that I see
Iambic pentameter – its French and Greek to me!
Da DAH Da Da DAH ... it’s ringing in my head
Oh I’ve had enough so I’m going back to bed
10th April 2015
Christ matters to me
Don't you see world
That strength still his blood on Calvary
That strength still protects to day
In every sickness
Every witchcraft performance
Every lie
The blood denied
That's why Christ matters to me
Everyone that I've ever loved
Uses me at the center of their joked
When the stand up,Jesus is the
Bright and morning Star of the show
And the heavier it gets
I'm reminded of his glory
That's how much
Christ matters to me
Third grade is going nuts with excitement.
Their exuberant joy is beyond normal, urged on by a video cartoon.
Star of the show is a sassy talking blue parrot.
Six to eight of the louder eight-year-olds are yelling now.
It is their lunch time. Guess who their supervisor is.
I forgot how young they are.
They bray like crazed donkeys over slap stick idiocy; it's new to them.
I join in now, laughing more loudly than they have ever heard.
Their joviality stops; they are staring.
A Rumble in the Jungle, a Thriller in Manila
Blue suede shoes, Elvis and Priscilla
Old blue eyes, the star of the show
Distant things. Oh so long ago
A bay of pigs and all its cold war tension
Vietnam, is it even worth a mention
An iron curtain parted, people come and go
Distant things. Oh so long ago
Distant things, that happened in the past
Distant things, that shrink remaining vast
A history of distance, that's gone but seems to last
A different event. A different cast