The We in THEY
the I in MI
The Uno Number One
it who talked about
it's all about them
It you It's me
it's us
THE WHOLE THING!
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Kiss me One hundred times
call me your man....Hold up!
We looking for Bookings and Dates!
What ya'll wanna hear?
What we gonna sing!
Inspiration and motivation
might money do it's thing!
Lemonade in the shade
That's right my Freind
we wanna get paid!
Music we got that!
Style that aint but ah thing!
We gonna write song beautiful Lyrics
get right when we sing!
ooh's in the right place
verse and chorus on track
Doo wee whoomp
whoompah ditty doo that!
Leader of the Band
Star of the show
Backgrounds forgrounds
Lady let me know!
Kiss me One Hundred times.
Hold me close
Say your mine.
We goona say this one more time
Money will get us there!
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Tis:Tis, that: that
I'm what you want
Me: that's where it's at!
Backbeat thats neat
Shuffle feel
see thats real
Justifacation of his ACTS
Gully washer
Buckeroo
Call me We got
all that!
Eight years ago, the world gained a light,
With blonde hair shining and eyes ocean-blue,
A girl who is bubbly, courageous, and bright,
There's truly nobody quite like you.
You're smart and you're sassy, a whirlwind of fun,
Dancing to K-pop with rhythm and grace,
With the heart of a Hunter, the battle is won,
With a smile that can light up the loneliest place.
You've got Stitch for the mischief and Angel for love,
And Labubus tucked in your arms for a squeeze,
A mix of the sunshine and stars from above,
Moving through life with such laughter and ease.
So stay sweet and carefree, keep dreaming so big,
The world is your stage, and you're the star of the show.
From every small hop to each K-pop jig,
We're so proud to watch you continue to grow.
Happy 8th Birthday!
Jalyn
Energies and Entities,
Entering realities,
Resonating to our frequency.
Doing as they please,
They tease because no one sees,
Playing with our memories.
Creating fake enemies,
We are the same entity,
Experiencing life separately.
A vision only you can see,
One you create to be,
A reality all your own.
A world you've grown,
You've been shown the sign,
You are Divine.
It's time to shine,
Refine your design,
Be aware of every line.
Define the shadow,
You're the star of the show,
So let it all go,
And let's grow together.
An unbreakable tether,
Ties us forever,
Severe all other chords,
To move towards the goal.
Get in contact with your soul,
Find a way to control,
What is entering the flow,
And find what dims your glow.
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444444 equals 24 trotters
6 heads
4 livers
4 hearts
6 kidneys
2 hams
Various scraps
5 hour boil time
Onions
Carrots
Greenpeppers
Garlic
Thyme
Basil
Bayleaves
2 cups of port
Rubbed sage
Salt
Pepper
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Brunch Day
Sunday morning scrapple/ bacon and mushrooms
Scrambled eggs and cheese
Toast/butter and honey
Hash browns
Jam/jelly
Coffee
Beet, carrot,orange/vodka
Strawberry tart
Butternut squash tart/pecans
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Darling I may never have told you
Ain't nothing right without you
You're the star of the show
My leading lady
Keeping you happy ain't no chore
I love you
I guess I wanted you to know
Sometimes I get a little busy
we spend so much time apart
here a little something to make you smile
It comes straight from my heart
Said I love you
Ain't got no problems saying it again
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Cured salmon rolled in sliced ham with sour cream eggyolk and dill....
The composer, George Fridiric Handel,
wrote at night by the light of a candle,
and there's nothing more finer
than to hear his Messiah:
a work so profound and substantial.
A young bass was said to record
a version of Thus Saith the Lord.
Though the work was demanding,
he was simply outstanding.
Even Handel would have been floored!
For a successful run of Messiah
a good orchestra one will require.
But really my dears
it's been known for years
the real star of the show is the choir!
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.
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.
Reptile woman was a happy black swan.
Dancing on a stage that glitter was on.
She thought she was pretty and dainty too.
She’s awful one guy said, she belongs in a zoo.
Don’t be so mean, another replied.
She is a reptile with a natural glide.
She’s light on her toes, and entertaining too.
Reptile Woman threw him her old ballet shoe.
She’s daring and dashing, and she does not make a mistake!
She’s the star of the show said her manager, Sharon McQuake.
Reptile woman was a happy black swan.
Dancing on a stage that glitter was on.
1 Last Poem for My Scotian friend
Moonlight Silhouette
Moonbeam a stream of moonlight
So vigilant is your way
Assertive is your mood
Your beam caresses infinite desires
Always showing us a better path to follow
Casually blinding us by your moon dog glow
Quite perfect not to be the star of the show
Let your rhythm go
Dance like it ain't all that bad
Listen to what feels right
Let your rhythm go
A lyric of love
says an ode to an oath
Path to your heart holds no grudge
A design from way holds back
little protocol in being yourself
Although never free
Is it just a spark of what you write
Your effect is felt through visions
All fitting to the pattern of your dream
Hit three buttons for romance
Extra fancy slow moves
Extra flirty
Extra ferocious
Goodness and graciousness couldnt promise a cure
Winds of change fly off with the Northern breeze
Memories most belong to when I 1st met you
How do you feel when the love of your life
Whispers those three magical words
Perhaps you're feeling the glow of contentment
You get from the bees and the birds
Knowing that someone thinks you're real special
Makes your little old world worth living
You wake up each morn with a smile in your heart
The star of the show, top billing
Ready for every obstacle that lies in your path
Love makes them seem so much smaller
You walk with an extra skip in your step
Your stature appears so much taller
It's likely caused by your most confident air
As you travel through life unabashed
That skip in your step is a definite signal
You've reached a plateau unsurpassed
It's unbelievable what true love can do
It can change your life in an instant
Hoping you've found YOUR special person
If you have, don't let go for a minute
How do you feel when the love of your life
Whispers those three magical words
Perhaps you're feeling the glow of contentment
You get from the bees and the birds
Knowing that someone thinks you're really special
Makes your little old world worth living
You wake up each morn with a smile in your heart
The star of the show, top billing
Ready for every obstacle that lies in your path
Love makes them seem so much smaller
You walk with an extra skip in your step
Your stature appears so much taller
It's likely caused by your most confident air
As you travel through life unabashed
That skip in your step is a definite signal
You've reached a plateau unsurpassed
It's unbelievable what true love can do
It can change your life in an instant
Hoping you've found YOUR special person
If you have, don't let go for a minute
My first foray onto the stage my freshman year
I played the part of a journalist in only one scene
so I understood why no one I knew would attend
By my last production as a senior
I was the star of the show but you’d never know
After delivering my last line
the curtain falling for the final time
I waited with the rest of the cast backstage
as their families and friends flooded in
complementing their performances
as they filled their arms with flowers
scenting the air like a florist shop
while I stood solitary, my own empty
Leaving the building I saw a single rose
lying on the sidewalk that had slipped
from someone’s bouquet
on their way to the parking lot
Picking it up I inhaled its perfume
as I walked the dark streets alone
back home to discover my mother
wrapped in a robe reclining in her rocking chair
like an old lady though she was only thirty five then
smoking a cigarette in front of the TV
my father fidgeting with his toy car collection
neither saying a word as if I were a ghost they couldn’t see
I grabbed a glass from the cabinet in the kitchen filling it from the sink
inserting the stem of that one red rose which wasn’t meant for me
Young kids think this is just a game,
Running down a court learning how to tame.
Jump up, shoot the ball!
You have to give it your all.
You hear the coach yell,
thinking to yourself, what is that smell?
The smell of sweaty socks,
after running like a fox.
Next thing you know,
you’re the star of the show!
Hastening down the court,
listening for your fans' support!
Jump up, shoot the ball!
show them that you have it all!
ball goes in,
what a win!
You’re now at the state game,
and you hear them call out your name!
You hear your mother's sweet cries,
“That’s my daughter you guys!”
You hear the crowds cheer!
Can not believe this is your senior year.
You wipe the tears from your eyes,
you’re not ready for the goodbyes.
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.
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
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