Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
An every turkey has a Mum.
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas,
Don't eat it, keep it alive,
It could be yu mate, an not on your plate
Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side.
I got lots of friends who are turkeys
An all of dem fear christmas time,
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I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am! and live with shadows tost
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
......
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.
About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-
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I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.
Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.
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Speak gently! -- It is better far
To rule by love, than fear --
Speak gently -- let not harsh words mar
The good we might do here!
Speak gently! -- Love doth whisper low
The vows that true hearts bind;
And gently Friendship's accents flow;
Affection's voice is kind.
......
Exploring the concepts of math
I look for the answer and “follow the path”
“Follow the algorithm” is what I learned in class
In chronological order, I always do the labs
Numbers and variables I always have to find
Frustrated and chained I have cried ‘til my vision went blind
But when I build, I say “screw math”
Who is to dictate what I make with my hands?
My imagination goes free and I follow no path
......
To tell the truth, life is too short to waste
One day we're here, the next we're simply not
The cold of dread my bones seem to have ate
The dread of the thought of being forgot
Where fame and fortune can't save me or none
If silver was able to buy more life
Think how many great folks would not be gone
Scared of the thought of not being alive
But a piece of us can make us live on
Through paper or action, it can be done
......
Through the eyes of a stranger,
I walk the crowded streets,
My thoughts hidden behind
A façade of indifference.
Always writing under breath
Each step the rhythm of a song
I listen for the murmurs,
The stories left half-told,
And with borrowed breath,
......
there's time where i became like an open wound
while everything surrounds feels like a drop of lemon
my mother's word rang through my ear
pierces through me like they always have
counting november days
hope it'll soon pass by
at some moment, the silent is defeaning
and my head felt like spinning
my own free will weight down on me
......
They gave me a ticket to life
assuming it was a fairground
Trial for a merry ground.
Didn't tell me it's not supposed to be fare
a distant girl gave me a glare.
A windy carrousel danced a twirl
found a dying pearl.
Unwritten rules
lay silently in pools
party to be filled with fools.
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