"frasier" poems
Whipping chip, clipping the drip,
The droplet of alabaster flat-knock,
Rocking the winded chalice off the fat dock,
Plock, Magock.
Skibdoof, pibby. Dr. Pibb. Dr. Face,
Take'ed off my face glands,
Jovial hoagie,
Mold'ed Imhotep,
Brendan Frasier is my hero.
The Mummy 3, see it in theatres.
C-3
3-Peat
Must See
TV
Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 10:29 PM UTC
As soon as I
cut the Christmas tree
and the Frasier Fur sap
seeped down my arm
like
viscous honey
enjoying
every
second
out of the jar
I thought of you.
I thought of all the holidays
We will never have
Of all the presents
We will never open
Of all the dinner parties
with close friends
We will never laugh at.
And in this holiday season
when we're suppose to be
Oh so thankful
for what we have
All I can think about
is what I don’t have
anymore.
Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 1:32 PM UTC
*the way your hands intertwine with mine
to sing, to dance, to watch "frasier" weekly...
it's heaven and hell in our washing machine
though none could else but mumble and grimace meekly
of one thousand listless summers, lilting
for no other beverage is quite as divine
dancing and singing...*
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:46 PM UTC
What happened to Marty's sofa?
Did Eddie find love too?
Was Roz the best boss ever?
Niles, Daphne, David and...?
Cafe Nervosa turned into a cat cafe?
What happened to the tossed salad and scrambled eggs?
Oh... Oh...Oh
Oh Frasier,
Why did you leave the building?
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 8:06 PM UTC
A little nod to
Edgar Guest
When you’re up against a bully
Meet them face to face
Lift your chin and set your shoulders,
Plant your feet and give them a taste
Never panic or hesitated: aim toward the lower waist
If you fall to the ground, don’t be discourage
It’s just a stumble, its just the adrenaline rush
but never let it weaken you
See it through!
Forget all those stars that circle around you
The Bigger the Ego, the Stronger the Anger
Kick his *** until ***** does the tango
If the worst is going to happened
Let it be Lose or win:
See it through! My friend
it’s birthing time again
Lift your chin and set your shoulder
Get up and plant your feet and make a fist
Kick that bully *** Feel your inner strength.
Think of Joe Frasier, Ali and Foreman impeccable timing and their knock outs drops:
only a wise poet like me can only wish you the best of luck
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 12:17 PM UTC
Tears shed from the soul. Her body pleading for acceptance. The beauty she possesses yearns to be touched ever so delicately with longing and passion. Her mind refusing to acknowledge even a miniscule sliver of life which may contain anything resembling something other than the love she deserves.
A stranger observes from afar. His passion for life diminished by the minds inability to allow its soul the pleasure of being touched by something truly beautiful. As he watches her beauty and elegance dance with childlike innocence through the night air, his soul begins to shed tears. He approaches her and his heart cannot deny the beauty which is she. Her ambrosial smile and delicate laughter pull the two together and they delicately embrace, hands trembling.
He touches her nervously but precisely on the face as their eyes meet. Within the stare, they find comfort, acceptance, and passion. He delicately places a soft, gentle kiss on her face. She feels tears trickle to her cheek from his…Tears shed from the soul. -Dennis Frasier
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
Brisbane bowling trip day 3
Today was the third day of my tenpin bowling trip in Brisbane
I started the day having a late breakfast at 7-30
And after that I went back to the room till 10
Watching Frasier on tv after everybody loves Raymond
After that we headed off to the bowling alley
Getting ready to play bowling, it will be radical
My scores were 136 and 106 and 116
And, mate, I blew those pins to kingdom come
And then after that I went to the cafe at the bowling centre
And bought sweet potato fries with sour cream and sweet chilli sauce
And mate that was a dainty dish, fit for a king like me
I bought three chocolates and one guy who was fat himself
Told me if you eat too much chocolate, you will get FAT
After I finished that meal, I went to the grandstand
To watch Leckie and Stephen bowl
And mind you they bowled fantastic
I watched Shane bowl with Belinda and Paul bell
That was cool
After leckie and Stephen finished, our team posed for our team photo
And the picture was so close to the bowling lane
We were setting off the fowl lines
It was fun laughing at that, yes it was
After we left there, we put our bowling shirts out to get washed, so
They will be ready tomorrow
And after that we went to the OLD MILL for our dinner
I had chicken parmigiana and I made a joke, of a chicken wearing pyjamas
Ha ha ha ha, very funny
And I had a pavlova for dessert
And I walked home, and went inside to hang our
Bowling shirts out to dry in the cupboard
And watch home and away and the neighbours
And the AFL footy, between port and Geelong
Cats won, and I remembered Matthew Reid’s song
We are Geelong the crappest team of all
We are Geelong we’re always dropping the ball
But the cats won, I wanted port to win😹😹😹😹😹
And now we are off to bed, goodnight
At the club we were remembering all the home and away and neighbours
Stars
Now we are off to bed
Good night😌😌😌😌😌😌
Oct 8, 2021
Oct 8, 2021 at 7:36 AM UTC
Stalkin' the come up so haters run up
Watch the guns clutch up make ya head rust
From oxygen rush stiffer than a golden crust
Body decayed no delays we preys evil sways
These days haters love to pay attention but no admissions
To our ambition so keep on wishin' we dismissin'
Fakers make em one with the undertaker
Shake ya up like Parkinson's Tut the don
Luminous one from a sparking globe
Im on fire raps sire set my mind higher
Than the distance from the earth orbitin' the sun
I make numbers run see them zero comes
Behind the ones a billion to none cons
Dont stand a **** chance against Iron Megatron
Dynasty diver soul survivor black McGyver
Improvise tactics much wiser devil's adviser
Chillin' in the high riser like Frasier
With a furr blazer bullets to graze ya
If you a come off as a hater fade ya
Off into another dimension strengthen dominions
Turn my ***** snappers into minions
Reachin' out the barrel what a broke religion?
Check the visions drawn throughout the skyline
Like an airplane creating designs define
Raps into a perfection perfect selection
Bang beats with no protection
plus the infection imperfect resurrection
Since my birth I knew my worth
Wasn't made for this sinful nation
But now I'm stuck in this mudded-atom creation
Primary destiny is to bring out ya mental levitations
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC