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shake the oldie over





ya see i PARTY all over the town

ya know i party up and down

ya see cranky people are letting out a big frown yeah

it sounds so rad, and get out our fake hip

and throw it at people who ****** us off

partying is right, but being bad is wrong

ya haven’t had a shower, boy do ya pong

ya see as you cook the sunday roast

and mind you it’s the best roast in town

but i don’t wanna boast

the main thing to do here yeah is

shake the oldie over, that’ll be so rad

then we take this pill and say

PARTY ALL NIGHT AND INTO THE DAY

don’t let old fogies tell ya to stop

ya see we party once and we’ll party twice

and then grab a leg of nan’s sunday bird

and eat it and say it’s nice

yeah the party is beginning and the

best thing we do is shake the oldie over

and then play good samaritan and help this old person

acting all innocent oh yeah

and then as we dance in the club, oh yeah

and party to all the great songs the band played

and some songs were hip and others were just great

we got to the gate at half past 8

you see i come every day with my COKE

and say, shake the oldie over and

help her to her feet again

and say to him/her, no discipline please we just want

PARTY PARTY PARTY

shaking her and playing with her

thinking when this oldie dies, she becomes a kid again, circle of life

she’ll do it again in her next life

like joshua patrick or michelle fran or ben

we’ll party once or twice a week each year

we’ll till the end of your life dudes

shake the oldie over, to prepare her for her childhood in next life

that is what i do, come on dude, shake the oldie over

till  she finds her youth in next life
i looked up in the sky and wished up on starshining in the night in the sky so fari wished i could change the world the way it is todaythat all the violence would simply go awayi wished for happiness for each and everyoneand that all sadness in there lives were gonewish that every dream for people would come trueand they could be happy for there whole through.if i could do all this it would make my dayknowing happpiness was just a wish away
Sabila Siddiqui Nov 2018
Happpiness what do you taste like?
Are you the sweet taste of cloudy cotton candy on my tongue
Or the warm coffee I drink in the morning?

Happiness what color are you?
Are you the yellow color of sunshine beaming in the morning
Or the calming ocean blue?

Happiness what do you sound like?
Are you the soothing voice that says I love you
Or the laughter that vibrates my ear drum?

Happiness what do you feel like?
Are you embracement in her hug
Or the feel of the way that this pen feels as I let it craft and stroke my emotions into lines?

Happiness are you the vibrant energy of her presence?

Because my senses are numb to you
and all I sense is the abyss,
while warm tears trail down my cheeks
and I feel nothing.
Dream...
A lovely dream...
Dream of happpiness, a life without pains...
Wish that dream was endless...
But, it's always unfair...it ends in a blink of an eye...
Then why it comes if it can't be true...
A dream which is always a DREAM..
Her poems are watered down lemonade.
But her maturity is gravity
Her tAlent for obsession
Is relentless in her savagery
But she doesn't come with bAtteries.
Shes actually. The best thing
Ever happening
And it's no exaggeration
I could cry to see her face
When I'm alone.
Its ******* maddening
She can actually flirt naturally
And theres no
Doubt shesliving happily
So **** the man that has to keep
His **** to feed his family...
Be the husband to a wife
Who likes to keep him. Without sanity
I needmy body to match
My Insides. Or lose my life
By my own hands. And never know
Of happpiness. Truth. Desire
And passion in a tradgedy

— The End —