Repetition

Some people like to repeat themselves
Repeat themselves
Repeat themselves
Some people like to repeat themselves
But I am not one of them

They speak the same words all the time
All the time
All the time
They speak the same words all the time
But I am not one of them

They say what’s said again and again
Again and again
Again and again
They say what’s said again and again
But I am not one of them

I don’t like to repeat myself
Repeat myself
Repeat myself
I don’t like to repeat myself
But you just don’t understand

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On December 26th

I badly wanted a Christmas gift
On December 26th, December 26th
I badly wanted a Christmas gift
But I got nothing at all

Santa must have lost his way
Lost his way, lost his way
Santa must have lost his way
He didn’t even call

All my friends they got a gift
They got a gift, they got a gift
All my friends they got a gift
From Jane to Steve and Paul

I am just a lonely boy
With no toy, with no toy
I am just a lonely boy
See my tears they fall

Daddy gave a gift yesterday
Yesterday, yesterday
Mommy gifted me yesterday
Is Christmas not today?

How Far Off Is Christmas?

How far off is Christmas?
Has it come and missed us?
I’ve been a good boy all year
When will Santa finally appear?
I hope he brings all that I asked for
Without missing anything like before
I might stay up all night
Just so that I don’t miss his sight
And when the man I finally see
Coming down our chimney
In a corner I will wait
To see if he’s got my rollerskates
When he’s laid all the gifts silently
Around the decorated christmas tree
I will sneak inside his sleigh
Off I’ll go the north way
To visit his toy-making factory
And I’ll go on a shopping spree
To pick the gifts that I
Haven’t learned to spell at five

The Ungrateful Girl

I wrote a sweet song
For a girl I loved strong
But she just didn’t like it at all
The very next day
She called me up to say
That we had just hit a wall

But before I could speak
What I wanted to speak
She just hung up the phone
It was hard to forget
How she had loved me once yet
She had me left me now all alone

The wind was quite strong
I had to move on
Get over the ungrateful girl
So I took all of my work
Prayed for a little luck
Showed my poems to the world

I didn’t believe it a bit
My poems were a hit
Publishers kept calling all the time
Money tapped on the door
Fame lay on the floor
Everyone loved to hear my rhymes

Then one sunny day
My girl called up to say
She was sorry for what she had done
She began to weep and cry
And asked for one try
Well I just hung up the phone

A Strange Habit

I have this strange habit
But it’s not so strange at all
Everyone’s got a few of them
Some even have got them all
Molly counts her steps while walking
Terry crosses her fingers while talking
Joey cuts and then sniffs his toenails
Louie, every hour, checks his emails
Harry likes to sleep with his socks on
Jerry likes to wake up before dawn
This is just to name a few
I know you’ve got some of them too
Maybe you like to smell old books
Or every minute check your looks
Maybe you like to tap your feet
Or maybe you just like to keep things neat
You can have them all
Or you can have just one
I’m sure you’d find
No man with none
One strange habit that I have got
I like to observe strange habits a lot

A Geeky Girl

Back in school during Chemistry
A geeky girl used to stare at me
She’d stare and smile, flush and blush
She must have had quite a crush
She never came up or spoke to me
The geeky girl only stared at me
I’m not the kind who bothers a lot
I had a girl who was super hot
So she wasn’t something that bothered me
The geeky girl who used to stare at me
Years passed by. We went our ways
I forgot all about the ‘staring’ days
I broke up with my girl. She’s now a clerk
And I found myself some decent work
Lot of things faded from my memory
Including the girl who used to stare at me
Then one day while watching TV
Everything suddenly came back to me
It seems she’s joined the film industry
Yes, the geeky girl who used to stare at me
Time sure has changed her quite a lot
She’s now hotter than super hot
I spoke to three friends and they all said
She’s quite popular and very well paid
“You’re a darned fool,” said all three
“Ignoring this chic celebrity”
I banged my head and cursed my luck
Didn’t feel like going back to work
I’m a fool as fool as can be
Chucking the girl who used to stare at me
Now at night I don’t really sleep
I lie awake and think and weep
About what the future had in store for me
With the geeky girl who used to stare at me
And that forever will be a mystery
The geeky girl who used to stare at me

For A Chuckle Or Two

My poems are filled with nonsensical words
About hairy Harry and birdy birds
And all through the months from June to May
About the nonsensical stuff that come my way
Only one nonsensical reason this for me to do
To make you have a nonsensical chuckle or two
And if they brighten up your day or make you feel glad
Then my nonsensical words aren’t that bad
But if these words don’t drive away your blue
Then you’ve aged, you’ve lost your humour too
For what it’s worth I’ll then laugh at you
For I can still have a chuckle or two