Daddy’s a real devil

Mommy’s quite evil too

Martha – ever since you’re born

They only have time for you

…

Early in the morning

When I awake and rise

I see they’re already up

To appease your noisy cries

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They serve me vegetables

And say it’s for my good

My dissent and rebellion

Are never understood

While you get all the love

And all the tasty food

Even though you say nothing

You’re always understood

…

They send me to school while

You have fun with them all day

They even give you my collection

Of action figures to play

…

Then they expect me to sleep

Pretty much on my own

While Daddy reads a tale to you

And Mommy sings a song

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Hear all the tales from Daddy

Listen to all Mommy’s tunes

Laugh and cry all day and night

And play in the afternoons

Enjoy while you can Martha

You will grow up soon

We’re going to have a new sibling

Before the end of June

Everything is a mess

I’m in such a great stress

Watching these thrilling sports

It is hard to think

Even harder to blink

When there’s a team your heart supports

It is just too much to take

My poor heart needs a break

Is there a single game

That is feeble and lame

To save me from another ache?

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So these sports I then ditched

A few channels I switched

When they ran a commercial break

I gave up in despair

When almost unaware

I found a dull sport by mistake

Then my hopes rose and soared

As my mind got pretty bored

My heart jumped and leapt

As I almost slept

Watching how the batsmen scored

…

There were a couple of men

And other eleven

And all of them were dressed in whites

There was no urgency

Or even vibrancy

Finally a sport that doesn’t excites

From all that I observed and saw

It had nothing to cause awe

Five days they packed no punch

Amidst play they had lunch

And the match was declared a draw

Whoever says that old men are wise

Should really come look at my pa

He’s got a big head about him alright

But he’s as dull as some of us are

He wakes up before the rooster crows

He travails for an hour then

A tasteless meal of cereals and oats

Followed by a workout again

Off early to his meager-paying job

With scores of similar men

Walking, talking, feeling jolly and well

While we snore heavily till ten

He doesn’t keep any phone or tab

Says, “I’m no slave to merchandise”

And when he returns home from work

There’s satisfaction in his eyes

The only good thing he does all day

Is keep from bothering us

But occasionally parts a word of wisdom

And wants us to discuss

But we’re busy with our phones and lives

We snub the old man’s plan

Nevertheless he smiles and says

“Tomorrow we start again”

He’s off to sleep as early as nine

While our day has barely begun

For we’ve got to dance and party all night

And we stop to care for none

We live in the moment’s gaiety pleasure

We’re smarter than the aged are

Whoever says that old men are wise

Should really come look at my pa

When she cared for me

And cooked great food

Hated shopping and said

“Gossip’s no good.”

I knew that she was the one

…

When she knew about football

More than most

And talked for hours

Like a nerdy coach

I knew that she was the one

…

When she laughed at my jokes

Though they weren’t great

And calmed me down

When I was irate

I knew that she was the one

…

When I forgot to wish her

On her birthday

She didn’t feel bad

No sorrow or dismay

I knew that she was the one

…

When she read my poems

And declared them best

And never reminded me

Of unresponded texts

I knew that she was the one

…

When she praised my body

And didn’t find it odd

And told me I looked

Like a Greek God

I knew that she was the one

…

When she was ten feet

And her skin was blue

And everything else was

Too good to be true

I knew it was just a dream

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

I badly wanted a Christmas gift
On December 26th, December 26th
I badly wanted a Christmas gift
But I got nothing at all
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Santa must have lost his way
Lost his way, lost his way
Santa must have lost his way
He didn’t even call
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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?
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

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

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

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