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WHO IS THIS GUY!?

The musings of a random person on Venice Beach

 

I was getting a suntan on Venice Beach, LA,

When this guy comes up to me, to say,

"Please listen to a song,through an earphone speaker

Written and performed by a bloke called Mika"

 

So I listen... and I hear his song

I even start to sing along

I begin to wonder if his fans, somehow

Have heard the songs I'm hearing now?

 

If not, it seems an awful shame

that someone who didn't even know his name

Can listen to his latest work,

While on their computers his true fans lurk.

 

So Mika, your work is good, it's true,

I guess I have become a fan too,

But please think of the others waiting patiently,

And let them hear those songs, like me.

 

Tell them when your album is comming out.

Tell them, before they scream and shout!

 

but imagine what a mess we would make if that privilage was bestowed upon us :lol3:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

:aah: i appreciate good poetry when i see it!

 

and this is fabuleux!!! :thumb_yello:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

Did you sneak back on here missy?? With more wonderful poetry?? I certainly hope that is your YEARBOOK submission. Due today. :wink2:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

:lmao: so funny but unfortunately also so true! :aah:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

That is absolutely brilliant. I mean it, Kata -- genius!

 

Because it's so TRUE!

 

Thank you! :wub2:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

So perfect! And what a true story of da' life :glasses3:

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He's the Wiz, he's kind and fine,

It's a pity he'll never be mine,

If he was mine I'd lock him up

And feed him soup out of a cup.

 

 

If he isn't keen on soup,

I'd feed him chips with gravy,

But he needn't think he's getting anything else.

He's not that special.

 

Oh, I beg to differ at the end of this one:naughty::teehee:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

Yearbook submission pls? :flowers2:

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I look for joy in a strange place

looking on MFC - at a screen

I study moles on a popstar's face

While my work's in the corner...undone

 

I swear it will soon be over

Hey, it's just 15 more threads then I'm done

Meanwhile the dinner's getting colder,

The months become years, the kids get older

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

Why am I logging on?

While I keep denying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

I look for joy in a strange place

At the front of a queue - catching flu

Won't dare to look at my boyfriend's face

When the bank statements show what I've done

 

Watching the numbers getting lower

I didn't know what I had, now it's gone

If there's a gig then I'll be over

I'll swim, just pick me up in Dover

 

Oh Dr. John, what am I doing?

What am I doing wrong?

While I keep on flying

So much ain't gettin'

So much ain't gettin' done

 

Sometimes you're a big heartbreaker

But Mika I'd never leave ya

Isn't it obvious?

 

Another tour, another breakdown

It goes on and on and on and on

 

Well I just l-o-v-e this :roftl:

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Ok i just have 3 seconds in this whole mika member thing so...hope you like it ahaha just for fun.

IN THE OVEN! (WE ARE GOLDEN)

 

(*)Peanut cream with a touch of pickles,

Boiling around like a cook on purpose,

who gives a damn!? add some sugar to popcorns!

no giving up when your hunger just wants some!

 

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

Baking up...

On a fine red stove...

What's the wheat for?

Blend with glee and some rum!

This smells like a potion!

The dough look like clay,

Have some pudding!

You wash dishes or you pay!

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

You can waste one good cigar...

IN THE OOOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

 

(*)

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

I want a bowl...

that's my only goal...

what am I smelling?

Do you still think that that's raw?

That's not the measure!

I need salt for that stew!

Like a mud pie!

This tastes more bitter than you!

 

(*)

 

Now I'm slicing a plum,

I'm drooling like a hound...

Let me on my own!

I wanna chop myself!

Baby I'm lookin for my knife!

You can't take it it's mine!

Come and have a roll, made of wheat and rye!

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

You can waste one good cigar...

IN THE OOOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

(*)

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN....

______________

 

hope you really enjoy it!

I TOTALLY OWN IT! hahaha

 

LOVE YOU ALL! LOVE YOU MIKA!

HOPE SOME DAY YOU SEE THIS!

 

sorry for not adding some "chicken" to the food song...hehehe

 

byebye:biggrin2:

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Here is a poem i wrote about Mika just now. I haven't edited or anythign so it might not be that good but i thought i'd post it anyway lol.

 

Mika

 

The birds fly across the sky

Whilst I’m sat here dreaming

Of a guy who can sing so beautifully high

And who’s face is always gleaming.

 

His songs bring happiness to each day

Singing and dancing those bad times away

I just wish he could hear me

When I scream his name

But I’m drowned out by the crowd.

 

He’s shown me not to hide who I am

To be free, yes we are golden

Don’t follow the crowd out of fear

Cause people will understand you over the years.

 

He’s achieved so much

And I admire him for that

He was brave through the pain and hard times

That people caused him

And now he’s on top of the world

Showing people it’s ok to be free.

 

Seeing the world through colorful eyes

Seeing things magical that for most people were in disguise

And by listening to his songs we can enter his world

And live life in a dream.

We know where we belong

We belong in Mika’s world.

:wub2:

 

Thats it let me know what you all think of it =)

love

serena

xxx

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Ok i just have 3 seconds in this whole mika member thing so...hope you like it ahaha just for fun.

IN THE OVEN! (WE ARE GOLDEN)

 

(*)Peanut cream with a touch of pickles,

Boiling around like a cook on purpose,

who gives a damn!? add some sugar to popcorns!

no giving up when your hunger just wants some!

 

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

Baking up...

On a fine red stove...

What's the wheat for?

Blend with glee and some rum!

This smells like a potion!

The dough look like clay,

Have some pudding!

You wash dishes or you pay!

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

You can waste one good cigar...

IN THE OOOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

 

(*)

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

I want a bowl...

that's my only goal...

what am I smelling?

Do you still think that that's raw?

That's not the measure!

I need salt for that stew!

Like a mud pie!

This tastes more bitter than you!

 

(*)

 

Now I'm slicing a plum,

I'm drooling like a hound...

Let me on my own!

I wanna chop myself!

Baby I'm lookin for my knife!

You can't take it it's mine!

Come and have a roll, made of wheat and rye!

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

You can waste one good cigar...

IN THE OOOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN!

(*)

Craving around agaaaaaiiin....

choping for booooiiiliiing....

 

We are not were you think we are...

IN THE OOVEN! IN THE OOOVEN....

______________

 

hope you really enjoy it!

I TOTALLY OWN IT! hahaha

 

LOVE YOU ALL! LOVE YOU MIKA!

HOPE SOME DAY YOU SEE THIS!

 

sorry for not adding some "chicken" to the food song...hehehe

 

byebye:biggrin2:

 

lol wow that is really good :roftl::wub2:

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Just some gorgeous freeverse from yours truly. I am really a poet.

 

Dude mika is so awesome

he is so cool and attractive!!

How does he do that!??

Wow he is just so great.

Worship.

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this is one a I wrote a while ago... I posted in on a thread... somewhere :teehee:

 

I met a man today.

A nice man.

A nice man who told me I can be who I want

I don’t have to follow the crowd

I’m not a sheep

Baaaaa…

I’m actually quite unique you see

He told me not to be afraid

Of being turned down

Or making mistakes

Because one day

We’ll get the thumbs up

And we’ll learn from our mistakes

Dress as brightly

Or as darkly as you want

But don’t judge others

Who are different to you

Just because they don’t like the same music

Doesn’t mean they’re not nice people

It just means they won’t go to the same shows as you

But you can still be friends

This nice man also told me

To love who you want to

Just because your love happens to have the same bra size as you

Or none at all

Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t hold hands with them while walking down the street

Love is my religion

The nice man told me

To remember to smile

And maybe hug the one you love

Everyday

Just to remind them

That you love them

Also, brains aren’t everything

The cleverest person in the world

May have no imagination

Which I find sad

While the person who did badly at school

Could change the world

The nice man said I was lucky

To be able to dream of impossible situations

And my future

Hopefully, I may change the world

One day

Or if not

Just make someone happy

Because life’s too short to be cool

Forever isn’t long enough

To show someone you care

There are not enough hours in the day

The nice man said

So don’t waste them

You can always sleep when you’re dead

We’re just tiny pieces in the universe

The nice man looked up at the stars

But the smallest things can make

The biggest impact

Look at the tiny ant

But don’t look too close

It might crawl up your nose

I looked into the nice man’s eyes

The same colour as my own

You can’t have a rainbow

Without a little rain

So dance in it

Make it into something precious

What am I? I asked

You are a Beautiful Freak, he replied

Eyes full of happiness and wisdom

But you’re not the only lonely one

Come with me

The nice man put his arm around my shoulders

And led me to an imaginary paradise

The Home of the Beautiful Freaks

You might meet the nice man one day

Then again, you might not like the same music as I do

 

:wub2:

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Why O why i bumped this thread

Should have made captions instead

Sorry Babs for this is lame

I am dying here in shame

 

Problems is to rhymme with Mika

all i found was chicken paprika

I bet if he tries to take a leak-a

When he finds the wand he screams "Eureka"!

 

Everyone tries to swing his wand

Never a one foot boy had such demand

though it's well hidden in a dome

sometimes we notice someone's home

 

I've been mocking you for so long

though i know this is so wrong

sometimes i paint you like a geek

Swear I'll stop it on top of the week

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In a far far away land

once upon a time long ago

Lived a Wiz who lied too much

All the truth he'd say was Yo

 

And all this lying had a reason

coz he found out his gracious wand

with lies grew bigger as cabbage in growing season

but then things got a bit outta hand

 

Unlike Pinocchio whose nose would grow

This Wiz had another kind of worry

Whenever he twitted more than yo

His grey undies got in such a flurry

 

And he wondered what to do

it was no longer so cool

when he found that girls from gasmics

would start staring and would drool

 

He was walking in his castle

in a glorious sunny morming

finding everything was hassle

Till a fairy gave him warning

 

Fairy said can't lie this often

It's a sin you'll go to hell

It's like veal when it gets rotten

Makes your Louboutin shoes smell

 

So he never lied again

No eight dogs on a double deck bus

and the wand big as a cane

is now but a log full of rust

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In a far far away land

once upon a time long ago

Lived a Wiz who lied too much

All the truth he'd say was Yo

 

And all this lying had a reason

coz he found out his gracious wand

with lies grew bigger as cabbage in growing season

but then things got a bit outta hand

 

Unlike Pinocchio whose nose would grow

This Wiz had another kind of worry

Whenever he twitted more than yo

His grey undies got in such a flurry

 

And he wondered what to do

it was no longer so cool

when he found that girls from gasmics

would start staring and would drool

 

He was walking in his castle

in a glorious sunny morming

finding everything was hassle

Till a fairy gave him warning

 

Fairy said can't lie this often

It's a sin you'll go to hell

It's like veal when it gets rotten

Makes your Louboutin shoes smell

 

So he never lied again

No eight dogs on a double deck bus

and the wand big as a cane

is now but a log full of rust

 

:lmfao:

 

a poem and a moral:teehee:

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