The vacation ends where the school day begins theres a tear on the face of the earth
From dusk until dawn I have tossed all night long but theres too much excitement in me
At worst it is said that I might miss the bus the routes will be different

And now I'm alone in this great big school and theres Too many kids in this room

Hey, that's good DMD3! I think my kids would all agree with you about now!

You sound like my youngest daughter who once described a group of children riding their bikes as "a Herd of kids". I believe her exact words were: "I don't want to ride my bike with that HERD of kids!!!".

You really should give up that weed.

Herd of kids? http://www.corfid.com/ubb/confused.gif Of course I've herd of kids! http://www.corfid.com/ubb/rolleyes.gif They're short grown-ups! http://www.corfid.com/ubb/biggrin.gif ///(W.O.T.E.Fitzgerald)>"The school bell rings on and the halls are overrun,in that social quagmire known as high school." "The kids have just one rule,ignore if not cool,boys'll be boys and kids can be cruel!" "At 2:30pm,the principal broke in,over the main office loud speaker." "Classes are dismissed,but first please do this,untie Edmund Fitzgerald Phys. Ed. teacher!" http://www.corfid.com/ubb/wink.gif

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Borderstone (An,"Avid Listner" of G.L.)

In a rumor it was said that on tests we must fail
But the worst of it was that its true

(Pony Man)

When it's September in my hometown and school starts again.

The kids are not early risers yet, they want to sleep till ten.

But they must be getting up, as quickly as they can,

for down the road they hear him, it is the Bus Driver Man.

They hear the bus a-comin', they're late so they yell "Yipes!"

This bus is like any other, bright yellow with black stripes.

And it pulls up to the bus stop, but not long will it wait.

They board the bus at 6:15 and arrive at school at eight.

And When they're all assembled
Teach gives a stern command
And they crack open book covers
As in a row they stand
Then to the playground they gallop
And across the field they fly
And soon they all go sailing out
Into the midday sky

And as they gaily romp along
Beside the merry-go-round
There's Tom 'n Dick 'n Sally
And Mary Jo and me
And the Principal is lurking
Cause he's travelled here before
And he gives a whoop and a holler
From the public school's front door

You guys are really good at this lyrical stuff! http://www.corfid.com/ubb/smile.gif I'm not even going to give it a try!

Oma! It's not that tough really. Just think of how a certain GL song's lyrics go,how the music sounds and then relate it to what's talked about here. It's easier than you think. http://www.corfid.com/ubb/smile.gif

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Borderstone (An,"Avid Listner" of G.L.)

Borderstone,

Thanks for the encouragement, but, I think I'll leave it to all of you lyrical geniuses for the time being! http://www.corfid.com/ubb/smile.gif It never ceases to amaze me how many musically and poetically talented people there are on this forum!

Tomorrow I should have the hole song made up. I couldn't come up with anything for "All around the looking glass dancing to a tune" part but everything else should sound good.


Martin/12: I'm not on weed!

"The Hole Song??" http://www.corfid.com/ubb/confused.gif Don't you dare write a song about Courtney Love!! EEEwwwww. http://www.corfid.com/ubb/biggrin.gif

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Borderstone (An,"Avid Listner" of G.L.)

The vacation ends where the school day begins
Theres a tear on the face of the Earth
From dusk until dawn I have tossed all night long
But theres too much excitement in me
At worst it is said that I might miss the bus
The routes will be different
And now I'm alone in this great big ol' school
And theres doo many kids in this room

In a word it is said that on tests we will fail
But the worst of it is that its true
I answered em all filled my mind up with aww
Till my brain cells were all ragged out
In times not forgot there was peace there was not
I had times when I got written up
And I've tried to cheat and yet not get caught
But theres too many kids in this room!

That girls thats bin stored in a different class than me
Is there some way to find what she's thinkin
I once heard her say in her own angry way
We've got too many boys in this room

The holidays end where the 1st day begins
Thank the lord theres my bus leavin soon
From August til May, I just might meet my doom
Cause theres too many girls in this room.


(This unbelievably accurately describes what my 1st few days of school were like)

Some years ago, a friend built a radio-controlled version of the battleship Hood. then he built a larger model of a U. S. destroyer. He was testing the new ship, and had let another friend sail the Hood....well, the friend got rather cheeky with his sailing, and after a couple warnings, the first friend wheeled the destroyer around, and plowed in to the Hood.
The Hood heeled over mightily, and sucked in lots of water. Then, as we all watched open mouthed, she gracefully raised her bow into the air, and slipped beneth the waves. What happened then? well....we sorta paid somebody to go in and get her!
anyway, later that day we started putting the tale to the well-known Gord tune, and so...

The Wreck of the H. M. S. Hood

Lyrics by Gary S.
with apologies to Gordon Lghtfoot

The legend lives on, from the island on down
to the dock at the edge of the water
the lake it is said, never gave up its dead
'till the H. M. S. Hood went under.

When launched from the shore, she weighed in at no more
than the fly as compared to the swatter
That good ship and true, was about to get chewed
by the wrath of a ship that was bigger.

The ship was the pride of Kevin Klines' side
the first of her type on the water.
As the newer ships go, she was smaller than most
with only one engine inside her.

Concluding some turns in the midst of the lake
they set out a course for the far shore.
The captain, he spied a large ship alongside
and said "let's set a course straight for her".

The ship that was in the Hood's way
finally saw what was going to happen
And the Hood's plotted path, it then raised the great wrath
of the Sullivan's wary old captain.

He said to the crew "this is what we will do
when that pipsqueak gets a bit closer:
we'll turn hard about, and then give her a clout
with our bow, and that surely will sink her".

About that time, the Hood's cook came on deck
sayin' "Fellas, I think we're in trouble"
And when Sullivan's nose from the distance arose
he said "Men to the boats, on the double!"

The crew left their chores, and picked up their oars
and paddled as fast as they could.
And what they did see is etched in memory:
the wreck of the H. M. S. Hood.

The legend lives on, from the island on down
to the dock at the edge of the water.
The lake, it was said, never gave up its dead
'till the H. M. S. Hood went under.

The story, it's told, concerns someone quite bold
the unknown hero without fear.
Who swam in and saved the Hood from her grave -
inspired by a case of beer!

Sputnik, Would the lake be Atwood?
Quite funny, I can see it happening. And of course beer had to be in there.

You people are hysterical! http://www.corfid.com/ubb/smile.gif

Sputnik,
That was TERRIFIC!

Afraid not, Gwen...it was a base lake in Alabama. Thanks for all the kudos, everybody. It sorta wrote itself, really..... 8D
-Gary

We were singing part of the song "It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas" that goes "and Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again". We just found out that our school district has postponed the first day of school from Sept. 4th to Sept. 8th so they can finish work on the new addition to the high school building, and renovations to some of the elementary and middle schools. Now, I'd like to sing this to the superintendent of schools:

"Boss Man, Boss Man, what d'ya say, we can't take another day.

It'll be murder in the first degree, please don't do this to me.

Look at my house and look at my wife. She deserves a better life

Than the one she's now got because the new building took longer than you thought