And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply" So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why He said "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do" So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that. Huh! Me workin' for you!" Whoa-oh-oh
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?
And the sign said anybody caught trespassin' would be shot on sight So I jumped on the fence and-a yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you the right?" "To put up a fence to keep me out or to keep mother nature in" "If God was here he'd tell you to your face, Man, you're some kinda sinner"
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?
Now, hey you, mister, can't you read? You've got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat You can't even watch, no you can't eat You ain't supposed to be here The sign said you got to have a membership card to get inside Ugh!
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And the sign said, "Everybody welcome. Come in, kneel down and pray" But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have apenny to pay So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign I said, "Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me. I'm alive and doin' fine." Wooo!
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?
Sign, sign, everywhere a sign Sign Sign, sign
Poem inspired by Signs:
everywhere i look i see a sign they tell me what to do they tell me what to say i will not follow the signs i will break the rules
everywhere i look i see a sign they tell me i need a shirt and tie i'm not going to lie its ridiculous you see telling me what to be
everywhere i look i see a sign they do not know i already know where to go they cannot see all i want to be is me
Poetry is not just about ryhmes and rythym Poetry is beautiful It is a way to express ones feelings happy or sad It can tell tales of romance and adventure And can be written by anyone
There is a streak of poetry in my vein Just as there is poetry in the air And there is poetry in the rain There is poetry in the first smile of dawn And poetry in the soft rays of the moon There is poetry in a blade of grass And poetry in the balmy evening breeze, There is poetry riding on the roaring bluegreen waves And poetry whispering in dark mountain caves There is poetry in the smile of a child Just as there is poetry in the deep green wild Poetry is music and music is magic …..
Poetry means everything to me My sweet, tantalizing, bewitching lady.
I agree with this poem because I think that poety is everywhere and in the poem it says things such as "There is poetry in a blade of grass." Poetry doesn't mean as much to me as it does to the poet but I share his feeling that poetry can be beautiful.