Walk Like an Egyption and Parts of Speech

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WALK LIKE AN EGYPTION

"Walk Like An Egyptian"

All the old        noun       on the tombs,

They do the sand dance,

Don't you know?

If they     verb       too quickly

They are falling down like a domino.

All the bazaar men by the Nile,

He got the money on a bet.

For the crocodiles they      verb     their teeth

On your cigarette.

Foreign types with their hookah pipes say

Walk like an Egyptian.

The blond waitresses take their      noun

They spin around and they cross the floor;

They got the moves.

You drop your     noun    then they bring you more.

All the school kids so sick of books,

They like the punk and the   adjective band.

When the buzzer rings,

They are walking like an Egyptian.

All the kids in the marketplace say:

Walk like an Egyptian.

Slide your feet up the street

Verb  your back

Shift your arm and then you pull it back.

Life is    adjective   you know

So strike a pose on a Cadillac.

If you want to find all the cops

They are hanging out in the donut shop.

They sing and dance

Spin the clubs cruise down the block.

All the Japanese with their yen

The party boys call the Kremlin

And the Chinese know

They walk the line like Egyptian.

All the cops in the donut shop say:

Walk like an Egyptian

Walk like an Egyptian.

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ELEMENTS OF FICTION and The Treasure of Lemon Brown

The Treasure of Lemon Brown by Walker Dean Meyers

When Greg Ridley wanders into an empty apartment building he meets Lemon Brown, a homeless man who reveals that he has a treasure. What will Greg and Lemon Brown do when thieves com searching for the treasure? 

harlem renaissance documentary   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XVnEd9S1Drw

Maya Angelous

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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Elements of Fiction 
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BOB DYLAN

A Bob Dylan



Background information

Birth name Robert Allen Zimmerman Also known as Elston Gunnn, Blind Boy Grunt, Bob Landy, Robert Milkwood Thomas, Tedham Porterhouse, Lucky/Boo Wilbury, Jack Frost, Sergei Petrov

Born May 24, 1941 (age 72)
Duluth, Minnesota, U.S. Origin Hibbing, Minnesota, U.S. Genres Rock, folk, blues, country, gospel

Occupations Musician, singer-songwriter, record producer, artist, writer Instruments Vocals, guitar, keyboards, harmonica Years active 1959–present Labels Columbia, Asylum Associated acts Joan Baez, The Band, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Grateful Dead, Traveling Wilburys, Mark Knopfler

Bob Dylan - Background information
http://www.biography.com/people/bob-dylan-9283052




US in the 60's




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Interview with Bob Dylan


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The Times They are a Changing      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0hD37WWo27M

Gather around people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You'll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you

Is worth saving

Then you better start swimming

Or you'll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changing

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

Keep your eyes wide

The chance won't come again

Don't speak too soon

For the wheel's still in spin

And there is no telling who

That it's naming

For the loser now

Will be later to win

For the times they, they are a-changin'

Come senators, Congressmen

Please heed the call

Don't stand at the doorway

Don't block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There's a battle outside

And it's raging

It'll soon shake your windows

And rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changing

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

Don't criticize

What you can't understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is

Rapidly aging

Please get out of the new one

If you can't lend a hand

For your times they are a-changing

The line it is drawn

And the curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is

Rapidly fadin'

And the first one now

Will later be last

For the times they are a-changin'

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