Window Water Baby Moving
- Struggling from the bubble.
Life, by yourself
Window, The entrance to life, To a lively meadow. Water, The essence in life, To each his own quarter. Baby, The mind of life, To live one's hobby. Moving, The energy from life, to crave for loving.
There Lived Kozyavin
- Man with a dream job.
Happiness, by Aleksandr Medvedkin
A man was in charge of promotion, And so he promoted a man, To be in charge of promotion. He promoted another, To promote the man He recently promoted, To be in charge of Promotion. So where is he now, The man who was in charge of promotion, Is now in charge of commotion.
- BB on the roll!
Willy Wonka & Chocolate Factory, by Mel Stuart
A girl arrives in town, Just before the break of dawn. She wears a tiny black gown, Sifts through a shop and sits down. Where have all the people gone? There isn't much to look on. But before she starts to frown, A little man comes from a level down. "Oh! My princess!" He orders his clown, For a dedicated bring-on, ...But the princess, has left and gone.
- Masters of another world.
Toy Story, by John Lasseter
Tell it to the master, We are out of bones, From the sentient clones. It is time to kick the roster, For the lones, To the zone. Flesh! Fresh! Flash! The day is good, For another crimson winter.
(Colloque de chiens)
- Lick and possess.
You mother asked me to bring a man, I have thought of a decent plan. Set up a bone, By your door alone. Lie on the bone, As if it were your own. But don't tell her the plan, I have something else to pan. It isn't until then, That the fish is in the can. And I could too, be the man.
- Hunger pangs.
Greed, by Erich von Stroheim
It's five in the afternoon, No soup is too soon. But you see a fly in the soup, Enjoying it more than you could scoop. Now that you have grabbed your spoon, Nothing could stop you soon. Make a circle and a loop, Hope it doesn't taste like poop. But man, It's five in the afternoon, It takes a troop to recoup.
- Basic Instinct.
A Clockwork Orange, by Stanley Kubrick
You wake up with a hard-on, Wondering what the girl has, Lying next to you. You have lunch with some add-ons, Wondering what the girl has, Sitting next to you. You sit there with some come-on, Wondering what the girl has, Wondering without you...
- Long night, before the day breaks.
The War Game, by Peter Watkins
No women, no kids, no screaming. No men, no kids, no shouting. No tables, no kids, no eating. No parks, no kids, no playing. No roads, no kids, no walking. No trees, no kids, no climbing. No books, no kids, no reading. No pants, no kids, no joking. No shoes, no kids, no running. No guns, no kids, no firing. No place, no kids, no breathing.
The Play House
Buster Keaton, Edward F. Cline
- When Harry meets Harry.
Being John Malkovich, by Spike Jonze
A boy meets a girl. ...and he meets another girl. ...and he meets yet another girl. ...and he continues to meet other girls. ...and he becomes good at meeting girls. A girl meets a boy. ...and she meets another boy who looks like this boy. ...and she meets yet another who looks like this boy. ...and she continues to think of this boy. ...and she becomes good at fleeting boys.
Thru the Mirror
- Larger than life...
Pom Poko, by Isao Takahata
Mice! Mice! Mice! What do I do with them? They are huge! Oh...My Gosh! They are humongous. Look at those ears! Why do I always have to deal with those things? Mice ----! Narrator: Calm down, kitty. It's just a big lunch.