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Lei It On The Line
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Lei It On The Line By: lisping HIBISCUS 6/17/07 Everybody wants to be as free, as a mynah bird in a banyan tree, casting their cares to the tradewinds, and the white ginger blossoms by the sea, everybody dreams to board the Aranui, get stranded with the Marquesians to your heart’s delight, wade in the secluded river pools by day, and strum ukuleles on the port deck by night. Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! For breakfast we’ll have a bowl of breadfruit, and for dinner we’ll have poisson cru, and go yaddie kaddie kiddie kaddie like Hilo Hattie, ‘til we get all wicki wacki wooed, and go scuba diving deep all across Taiohae Bay, where the parrot fish flutter in royal regattas, hoisting our sails and letting it wail, like the humuhumunukunukuapua'a! (How do you pronounce that again?) Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! Do I dare put on that blue muumuu, weaved for me by my Aunty Leilani? they say these drowsy Honolulu nights, make chickadees trill like Luciano Pavirotti, so I slipped on that blue muumuu, my pair of Havarinas and my paniolo hat, and hung out with the locals at Duke Kahanamoku’s, and sipped back on a chief’s calabash. (Non-alcoholic, that is, you sneaky tiki!) Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! We can spend a balmy afternoon, parasailing all around the Tuamotu Islands, watching native farmers harvest black pearls, and trek the ancient tiki highlands, from what I’ve experienced firsthand, we’re all hula goons deep down, so strike the drum volcano deep, and shake your body all around! (And we sang: Yaaka hula hickey dula, yaaka hula hickey doo! Yaaka hula hickey dula, in the misty morning dew! (Hu-la la!) Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! Maybe it’s something in the guava chiffon cake, maybe it’s that moon of Manakoora, that gets your cunning and running humming faster, than a squirrel revival in Pascagoula, so listen with the ears, observe with the eyes, leave your bashfulness at home, and go lei it on the line like a blue tail fly! (Olu Olu!) Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! Life is in a gentle breath of wind, here there ain’t even a flea to bite, we’re stuck like pilali gum to the kukui tree, in this hypnotizing Pacific paradise, you better believe the sugar cane fields are tasseling, when those sweet Hawaiian babies roll their eyes, so work that Waikiki wiggle room, and go lei it on the line! (May day, may day, it's lei day, ah ha ha!) "If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other" Mother Teresa |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Noah, this is priceless! What a cute song. and go yaddie kaddie kiddie kaddie like Hilo Hattie, ‘til we get all wicki wacki wooed, and go scuba diving deep all across Taiohae Bay, where the parrot fish flutter in royal regattas, hoisting our sails and letting it wail, like the humuhumunukunukuapua'a!  I love Hawaii! Looks like so do you. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I dreamed of Hawaii and think I was singing your song. This is so much fun to read that I'll be back to read it again. I have missed you, Noah, and always smile when I see you have treated us with your poetry. Thank you. Alison |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Noah, dear friend... I've been needing a vacation and dreaming of Hawaii... and you just took me there for a few magical moments. *S* This is sheer delight... it's so good to read you! *S* |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Man, I need a vacation! Thanks for pointing this out... lol It's been a long time Noah, great to read you again. "like the humuhumunukunukuapua'a!" Love that line. Michael |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Always a fun time when reading you,Noah. Hope all is going well with you  M |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...you make it all sound so interesting...you would be a good travel writer...James |
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