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If I were a catapillar life would be a farce
I would climb down all the plants and trees
And slide down on my ----
Hands and knees.
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I would climb down all the plants and trees
And slide down on my ----
Hands and knees.
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What an excellent first thread. Welcome!
more any one?
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Edward Lear wrote:
There was an old man of New York,
Who murdered himself with a fork.
but nobody cried, though he very soon died,
for that sill old man of New York...
more any one?
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She stood on the bridge at midnight
her lips were all a quiver
She gave a cough and her leg fell off
AND FLOATED DOWN THE RIVER
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her lips were all a quiver
She gave a cough and her leg fell off
AND FLOATED DOWN THE RIVER
I am such a poet <!--emo&B)--><img src='http://i6.ifrm.com/html/emoticons/cool.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='cool.gif' /><!--endemo-->
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A Haiku I made up at school.
"And so," said the man
as the workmen's noise ended,
"That's how it finished."
And another one
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear;
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair;
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he?
Thanks
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"And so," said the man
as the workmen's noise ended,
"That's how it finished."
And another one
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear;
Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair;
Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy was he?
Thanks
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- KindaWobbly
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Lewis Carroll. Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
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I was trying to find something by him, but The Hunting of the Snark is much too long... and I got side-tracked onto Lear. Lear isn't as funny as I remembered <!--emo&:(--><img src='http://i6.ifrm.com/html/emoticons/sad.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='sad.gif' /><!--endemo-->KindaWobbly wrote:Lewis Carroll. Twinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what you're at!
Up above the world you fly,
Like a teatray in the sky.
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This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of ev'rything that stands
The end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of
some strangers hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway
Weird scenes inside the goldmine
Ride the highway West baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father?
Yes son
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to.............
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
The end by The doors
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This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of ev'rything that stands
The end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of
some strangers hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway
Weird scenes inside the goldmine
Ride the highway West baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father?
Yes son
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to.............
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
The end by The doors
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That's chearful!!paulpowers wrote:This is the end...
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
I know every word off by heart. I annoy my friends by singing along to it
here's a nice happy Nick Cave one:
I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
If you wanna know what agony is
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'
Challeng-challengin' her knickers
Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'
With my bag a-challenging her knickers
If you wanna know whats shakin' down the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
I can spill my drink from the woman at the sink,
Coming at my lap with rum and bitters
Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink,
I'll grab my back with the rag and mittens
If you're looking for that woman at the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
All right!
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby's givin' me trouble
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby's givin' me trouble
If you wanna see what's inside of Sally
You'll find that doll in a hole out in the alley,
Yeah
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
That booze is a-turning bitter
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
'cause you got no more than bitter
If you know a little bit about my past
Take my switch at the bitch in my house
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I floted loney as a clowd,
who floghts on high,
then got borded and when home,
man i'm rubbish at poems
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who floghts on high,
then got borded and when home,
man i'm rubbish at poems
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Lightnin' HopkinsTrouble Lord, trouble, trouble's all I see
Trouble, I said trouble, trouble's all I see
Yes, you know I got nobody to work and care for me
Bad luck and trouble, two of my best friends
Bad luck and trouble, two of my best friends
You'll see me with no trouble organizing' bad luck, which I'm walkin' in
Bad luck and trouble, hangin' 'round my door
Bad luck and trouble, hangin' 'round my door
You believe it I'm a hopin', it won't come back no more
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Nick cave is so cool
I have this on limited edition Lp
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The carney song
And no-one saw the Carny go
And the weeks flew by
Until they moved on the show
Leaving his caravan behind
It was parked out on the south east ridge
And as the company crossed the bridge
With the first rain filling the bone-dry river bed
It shone, just so, upon the edge
away, away we're sad to say
Dog-boy, Atlas, Man-drake, the geeks, the hired hands
There was not one among them that did not cast an eye behind
In the hope that the Carny would return to his own kind
The Carny left behind a horse so skin and bone that he'd named Sorrow
And it was a shallow unmarked grave
That that old nag was laid
In the then parched meadow
And it was the dwarves that were given the task of digging the ditch
And laying the nag's carcass in the ground
while boss Bellini, waved his smoking pistol 'round
Saying ''The nag was dead meat''
''We can't afford to carry dead weight''
The whole company standing about
Not making a sound
And turning to the dwarves on the enclosured gate
the boss says ''bury this lump of crow bait''
And the rain came hammering down
Everybody running for their wagons
Tying all the canvas flaps down
The mangy cats growling in their cages
The bird-girl flapping and squawkening around
The whole valley reeking of wet beast
Wet beast and rotten, sodden hay
Freak and brute creation all packed up and on their way
The three dwarves peering through their wagon's hind
Moses says to Noah ''We shoulda dugga deepa one''
Their grissom faces like dying moons
Still dirty from the digging done
And Charlie the Atlas to the three said
"I guess the Carny ain't gonna show"
And they were silent for a spell
wishing they'd done a better job at burrying Sorrow
And the company'd passed from the valley into higher ground
The rain beat on the ridge and on the meadow and on the mound
Until nothing was left, nothing left at all
Except the body of Sorrow that rose in time
To float upon the surface of the eaten soil
And a murder of crows did circle 'round
First one, then the others flapping blackly down
And the Carny's van still sat upon the edge
Tilting slowly as the firm ground turned to sludge
And the rain it hammered down
And the rain it hammered down
And the rain it hammered down
And the rain it hammered down
And no-one saw the Carny go
And no-one saw the Carny go
And no-one saw the Carny go
I say its funny how things go
I have this on limited edition Lp
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You really don't want to get me started on that! I'm fairly obsessive... Most of my friends absolutely hate him, so it's suprising to find so many foremers into him too!paulpowers wrote:Nick cave is so cool...
[quote="The Baron Nights (to the tune of "Rivers of Babylon")"]There's a dentist in Birmingham
He fixed my crown
And while I slept
He filled my mouth with iron
He said "Rinse out your mouth
With the medication spit it out
Into the receptacle by your side
On the right (sound of spitting)
No- the right"[/quote]
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wild rose with kylie wasnt bad but it was no mercy song
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some more Doors:
Wow, I?m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors
I?m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that?s plowed.
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you?ve
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven?s
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it?s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.
(I also like Nick Cave, I only have one album though....can anyone tell me a good one to get next?)
Wow, I?m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings.
The servants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors
I?m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the tv
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that?s plowed.
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you?ve
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
And gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven?s
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it?s other jaw reveals incest
And loose obedience to a vegetable law.
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the giant family.
(I also like Nick Cave, I only have one album though....can anyone tell me a good one to get next?)
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The doors are so cool
Dont read the rest of this post if underage
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Dont read the rest of this post if underage
Ahh the doors always making senseLament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Stripshow
How to aquire death in the morning show
TV death which the child absorbs
Deathwell mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child's praye in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it's lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words Power Trance
This stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects
To create the boat
Which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
Than now
And real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock's spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and will get me well
I you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tounge of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
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