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5094. ScreamingSin - 10/26/2003 2:36:57 PM Neato, I still swoon every time I see your login.
Ahem.
I am going to post an unfinished poem of no import. 5095. Neato - 10/27/2003 6:42:15 PM Your swoon is noows to me.
Where's that unimportant poem? 5096. Macnas - 10/27/2003 6:46:06 PM Spoonerism's! or kind of.
Nice one Neato. 5097. uzmakk - 10/30/2003 1:25:25 AM Dr. Suess must have penned
The Cat in the Hat Comes Back
After completing a large pot of borsch. 5098. arkymalarky - 10/30/2003 6:12:01 AM Uz!
Good to see yuz! (to keep it poetical) 5099. uzmakk - 10/31/2003 5:49:00 AM Hello, Arky. 5100. PelleNilsson - 11/1/2003 12:58:27 AM An illustrated poem by a master wordsmith who shall (mercifully) remain nameless:
Pelle drives a Ferguson,
a Ferguson, a Ferguson.
Yes, Pelle drives a Ferguson,
a Massey, Massey Fergusson.
Repeat and let reverberate in your head. 5101. uzmakk - 11/1/2003 10:22:57 PM Nilsson,
It is clear that you an I share a poetical sense. Btw, it is a near certainty that Suess grated the beets. 5102. RickNelson - 11/1/2003 11:15:50 PM Oh what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day... 5103. RickNelson - 11/1/2003 11:18:25 PM I think a Massey can sound like poetry. cathumpita thumpita thumpita, and Suess would be happy. 5104. ScreamingSin - 11/3/2003 3:56:51 PM I love that picture of
the boy
driving, driving, driving
the
tractor 5105. ScreamingSin - 11/6/2003 2:14:54 PM Girlfriend and I
Spontaneously combusted
We lit out with
An unrehearsed
'Feeling groovy' 5106. RickNelson - 11/8/2003 10:39:02 PM That was a pretty good song SS and I still like it.
I read about the hippie
and I was just like you.
I chanced to meet a hippie
in '88 my year of no clue.
while in advanced learning
at Southern Illinois U
I owned a car with a carving-
to my dash-board it was glued.
The fingers of peace not anger
observed by this man with long hair
who gave me a hug as a stranger.
5107. ScreamingSin - 11/21/2003 2:53:00 PM Joyce vs Nelson
We are comparing Finnegans Wake vs Whiskey River.
Let's have the poetry first, and later the discussion.
5108. ScreamingSin - 11/21/2003 2:56:45 PM First off, the text of Finnegans Wake is not easy to find. I click on link after link, and it is all discussions of The Master, gaaaak.
I click on my first Willie link, and I'm there. 5109. ScreamingSin - 11/21/2003 2:58:15 PM Whiskey River - Willie Nelson
Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let a memory talk to me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I got, take care of me
I'm drowning in a Whiskey River
Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of its soul
Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind
To warm an empty heart you left so cold 5110. RickNelson - 11/21/2003 9:29:00 PM Good ol' Willie.
What might you compare SS? The quality of sound? Willie's good, I like his timbre. 5111. ScreamingSin - 11/25/2003 4:34:22 PM Loyalty's a funny thing
It gets you in trouble
Loyalty gets you in a bed
Where you get tangled in the sheets
Loyalty has a limit
And there's a time when its repaid
Loyalty 5112. RickNelson - 11/27/2003 1:49:38 AM "This is the Minneapolis Police,
The party is over." and no solice
Which stinks, when you sit in the sink,
of this cold life. It's easy to think
there may be a link, inpired of our fascinating
streets, and the prospect of reminiscing.
A replacement may not be your cure, but I contend,
a picture of you proves I'm a regular to the end. 5113. Macnas - 11/27/2003 4:47:50 PM The wagrant wind's awalt'zaround the piltdowns and on every blasted knollyrock (if you can spot fifty I spy four more) there's that gnarlybird ygathering, a runalittle, doalittle, preealittle, pouralittle,wipealittle, kicksalittle, severalittle, eatalittle, whinealittle, kenalittle, helfalittle, pelfalittle gnarlybird. A verytableland of bleakbardfields! Under his seven wrothschields lies one, Lumproar. His glav toside
him. Skud ontorsed. Our pigeons pair are flewn for northcliffs.
You know, I think Joyce was having a laugh.
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