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5240. arkymalarky - 6/23/2004 1:03:41 PM CONGRATULATIONS RICK!!!!!
'scuse the yelling. I'm overwhelmed. 5241. Absensia - 6/23/2004 1:09:19 PM RICK! Wonderful news! Much and many good wishes to you and your family. 5242. Ulgine Barrows - 6/24/2004 4:54:37 PM Cool, Rick.
Best of what the world's got to offer, to you and yours. 5243. justears - 6/25/2004 1:25:18 AM As below, so above……the mystic chants
Energy is to Mass
As Spirit is to Matter.
Knock a few Nuclei about and Energy flames out.
Add a few micrograms to the Brain
And watch it become Mind.
Is this a dualism? Or a polarity?
Who gives a shit except
Metaphysicians or monsters?
5244. KuligintheHooligan - 7/3/2004 9:23:06 AM Some interesting poetry from something called "Cootie Shots," a GLSEN sponsored presentation designed to "address acceptance and tolerance of gays in an age-appropriate manner." Children as young as 7 see the presentations.
One skit involves a young boy who likes to dress in his mother's high-heel shoes. Here's the poem:
In Mommy's high heels the world is beautiful,
Let the peasants choke way down below.
I'm standing high above the crowds,
My head is breaking through the clouds.
In Mommy's high heels, I'm ten feet tall!
In Mommy's high heels life's a fantasy;
Every wish I make is a decree!
Let Sissy keep her shrunken heads,
Let Mary walk her dog who's dead.
In Mommy's high heels I have it all!
Here the world is beautiful:
Forests of coat racks and show trees,
A land of hope and shopping sprees!
When I grow up I'll have the cash
To go out and buy a bag to match!
So let them say I'm like a girl!
What's wrong with being like a girl?!
And let them jump and jeer and whirl-
They are swine, I am the pearl!
And let them laugh and let them scream!
They'll be beheaded when I'm queen!
When I rule the world! When I rule the world!
When I rule the world in my mommy's high heals!
"Cootie Shots: Theatrical Inoculations against Bigotry for Kids, Parents, and Teachers" Norma Bowles, ed. (Theatre Communications Group, 2001) 5245. Ulgine Barrows - 7/3/2004 4:06:09 PM KuligintheHooligan, that sounds so much like poetry. Glad to see you here, but it looks like politics.
'Let Sissy keep her shrunken heads,
Let Mary walk her dog who's dead.'
Seriously? That's a cootie shot?
justears, your mystic chants made me laugh. Thank you.
I'm interested in what you were thinking when you wrote it.
I hope I'm not insulting you by finding it hilarious.
'Is this a dualism? Or a polarity? '
Yum.
5246. alistairConnor - 7/4/2004 4:43:59 PM Little wild cherries
(so sweet this year, not always)
stain fingers and chins 5247. Macnas - 7/4/2004 4:59:45 PM I like that. 5248. neato - 7/4/2004 5:41:47 PM Me too 5249. Ulgine Barrows - 7/6/2004 1:54:26 PM What I wouldn't give
to clear the sky 5250. angel-five - 7/17/2004 10:11:51 AM Burn it pure with fiery speech
shockwave bright and white and clean
scorching in ballistic bliss
as you move too fast to see
lighting heaven with your scream
one with all within your reach.
Meteors will teach you this:
You are that which you set free.
5251. Ulgine Barrows - 7/24/2004 3:04:47 PM Kill it with a grin
Make sure she's slim
Scorch that fish
And listen to this
Didn't want to listen
He'd shaft his own kin
5252. alistairConnor - 7/27/2004 7:15:28 PM Open your eyes
to the genius of the Day
open your mind
to the spirit of the Place
open your heart
to the magma of the Person
and good luck with the trifecta 5253. Ulgine Barrows - 7/30/2004 11:44:07 AM Seen the pinnacles, climbed the peaks
Easy to breathe up there
Down in the core, it's breathless
Each hot gasp is a luckless fight 5254. wonkers2 - 7/30/2004 10:13:41 PM Calvin Trillin's new book 5255. wonkers2 - 7/31/2004 6:46:49 AM ON TWO MEMBERS OF THE WAR CABINET
DON RUMSFELD MEETS THE PRESS
With condescending smile so tight,
He seems to take a great delight
Explaining to the press this fight,
As if they're kids who aren't too bright.
When wrong he needn't be contrite:
Don't might and arrogance make right?
COLIN POWELL, ALAS
His memory of war was strong.
No Sissy Hawk, he'd fought the Cong.
He knew that bunk on nukes was wrong.
But, still, he chose to go along.
Of him, they'll sing the saddest song.
"But, still, he chose to go along."
November 17, 2003 5256. wonkers2 - 7/31/2004 6:51:54 AM JUST SPECULATINHG
Loos sixties moreals, Gingrich said,
Was where our troub les lay.
The Newt himself was found to have
A tendency to stray.
Rush Limbaugh has been hooked on pills.
While Bennett's hooked on slots.
Do all the right-wing morals police
Have copy books with blots?
Does Falwell have a floozie, say.
Does Ashcroft, you suppose,
Get home from church and swiftly snort
Some white stuff up his nose?
Does Robertson crave demon rum?
Does Cheney make clerks promise
To hide the fact he's rinting tapes
Last viewed by Clarence Thomas?
November 3, 2003 5257. wonkers2 - 7/31/2004 7:32:29 AM [renting tapes]
Trillin's latest book of poetry, "Obviously On He Sails--The Bush Administration in Rhyme," Random House, $12.95, is well worth the money. Trillin is amazing. 5258. wonkers2 - 7/31/2004 8:09:42 AM Erratum: "OBLIVIOUSLY" On He Sails" 5259. Ulgine Barrows - 8/5/2004 3:57:29 PM YOLANDA, YVONNE, VERONICA
There are some tin-foil hat days in this house.
Days when the world beams on into your brain,
you can't make it go away,
yet you'd be lonely without it.
Stop the gigahertz.
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