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5861. Ulgine Barrows - 7/13/2007 9:56:43 AM Sorry to be a Beavis & Butthead, NuPlanetOne, but when I saw this
"Recall, squinting"
I did that heh-heh thing.
Squint, heh-heh. Getting older, getting different humor. 5862. Ulgine Barrows - 7/18/2007 8:44:31 AM well dang, I wanted you to laugh with me, NuPlanetOne.
In other news, I defended Avril Lavigne lyrics on another discussion board.
So I could be digging a deeper hole, but probably not, since I am lifting upwards.
winky 5863. Ulgine Barrows - 7/18/2007 8:53:57 AM Born and raised in Pineola, his mama believed in the Pentecost
She got the preacher to say some words so his soul wouldn't get lost
~Lucinda Williams 5864. Ulgine Barrows - 7/18/2007 9:02:59 AM Didn't you think you were worth anything
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
~Lucinda Williams
5865. wabbit - 7/23/2007 3:28:48 PM Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night There was an old father of Dylan
Who was seriously, mortally illin'
"I want," Dylan said
"You to bitch till you're dead.
"I'll be cheesed if you kick it while chillin'."
Famous Poems Rewritten as Limericks5866. arkymalarky - 7/23/2007 5:01:06 PM Great link. Thanks!
5867. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 6:40:53 AM wabbit, thanks. That made me snort. 5868. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 6:45:00 AM there was a wabbit of mote
who posted a hip-hop note
the others who read it
continued to spread it
the wabbit of mote now is world-note 5869. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 8:32:43 AM I want to know you
I want to show you
I want to grow you
Inside of me
I want to see you
I want to free you
I want to be you
Inside of me
Love me 50,000 miles beneath my brain
Love me 50,000 times and then again
Can you love me with a thousand eyes?
Can you see right through my bones?
Can you kiss me with a thousand lips?
Can you melt a solid stone?
Can you hear me from a thousand miles
When you're screaming at the stars?
Can you pull me up to Jupiter
When I'm all hung up on Mars?
Burn my eyes with your flame
Let your world spin free
Let it go, baby
I'll do the same 5870. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 8:33:34 AM ~ Ten Years After, oopsie 5871. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 8:40:17 AM They took me down the grading station
And they classified me zed
'Cause of over population
They told me that I would soon be dead
But I slipped out of the force field
And hid beneath the monorail
But the automatic blood hounds
Lord, they're soon hot along my trail
Now if I had been a scholar
With computer working hard
Then my molecular structure
Would not be on the grader's card
So, I know that they will get me
Put my index in the brain
Then, the atoms of my body
Will be disposed of, Lordy, down the drain
They took me down the grading station
And they classified me zed
'Cause of over population
They told me that I would soon be dead 5872. Ulgine Barrows - 7/25/2007 8:42:59 AM More 10 Years After, after what?
I almost went into a diatribe, but no, it is not the time nor place. 5873. Seamus - 7/27/2007 8:45:28 PM Ulgine,
Thank you for Ten Years After.
I quite like that lyric, particularly this:
Can you hear me from a thousand miles
When you're screaming at the stars?
Can you pull me up to Jupiter
When I'm all hung up on Mars? I don't think I've encountered Alvin Lee before. I appreciate the introduction.5874. Seamus - 7/27/2007 9:01:14 PM And wabbit, I liked that site as well. Thank you. 5875. Ulgine Barrows - 7/30/2007 9:57:44 AM Lies, Lies 5876. arkymalarky - 7/30/2007 5:24:34 PM Seamus, Jex linked a YouTube of him here: Message # 19785 in thread 155 5877. Macnas - 7/31/2007 8:56:42 AM Seamus
Your Sister Agnes poem is deceptive. There's a lot of work in that I'd wager, I see Clarke in the structure.
Very pleasing to re-read, always the sign of a good one. 5878. Seamus - 8/1/2007 3:20:17 AM Mac! Go raibh maith agat, a chara. I am honoured.
AC-like structure to it then?
I have been known to immediately think of "And O she was the Sunday in every week" upon seeing a beautiful woman pass by. Well, that, and other things anyway.
5879. Seamus - 8/1/2007 3:21:36 AM arky, thanks for the link.
I'm with you on the lyric there, though. 5880. anomie - 8/1/2007 3:45:53 AM A cousin just five years younger than me...he was 50 blew his brains out with a gun in the mouth. I guess there was a big clean up job.
I didn't now him well, but I knew about him, and I knew his sisters, my other cousins. He was a verytalentedperformer. He sang and played dirivative top 40 music. But to us he was a stunner. He could play "Blackbird" like you'd think it was John Lennon.
He had groupies. Can you believe, 50 year old groupies?
Pussy galore...from 30 to 50 year old pussy. Excuse me. But he had groupies.
50 years old, with groupies...blew his brains out.
His daughters are pissed. No life insurence for suicide. His sisters are bewildered, and wonder how much this is going to cost them.
I'm thinking....how rude. How f-ing inconsiderate! Use a bathtub fir Christ sake. Who pays for brains being swiped up from the car interior....or truck as ot were.
Pleae rednecks....put your guns up and use poisen or something.
I won't be going to the funeral. I like a lot more notice when someone makes a mess of himself.
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