| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/4/2007 9:10:32 PM | before they come back and make it a trend
it may be an idea to try to bend
some of that twisted torment
into something I can get some magnetic levitation from
some times them crazy emotions
projected in a Redundant style woofin an waggin
leave an empty sorrow pretending... what a wasted day....
attracting distracting from what one meant to say | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/4/2007 9:20:10 PM | attracting distracting from what one meant to say
Takes the rhymes forward in a different way
Than what the intention projected in disarray
Wandering the twilight of poetries sway
Finding the lines in a dock on the bay
Nibbling bait left in the hoopala frey
Using your very best compliment pay
For the chance to be first on the line anyway | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/4/2007 9:48:19 PM | For the chance to be first on the line
anyway is just fine if you pay
then say as you may the way you play today
can effect the next to reach the gate
walking along in a rhythm just strong enough to give in
too tuff for a long drawn out song
yet it belongs in a time we all find kind of addictive
let's not make it restrictive | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/4/2007 10:34:30 PM | let's not make it restrictive
constraining or constrictive
wreathing in your jungle like the snake
forked tongue tasting nothing if there’s nothing fake
Nothing out of the ordinary’s going on here dear
What’s up with the paranoid Really don’t you fear
Or understand skeleton man really is the reaper
You wandered into underground and swallowed a safe keeper. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/5/2007 3:08:22 AM | You wandered into underground and swallowed a safe keeper;
But that was just in your mind, wake from such a sleeper:
The 'Underground' rideth upon, is train in British Isle;
Thus you are awakened with Conductor smile.
Where am I, awakened asks; that answered 'The Tube'
No! Cries she, this story and you are but a rube!
Look about, you're underground and in the dark;
Name me your destination of which you wish to disembark. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/5/2007 8:36:06 AM | Name me your destination of which you wish to disembark
mumbling to himself with eyes to the floor I think I heard " The Ark "
Now I know I was acoss the isle and the track went clickity clack
still it was awful shocking when the conductor said "fück that"
There aint no place upon this line that sounds anywhere near
so can I be helping you when you really aint very clear
well I step in with smiling soft voice directed at those two
spoke up so both could hear and said "he means the zoo" | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/5/2007 2:21:18 PM | spoke up so both could hear and said "he means the zoo"
that's the first time he meant that he wanted to see
what real monkeys do and where eagles really pee
it was that morning it still is memorable believe me
.....well lets grab our jackets get in the car
and head down to the planetarium now it's not that far
maybe see if saturns finally grown out of his depression
if not well we'll tickle jupiter and swing around on his orbital 'your turn' session | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/5/2007 5:57:07 PM | we'll tickle jupiter and swing around on his orbital 'your turn' session
tear a hole in mars' mask and teach that lovin' venus a lesson
take our turns on the merry go round that spins out our control
and feel inside the things that died to see if we can feel their soul
then, after all the playthings have packed up and gone home
we'll still be sitting here, you 'n me, lonely, but never alone
feeling out each other, as if we never shared that line
wondering in painful silence if those ties do truly bind | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/5/2007 6:49:13 PM | wondering in painful silence if those ties do truly bind
or if we just shake them up and douse them in our mind
which ever way the dead end road goes it seems to find a way
to curl around in its little lazy azz time no matter what you say
its not really close to or near the same as the song playin in my head
looky now it's really easy to slide when the clouds decide to fly from dread
and this is a choice with a little will and good pulling by angelic friends that bind
I have some time now to play and find a way to those ties the free and happy kind | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 1:47:56 AM | I have some time now to play and find a way to those ties the free and happy kind
At station from the underground destination zoo
Watched all the animals and saw variety true
Foxes in particular, but all other creatures too
Those free spirits caged in there well what to do?
All denied that freedom roaming in the cage
Birds not to fly animals not to run
Hmmm. For them it can't be fun. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:11:09 AM | Hmmm.For them it can't be fun.... son of a gun
lets raid the zoo and find the keepers keys
let out the lion and the polar bears penguins and leopards
and hide them behind the elepant as we turn our heads the other way
sly as a fox and dumb as a possum we'll fool the warden withour new tune
and quietly whistle acting like it is an every day activity.... a carnival
we were contracted to entertain....the HUMANS..... may become so outragious
that the warden will have to LOCK THEM UP as we slip the animals through the gate. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:12:21 AM | as we slip the animals through the gate
for them it can't be fun always on the run
chewing other people's gum
still waiting for the rising sun to liberate
with a gun pointed at that giggly bum
what may come to that lonesome bait
on the edge of permanent hate
saturated by ratings from a society out of date | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:19:34 AM | societys out of date...and the hinges on the gate
only swing round and round
sometimes the wind blows thar.... Hear the Sound?
got some motor running I think it's coming from the underground
on second thought I won't think twice
learn and live and live and learn
upside down backwards sideways and back
Lessons and Matches... is what I found under the haystack | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:35:42 AM | Lessons and matches..is what I found under the haystack
What a poor detective he was, with minimal pay back
Took him all week with a squadron of staff
To discover some matches, to comrades laugh
Well then, said inspector retirement for you
After that botch, we've got nothing for you to do
So with time on his hands said oh what the heck
Spent time at the zoo on the government cheque. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:42:37 AM | Spent time at the zoo on the government cheque
lapping up the clouds and licking icecream cones
picking up garbage from the dead end zones
petting the dolphins and swimming with the cheetahs
this is where he liked to hang ...the most
with his trunks (not elephant) swimming in the bleachas
clapping with the walruses and playing in the pool
basketball and penalty boxes and a host of cheer leadas | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 5:52:21 AM | Basketball and penalty boxes and a host of cheer leadas
Hey! That's not what I was told, where will the cab meet us?
Man this zoo is something else, wild running cheetahs
Elephants and walrusses no people here to greet us
When in the cab, say why not go to the sunny south
OK said she, but only if you'll shut that great big mouth
On the plane to Florida with tape across his yap
What a pleasant time they had leaving winter crap. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 6:02:44 AM | What a pleasant time they had leaving winter crap such a bad rap
..to smother the snowman all winter long trying to make all the blustry wind and snow
into a soft warm song but he finally shut his mouth and there to my big surprise
was the plane and him and eye surveying the big ole open skys
just like we always dreamed it to be..this way
tanning lotion packed..... bikini... a rubber dinghy just in case
the place
didn't have a floatie to play around the pool on 'just in case' we also packed our sunny face | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 11:13:32 AM | we also packed our sunny face
kept it in a special place
gramma would sit and hear it start
making noises like a fart
dad would laugh and mom would scowl
all us little guys would howl
granny snickered and said excuse me
the sunny face said don't accuse me. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 3:25:24 PM | the sunny face said don't accuse me
as you continually misuse me
feeling so good when you abuse me
then you go and break my heart
hearing your voice echo inside
in the place i run when i need to hide
from all the demons you told me had died
am i slowly falling apart? | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 4:37:38 PM | am i slowly falling apart
pulse going off the chart
losing pieces of my heart
to some gorgeous tart
Like a master's work of art
I study every delicious part
walking cupid's arrow cart
every step just makes me fart | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 4:54:44 PM | Every step just makes me fart,
so I wear squeaky shoes.
I carry round a trumpet,
and loudly play the Blues.
I thought my life was over.
That love eluded me did hurt..
Till I came across a woman,
who with every breath would burp. | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 7:50:20 PM | Who with every breath would burp
just to try and make me smile
who ever would have dreamed
they're the one, and all the while
I can't help but wonder why
I'm attracted to that kind
as I thought that I had left
all ill mannered sorts behind | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......
Posted: 3/6/2007 9:31:33 PM | Thought that I had left all ill mannered sorts behind
Until those warnings came into my mind
I noticed that line hanging off the stern
then realized I was snagged in the last evasive turn
Across the still harbour I saw fast moving lights
like diamond swept crests in search of a fight
know in a moment I might not be free
if I didn’t cut that line trailing behind me | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......bananas
Posted: 3/6/2007 9:47:11 PM | if I didn’t cut that line trailing behind me
I knew I would be caught, hook line and stinker
If I didn’t get out I’d be entrapped and not be free
Doesn’t matter, poet king or sailor’s tinker
Trouble is trouble, why wait and see
Can’t get interested in too deep a thinker
Or In fantasies wasteland wanderin’ I’ll be
Might as well toss me back in the clinker | |
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| 8 LINE STANZAS ....won't let it go......bananas
Posted: 3/7/2007 8:07:43 AM | Might as well toss me back in the clinker
with all those drunken bums
in this cold the street is a stinker
besides you got all me chums
I know we're a bit rowdy on a Friday night
and sums o dem der jus lookin for fights
but hey if I die in an alley with frost bite
it'll be on your soul cause this ain't right. | |
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