The smallest feline is a masterpiece.
quote by Leonardo da Vinci
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Sexy Feline Machine
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
shes an angel shes a dove
with a taste for a villans blood
packing heat strutting on the street
chew you up and make you meat
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya........
Shes a funky feline machine
Crazy cat inside a dream
shes a hunny she stings like a bee
your the punk and shes the queen
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(every thing is not as it seems)
sexy feline machine
sexy feline machine
(shes a sexy feline machine)
Shes a sexy feline machine
you cant stop her
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya...........
(bow bow bow)
song performed by Fat Joe
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Stone Cold
(r palmer)
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
She ought to have her own show
Oh stone cold
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
Stone cold in love with you
Could you be ? or van gough
Youre a work of art, my darlin
You are the one I adore
You choose the role to star in
Youve got the part - Im all yours
My hearts in perpetual motion
When you make love with me
Beats so hard we reach an explosion
Of sensuality
You are poetry - I read your lips
They say just kiss me darling
The way you move - the way you speak
I got to have you cos Im stone cold
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
Stone cold in love with you
She ought to have her own show
Oh stone cold
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
Stone cold in love with you
Could you be ? or van gough
You want it all - you got it
You take the cake coz you wrote the recipe
You hit the mark
Spot on it
We make the grade coz we got the chemistry
Surfin high on the waves of emotion
When you make love with me
8 miles high and deep as the ocean
Thats how big love should be
Youre a masterpiece - youre made for me
I just couldnt live without you
Say what you want - say what you need
Ill get it for you cos Im stone cold
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
Im stone cold in love with you
She ought to have her own show
Well stone cold
Hey hey take it from me shes a masterpiece
Im stone cold in love with you
Could you be ? or van gough
My hearts in perpetual motion
When you make love with me
Beats so hard we reach an explosion
Of sensuality
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song performed by Robert Palmer
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Strange Attraction
it started with a dedication
'lost in admiration - happy birthday -
i'm forever yours - BLOSSOM'
fared red inside a tiny book of butterflies
i smiled surprised at how when flickered through
the wings flew by spelled out my name
six months went by the summer lost
obsessively the letters dropped into my life
the same soft blood smooth flowing hand
'please try to understand - I have to see you - have to feel you -
tell you all the ways I need you - yours forever in love...'
strange attraction spreads its wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
strange attraction spreads its wings
and alters but the smallest things
you never know how anything will fade
the year grew old incessantly she wrote to me
she'd started smoking poetry!
i laughed in recognition of a favorite phrase
she'd pulled me in...
i answered her
a christmas card in sepia
arranging when and where
and how the two of us should meet...
her opening so well prepared
a nervous smile
i couldn't take my eyes from her
she whispered
'can I use some of your lipstick?'
it was perfect so believable
i couldn't help but feel that it was real
and kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms
strange attraction spreads its wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
strange attraction spreads its wings
and alters but the smallest things
you never know how anything will fade
so alone into the cold new year without another wo
i wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before
but weeks went by with no reply untill once more m
and with it my surprise but this time nothing was
'i'm sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination
i was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong -
it seems reality destroys our dreams - I won't for
fared red inside a tiny book of all goodbyes...
strange attraction spreads its wings
it varies but the smallest things
you never know how anything will change
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Gioconda And Si-Ya-U
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U,
whose head was cut off in Shanghai
A CLAIM
Renowned Leonardo's
world-famous
"La Gioconda"
has disappeared.
And in the space
vacated by the fugitive
a copy has been placed.
The poet inscribing
the present treatise
knows more than a little
about the fate
of the real Gioconda.
She fell in love
with a seductive
graceful youth:
a honey-tongued
almond-eyed Chinese
named SI-YA-U.
Gioconda ran off
after her lover;
Gioconda was burned
in a Chinese city.
I, Nazim Hikmet,
authority
on this matter,
thumbing my nose at friend and foe
five times a day,
undaunted,
claim
I can prove it;
if I can't,
I'll be ruined and banished
forever from the realm of poesy.
1928
Part One
Excerpts from Gioconda's Diary
15 March 1924: Paris, Louvre Museum
At last I am bored with the Louvre Museum.
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poem by Nazim Hikmet
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Karma
I drop a stone into the ocean
Every choice another turn of the screw
Another wheel set in motion
With every single thing I do
Its there in the air that I breathe
Its in my whisper and scream
Inside everything I believe
And its all gonna come around someday
As the smallest stream runs to a river
And every river runs to the sea
So every little bit of love I give to another
You know that I believe it comes back to me
There is no absolution whether Im the garden or the rose
If I aint part of the solution, yeah you know how that goes
You can always leave but you bring it all back home someday
As the smallest stream runs to a river
And every river runs to the sea
So every little bit of love I give to another
You know that I believe it comes back to me
Every single thing I say, everyone that I betray
Any love that I take when I do not make it in return
Every thing I do and every time Ive been unfaithful too
All the things that I believe are lessons I must learn
As the smallest stream runs to a river
And every river runs to the sea
So every little bit of love I give to another
You know that I believe it comes back to me
As the smallest stream runs to a river
And every river runs to the sea
So every little bit of love I give to another
You know that I believe it comes back to me
song performed by Rick Springfield
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When I Paint My Masterpiece
Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
You can almost think that youre seein double
On a cold, dark night on the spanish stairs.
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
Where Ive got me a date with botticellis niece.
She promised that shed be right there with me
When I paint my masterpiece.
Oh, the hours Ive spent inside the coliseum,
Dodging lions and wastin time.
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see em,
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb.
Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory,
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece.
Sailin round the world in a dirty gondola.
Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!
I left rome and landed in brussels,
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried.
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin muscles,
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside.
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police.
Someday, everything is gonna be diffrent
When I paint my masterpiece.
song performed by Bob Dylan
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When I Paint My Masterpiece
Oh, the streets of rome are filled with rubble,
Ancient footprints are everywhere.
You can almost think that youre seein double
On a cold dark night on the spanish stairs.
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room,
Where Ive got me a date with botticellis niece.
She promised that shed be right there with me
When I paint my masterpiece.
Oh, the hours Ive spent inside the coliseum,
Dodging lions and wastin time.
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle,
I could hardly stand to see em,
Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb.
Train wheels runnin thru the back of my memory,
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese.
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody,
When I paint my masterpiece.
Sailin round the world in a dirty gondola,
Oh, to be back in the land of coca-cola!
I left rome and landed in brussels,
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried.
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin muscles,
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside.
Newspapermen eating candy
Had to be held down by big police.
Someday, everything is gonna be diffrent
When I paint my masterpiece.
song performed by Grateful Dead
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Masterpiece Conspiracy
Masterpiece conspiracy
Evil eyes behind their smiles
You swallow it up when sincerity lies
Lock me up, label dangerous files
Fear of the unknown, so scared of my style
Alert the press and address the states of emergency
We the crew you love to hate
First mistake, you were never ready
Dance with the dead, better be ten times more deadly
This is me, Im always the same
Virus in the system, crash the mainframe
Uprise, now fall in line
Roll with the pack or get left behind
Chorus:
Its a masterpiece conspiracy x3
Its a masterpiece
Id rather hear it from you than be lied to
Call it what it is like the heathens do
Red lights of betrayal, deceived again
Exposed by the light, true colors ascend
Take down the regime, break the trend
Bumrushed by your peers and your so-called friends
Keep your people tight, watch your enemies close
Trust what you know, soon enough theyll choke
Where were you when we started this thing?
You wasnt around, this aint yours to claim
Youll never take whats been given to us
Wipe that smile off your face and that look of disgust
Uprise, now fall in line
Roll with the pack or get left behind
Chorus
Bridge:
Liar, back stabber, betrayer, deceiver,
Liar, back stabber, betrayer, deceiver, liar!
And youre such a back stabber (repeat)
song performed by P.O.D.
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The Shroud of Color
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear
The further touch of earth, the scented air;
Lord, being dark, forewilled to that despair
My color shrouds me in, I am as dirt
Beneath my brother's heel; there is a hurt
In all the simple joys which to a child
Are sweet; they are contaminate, defiled
By truths of wrongs the childish vision fails
To see; too great a cost this birth entails.
I strangle in this yoke drawn tighter than
The worth of bearing it, just to be man.
I am not brave enough to pay the price
In full; I lack the strength to sacrifice
I who have burned my hands upon a star,
And climbed high hills at dawn to view the far
Illimitable wonderments of earth,
For whom all cups have dripped the wine of mirth,
For whom the sea has strained her honeyed throat
Till all the world was sea, and I a boat
Unmoored, on what strange quest I willed to float;
Who wore a many-colored coat of dreams,
Thy gift, O Lord--I whom sun-dabbled streams
Have washed, whose bare brown thighs have held the sun
Incarcerate until his course was run,
I who considered man a high-perfected
Glass where loveliness could lie reflected,
Now that I sway athwart Truth's deep abyss,
Denuding man for what he was and is,
Shall breath and being so inveigle me
That I can damn my dreams to hell, and be
Content, each new-born day, anew to see
The steaming crimson vintage of my youth
Incarnadine the altar-slab of Truth?
Or hast Thou, Lord, somewhere I cannot see,
A lamb imprisoned in a bush for me?
Not so?Then let me render one by one
Thy gifts, while still they shine; some little sun
Yet gilds these thighs; my coat, albeit worn,
Still hold its colors fast; albeit torn.
My heart will laugh a little yet, if I
May win of Thee this grace, Lord:on this high
And sacrificial hill 'twixt earth and sky,
To dream still pure all that I loved, and die.
There is no other way to keep secure
My wild chimeras, grave-locked against the lure
Of Truth, the small hard teeth of worms, yet less
Envenomed than the mouth of Truth, will bless
Them into dust and happy nothingness.
Lord, Thou art God; and I, Lord, what am I
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Million Thanks Even For The Tiniest Shadows!
I will croon million 'thanks' on my journey
For even the tiniest shadow
That the smallest plant spreads underneath!
Gain I will a thousand wings of 'hopes'
Out of the joyous smile of a cute little flower
From atop the swaying tufts of grass!
I will lovingly scatter many a poem on my way
In honour of even the smallest puddle on wayside
That perfectly mirrors the nature's beauty in its heart!
With all my heart will I shower my blessings
Whenever, on my way, see a small bud laughing in glee
Just after the silent unfastening of the knot on its petals!
If I have to meet a weeping bud
Disfigured by the trampling of a heartless mind
I will hug it close to my heart in my surging pain!
Whenever I meet a dot like star
In funful prattle high up in heavens
I will entreat the secrets of the puzzling universe!
I will glorify the soul of the fountainhead of joy
Whenever I come across the frolicsome eyes
Of a tiny lightning signing a message in rainy skies!
Yes, I proudly declare that I could name
The weakest warble of the smallest bird
Amidst the grandest symphony of the early dawn!
Whenever I ponder over the unseen roots
That toil and sweat deep inside the soil
I will pray in the direction of my parents dear!
I will tighten up my wearied strings of nerves
On seeing a tiny ant, full of intent, hurrying alone
Contemplating on the greatness of effort!
The Sun of immeasurable size and might
Rushing past the mind-boggling distance
Voluntarily shrinks its mammoth frame into a tiny dot
But with the same undimmed blinding brilliance
Sits in unobtrusive calm within the dots of dews
Meditating at the pointed tips of every blade of grass!
Oh at the sight of this graceful act
I will light up my lamps of humility in my heart!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Egypt
Follow the nile
Deep to much deeper.
The pyramids sound lonely tonight.
The sands run red
In lands of the pharoahs.
Their symmetry gets right inside me.
I cannot stop to comfort them.
Im busy chasing up my demon.
I cannot stop to comfort them.
Im busy chasing up my demon.
Oh, Im in love
With egypt.
My pussy queen
Knows all my secrets.
Ill never fall in love again.
I drift with dunes.
I whisper of the tombs.
They offer me egyptian delights.
Shes got me with that feline guise,
Got me in those desert eyes.
Shes got me with that feline guise,
Got me in those desert eyes.
Oh Im in love
With egypt.
song performed by Kate Bush
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Mysterious Moggy
If you know anything at all
You'll know that they were born for sleeping!
Curled tightly up in a little ball
Cautiously keeping
The secret of their feline soul
From humankind like you and me
Who pry and poke and do not understand
That in their spirits they are free
And will not answer any demand
But keep their cat integrity.
They know we will fulfil their wishes,
Plying them with the most sumptuous dishes -
Can't you see we're simply their slaves
And this is the way the feline behaves?
My cat deserves my full attention
Despite her air of condescension,
I don't know how, but secretly
She's made a little pet mouse of me! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Ozymandias Ever Rising through the Winds of Time
Ozymandias Ever Rising through the Winds of Time
I met a poet from an online site
who said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
stand in my mind, yet find description quite
inadequate, half sunk beneath time flown.'
I answered: 'He whose sneer rei[g]ned cold command,
his sculptor too, are both to Lethe blown,
his passions mocked by who'd today demand
a résumé for tourists who bemoan
a lack of facts to show their pseudo friends
to back up their vacation time well spent,
and yet, and yet, so similar their ends
whose works turn sand when's finished sojourn lent.'
He came, he ruled, time fooled and conquered him,
trunk packed away museumwards on whim.
Nosy man dies as day draws down dark night,
knows he has but a finite span to moan
upon this Earth until, denied the right
of an extension to his lifelong loan.
Foreclosure comes whatever cash on hand
must crash to dust, call harvested; seeds sown
perhaps survive, migrate to other land,
there to engender likeness, throwback clone.
Thus who’d seek Ozymandias’ tale lends
an ear to fable, tables on hints sent
through centuries whose key stones make amends
for missing trunk, lost headstone’s argument.
When dunes into oases are restored,
may reader find true answer mind may hoard.
1 February 2009
Parody Ozymandias - Percy Bysshe SHELLEY 1792_1822 shel1_0001
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert... Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
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Cats Loved
My heart loves cats, their demure sense entices
The day with a dominion called country;
Desultory affairs sweetly decide me in the cat,
Comely thoughts from the cat entice me.
This cat, that cat and those worst objects
Become elixirs, of cleverness and clarity.
The signs of ebullience from the feline animals
Are so daily and suddenly rich, that they must be clever.
Life from these feline creatures is ephemeral.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Finger Trips
finger tips
massage caress
circuitous
nips
eager edges rounding
reaching aching
outer lips
master baits
feline fetish fish
dragonfly dancing
on feather-landing
gasping, grasping
grips
Satiate
stroke tip slips
under cover cooing, crying
lower stiff upper lip;
tickling trickling
deluge drenching
flowing feline Frenching-kiss
Heart skip bliss
blowing bouncing boundless backflips,
serpentine successive
stiletto staccato licks
fumbling frenetic fantastic
for-raging
finger trips
copyright R. Resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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Feline Mind
What wonders would I find,
O friend of mine,
If I were to journey into thy mind,
O friend feline?
Everyday the planets would align.
There would be fish and bird a-plenty and fine.
Eighteen hours of sleep everyday,
and time to groom and eat and play!
A window into the feline world art thine eyes,
where it matters not if something dies.
For life is for fun and games,
but alas! O my friend, thou hast no dame!
poem by Soren Valentine
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Cutter Cat Vs. The Jets
I met an alley cat
Pussyfootin around
Til the break of dawn
Found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my hands
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
House cat
You really got it made
Sleepin all night
And perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my bed
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
Some bad cats from 4th Street
Come down to our alley
Well we say that's cool
But just stay away from me and my boys
Eyes clash
And claws slash
And green-eyed fur goes flyin
Midnight
Catfight
Neckbite
Die
When you're a Jet
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
Til your last dyin day
When you're a Jet
Let 'em do what they can
Little boy
song performed by Alice Cooper from School's Out
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Gutter Cat Vs. The Jets
I met an alley cat
Pussyfootin' around
Till the break of dawn
Found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my hands
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
Meow
House cat
You really got it made
Sleepin' all night
And perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn't get the blood off my bed
She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain't even in heat for a month
Meow
Mrreow
Meow
Meow
Meow
Some bad cats from 4th Street
Come down to our alley
Well, we say that's cool
But just stay away from me and my boys
Eyes clash
And claws slash
And green-eyed fur goes flyin'
Midnight
Cat fight
Neck bite
Die
When you're a jet, you're a jet all the way
From your first cigarette till your last dyin' day
When you're a jet, let 'em do what they can
Little boy, you got friends, you're a family man
The jets are in gear
They're always well respected
You're never alone
When company's expected
You're well-protected
Here come the jets like a bat out of hell
Somone gets in our way
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song performed by Alice Cooper
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Scarlet Pussy
Once upon a time in the land of fever, there lived a scarlet pussy
This kitty cat of fine descent, was cherished by her mother
Who wouldnt let another, pet her, unless he was qualified
Every 1st of the month this pretty feline got the hots
And thats when the neighborhood (d-d-dogs)
Theyd line up around the block
Meow
When my little scarlet feline roars
The locals come around (come around)
When they see the scarlet light
They know its time to come chase her down (chase her down)
Lo and behold the fantastical way
In which their bodies groove
My scarlet pussys furry magic alters any mood
Scarlet pussy (its cool)
Scarlet pussy
Pussycat, pussycat
Wherefore art thou, puppy?
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over her sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
Every dog would try his lines
To get pussys attention ([...])
All they want is so exposed
In ways too gross to mention (eew!)
Green virgin teenager
A filthy rich yuppie
Pussycat pussycat
Wherefore art thou puppy?
Scarlet pussy
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over your sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
Meow
Now whats going on?
Oh, no, man, look out!
Somebody come get this meow-meow of my leg!
Meow!
Scarlet pussy
Pussycat pussycat
Wherefore art thou, puppy?
Meow
She can make u crazy if ure too close to her heat
She can make u sad when ure happy as can be
She can make u shoot your ego all over her sheets
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
All is hers in love and war, my little scarlet pussy
She can make u happy, she can make u sad
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song performed by Prince
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Cats Are
cats are
they come go
accept reject
in independent thought
in secret feline thought
loyal to moments in time
enjoying totally in luxury
exultation of comfort purring
day vision night vision shifts
shifting in time
shifting in mind
shifting in mood
light changes seen through
optical shifts in feline slit eyes
adjusting light sound perception
living moments lapping contentment
changes changes of timeless sleep
poem by Terence George Craddock
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