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Somebody referred to me as a ringleader, which I wouldn't have classed myself as, but anyway, there you go.

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The Translucence Of Charcoal

Today you stopped, looked, and fell
Into your own self-made hell
All brazen, you dared to ring our bell
Knowing that camera's always have a story to tell;
Perched in your car seat surveying...
Perhaps all the while praying-
This is the message that we are conveying:
You cased our chrome window and door...
Looking for more and more-
Not really knowing what might be in store;
You were put up to this task!
Even though you were not wearing any mask
Soon, in the limelight, you shall bask!
Your face and your car
Now a movie, oh shining invasion star! ! !
With us, you shan't get far;
Police know who the ringleader is...
He's up to his neck in illegal biz
And believe us, he is no wiz!
All of his plans are doomed to fizz;
Our back yard isn't any better
Even though you're a brazen go-getter!
We'll get pictures of you down to the letter;
Our bay window has an even bigger surprise...
Past the weeping willow there are even more eyes! ! !
And they tell us no lies;
This is what we have been forced to do
Yes, we will bring charges against all of you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
We will do more than just pursue;
We leave you this message just so that you know...
We are your enemy, you are our foe!
You might want to convey this to your ringleader- - -! ;


By, Theodora Onken

November 17,2012

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For The Crime Of Murder There Is No Defence

The good Lords commandments have been cast to the side,
If you commit murder there's no need to hide,
We no longer heed the words of our God,
With self-interest society has become overawed.

Material goods are more important than health,
Regardless of how you obtain that wealth,
Stealing by force is now classed as routine,
Our society is in the worst state it's ever been.

All religions dictate, thou shalt not kill,
It's a commandment we humans can't seem to fulfill,
Of killings there's always an endless supply,
We've an insatiable appetite to watch others die.

Be it in wars or through mindless disputes,
Violence towards others is what it recruits,
If someone's being killed we just stop and stare,
Fact is nowadays we no longer care.

We see it daily while watching the news,
It's a crime that some lawyers try to excuse,
We no longer see murder as a heinous act,
It's looked on as minor that is a sad fact.

Violence towards others is a daily routine,
We will turn away to avoid being seen,
If you don't enjoy violence you are way out of tune,
From murder and mayhem we've become immune.

From an early age we learn all about death,
How to make someone take that final breath,
From computer games to movies of hate,
Our thirst for killing we find hard to abate.

We're taught that it's wrong but we don't seem to hear,
The destruction of others we no longer fear,
We look upon murder as a way of life,
It doesn't bother us it be it with gun or a knife.

There's no deterrent to killing another,
Conscience nowadays is so easy to smother,
A luxury prison will be your reward,
What happened to living and dying by the sword?

A few years in jail and soon you'll be free,
That's not a punishment I'm sure you'd agree?
Killing for fun is now classed as the norm,
Then the victims are told you need to reform.

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Hound Dog

You aint nothin but a hound dog cryin all the time.
You aint nothin but a hound dog cryin all the time.
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed, well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed, well, that was just a lie.
You aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine.

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Hound Dog

(words & music by jerry leiber - mike stoller)
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
You aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.

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Hound Dog

Jerry leiber - mike stoller
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time.
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
When they said you was high classed,
Well, that was just a lie.
You aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine.

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Hound Dog

Music :leiber
Lyrics:stoller
You aint nothing but a hound dog
Crying all the time
You aint nothing but a hound dog
Crying all the time
You aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine
When they said you was high classed
It was just a lie
When they said you was high classed
It was just a lie
You aint never caught a rabbit
And you aint no friend of mine

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Hound Dog

(jerry lieber / mike stoller)
* you aint nothin but a hound dog
Just cryin all the time
You aint nothin but a hound dog
Cryin all the time
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine
* repeat
** repeat
Well they said you was high classed
Well, that was just a lie
Yeah! they said you was high classed
Well, that was just a lie
Girl you aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine
* repeat
Well, you aint never caught a rabbit and you aint no friend of mine

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Cool Dry Place

Well I woke up this morning
The place was such a reck
I couldnt reach the bathroom
Thought Id better clear the deck
I tried to call the lawyer
And ask him what to do
He referred me to his doctor
Who referred me back to you
And when you checked the manual
You kept in side the case
It said put it in a cool dry place
I drove around the city
Looking for a room
That was high above the water
Where my things could be in tune
There was no one to help me
Nobody even cared
I had to got through hell
To get those things up there
I paid my first subscription
Then I joined the idle race
And they said store it in a cool dry place
I got guitar, basses, amplifiers and drums
Accordions and mandolis and things that sometimes hum
Cymbals and harmonicas, capos by the score
And lots of things in boxes laying all around the floor
Some places they get mildew
And others get too hot
Some places are so damp that
Everything you got just rots
All kinds of condensation
Directories of the rain
Theres not much compensation
When everythings been stained
Some have sentimental value that
Cannot be erased
Go store it in a cool dry place
We got solids and acoustics
And some from flowered board
And some are trimmed in leather
And some are made with gourds
Theres organs and trombones
And reverbs we can use
Lots of dx-7s
And old athletic shoes
I bought a great big building
It took up one whole block
I made an inventory
Of all the things in stock
The place was getting longer

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A real poet and person

Sometimes person is credited with split personality
He is best known by his integrity and quality
Still at given point of time that rattles the theory
The reasons advanced are numerous and many

Poets are referred to as not real and imaginary
They are not down to earth and true visionary
It is claimed that they are living in dreamy land
Where ships sail without water on sand

The moon will have all the beautiful shapes
Stars may have all the shines under different names
The sky may house them in basket and present
As family of beautiful objects with shadow of crescent

The Poets have heart of living man and not that of goat
Even though referred to as but presents all with fine quote
The God has given him little insight to be romantic
He or she is full of universal love and not that of fanatic

Love may naturally flow through pen or brush
He may prove idealist for ideas to push
No need to hurry up for anything or rush
No standing army required fore rebellion to crush

Do they take all fancy to ordinary persons?
Do they pulsate anything for soil and true sons?
They do have all the feelings for fellow brethren
Most of the time is occupied with main concern

What do they have in their real life to present?
A duality or real face with all the illusions absent
Do they live normal man’s life or suffer under agony?
Do they starve in whole life for the want of money?

I have probed mind several times and have something to state
It may not have been designed for them to have such a fate
Though idealistic and visionary to have realized life very late
It is not as difficult as thought over to maintain the date

In real life they do have lot many concerns to deal
So many aggravated wounds to care for and heal
How can that be done without leading a life with fake seal?
To take part in real show with only aim to cheat and steal

Oh! Still a life to lead on with great motives
To concentrate on earthly things and be selective
No matter how it can be far from real and subjective
The zeal, thrust and provocation is proactive

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Parity on colour

The white prefer being referred to as the white.
The black mind being referred to as the black.
The white have pleasure to refer to the black as black
No parity without psychological evenness.
25.07.2008

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All roses

If there were no flowers to compete
The colors would have been totally unknown
If it were totally rejected and thrown

Every object has been assigned with some recognition
They stand tall with full name and recognition
The mango is considered as all time high and king of fruits
Only for its quality to be felt as full of sweet

As the time moves on, they add some natural quality
Every object and its surrounding has special identity
It is understood by even small kid as to what is referred
They will accept willingly as and when it is offered

Same stands good for flowers too
Some flowers occupy good position and it is very true
They have fragrance and distinct smell to attract
The human mind and nostrils to smell and act

The mind comes to full sense and feels freshness
Everybody knows the source and never try to trace
Some of the flowers boom through out the year
The bees make beautiful sound to be liked by the ears

The roses occupy unique position and considered as king of flowers
It is signified as symbol of love and no one has adverse answers
It is liked by all and aligned with true love and purity
Since it is treated as symbol of love, it has maintained dignity

Many legendry stories evolve around Goddesses
Some of them are known by flowers they possess
Though it has attached lots of importance
There is in it a great deal of substance

There is so much linkage of rose with nature
The very good health has been referred as pink for sure
It has to be handled with delicacy and care
At least everybody is conscious and very much aware

The roses are placed at the feet of God
The beautiful woman adores head with rose
It becomes all the more symbolic
There is strong belief and logic

The beauty has to be protected by thorn
They are weak force and can’t do of their own
So many are sworn enemy and very jealous
They have the problems and face it very continuous

The beauty is to see and not to spoil

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Psychological Warfare

This above all remember: they will be very brave men,
And you will be facing them. You must not despise them.

I am, as you know, like all true professional soldiers,
A profoundly religious man: the true soldier has to be.
And I therefore believe the war will be over by Easter Monday.
But I must in fairness state that a number of my brother-officers,
No less religious than I, believe it will hold out till Whitsun.
Others, more on the agnostic side (and I do not contemn them)
Fancy the thing will drag on till August Bank Holiday.

Be that as it may, some time in the very near future,
We are to expect Invasion ... and invasion not from the sea.
Vast numbers of troops will be dropped, probably from above,
Superbly equipped, determined and capable; and this above all,
Remember: they will be very brave men, and chosen as such.

You must not, of course, think I am praising them.
But what I have said is basically fundamental
To all I am about to reveal: the more so, since
Those of you that have not seen service overseas—
Which is the case with all of you, as it happens—this is the first time
You will have confronted them. My remarks are aimed
At preparing you for that.

Everyone, by the way, may smoke,
And be as relaxed as you can, like myself.
I shall wander among you as I talk and note your reactions.
Do not be nervous at this: this is a thing, after all,
We are all in together.

I want you to note in your notebooks, under ten separate headings,
The ten points I have to make, remembering always
That any single one of them may save your life. Is everyone ready?
Very well then.

The term, Psychological Warfare
Comes from the ancient Greek: psycho means character
And logical, of course, you all know. We did not have it
In the last conflict, the fourteen-eighteen affair,
Though I myself was through it from start to finish. (That is point one.)
I was, in fact, captured—or rather, I was taken prisoner—
In the Passchendaele show (a name you will all have heard of)
And in our captivity we had a close opportunity
(We were all pretty decently treated. I myself
Was a brigadier at the time: that is point two)
An opportunity I fancy I was the only one to appreciate
Of observing the psychiatry of our enemy
(The word in those days was always psychology,
A less exact description now largely abandoned). And though the subject

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Glad They Have Been Abandoned

Have you yet grown sick of it?
Women referred to as pitbulls.
And men in politics stating openly...
The opposite sex,
Are lipstick wearing pigs!

Ladies and gentlemen,
Regardless of what you might think!
But those of you who are still among the conscious...
Have to agree,
While this is going on...
The quality of life for all,
Is nearing the edge to a close call.
And about to fall off the brink!

Isolated and united in racist remarks.
Increases to diminish common sense!
Leaders are focused on catfight brawls...
While a once great nation,
Is showing a greater taste for sensations that stagnate.

Have you yet grown sick of it?
Women referred to as pitbulls.
And men in politics stating openly...
The opposite sex,
Are lipstick wearing pigs!

And those who proclaimed these days would come...
Seem to be the only ones keeping their distance.
Since they have long been slandered and ostracized.
And clearly peaceful beings,
Who are glad they have been abandoned!

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I Smiled And Nodded

'I am losing the freshness of my garden, '
She said.
Staring at me as she reached for my hand.
And anticipating my response.

'This time of the year,
I would begin to smell my roses bloom.'

I smiled and nodded.
And grateful I was to keep my lips sealed.
Because the bush I thought she referred to...
Began to show signs of drying out,
Long before her admission.

'Do you remember how fragrant it use to be?
With just one sniff I was re-energized.'

~Yep!
I remember my addiction to sniffing that freshness.~

'Would you stop it.
You never helped me with the weeding.'

~You're right.
Especially when you stopped,
Softening up the bed.~

'There you go again...
Not paying me any attention.
I am talking about the sweetness of the fragrance.
And you refer to my leg hairs.'

And grateful I was to keep my lips sealed.
Because the bush I thought she referred to...
Began to show signs of drying out,
Long before her admission.
Leg hairs?

~Oh!
So that's how all my razors,
Lost their sharpness.~

'That's 'almost' funny.
You get no 'hees' but a half of a 'ha' with that one.'

~I'm not complaining.
When am I going to get a piece of that? ~

And she removed her hand...
With a daring look.

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The shot heard 20,000 leagues away

A colt has bolted
a man is manning up
like shot from a 45
there was manic in the music
an Indian nap in a city
sound asleep
A ringleader conducting a symphony
of bodies in motion
toward a goal
win was in the w2inde
for it was in his hands
and in his special heart
A man in go few faults
striped necked in the news
in this Peyton place world
we place our faith
in something more than place
our faith is placed in you.

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Metamorphoses: Book The Fifth

WHILE Perseus entertain'd with this report
His father Cepheus, and the list'ning court,
Within the palace walls was heard aloud
The roaring noise of some unruly crowd;
Not like the songs which chearful friends prepare
For nuptial days, but sounds that threaten'd war;
And all the pleasures of this happy feast,
To tumult turn'd, in wild disorder ceas'd:
So, when the sea is calm, we often find
A storm rais'd sudden by some furious wind.
The Story of Chief in the riot Phineus first appear'd,
Perseus The rash ringleader of this boist'rous herd,
continu'd And brandishing his brazen-pointed lance,
Behold, he said, an injur'd man advance,
Stung with resentment for his ravish'd wife,
Nor shall thy wings, o Perseus, save thy life;
Nor Jove himself; tho' we've been often told
Who got thee in the form of tempting gold.
His lance was aim'd, when Cepheus ran, and said,
Hold, brother, hold; what brutal rage has made
Your frantick mind so black a crime conceive?
Are these the thanks that you to Perseus give?
This the reward that to his worth you pay,
Whose timely valour sav'd Andromeda?
Nor was it he, if you would reason right,
That forc'd her from you, but the jealous spight
Of envious Nereids, and Jove's high decree;
And that devouring monster of the sea,
That ready with his jaws wide gaping stood
To eat my child, the fairest of my blood.
You lost her then, when she seem'd past relief,
And wish'd perhaps her death, to ease your grief
With my afflictions: not content to view
Andromeda in chains, unhelp'd by you,
Her spouse, and uncle; will you grieve that he
Expos'd his life the dying maid to free?
And shall you claim his merit? Had you thought
Her charms so great, you shou'd have bravely sought
That blessing on the rocks, where fix'd she lay:
But now let Perseus bear his prize away,
By service gain'd, by promis'd faith possess'd;
To him I owe it, that my age is bless'd
Still with a child: Nor think that I prefer
Perseus to thee, but to the loss of her.
Phineus on him, and Perseus, roul'd about
His eyes in silent rage, and seem'd to doubt
Which to destroy; 'till, resolute at length,
He threw his spear with the redoubled strength
His fury gave him, and at Perseus struck;
But missing Perseus, in his seat it stuck.

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Evils Hidden

Its the nasty little sting of corrupt
Its the morbid fascination of ones mind
A certain kind of psychopathic personality
That bends, their souls, into unkind.

Its the idenity crisis, billowing inside
Its the omnipotentent grandiose of manic
Of such a beast as this
That stirs a whole site and family into panic.

Its the difference in our nationalities
For i am french-norwegian-italian and he, irish
That pulls at his grotesque psyche,
As he turns us, all into his fish.

He has his reasoning down pat
A Philosophical sort of tirade, of heck
About stealing from the poor to feed the rich
When truth be, most all, of we, live pay check to paycheck!

Its his nasty sort of darkness, that taunts
But opens us, once, a blind eye
Do believe, that if Satan is alive on Earth, today
You would find him ablaze, in this guy!

Dedicated to: The Ringleader of Poem Theft
'To clone or not to clone, that is the question'

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Look Good, Feel Good

I sat in Pelligrini’s kitchen writing
when a familiar group
of female customers sat beside me
and talked.

The distaff ringleader said,
I could go for a girl” while
the other late twenty-somethings giggled.

“No really, women look better_than men
smell better... are better communicators_
tactful... idealistic”

And I drifted off dreamily
thinking_“feel nice...
look really good together”_

but my dream turned dark
when I recalled that every man
has looked at a curvacious, vision splendid
and asked “What do they see in us? ”

I woke in fright_
these women were right
women are better
soon all women will realise this
and take up with other women

and the world will be full
of lonely, desperate, dateless
heterosexual men_redundant,
outta work... chasin’ skirt_

if it weren’t for that little thing...

called
sperm.

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Wedding Day at the Circus Tent

She loved the trapeze
He loved the lion tamers
They both loved fried
carbohydrates.

It was a match made
by a ringleader
in a Barnum and Bailey
heaven
a little too lovely to question.

So I was in a groomsman tuxedo
lined up in front of marching elephants
while jugglers on unicycles
wobbled through the aisles
and fire eaters
spat fireballs over the wedding guests
like a thrown bouquet.

I recall bitterness on my part,
and the peaty acidic air
that clung around the growing perimeter of
elephant dung,
constantly churned and softened
by clumsy feet, the stink of corn and waste
reintroduced with every step.

I wish I had the presence of mind
to smell it
at my own wedding.

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Will Rogers

Parades should be classed as a nuisance and participants should be subject to a term in prison.

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