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I don't like to use 'gourmet' because it has become so overused and abused.

quote by Arthur Schwartz
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I Remember The Used

I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.

Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,

The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.

The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.

An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.

This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.

The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.

poem by Eric Adams
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Maybe

Maybe you could take a lil' piece of my pain
Maybe you can make it all feel the same
Maybe you can burn this night in my brain
Maybe you can find someone else to blame
For all this pain
Maybe
Maybe you could tell me about your worst fear
Don't say it out loud, whisper in my ear
Ain't never felt nothing' like this here
Maybe you can see things a lil' more clear
Dry away your tear
I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my namea piece of my pain
Maybe
Maybe we can talk about all my dreams
Watch them all come apart at the seams
Sometimes when it rains it really teams
Sometimes they cut diamonds with laser beams..whatever that means
I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my timethat would be fine
Maybe
I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my namea piece of my pain
Maybe

song performed by Everlast
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These Are Just Years

i thought home is where we went when we fell out of favour
ive since learned that home is where we go to learn what favours are
home is a language we all understand
and this is how the language came to me
i realise
home is where we dont feel things
fortune has arranged that the language wont abandon us
it never will abandon us
if you dont miss your home
i cant remember much about my home
when im away from...
home, where were welcome
we appear to be like you
the were welcome when we
appear to be alike
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes no match for a word
ever existence
the more you go on the same as before
the more you light up the same as this time
the more you sing
all your songs about
all your...
living in fiction
is much more better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes much better than words
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
then homes no better than words
im in fiction [x6]
and what i see it seems so standard
it always seems that youre left stranded [x6]
why dont you look beond
the village wall?
look beyond the village wall
weve got four walls at home
got four walls at home
and these walls around your head
thats what they are
theyre walls around your head
an empty head is creative
and direct me
to where you come from
and what you thought you knew
where you come from
[?]

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song performed by Idlewild
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No New Booty Will Be Oopsed

So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
With a feeling they've been duped away,
From a loop loosened...
Someone else has coped to scooped.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.

And there they are...
Living with a distant lover.
Who should not be so distant,
But there to be home with them undercover.
Knowing there is another,
Sharing that lover!

No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.

No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.

So many people find it hard at night to sleep.
And left by a lover,
Creeping to be with another sneaky sleaze.
But...
No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.

No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.

No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Not this time,
With the use of fresh excuses.

No new booty will be oopsed!
No.
Or a duped hoodwinking,
Overused to abuse.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Host

Ive read you well
I just want to get away
Cos you used my love
I just need to get away
My trust in you has been abused
My trust in you has been overused
Sick of this space
Wish we could be far away
Cos I wasted all my youth
Ill never see it again
My trust in you has been abused
My trust in you has been overused
Why can you get everything?
Can you tell me why I just want to run away?
Can you tell me why I just want to get away?
I just want to get away...
I just wanted too much
I wish we could be far away
And if my wish comes true
Youll never see me again

song performed by Muse
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Deepness In The Throat

Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate

Look at yourself making so many miscalculations
In your proclamations
As am I
We speak, we learn
We follow through
Like an oppression upon the chest
Looky their its sitting on that shelf
Just reach for it.

Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate

Bang bang the drugs take effect
Are you hallucinating yet.
Don't fret
You'll be soon enough
Think you got it rough
Come on now be tough
Stand up for yourself
Emotional distrust

Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.

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poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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To Enact

To use statistics like fanatics.
To control and to attack!
With one purpose to achieve...
The holding of 'some' people back!

To enact...
A meaningful existence.
To enact...
A control without resistance.
To enact...
A rule no one refuses.
No matter who's abused.
Or who's left to be confused!

To enact...
A meaningful existence.
To enact...
A control without resistance.
To enact...
A rule no one refuses.
No matter who's abused.
Or who's left to be confused!

To use statistics like fanatics.
To control and to attack!
With one purpose to achieve...
The holding of 'some' people back!
And this is done effectively...
To hide this as a fact!

To enact...
A meaningful existence.
To enact...
A control without resistance.
To enact...
A rule no one refuses.
No matter who's abused.
Or who's left to be confused!

To enact...
A meaningful existence.
To enact...
A control without resistance.
To enact...
A rule no one refuses.
No matter who's abused.
Or who's left to be confused!

To enact,
Like a coup...

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sticks And Stones

People talkin', tryin' to break us up
Why don't they let us be
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But talk don't bother me
(No) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
When they know that I love you so
So I don't care what the people might say
I'm never gonna let you go
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed
I've been abused (I've been abused)
In my heart (I've been accused)
I've been accused (I've been accused)
I've been rebuked and I've been stomped
(Well) People talkin', tryin' to break us up
They're scandalizing my name
They'll say anything just to make me feel bad
They'll say anything to make me shamed

song performed by Elvis Costello
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To be a gourmet you must start early, as you must begin riding early to be a good horseman. You must live in France, your father must have been a gourmet. Nothing in life must interest you but your stomach.

quote by Ludwig Bemelmans
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Lines Written In The Fannie Farmer Cookbook

[Given to Frank Bidart]

You won't become a gourmet* cook
By studying our Fannie's book--
Her thoughts on Food & Keeping House
Are scarcely those of Lévi-Strauss.
Nevertheless, you'll find, Frank dear,
The basic elements** are here.
And if a problem should arise:
The Soufflé fall before your eyes,
Or strange things happen to the Rice
--You know I love to give advice.

Elizabeth
Christmas, 1971

* Forbidden word
** Forbidden phrase

P.S. Fannie should not be underrated;
She has become sophisticated.
She's picked up many gourmet* tricks
Since the edition of '96.

poem by Elizabeth Bishop
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Gourmet Cuisine

If you can live my life,
Better than I can...
Don't discuss it over dinner.
Or bring it up when eating cake.

If you can live my life better,
Then by all means...
Relate!

My life is not sipped from the finest crystal.
Or prepared on exquisite boned China plates.
Even though I have a weakness,
For gourmet cuisine that's great.

If you can live my life,
Better than I can...
Don't discuss it over dinner.
After eating baked cake you ate.
If you can live my life better...
Don't fake it.
Relate.

My life is not sipped from the finest crystal.
Or prepared on exquisite boned China plates.
Even though I have a weakness,
For gourmet cuisine that's great.
And...
If you're not going to eat that fried chicken wing,
Pass it here I'll take it.
Before my appetite is wasted.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tesla

"Genius" A word that's mostly overused
Once in a while real genius does appear
Though he was misunderstood and abused
Nicola Tesla remained humble and sincere

ROTMS

View ROTMS writings, images and video at;

rotms.blogspot.com

poem by Ray Lucero
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Alone.....

... is such a much abused,
molested than ever
overused, cliche
of the century, spoken
by the majority,
a cancer, a lump,
a freckle, a wound,
a scar, but no matter
how i hate this,

my God, it is still
poetic!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of Sparks And Hearts

of what can we claim
that we say deep from our
hearts?

love? overused, abused,
molested, that is what people always
say
sometimes without meaning
anymore
cliches, cliches,

nothing of that spark
for those that come from the heart
without even trying
hard to say it

its the hug that speaks
the kiss that seals
the hand that touches the
shoulder
the eyes that see not
what we are
not

what can we see from
the heart?
veins, blood,
muscles.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Things With Stories Of Their Own

overused
lipstick, abused plate and spoon,
molested carpets,
a breakdown of shattered
glasses in the living room,
wasted wine,
roasted pork,
over fried chicken legs
egg broiled
with black sulfur
smoked chimney,
candle floors, oiled skins,
dyed hair
snake pit, outgrown shoes,
dry leaves, crying babies,
foul socks, suckers,
milestones, limestone.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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(LBB) Man Created the Poem

In the beginning Man created the poem
And it was good

In the end Man saw what he had done
What the poem had become and like poetry
He killed himself

Man saw the poem was without form,
And man said, let there be stanzas and man divided the words
And man saw the poem that it was good but could be better?
And then Man said let there be...
Meter
Verse
Rhythm
Rhyme
Cyn icism
Sarcasm
Subtleties
Innuendo
Imp lications
Alliteration
Repetition
Humor
Humor
Sadness
Sadness
Irony
And you still didn’t get it so

In the midst of what he had created
Man lost his way
Lost control of what he had made
And Said let there be competition
And from that last attempt to save a culture:

Pretentiousness
Arrogance
Ignorance
Flash and flare
Visuals
Over-over exaggeration
The same ol’ song and dance
Lies
Overused and abused
Superficial subject matter

In the end Man saw the poem, that it wasn’t good or bad
It
Just was…
Man saw the pome, that it was the same

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poem by Emily K. Courtney
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One

I am the biggest hypocrite
I've been undeniably jealous
I have been loud and pretentious
I have been utterly threatened
I've gotten candy for my self-interest
the sexy treadmill capitalist
heaven forbid I be criticized
heaven forbid I be ignored

I have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
I've been out of reach and separatist
heaven forbid average (whatever average means)
I have compensated for my days
of powerlessness

I have abused my so-called power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one

did you just call her amazing?
surely we both can't be amazing!
and give up my hard earned status
as fabulous freak of nature?

I have abused my power forgive me
you mean we actually are all one
one one one one one one one
always looked good on paper
sounded good in theory

song performed by Alanis Morissette from Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie
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London

I hate you
The things you do
I love you
The things you do
And we've got things so confused
I feel neglected and abused
Man, you've got me so confused
Cause I'm so caught up in you
So I I've got London on my mind
Did you cry another time?
I've got London on my mind
Did you look so satisfied?
I hate you
The things you do
I love you
The things you do
And we've got things so confused
I feel neglected and abused
Man, you've got me so confused
Cause I'm so caught up in you
So I I've got London on my mind
Did you cry another time?
I've got London on my mind
Did you look so satisfied?
I hate you
The things you do
I love you
The things you do
And we've got things so confused
I feel neglected and abused
Man, you've got me so confused
Cause I'm so caught up in you
So I I've got London on my mind
Did you cry another time?
I've got London on my mind
Did you look so satisfied?

song performed by Bowling For Soup
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Mental

Its like Im dressed up in my mothers clothing
Its like Im talking to a voice that doesnt exist
Its like I got a wire crossed upstairs
But all I want is just a little truth and thats it
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Another anchor man is on the t.v.
Hes got that far away and vacant look in his eyes
I turn the channel but nothings changing
The only truth is that everythings a lie
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Theres truth in everything
Theres truth in lies
With all this knowledge
I think Im gonna be wise
They say Im mental but Im just confused
Thay say Im mental but Ive been abused
They say Im mental cause Im not amused my it all
Not at all
Not at all

song performed by Eels
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I Came Back From The Jaws Of The Dragon

I came back from the jaws of
The dragon
I came back to your heart again
I came back from the jaws of
The dragon
I came back to your dream again
Maybe for the first time it wont be
The last time
I came back to your heart again
I came back through the jaws of
The dragon
I came back to tell you where I been
If I was sandanista ohh I would
Assassinate
Somebody who abused abused abused
His mighty mighty privilege
But then somebody would
Assassinate me
For abusing my mighty mighty
Privilege
Cant spend the time on the holes
Got to eatcher donut and forget
About the holes
Dont forget or you might fall in
You got to concentrate concentrate
Concentrate
Im over the line
Im over the line
Im over the line
Im over the line
Dont feel so badly about current
Anxiety
About your frustrations emotional
Uncertainty
Thats the way youre supposed to feel
Thats the way they want you to
Feel
Dissatisfaction dissatisfaction
Massive demoralization family unit
Breakdown
Youre supposed to believe that war
Is imminent
That crime soars and chaos prevails
Then they give you a moment of
Sweet sweet peace
And you become so happy you dont
Send them to jail
Chorus

song performed by Jefferson Starship
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