There is no question you get pumped up by the recognition. Then a self-loathing sets in when you realise you're enjoying it.
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Loath and Fear
If I would rely on phrenology,
Or science, or mythology,
I'd burn down this damned city
And disembark in a conclusion
Of the ugly veracity:
I loathe everything!
I fear everything!
I loathe that I am writing about loathing
And I fear that I might lose every one
Though I barely have anyone,
So I loathe even more on this fear.
I loathe that I write about myself all the time, and
I fear that I might not be writing at all
I loathe that I would narrate a story
In the surreal slopes of enigma, and
I fear, afterwards, that no one will pry
To understand or even console.
I loathe that my mouth cannot mouth
What my hands opted to write, and
I fear that my hands aren't equipped
To write what I cannot mouth.
I loathe even more that I build walls
For people to beat down and divulge
The forlorn boy inside, and yet
I fear to be found.
And I loathe to the point of breaking
That no one ever cared to pry
And that makes me shudder in fear, and
I fear this kind of loathing
And loathe this kind of fear.
I loathe that I cannot gain readers, and
I fear that I may never have
I loathe that readers appreciates the writing
But not the congealed brook
Between the lines of it, and
I fear that they might not even
Appreciate the spilled blood
In every line of it.
I loathe, I fear,
That apart from writing
I am never good at anything
Except maybe from fearing and loathing.
I loathe that I blame the past
For making me loathe a lot, and
For making me fear a lot
For making me loathe sports, and
For making me fear trying
And all the brusquely recreations
And the shame of failing.
I loathe, I fear,
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poem by Norman Santos
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13 Question Method
(chuck berry)
Now, the thirteen question method is the one to use
Listen to me!
Thirteen question method is the one to use
Im saying that the thirteen question method is the one you gotta use
If you wanna have some fun
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
Uhn!
Question number one: you wanna have fun, uh hun
Question number two: what to do ?
Lets see!
Question number three: wanna go out and eat burger with me ?
God almighty!
For the thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the question number five: dont give me no jive this morning
Question number six: dont try no tricks, this evening
Question number seven: Ill pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby
And question number eight: its a date
Thats question number nine: where to dine, this evening ?
Question number ten: ah, can we get in ?
Question number eleven: gonna be just like heaven ?
God almighty!
Question number twelve: we get by ourselves ?
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
And she says ah...
She says...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna have some fun
cause the...
song performed by Ry Cooder
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A Night With You
When I Pick you up, I tell myself I am going to enjoy this night with you,
When we Sit across from each other at dinner, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When you hold my hand and we sit and talk, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When you are out there on the dance floor I'm watching you move so elegant and sexy, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When I come up behind you and turn you around, you look at me with them passion blue eyes, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When you kiss me so softly with your sexy silky lip, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When it time to take you home I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When you kiss me good night and I watch you walk away, I tell myself I'm enjoying this night with you,
When I driving home I think to myself, how I enjoy my night with you,
When I laying in bed, wishing that I can enjoy the rest of my night with you,
When I woke up in the morning I realize what just happen, that I just enjoy the most wonderful night with you.
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There is no question you get pumped up by the recognition. Then a self-loathing sets in when you realize you're enjoying it.
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A Free Green Grass Of Home Towards
(1)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(2)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(3)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(4)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(5)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(6)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
fields
Greem grass of free mind-sets
(7)
Free To Freedom To Indenpendence To Demoracy
The bsae line is 'Free' in the sense of financial cases and socio-political
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Bullies On Vacation
A bully enjoying his vacation
Oblivious to all our confrontations
Speaking fondly of his junior years
When I was fighting tears
A bully enjoying his vacation
I can taste the anger and the hate
I have come to set the record straight
Twenty years seems long enough to wait
A bully enjoying his vacation
Cruising with my nemesis on high seas
Five drinks, he doesnt recognize me
Full of anticipation
I dont notice his depression
Cruising with my nemesis on high seas
My act of concern is just to tease
Im about to send him to his knees
So close to force him begging please
He mentions terminal disease
A bully enjoying his vacation
And how he feels someone is dangling
His vile existence on a string
And now the sea hes conquering
Knows he can conquer anything
A bully enjoying his vacation
Aware of his terminal condition
Frustrated by my indecision
Knowing Id regret this very day
I hit him anyway
Aware of his terminal condition
Once again, he got the best of me
I left him conquering the sea
A bully enjoying his vacation
song performed by Verve Pipe
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Homeworld
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Nothing can take us far enough
Emotion... far enough together
As the light shines so bright
Bright enough to let us in
Nothing can bridge our souls
Devotion... fast enough together
As the power proves you right
Right enough to let you begin
So many displaced among the future dreamers
Realised their doubles
Took a new step
A question of origin
Only in the recent past
Seeking for to realise
Skyward shone
Like beacons
A question of origin
Ten thousand millions free
To the westward light
The dreamers represent
This arc of peace
As the poets entranced
The anchor redeemed
Secrets of science
The history of the future
Was surely made
Just what keeps us so alive
Just what makes us realise
Our home
Is our world, our life
Home is our world
Nothing can take us far enough
Emotion... far enough together
As the light shines so bright
Bright enough to let us in
Nothing can bridge our souls
Devotion... fast enough together
As the power proves you right
Right enough to let you begin
Speak so fast to the prophets
Of the living
Looking for the signs
Spanning out the centuries
Search for truth
Ancient ones... they watch
And listen
Carry our wishes
Took upon themselves to guide us
Through the endless skies
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Homeworld
Anderson/squire/howe/white/sherwood/khoroshev
Nothing can take us far enough
Emotion... far enough together
As the light shines so bright
Bright enough to let us in
Nothing can bridge our souls
Devotion... fast enough together
As the power proves you right
Right enough to let you begin
So many displaced among the future dreamers
Realised their doubles
Took a new step
A question of origin
Only in the recent past
Seeking for to realise
Skyward shone
Like beacons
A question of origin
Ten thousand millions free
To the westward light
The dreamers represent
This arc of peace
As the poets entranced
The anchor redeemed
Secrets of science
The history of the future
Was surely made
Just what keeps us so alive
Just what makes us realise
Our home
Is our world, our life
Home is our world
Nothing can take us far enough
Emotion... far enough together
As the light shines so bright
Bright enough to let us in
Nothing can bridge our souls
Devotion... fast enough together
As the power proves you right
Right enough to let you begin
Speak so fast to the prophets
Of the living
Looking for the signs
Spanning out the centuries
Search for truth
Ancient ones... they watch
And listen
Carry our wishes
Took upon themselves to guide us
Through the endless skies
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One Day
Knifing my way through a diamond mine
Dragging those rocks
From seabed to shoreline
Rubies and sapphires on emerald bay
Stretching across the milky way
One day... one day
Prospecting gold and staking my claim
But the only thing I treasure
Is hearing your name
Most everyone dreams diamonds and furs
I dream of love and baby its yours
One day... one day
One day youll realise
Youll see it on her eyes
No room for alibis - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
One day... one day... one day soon baby
They say that your life is an open book
Well I just wrote a chapter so take a look
Cant blame it on fate or destiny
Now that your book... it features me
One day... one day
One day youll realise
Youll see it in her eyes
No room for alibis - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
One day... one day... one day soon baby
Hardly a day goes by without me thinking of you
No matter how hard I try you cant escape a dream
Living my life - in the lap of luxury
Living my life - confuse me... confuse me babee
One day youll realise
Ill see it in your eyes
No room for compromise - one day... one day...
One day youll realise
Feel me materialise
Youll see your just a fool to leave me
You cant shake a dream - how I wish that you could
One day your mine get that understood
Until then each night I shall pray
For a love that lasts forever and...
One day... one day
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Respectable Street
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
Now they talk about absorption,
In cosmopolitan proportions to their daughters,
As they speak of child prevention,
And immaculate receptions on their portable,
Sony entertainment centres.
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
Now she speak about diseases,
And which proposition pleases best her old man,
Avon lady fills the creases,
When she manages to squeeze in past the caravans,
That never move from their front gardens.
It's in the order of their hedgerows,
It's in the way their curtains open and close,
It's in the look they give you down their nose,
All part of decency's jigsaw i suppose.
Sunday church and they look fetching,
Saturday night saw him stretching over our fence,
Bang the wall for me to turn down,
I can see them with their stern frown,
As they dispense the kind of look that says they're perfect.
Heard the neighbour slam his car door,
Don't he realise this is respectable street?
What d'you think he bought that car for?
'cause he realise this is respectable street
song performed by Xtc
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The Corsair
'O'er the glad waters of the dark blue sea,
Our thoughts as boundless, and our soul's as free
Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam,
Survey our empire, and behold our home!
These are our realms, no limits to their sway-
Our flag the sceptre all who meet obey.
Ours the wild life in tumult still to range
From toil to rest, and joy in every change.
Oh, who can tell? not thou, luxurious slave!
Whose soul would sicken o'er the heaving wave;
Not thou, vain lord of wantonness and ease!
whom slumber soothes not - pleasure cannot please -
Oh, who can tell, save he whose heart hath tried,
And danced in triumph o'er the waters wide,
The exulting sense - the pulse's maddening play,
That thrills the wanderer of that trackless way?
That for itself can woo the approaching fight,
And turn what some deem danger to delight;
That seeks what cravens shun with more than zeal,
And where the feebler faint can only feel -
Feel - to the rising bosom's inmost core,
Its hope awaken and Its spirit soar?
No dread of death if with us die our foes -
Save that it seems even duller than repose:
Come when it will - we snatch the life of life -
When lost - what recks it but disease or strife?
Let him who crawls enamour'd of decay,
Cling to his couch, and sicken years away:
Heave his thick breath, and shake his palsied head;
Ours - the fresh turf; and not the feverish bed.
While gasp by gasp he falters forth his soul,
Ours with one pang - one bound - escapes control.
His corse may boast its urn and narrow cave,
And they who loath'd his life may gild his grave:
Ours are the tears, though few, sincerely shed,
When Ocean shrouds and sepulchres our dead.
For us, even banquets fond regret supply
In the red cup that crowns our memory;
And the brief epitaph in danger's day,
When those who win at length divide the prey,
And cry, Remembrance saddening o'er each brow,
How had the brave who fell exulted now!'
II.
Such were the notes that from the Pirate's isle
Around the kindling watch-fire rang the while:
Such were the sounds that thrill'd the rocks along,
And unto ears as rugged seem'd a song!
In scatter'd groups upon the golden sand,
They game-carouse-converse-or whet the brand:
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Fifth Book
AURORA LEIGH, be humble. Shall I hope
To speak my poems in mysterious tune
With man and nature,–with the lava-lymph
That trickles from successive galaxies
Still drop by drop adown the finger of God,
In still new worlds?–with summer-days in this,
That scarce dare breathe, they are so beautiful?–
With spring's delicious trouble in the ground
Tormented by the quickened blood of roots.
And softly pricked by golden crocus-sheaves
In token of the harvest-time of flowers?–
With winters and with autumns,–and beyond,
With the human heart's large seasons,–when it hopes
And fears, joys, grieves, and loves?–with all that strain
Of sexual passion, which devours the flesh
In a sacrament of souls? with mother's breasts,
Which, round the new made creatures hanging there,
Throb luminous and harmonious like pure spheres?–
With multitudinous life, and finally
With the great out-goings of ecstatic souls,
Who, in a rush of too long prisoned flame,
Their radiant faces upward, burn away
This dark of the body, issuing on a world
Beyond our mortal?–can I speak my verse
So plainly in tune to these things and the rest,
That men shall feel it catch them on the quick,
As having the same warrant over them
To hold and move them, if they will or no,
Alike imperious as the primal rhythm
Of that theurgic nature? I must fail,
Who fail at the beginning to hold and move
One man,–and he my cousin, and he my friend,
And he born tender, made intelligent,
Inclined to ponder the precipitous sides
Of difficult questions; yet, obtuse to me,–
Of me, incurious! likes me very well,
And wishes me a paradise of good,
Good looks, good means, and good digestion!–ay,
But otherwise evades me, puts me off
With kindness, with a tolerant gentleness,–
Too light a book for a grave man's reading! Go,
Aurora Leigh: be humble.
There it is;
We women are too apt to look to one,
Which proves a certain impotence in art.
We strain our natures at doing something great,
Far less because it's something great to do,
Than, haply, that we, so, commend ourselves
As being not small, and more appreciable
To some one friend. We must have mediators
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poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning from Aurora Leigh (1856)
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Vibeology
(p. lord / s. st. victor / v.j. smith)
Ooh work it baby
A give me that vibe
Uh what is it?
Chorus:
Ya got that vibeology
That v-i-b-eology
Your body is pumped
Next to me
Ya got that sensuality
And oh I love what ya do
When ya do what ya do
Ya got me pumped
In the groove
When ya move
Im in a funky way im
Im in a funky way im
Horny horns!!
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibeology
Vibeology now what is that?
Well its the study
Of the chemistry
Between you and me.
Chorus
Vibeology
Feelings you send me
Vibeology
A funky beat and then hes
Ooh
Vibeology
Oh the vibes the vibes
Vibeology
Ayee, ayee...
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibe
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Vibeology
Those vibes they keep
Getting to me
I dont know what to do
A give me that vibe
Im in a funky way
Oh Im in a
A give me that vibe
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song performed by Paula Abdul
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Untamed
We've done the "porch swing love" so long i can't remember my name
Back and forth nice and slow 'till we get real close and you still want to wait
I'm not sayin that it's a big waste of time
It's been great been a lot of fun
But i'm about to go of like a loaded gun
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
Now you don't have to second guess this thing or try to figure it out
It doesn't matter how, or where, or when, or why
It's gonna happen by itself
How you ever gonna know unless you give it a try
I dare you to just let it go
I bet ya turn into a wild animal
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
A fire cracker ain't what i like
It's gotta blow like dynamite
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
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Untamed
We've done the "porch swing love" so long i can't remember my name
Back and forth nice and slow 'till we get real close and you still want to wait
I'm not sayin that it's a big waste of time
It's been great been a lot of fun
But i'm about to go of like a loaded gun
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
Now you don't have to second guess this thing or try to figure it out
It doesn't matter how, or where, or when, or why
It's gonna happen by itself
How you ever gonna know unless you give it a try
I dare you to just let it go
I bet ya turn into a wild animal
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
A fire cracker ain't what i like
It's gotta blow like dynamite
All i want is a pumped up jacked up screamin' like a mustang
Kick me in my gut thing
Unleashed passion, fingernail scratchin'
Goin' right into a lot of stuff i can't name
What i want is completely untamed
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The End Of The World
(tennant/lowe)
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Floods of tears and doors slamming
Stamping feet across the landing
Because of your obligation
To stay home and fight
Sitting down to a composition
Test the limits of your inhibition
If the phone hasnt rung by midnight
Its over tonight
If someone tried, youd realise
Its just a boy or a girl
Its not the end of the world
Piles of toast and broken promises
Among the books and pens and reading glasses
It seems theres no escape from the humdrum
Its over and done
If someone tried, youd realise
Its just a boy or a girl
Its not the end of the world
If someone cried, youd sympathise
Its just a boy or a girl
Its not the end of the world
At midnight in desperation
Imagine total teenage destruction
The prophets all predicted extinction
The virgin spoke in apparitions
And if it all came to pass now
You feel wed all deserve it somehow
But if someone tried (youd realise)
Youd realise (and sympathise)
Its just a boy or a girl
Its not the end of the world
If someone cried (youd sympathise)
Youd sympathise (and realise)
Its just a boy or a girl
Its not the end of the world
Its not the end
song performed by Pet Shop Boys
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Some Say
Some say we're never meant to grow up
I'm sure they never knew enough
I know the pressures won't go away
It's too late
Find out the difference somehow
It's too late to even have faith
Don't think things will ever change
You must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Believe me 'cause now's the time to try
Don't wait, the chance will pass you by
Time's up to figure it out
You can't say it's too late
Seems like everything we knew
Turned out were never even true
Don't trust, things will never change
You must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Some say we're better off without
Knowing what life is all about
I'm sure they'll never realise the way
It's too late
Somehow it's different everyday
In some ways it never fades away
Seems like it's never gonna change
I must be dreaming
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
Think before you make up your mind
You don't seem to realise
I can do this on my own
And if I fall I'll take it all
It's so easy after all
Believe me, it's alright
It's so easy after all
Believe me, it's alright
It's so easy after all
song performed by Sum 41
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Vastly The Veldt, The Bush Stretches Out About Me (Idyll) (In Answer To Sir Philip Sidney)
I
Vastly the veldt, the bush stretches out about me
where nature is left to its own existence,
where all kinds of game roam free
and here is nothing to bother with an insistence
and the weary traveller on this earth
can find a new kind of longing, a new kind of hope,
like a kind of refreshing new birth
while thoughts go past the normal human scope
where a person wonders about the creator of things
while serenity is displayed where ever you look,
bees and birds continually sing about happy tidings
and nowhere one can get this experience in a book
that comes as some kind of divine blessing,
you have got to realise that there is more to life and living.
II
You have got to realise that there is more to life and living
that every word and deed leaves a mark, a own impact,
comes as benevolence or a kind of attack,
that there’s more to life that taking and giving
that nature’s innocence and violence draws and sting
and our actions on to it we can never take back,
even our wanderings on a natural track
leaves its mark on mere existing
that somehow nature needs to be left unspoilt
while we live in a kind of ruling arrogance,
this deadly paradise has its own kind of dazzling
while we effect change, like gods live rich and spoilt
while we hide beyond a cloak of ignorance,
seldom do we realise the beauty of the coming spring.
III
Seldom do we realise the beauty of the coming spring
and yet on a farm I have met a rural girl
who brings another feeling to existing, something touching,
while in the veldt sometimes dust clouds whirl
the strange solitariness feels as if it’s alive
and she has taken me to her hidden places,
the places dear to a sweetheart or wife
where violets grow wild, wildflowers have different faces
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XI. Guido
You are the Cardinal Acciaiuoli, and you,
Abate Panciatichi—two good Tuscan names:
Acciaiuoli—ah, your ancestor it was
Built the huge battlemented convent-block
Over the little forky flashing Greve
That takes the quick turn at the foot o' the hill
Just as one first sees Florence: oh those days!
'T is Ema, though, the other rivulet,
The one-arched brown brick bridge yawns over,—yes,
Gallop and go five minutes, and you gain
The Roman Gate from where the Ema's bridged:
Kingfishers fly there: how I see the bend
O'erturreted by Certosa which he built,
That Senescal (we styled him) of your House!
I do adjure you, help me, Sirs! My blood
Comes from as far a source: ought it to end
This way, by leakage through their scaffold-planks
Into Rome's sink where her red refuse runs?
Sirs, I beseech you by blood-sympathy,
If there be any vile experiment
In the air,—if this your visit simply prove,
When all's done, just a well-intentioned trick,
That tries for truth truer than truth itself,
By startling up a man, ere break of day,
To tell him he must die at sunset,—pshaw!
That man's a Franceschini; feel his pulse,
Laugh at your folly, and let's all go sleep!
You have my last word,—innocent am I
As Innocent my Pope and murderer,
Innocent as a babe, as Mary's own,
As Mary's self,—I said, say and repeat,—
And why, then, should I die twelve hours hence? I—
Whom, not twelve hours ago, the gaoler bade
Turn to my straw-truss, settle and sleep sound
That I might wake the sooner, promptlier pay
His due of meat-and-drink-indulgence, cross
His palm with fee of the good-hand, beside,
As gallants use who go at large again!
For why? All honest Rome approved my part;
Whoever owned wife, sister, daughter,—nay,
Mistress,—had any shadow of any right
That looks like right, and, all the more resolved,
Held it with tooth and nail,—these manly men
Approved! I being for Rome, Rome was for me.
Then, there's the point reserved, the subterfuge
My lawyers held by, kept for last resource,
Firm should all else,—the impossible fancy!—fail,
And sneaking burgess-spirit win the day.
The knaves! One plea at least would hold,—they laughed,—
One grappling-iron scratch the bottom-rock
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Lesbian Recognition
Lesbians, get it into your head
No one cares what you do in bed
If you want to get wed
Then so to the alter be led
Everywhere I go
Sexuality and identity
Has become the flow
Gay Rights!
Gay Recognition!
Recognition for touching a female breast
And changing sexuality from east to west
Recognition for kissing a female lip
And for warmly caressing a womans hip
I'm not usually one for condemnation
But what has become of this nation
Where women clap thier hands in celebration
For recognition of artificial insemination
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poem by Sylvia Chidi
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