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Anne Baxter was a very good actress, Donna Reid was great. You couldn't name an actress I wasn't crazy about.

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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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Canto the First

I
I want a hero: an uncommon want,
When every year and month sends forth a new one,
Till, after cloying the gazettes with cant,
The age discovers he is not the true one;
Of such as these I should not care to vaunt,
I'll therefore take our ancient friend Don Juan—
We all have seen him, in the pantomime,
Sent to the devil somewhat ere his time.

II
Vernon, the butcher Cumberland, Wolfe, Hawke,
Prince Ferdinand, Granby, Burgoyne, Keppel, Howe,
Evil and good, have had their tithe of talk,
And fill'd their sign posts then, like Wellesley now;
Each in their turn like Banquo's monarchs stalk,
Followers of fame, "nine farrow" of that sow:
France, too, had Buonaparté and Dumourier
Recorded in the Moniteur and Courier.

III
Barnave, Brissot, Condorcet, Mirabeau,
Petion, Clootz, Danton, Marat, La Fayette,
Were French, and famous people, as we know:
And there were others, scarce forgotten yet,
Joubert, Hoche, Marceau, Lannes, Desaix, Moreau,
With many of the military set,
Exceedingly remarkable at times,
But not at all adapted to my rhymes.

IV
Nelson was once Britannia's god of war,
And still should be so, but the tide is turn'd;
There's no more to be said of Trafalgar,
'T is with our hero quietly inurn'd;
Because the army's grown more popular,
At which the naval people are concern'd;
Besides, the prince is all for the land-service,
Forgetting Duncan, Nelson, Howe, and Jervis.

V
Brave men were living before Agamemnon
And since, exceeding valorous and sage,
A good deal like him too, though quite the same none;
But then they shone not on the poet's page,
And so have been forgotten:—I condemn none,
But can't find any in the present age
Fit for my poem (that is, for my new one);
So, as I said, I'll take my friend Don Juan.

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poem by Byron from Don Juan (1824)
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Donna

Oh donna
You made me stand up
You made me sit down, donna
Sit down, donna
Sit down
You made stand up
Donna waiting by the telephone
Donna waiting for the phone to ring
Oh donna
You make me break up
You make me break down, donna
Break down, donna
Break down
You make me break up
Meanwhile waiting by the telephone
Donna is waiting for the phone to ring
Hello, darling
Yes I love you darling
Yes I love you
Oh donna
You made me stand up
You made me sit down, donna
Sit down, donna
Sit down
You make stand up
Donna Id stand on my head for you
Oh my love, my own one
Oh my love, my own one
Donna waiting by the telephone
Donna waiting for the phone to ring
Oh donna
Oh donna
Oh donna
Oh donna
Donna I love you

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Donna

Oh donna
Oh doonna
Oh donna
Oh donna
I had a girl donna was her name
Since she left me
Well Ive never been the same
cause I love my girl
Donna where can you be
And now that youre gone
Im left here all alone
All by myself to wander and roam
How I love my girl
Donna where can you be
Oh donna
Now that youre gone
I dont know what to do
All my love and all my kisses
Were for you, you just you
I had a girl donna was her name
Since shes been gone
Ive never been the same
cause I love my girl
Donna where can you be
Oh donna
Now that youre gone
I dont know what to do
All my love and all my kisses
Were for you
I had a girl donna was her name
Since shes been gone
Ive never been the same
I love my girl
Donna where, where can you be
Oh donna, oh donna, oh donna, oh donna

song performed by Cliff Richard
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The Inauguration of the University College

Good people of Dundee, your voices raise,
And to Miss Baxter give great praise;
Rejoice and sing and dance with glee,
Because she has founded a College in Bonnie Dundee.

Therefore loudly in her praise sing,
And make Dundee with your voices ring,
And give honour to whom honour is due,
Because ladies like her are very few.

'Twas on the 5th day of October, in the year of 1883,
That the University College was opened in Dundee,
And the opening proceedings were conducted in the College Hall,
In the presence of ladies and gentlemen both great and small.

Worthy Provost Moncur presided over the meeting,
And received very great greeting;
And Professor Stuart made an eloquent speech there,
And also Lord Dalhousie, I do declare.

Also, the Right Hon W. E. Baxter was there on behalf of his aunt,
And acknowledged her beautiful portrait without any rant,
And said that she requested him to hand it over to the College,
As an incentive to others to teach the ignorant masses knowledge,

Success to Miss Baxter, and praise to the late Doctor Baxter, John Boyd,
For I think the Dundonians ought to feel overjoyed
For their munificent gifts to the town of Dundee,
Which will cause their names to be handed down to posterity.

The College is most handsome and magnificent to be seen,
And Dundee can now almost cope with Edinburgh or Aberdeen,
For the ladies of Dundee can now learn useful knowledge
By going to their own beautiful College.

I hope the ladies and gentlemen of Dundee will try and learn knowledge
At home in Dundee in their nice little College,
Because knowledge is sweeter than honey or jam,
Therefore let them try and gain knowledge as quick as they can.

It certainly is a great boon and an honour to Dundee
To have a College in our midst, which is most charming to see,
All through Miss Baxter and the late Dr Baxter, John Boyd,
Which I hope by the people of Dundee will long be enjoyed

Now since Miss Baxter has lived to see it erected,
I hope by the students she will long be respected
For establishing a College in Bonnie Dundee,
Where learning can be got of a very high degree.

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poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Senza Una Donna - Without A Woman (feat. Paul Young)

This ain't the way, I spent my mornings baby
come stai?
you been with him, and now you come back my lady
hey, what's he like?
I just sit, and watch the ocean
with myself, even doing my own cookin'
you can laugh, you're forgiven
but I'm no longer frightened to be livin'
Senza una donna,...no more pain and no sorrow
Senza una donna,...I'll make it through tomorrow
Senza una donna,... givin' me torture and bliss
without a woman,...better like this
There is no way, that you can buy me baby
don't make fun
you got to dig, a little deeper baby (in the heart?)
yeah, if you have one
Here's my heart, feel the power
look at me, I'm a flower
you can laugh, you're forgiven
but I'm no longer frightened to be livin'
Senza una donna,...no more pain and no sorrow
Senza una donna,...I'll make it through tomorrow
Senza una donna,... givin' me torture and bliss
ohh i stay here, and watch the ocean
don't know why, I keep on talkin'
you may laugh, you're forgiven
but I'm no longer frightened (maybe) to be livin'
Senza una donna,...no more pain and no sorrow
Senza una donna,...I'll make it through tomorrow
Senza una donna,... givin' me torture and bliss
Without a woman,...vieni qui! come on in
Senza una donna,...I don't know what might follow
Senza una donna,...oh, maybe from tomorrow
Senza una donna,...givin' me torture and bliss

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Sicilian Emigrant’s Song

O—eh—lee! La—la!
Donna! Donna!
Blue is the sky of Palermo;
Blue is the little bay;
And dost thou remember the orange and fig,
The lively sun and the sea breeze at evening?
Hey—la!
Donna! Donna! Maria!

O—eh—li! La—la!
Donna! Donna!
Gray is the sky of this land.
Gray and green is the water.
I see no trees, dost thou? The wind
Is cold for the big woman there with the candle.
Hey—la!
Donna! Donna! Maria!

O—eh—li! O—la!
Donna! Donna!
I sang thee by the blue waters;
I sing thee here in the gray dawning.
Kiss, for I put down my guitar;
I’ll sing thee more songs after the landing.
O Jesu, I love thee!
Donna! Donna! Maria!

poem by William Carlos Williams
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The Case Of Conscience

THOSE who in fables deal, bestow at ease
Both names and titles, freely as they please.
It costs them scarcely any thing, we find.
And each is nymph or shepherdess designed;
Some e'en are goddesses, that move below,
From whom celestial bliss of course must flow.

THIS Horace followed, with superior art:--
If, to the trav'ller's bed, with throbbing heart,
The chambermaid approached, 'twas Ilia found,
Or fair Egeria, or some nymph renowned.

GOD, in his goodness, made, one lovely day,
Apollo, who directs the lyrick lay,
And gave him pow'rs to call and name at will,
Like father Adam, with primordial skill.
Said he, go, names bestow that please the ear;
In ev'ry word let sweetest sound appear.
This ancient law then proves, by right divine,
WE oft are sponsors to the royal line.

WHEN pleasing tales and fables I endite,
I, who in humble verse presume to write,
May surely use this privilege of old,
And, to my fancy, appellations mould.
If I, instead of Anne, should Sylvia say,
And Master Thomas (when the case I weigh)
Should change to Adamas, the druid sage,
Must I a fine or punishment engage?
No, surely not:--at present I shall choose
Anne and the Parson for my tale to use.

WITHIN her village, Anne was thought the belle,
And ev'ry other charmer to excel.
As near a river once she chanced to stray,
She saw a youth in Nature's pure array,
Who bathed at ease within the gliding stream;
The girl was brisk, and worthy of esteem,
Her eyes were pleased; the object gave delight;
Not one defect could be produced in sight;
Already, by the shepherdess adored,
If with the belle to pleasing flights he'd soared,
The god of love had all they wished concealed
None better know what should not be revealed.
Anne nothing feared: the willows were her shade,
Which, like Venetian blinds, a cov'ring made;
Her eyes, howe'er, across had easy view,
And, o'er the youth, each beauty could pursue.

SHE back four paces drew, at first, through shame;

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poem by La Fontaine
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Carrie Ann

The Hollies
Carrie Anne
(Alan Clarke, Tony Hicks & Graham Nash)
Single release 1967
Doo-doo-roo-roo-doot-doot-doo-roo-roo
doo-d-doo-roo-doot-doot-doo-roo-roo
doo-
hey Carrie Anne
hey Carrie Anne
{Allan Clarke vocal:}
When we were at school our games were simple
I played the janitor you played a monitor.
Then you played with older boys and prefects.
What's the attraction in what they're doing?
{All 3 vocal:}
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
{Tony Hicks vocal:}
You're always something special to me.
Quite independent, never caring.
You lost your charm as you were aging
Where is your magic dissappearing?
{All 3 vocal:}
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
{Allan Clarke lead vocal:}
You're so, so like a woman to me
(so like a woman to me)
So (so) so like (so) a woman to me
So like a woman to me.
{interlude}
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
{Graham Nash vocal:}
People live and learn but you're still learning
you use my mind and I'll be your teacher.
When the lesson's over you'll be with me
Then I'll hear the other people saying:
{All 3 vocal:}
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
Hey Carrie Anne, what's your game now
can anybody play?
Carrie Anne (Carrie Anne, Carrie Anne)

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New

We knew.
Anne to come.
Anne to come.
Be new.
Be new too.
Anne to come
Anne to come
Be new
Be new too.
And anew.
Anne to come.
Anne anew.
Anne do come.
Anne do come too, to come and to come not to come and as to
and new, and new too.
Anne do come.
Anne knew.
Anne to come.
Anne anew.
Anne to come.
And as new.
Anne to come to come too.
Half of it.
Was she
Windows
Was she
Or mine
Was she
Or as she
For she or she or sure.
Enable her to say.
And enable her to say.
Or half way.
Sitting down.
Half sitting down.
And another way.
Their ships
And please.
As the other side.
And another side
Incoming
Favorable and be fought.
Adds to it.
In half.
Take the place of take the place of take the place of taking
place.
Take the place of in places.
Take the place of taken in place of places.
Take the place of it, she takes it in the place of it. In the way
of arches architecture.

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poem by Gertrude Stein
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Backstage Queen

Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:klaus meine
Hey little donna, sweet little donna I know
You wanted my love and I gave it to you.
Hey little donna, sweet little donna you know
Goodbye is hello, cos Im on the road.
Take it easy, dont get me wrong,
Just keep me in your dreams.
Take it easy, life goes on
My little backstage queen.
Hey little donna, sweet little donna so good
My feeling with you was all very true.
Hey little donna, sweet little donna you know
Goodbye is hello, cos Im on the road.
Take it easy, dont get me wrong,
Just keep me in your dreams.
Take it easy, life goes on
My little backstage queen.
Hey little donna
Sweet little donna
Goodbye donna ...

song performed by Scorpions
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Senza Una Donna

Non e' cosi' che passo i giorni Baby come stai
Sei stata li e adesso torni Lady Hey, con chi stai
Io sto qui e guardo il mare
sto con me, mi faccio anche da mangiare
si e' cosi', ridi pure, ma non ho piu' pauredi restare
senza una donna
come siamo lontani
senza una donnasto bene anche domani
senza una donna
che m'ha fatto morir
senza una donna
E' meglio cosi'
Non e' cosi' che puoi comprarmi Baby, tu lo sai
E' un po' piu' giu'
che devi andare lady Yes, se ce l'hai
io ce l'ho vuoi da bere
guardami sono un fiore
Be' non proprio cosi', ridi pure, ma
non ho piu' paure di restare
Senza una donna
come siamo lontani
senza una donna
sto bene anche domani
senza una donnache m'ha fatto morir.......
Io sto qui e guardo il mare
ma perche' continuo a parlare
non lo so ridi pure ma
non ho piu' paure di restare
Senza una donna
come siamo lontani
senza una donna
sto bene anche domani
senza una donna
che m'ha fatto morire
senza una donnavieni qui come on here
senza una donna
ora siamo vicini
senza una donna
sto bene anche domani
senza una donna
che m'ha fatto morir.

song performed by Zucchero
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Maybe I'm crazy

I am not Emo
I’m not a Goth
I’m perfectly normal
But I know what it feels to be lost
Stuck in the crowd
Can’t hear a sound
Feels like I’m pushed back in the distance
Can’t come out
Do people see?
Do they believe?
Or am I just crazy from being lonely?

The words burst from my lips as I scream
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
Am I forgotten? Am I just crazy?
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
Somebody hear me
Somebody save me

I check my phone, nobody calls
I can’t help, but feeling so forgot
I put on a show, nobody knows
Where did all the people I used to love, go?
I see a face, forgot its name
But they don’t seem to recognize me, anyway
All of my friends are with somebody else
And now I’m sitting here all by myself
(All by myself)

The words burst from my lips as I scream
(From my lips, as I scream)
But the people around me don’t seem to hear a thing
(But the people, don’t hear a thing)
Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?
(Am I invisible? Am I going crazy?)
The world is acting like they don’t know about me
(Acting like, don’t know about me)
Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?
(Am I forgotten? Am I going crazy?)
Am I just lost? Am I just lonely?
(Am I just lost, maybe I’m lonely)
Somebody hear me
(Somebody near me)
Somebody save me
(Somebody save me)
Or am I just crazy?
Or am I just crazy?

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poem by Sugar Bear
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Not at a Loss Chord - after Adelaide Anne Procter – A Lost Chord

Not at a Loss Chord

Playing one day with my organ,
I was blissful – not ill at ease -
while five fingers wandered wildly
web-cams recording each wheeze.

I know the spot vibrating,
less what I was dreaming then,
but I strummed with both will and spirit
and an “Oh My God! Amen! ”

Adrenaline flowed not vainly
from heart to crimson palm,
as it coursed both veins and spirit
with little akin to calm.

It quieted pain and sorrow,
like love overcoming strife;
it seem[en]ed orgasmic echo
to tune discordant life.

It linked all perplexèd meanings
into one perfect peace,
and trembled away into silence
although I was loth to cease.

I have sought, and I seek not vainly,
that one G spot divine,
which linked my soul to the organ
so manifestly mine.

La petite morte delightful
strikes shivering molten core,
as this little verse insightful
calls for en corps encore!

It may be that Death's bright angel
will speak in that chord again,
for it’s surely in seventh Heaven
one sings “Oh My God! Amen! ”

Parody Adelaide Anne PROCTER – A Lost Chord
8 April 2007

ROBIN Jonathan 1947_2006 robi3_1338_proc1_0001 PXY_MXX Not at a Loss Chord_Playing one day with my organ
A Lost Chord

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

Epigraph

Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

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poem by Robert Browning (1871)
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Power Junkie

Im out of control
I think Im goin crazy
Im out of my mind
You can see it in my eyes
Im lookin for love
In all of your faces
Im lookin for love
I think Im goin crazy
I feel tonight
Were bought and sold
Ah yeah
Think Ill overload
Think Ill overload
Im talkin about crazy
Im talkin about crazy
Im a mad man
I shook up the world
Im a crazy man
Aint that right
This ball of confusion
Too big for the both of us
Get out of my town tonight
Im a mad man
I wanna shake up the world
Im a crazy man
Im goin crazy
Im goin crazy
Suck on my love meat
Now suck on my steed
I gotta go crazy
If you know what I mean
Im goin crazy
Im goin crazy
Im a mad man
Crazy
Im looking for you
Through all of these faces
Waiting so long
I think Im going crazy
Im lookin at you
Feel my direction
A yeah
No reason to survive
Yeah Im talkin bout crazy
Ha ha ha think Im gonna blow
Im a mad man
I shook up the world
Im a crazy man
Aint that right
This ball of confusion

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song performed by Billy Idol
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Donna-get Off That Crack

Donna has a nine year old kid
In another months time shes expecting twins
She says she can quit anytime she likes
But I know shes on a mission tonight
Donna get off that crack says the sign on the third floor flat
Donna get off that crack just say no get your life back
Dont pay no bills dont pay the rent
But you dont forget where the money went
And who will you turn to when the moneys all gone
Youll wonder why, why you were born
Donna get off that crack says the sign on the third floor flat
Donna get off that crack just say no get your life back
Shes down on the dealing floor
She just wants to do one more
One more time and then shell quit
One more dance just one more hit
Remember frank he cut a dash
So much style so much class
Blown away for the coat on his back
The kid that did it sold his coat for crack
Donna get off that crack says the sign on the third floor flat
Donna get off that crack just say no get your life back
Shes down on the dealing floor
She just wants to do one more
One more time and then shell quit
One more dance just one more hit
Donna get off that crack says the sign on the third floor flat
Donna get off that crack just say no get your life back
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music

song performed by Nazareth
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Kitty Reid's House

Air - 'Country Bumpkin.'

Hech! hey! the mirth that was there,
The mirth that was there,
The mirth that was there;
Hech! how! the mirth that was there,
In Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.
There was laughin' and singin', and dancin' and glee
In Kitty Reid's house, in Kitty Reid's house,
There was laughin' and singin', an' dancin' and glee,
In Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.

Hech! hey! the fright that was there,
The fright that was there,
The fright that was there,
Hech! how! the fright that was there,
In Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.
The light glimmer'd in thro' a crack i' the wa',
An' a' body thocht the lift it would fa',
An' lads and lasses they soon ran awa'
Frae Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.

Hech! hey! the dule that was there,
The dule that was there,
The dule that was there,
The birds an' beasts it wauken'd them a',
In Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.
The wa' gaed a hurly and scatter'd them a',
The piper, the fiddler, auld Kitty, an' a',
The kye fell a routin', the cocks they did craw,
In Kitty Reid's house on the green, Jo.

poem by Carolina Oliphant
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Annes Song

hey! what? ? oh nothing, just wondering why it is youre doing
That whatever it is youre doing. oh yeah, why? I dunno it just
Doesnt seem like something ]youd[ be doing thats all ]you[ of all
People, know what I mean? yeah I know its been bugging you since the
Day I was born, huh? I asked my friend anne about it. I said, anne,
Anne, anne, what am I supposed to do, its been bugging them since the
Day that I was born. she said do whatever the hell you want to do!
Now is the time to do whatever you want, and it will still turn out
Great. youve got the world at your feet.
I never claimed to be different, I only said I was bored and shes
Tired of your uniqueness, it sends her over head first then the rest
Of her follows, the breath of life, it never left her hollow...
I can do everything, she said, she said with a smile.
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause Im with anne.
Anne, anne, who? anne dagnabit island princess queen with the juice
Whats this? I see she brought her whole uplown contingent. first theres
Jon e., he always loves a party, hes followed by vinnie, whos feelin
Kinda skinny, he says hey anne Im starved what you got to eat, she
Says vinnie youre always starving man get away from that fridge!
Here comes lucy, shes feelin really sexy, shes followed by her
Boyfriend, whod better not turn around, this time, or hes bound to lose
Her, and here comes jamilla, whos got the cream soda...
I can do everything, she said, she said with a smile
And I can go anywhere tonight, cause Im with anne

song performed by Faith No More
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One Leg Anne and the Innocent Flirt.

Sister Mary pushed Anne
in her wheelchair
to the white table
where you were sitting

with Lydia Sad
and Malcolm
and a curly headed girl
with burn scars

on her face and neck
there
said the nun
here you can sit

and wait for breakfast
and catch the morning sun
Anne looked glumly
at the sky

and said nothing
as the nun
walked away
I wonder

what's for breakfast?
Malcolm asked
stewed cat on toast
Anne said

looking at Lydia Sad
whose blonde hair
and blue eyes
gave her

an angelic look
that's horrible
the girl with burn scars said
don't eat it then

Anne said
Malcolm looked at you
it wouldn't be that
would it?

He asked
no
you said
Anne's just having you on

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poem by Terry Collett
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