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Time sneaks up on you like a windshield on a bug.

quote by Jon Lithgow
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U Got Me Bugged

Since you came around
Wigglin under my skin
Ive been lost in the lost n found
Feeling like a helpless pin
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
Girl I dont know what to do
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
You fluttered on down
As graceful as can be
Then you stuck in the needle
And sucked my blood
It was the loveage that came over me
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
I dont know what to do
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
Im always bugged over you
Now Im hopelessly entangled
In the web of love you dangled
Helpless like a worm watch me twist and squirm
Your love has left me strangled
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
Girl, I dont know what to do
U got me bug bug bug bug bugged
Girl, Im all bugged out over you
You got me bug bug bug bug
Now Im hopelessly entangled
In the web of love you dangled
Should have trusted sick fear
Now you stepped out on my tail
Your love has left me strangled
You got me bug bug bug bug

song performed by Devo
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With The Bug

Roy orbison
Well down through the ages. woman's had a time
Tryin' to get her man to walk the chalk line
To keep him on a string with a kiss and a hug
But there's never been a man who wasn't bitten by the bug
Yeah rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well delilah loved sammy, but he wouldnt stay home
Always runnin' and leavin' dee home
She set out to find sammy late one night
Found him down at the sand dune rockin' it right
He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' he had the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well helen of troy a cool smile on her face
She sported the face that launched a thousand ships
But she couldn't control the wiggle in her hips
She lost her fame and fortune, just one flip
Well rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' had the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
And josephine, had trouble from the start
She couldn't keep her eye on little bonoparte
Every single time that josie looked around
She found her bony runnin' round and round
He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' had the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well now, are modern times the same as history
Even in the twentieth century
And our future now, oh yes it's plain to see
If we don't look out, the bug will get you and me
We'll be rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' movin' and groovin'
Yeah with the bug
Yeah, with the bug
With the bug
With the bug
With the bug
With the bug
With the bug
With the bug ...

song performed by Roy Orbison
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With A Bug

Well down through the ages. woman's had a time
Tryin' to get her man to walk the chalk line
To keep him on a string with a kiss and a hug
But there's never been a man who wasn't bitten by the bug
Yeah rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well Delilah loved Sammy, but he wouldnt stay home
Always runnin' and leavin' Dee home
She set out to find Sammy late one night
Found him down at the sand dune rockin' it right
He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well Helen of Troy a cool smile on her face
She sported the face that launched a thousand ships
But she couldn't control the wiggle in her hips
She lost her fame and fortune, just one flip
Well rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well now Josephine, She had trouble from the start
She couldn't keep her eye on little Bonoparte
Every single time that Josie looked around
She found her Bony runnin' round and round
He was rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Well now, are modern times the same as history
Even in the twentieth century
And our future now well it's plain to see
If we don't look out, the bug will get you and me
We'll be rockin' and rollin' with the bug
Rollin' and strollin' with the bug
Itchin' and twitchin' singin' and swingin'
Yeah with the bug
Yeah, with the bug
with the bug
with the bug
with the bug
with the bug
with the bug....

song performed by Roy Orbison
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June Bug

They call me a June Bug, But I don't come in June
They really should call me a May Bug
I fly all night looking for a light
A little romance and then love

I'm the June Bug of another's dream
Yeah, I'm the one that's on your screen
I'm the one that comes in the hundreds
The one you step over with your feet

I'm a June Bug, A June Bug
I'm roly poly round
Looking for love, Yeah, looking for love
And I know it's flying around

I spend seven years in that ground
And all I ever am is a Grub
Of course when I climb out of that hole
I wanna find me a little bug love

You want to see my buddies?
Well, just keep that light burning bright
We will come in the thousands
And visit you all night

We come up from the ground
At night we can be found
We visit you in the month of May
And all night we hang around

You want to know just why
We don't move when you come outside?
Well, that's because a Bug named Fred
Told us all to pretend we died

We come up from the ground
All we want is a little Bug love
But I tell you that ain't easy
Sometimes it's just real tough

I saw Sam the Bug the other day
Flying straight for a big head light
I guess he liked it quite a lot
Because he is still there and bright

Poor Arnold the Bug, Well, I don't know
He is stuck on someone's shoe
We tried to tell him but he had listened to Fred
That Bug just wouldn't move

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poem by Bill Simmons
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Little bug…

Little bug, little bug!
Get out of bed
Go bother the neighbour’s…
…And make that bed.

Little bug, little bug!
Rest your head:
And count those blessings…
…That you’re not dead!

Little bug, little bug!
Has gone to the moon…
When he comes home
…He can tidy his room.

Little bug, little bug!
All curled up and blue.
When he questions
…What to do?

poem by Mark Heathcote
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The tender thump of wings

Little bug, little bug
Get out of bed,
Go bother the neighbours
And make that bed.

Little bug, little bug
Rest your head,
And count those blessings
That you're not dead!

Little bug, little bug
Has gone to the moon
When he comes home
He can tidy his room.

Little bug, little bug
All curled up and blue
When he questions,
What to do.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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The Bug

Well its a strange old game - you learn it slow
One step forward and its back to go
Youre standing on the throttle
Youre standing on the brakes
In the groove til you make a mistake
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all
You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad
Because youre gonna know lonely
And youre gonna know bad
When youre rippin and a ridin and youre coming on strong
You start slippin and a slidin and it all goes wrong, because
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all
One day you got the glory
Then you got none
One day youre a diamond
And then youre a stone
Everything can change
In the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll
Before we say goodbye, because
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all

song performed by Dire Straits
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Hey Foxymophandlemama, Thats Me

Dont you want people to love you?
My spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Thats the only thing I want so much...
Dont you want people to love you?
My spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Thats the only thing I want so much...
Why is that better than being hugged?
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person...
Closer to the person...
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person...
Closer to the person...
Just like a person having sex feels cared for...
We wanna be loved, so we have sex together...
And they feel loved about that...
And this is the way it makes me feel...loved...
I want it, I dream about it, I think about it, I want it...
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know?
Its the way Ill always be probably...
My last one was born in the system...
See, theyre stupid, very stupid, those people over there...
Theyre stupid...
These people are so below mentality, honest to god, really...
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
This mentality, honest to god, really...
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
Honest to god, really...
You know what I mean, he got the nerve to bug me...
Bug me...bug me...he got the nerve to bug me...
Everything seems so eight ball...
Everything seems so eight ball...
And i, I dont know if thats my imagination, but, umm...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
And I dont know if thats my imagination, but, umm...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
Think they got me...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...hmm...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
...know if thats my imagination, but, umm...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
She prides herself on her cleaning habits...
She prides herself on her cleaning habits...
Hey foxymophandlemama, thats me...
She prides herself on her cleaning habits...
She prides herself on her cleaning habits...
Its a lovely stupid mop, it is...

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song performed by Pearl Jam
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A Time To Feel Forlorn and Reconstruct What's Torn

There's a designated time in the universe for everything:

A time to limit, a time to expand.
A time to rise, time to lower and lend a hand.

A time to maintain, a time to abandon.
A time to develop, a time to rest at random.

A time to communicate, a time for silence.
A time to kiss your enemy, a time to concede wins.

A time to spite, a time to please.
A time for respite, a time to tease.

A time to process, a time to confess.
A time to do more. A time to do less.

A time to dominate. A time to captivate.
A time to plunge. A time to resurface straight.

A time to maximise. A time to minimise.
A time to diminish. A time to optimise.

A time to sacrifice. time to insist on rights.
A time to be selfish. A time to be concerned about plights.

A time to be big. A time to be small.
A time to care for a special one. A time to love all.

A time to add dimension. A time to simplify.
A time to advocate egalitarianism.
A time to exult.
A time to default.
A time to be accepting of imperfect humanism.

A time to enhance. A time to simplify.
A time to criticise. A time to dignify.

A time to produce. A time to use.
A time to relent. A time to refuse.

A time to demand. A time to give.
A time to die. a time to live.

A time to survive. A time to admit defeat.
A time to lie. A time to walk on your feet.

A time to compete. A time to not.
A time to remember. A time to concede you forgot.

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poem by Hercolena Oliver
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Stupid Mop

Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
Spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Why is that better than being hugged
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Just like a person having sex feels cared for
We wanna be loved so we have sex together
And they feel loved about that
And this is the way it makes me feel loved
I want it I dream about it I think about it I want it
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy you know
It's the way I'll always be probably
My last one was born in the system
See they're stupid very stupid those people over there
They're stupid
These people are so below mentality honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me (x2)
This mentality honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me
Honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me
Bug me bug me he got the nerve to bug me
Everything seems so eight ball (x2)
And I I don't know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
And I don't know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me (x2)
Think they got me
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me hmm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
Know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits (x2)
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits (x2)
It's a lovely stupid mop it is
There's something really screwey about no streaking
Is it any old dumb mop It streaks
Come on mop no streaking mop
I don't mind mop the floor my mop streaks I don't like it
It's not me it's the mop

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song performed by Pearl Jam from Vittalogy
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I'm So Laid Back, I'm Laid Out

The people were running
The place was on fire
The smoke was a-growing
And the flames were getting higher
The fire chief was shouting
As he knocked down my door
He said you better move your butt boy
Or you'll knock on heaven's door
I'm so laid back, I'm laid out
I'm so caved in and spaced out
I'm wired to the teeth
I'm fused to the floor
So baby don't you bug me no more
Don't you bug me no more
The rent needing paying
The insurance was due
The roof needing fixing
And the rain was coming through
But the forecast is sunny
So I'll stay here on my back
Tomorrow is another day
It's cozy in the sack
I'm so laid back, I'm laid out
I'm so caved in and spaced out
I'm wired to the teeth
I'm fused to the floor
So baby don't you bug me no more
Don't you bug me no more
There were times when you wanted to be number one
And the glamour and the glitter were turning him on
But he realized that it was better to be number two (ooh)
My luxury is living
'Cause I can't afford to die
I'm a diletantic mother
With a twinkle in my eye
Let the others do the running
I'm content to take a cut
Percentages are burning
And I'm happy in my rut
I'm so laid back, I'm laid out
I'm so caved in and spaced out
I'm wired to the teeth
I'm fused to the floor
So baby don't you bug me no more
Don't you bug me no more
No more, no more, no more, [etc.]

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Lady Bug

You came,
When the trees began their budding.
You came,
With the Spring to start your buzzing.

When you came,
There was nothing I could offer...
But a wink and a nudge.
After landing on my hand,
To become my Lady Bug.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.

You came,
When the trees began their budding.
You came,
With the Spring to start your buzzing.

And when you came,
There was nothing I could offer...
But a wink and a nudge.
After landing on my hand,
To become my Lady Bug.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.

Spring sprung...
And you became my one Lady Bug.
Spring sprung...
And you were there to bring me your luck.
Spring sprung...
With your dotted wings a flutter,
Showing me your bright color.
Leaving me to feel you're my Lady Bug.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Asleep At The Wheel

Do you ever stop to count all the invitations
At the end of the day when it comes down to one decision
Of dead beat girls and freaks at a peoples convention
All these sugars with no vitamin sensation
Do you ever stop to look over old relations
Or look to the belly of another ones emotions
Someone young in the winds of a revolution
Trying to save his face in the evolution
Asleep at the wheel
No windshield
But you know that the streets
Here dont change
Hes kept alive in the chain of mental starvation
Bone rail skinny, only feeding off frustration
Unlike you who seem bred from corruption
Feeding off the plates of an ununited nation
Asleep at the wheel
No windshield
But you know that the streets
Here dont change
With a lover in the street whose waiting to make a connection
To be the mother to the soul of your next abortion
Shell steal your money with the eyes of a babys complexion
Then shell laugh at you and your sexual invention
Smelling like a rose, in the flowers of devotion
Devoted the heat of a spotlight in motion
With a face full of mud even though you were only joking
As if you really understood the value of isolation
Asleep at the wheel
No windshield
But you know that the streets
Here dont change
Your tongue so fast like a freight train coming on rollin
Every smile you gives just to keep your mouth from clothin
Every engine burns as a sign of the explosion
Locked in neutral your engines are broken
Like candle wax that sun melts into the ocean
Like the moon that lights the tracks of the old train station
You can color in the lines of mother earths addictions
And not hold a gun in the face of the earths abduction
Asleep at the wheel
No windshield
But you know that the streets
Here dont change

song performed by Wallflowers
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Dont Bug Me

Dont bug me
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, jay oliver
1990
Dont bug me
Dont mug me
Im better left alone
Let me twirl
In my world
Out in the wild unknown
Night crawlin
Free fallin
Just dont get in my way
Dont squish me
Or death wish me
Thats all I have to say
I can spin a web
I can spin a tale
Leave me in the jungle
Take me to the town
Right side up or upside down
Im fakey (? )
Real flakey
8 legs and one pea brain
So dont bug me
Dont mug me
Just try and act humane
I can cover tracks
And never leave a trail
Leave me in the jungle
Take me to the town
Right side up or upside down
Dont bug me
Dont mug me
Im better left alone
Let me twirl
In my world
Out in the wild unknown
Dont bug me
Dont mug me
Thats all I have to say.

song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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Snake and Potato Bug

A TRUE TALE.

'Can such things be and overcome us like a summer cloud,
without our special wonder, '-SHAKESPEAR.

In a grocery store in Ingersoll our attention was called to a copper-headed
snake wriggling in a glass jar. We noticed a peculiarity about its head, but
soon found out it was a potato bug, which was afraid of being drowned ; and
the only above water being the snake's head and neck, it was fondly clinging
thereto. There being 'no jutty-frieze buttress or coigne of vantage, where it
could make its pendant bed, elsewhere.

Some poets they abroad do roam,
But we find themes are near to home ;
As we do seldom travel far,
This is a song of a glass jar.

Snake of species of the copper,
And on its head there was live hopper,
For we saw that funny sight
In a store, it was last night.

There in water was a snake,
And a bug so wide awake;
He was afraid that he would drown
So he clomb up on the snake's crown.

This snake it is near a foot long,
Which doth suffer this great wrong,
It thinks the bug wants it to throttle
This makes it wriggle in the bottle.

But fondly the kind hearted bug,
It doth its preserver hug,
For the bug when on the water
It is only but a squatter.

And hath taken up homestead
On the top of the snake's head,
And on the waters it doth float
Safe and happy on this boat.

poem by James McIntyre
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Turn! Turn! Turn!

Pete seeger
To everything, turn, turn, turn
There is a season, turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of peace, I swear its not too late
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To every thing there is a season, and a time
To every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time
To plant, and a time to pluck up that which is
Planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to
Break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time
To mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to
Gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a
Time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to
Keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to
Keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of
War, and a time of peace.

song performed by Nina Simone
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Sonnet: My June Bug

A June bug crawls quick
She talks so sweet
She flies all around
From my head to my feet

She lays on my shoulder
She falls asleep slow
She'll lays on my lap
She makes my face glow

She walks up my arm
And begs for affection
I love to show her a little
Just to see her reaction

My june bug's so funny, she rules all my world
Oh June bug, oh june bug, my beautiful girl

poem by Ramon Escamilla
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Poor Little Bug

Poor little june bug floatin' in the pond
Poor little june bug not too fond
Of the water that he's floatin' on
For he's caught in a hydrogen bond.

Poor little moth floatin' in a lake
See 'em squirm, see 'em shake
Poor little moth floatin' in a lake
Sure could use a break

Poor little fly floatin' on by
We're watchin' 'em try to fly
Seein' 'em suffer kinda makes me cry
Put that in your stir fry

Poor little june bug floatin' in a fountain
Tryin' to swim's like climbin' a mountain
Poor little bug under a rug
Wish I could give 'em a hug.

poem by Adam Thoms
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The hunter

With a bow in his hand
the hunter sneaks
above the wind,
following the tracts
of the wild antelope.

His brown skin
melts into the field
and the bushes,
and like a wild cat
he sneaks
from cover to cover.

The sun is hot
where it hangs in the half-Kalahari sky
and he drinks a tiny bit of water
out of the ostrich egg flask,
before a brown hand
with caked sand
wipes sweat out of his dark brown eyes.

Again he takes the trail
and follows it at a jog
until the oryxes are closer
and again he sneaks nearer
and stalks still closer.

When he is in striking distance
an arrow is taken from the quiver
and the small bow’s string
made out of roped intestines draws
and for a moment,
it sounds like the buzz of a bee
while the arrow
rushes away from the bow.

The arrow hits the antelope
and when the startled oryx
rushes away
the hunter follows
faithful on the spoor,
till he finds it
where in time
it lies stretched out
on the red brown Africa sand.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Witchcraft: At The Light Of Day

At the light of day I know that we are separated
and for years I am bewitched,
now that you stay with another man,

maybe lifelong something remains
and when I am alone, it’s your image that sneaks into my dreams
and for years I am bewitched

and sometimes when the night sneaks up on me
I know that nobody can stay alone forever
and when I am alone it’s your image that sneaks into my dreams

but time runs on with years passing
and I decide to expel this witchcraft
I know that nobody can stay alone forever

and I exorcise your whole soul, face and body
from how it had been once
and I decide to expel this witchcraft,

to burn everything of yours to dust and ash.
At the light of day I know that we are separated
from how it had been once
now that you stay with another man.

poem by Gert Strydom
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