Quotes about borden, page 4
DreamDiet
DreamDiet
by Ted L Glines
After fasting for
four long days
(old native shaman stuff)
cleaned out my system
saw visions (woo hoo)
I spent four more days
ingesting chocolate milk
nothing but chocolate milk
(Borden's Dutch Chocolate)
and I felt great
had lost some weight
and when I peed
my water came out clear
and thus I was enlightened
(old native shaman stuff)
(umm bum-bum-bum-bum umm...)
I suddenly realized
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poem by Ted L Glines
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Geography
The earth is a place on which England is found,
And you find it however you twirl the globe round;
For the spots are all red and the rest is all grey,
And that is the meaning of Empire Day.
Gibraltar's a rock that you see very plain,
And attached to its base is the district of Spain.
And the island of Malta is marked further on,
Where some natives were known as the Knights of St. John.
Then Cyprus, and east to the Suez Canal,
That was conquered by Dizzy and Rothschild his pal
With the Sword of the Lord in the old English way:
And that is the meaning of Empire Day.
Our principal imports come far as Cape Horn;
For necessities, cocoa; for luxuries, corn;
Thus Brahmins are born for the rice-field, and thus,
The Gods made the Greeks to grow currants for us;
Of earth's other tributes are plenty to choose,
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poem by G.K. Chesterton from Songs of Education
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Eclogue The First
WHANNE Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wound;
From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie,
Kennynge her legeful sonnes falle all arounde,
(Myghtie theie fell, 'twas Honoure ledde the fraie,)
Thanne inne a dale, bie eve's dark surcote graie
Twayne lonelie shepsterres dyd abrodden flie,
(The rostlyng liff doth theyr whytte hartes affraie ,)
And wythe the owlette trembled and dyd crie;
Firtse Roberte Neatherde hys sore boesom stroke,
Then fellen on the grounde and thus yspoke.
ROBERTE.
Ah, Raufe! gif thos the howres do comme alonge,
Gif thos wee flie in chase of farther woe,
Oure fote wylle fayle, albeytte wee bee stronge,
Ne wylle oure pace swefte as oure danger goe.
To oure grete wronges we have enheped moe,
The Baronnes warre! oh! woe and well-a-daie!
I haveth lyff, bott have escaped soe,
That lyff ytsel mie Senses doe affraie.
Oh Raufe, comme lyste, and hear mie dernie tale,
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poem by Thomas Chatterton
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Songs of Education
I. HISTORY
Form 991785, Sub-Section D
The Roman threw us a road, a road,
And sighed and strolled away:
The Saxon gave us a raid, a raid,
A raid that came to stay;
The Dane went west, but the Dane confessed
That he went a bit too far;
And we all became, by another name,
The Imperial race we are.
The Imperial race, the inscrutable race,
The invincible race we are.
Though Sussex hills are bare, are bare,
And Sussex weald is wide,
From Chichester to Chester
Men saw the Norman ride;
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poem by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
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The Aging Musician
Run run run run. run run as fast as you can
You cant catch me...Im the gingerbread man!
Once upon a time I played electric guitar,
And they said I was a rockin-roll star.
Now nobody calls me on the telephone
So I sit and watch tv all alone.
Maybe if I put a bullet in my brain,
Theyll remember me like kurt cobain.
And the parasites on mtv,
Would wipe their eyes and act like they knew me!
But I wouldnt be a hero Id be dead!
Just a corpse beside a note that read:
If youd like to pretend that youll never get old,
You got what it takes to rock and roll!
Jagger...he was okay,
None of this...lizzy borden hairdresser crap!
I just need a couple of really good players!
I can have a band again! back on the road.
Play real music...not this computer crap real music! we go big!
Whatever happened to music? now its all about marketing and
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song performed by Utopia
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Inmates (We're All Crazy)
It's not like we did something wrong
We just burned down the church
While the choir within sang religious songs
And it's not like we thought we was right
We just played with the wheels of a passenger train
That cracked on the tracks one night
It's not like we ain't on the ball
We just talk to our shrinks
Huh they talk to their shrinks
No wonder we're up the wall
We're not stupid or dumb
We're the lunatic fringe who rusted the hinge
On Uncle Sam's daughters and sons
Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in another world
With roller coaster brains
I'magine playing with trains
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song performed by Alice Cooper from From The Inside
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Eclogues
Eclogue the First.
Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde,
From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie,
Kennynge her legeful sonnes falle all arounde,
(Myghtie theie fell, 'twas Honoure ledde the fraie,)
Thanne inne a dale, bie eve's dark surcote graie,
Twayne lonelie shepsterres dyd abrodden flie,
(The rostlyng liff doth theyr whytte hartes affraie,)
And whythe the owlette trembled and dyd crie;
Firste Roberte Neatherde hys sore boesom stroke,
Then fellen on the grounde and thus yspoke.
Roberte.
Ah, Raufe! gif thos the howres do comme alonge,
Gif thos wee flie in chase of farther woe,
Oure fote wylle fayle, albeytte wee bee stronge,
Ne wylle oure pace swefte as oure danger goe.
To oure grete wronges we have enheped moe,
The Baronnes warre! oh! woe and well-a-daie!
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poem by Thomas Chatterton
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