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Old Town Types No. 16 - Mr Tank

'Twice one are two; twice two are four.'
I can still hear it floating thro' the old school door:
Those childish voices falling, rising in rhythmic chant,
In a room where heat is prevalent and ventilation scant.
'Twice nine are eight-teen.' And, presiding o'er the scene,
Like a demon in a 'panto,' blackavised and racked with pain,
Urging on the chorus faster, towers Mr Tank, the master,
With his mutton-chop whiskers and his cane
His cruel, thrice-accursed rattan cane.

Some incurable affliction soured his spirit, it was said;
For, above his brow, an ever-present plaster decked his head.
'Twice one are two; twice two are four -'
And suddenly the master disappeared behind the door.
For 'twas said, too, his affection had instilled a predilection
For too-frequent nips of liquor on the sly now and again.
And they boded fell disaster for gaunt Mr Tank, our master,
With his mutton-chop whiskers and his cane
His ever-swinging, torture-bringing cane.

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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Cane-Bottom'd Chair

In tattered old slippers that toast at the bars,
And a ragged old jacket perfumed with cigars,
Away from the world, and its toils and its cares,
I've a snug little kingdom up four pair of stairs.

To mount to this realm is a toil, to be sure,
But the fire there is bright and the air rather pure;
And the view I behold on a sunshiny day
Is grand through the chimney-pots over the way.

This snug little chamber is cramm'd in all nooks
With worthless old knicknacks and silly old books,
And foolish old odds and foolish old ends,
Crack'd bargains from brokers, cheap keepsakes from friends.

Old armor, prints, pictures, pipes, china (all crack'd),
Old rickety tables, and chairs broken-backed;
A two-penny treasury, wondrous to see;
What matter? 'tis pleasant to you, friend, and me.

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poem by William Makepeace Thackeray
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Blow Your House Down

She did go
She got my jokes
Sit why we win
Go by the sin
Get high, get quick
Get bopping on a stick
Hollywood
Shake by go
Get barking in sin
Get high with the folks
Get down in the swim
Don't you walk away
I want you baby
How does it feel
When you're meet her in your home
How does it feel
When you feel her, let it go
Bono: "break."
Bono: "turn that guitar up there."
Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar

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song performed by U2
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Astigmatism

The Poet took his walking-stick
Of fine and polished ebony.
Set in the close-grained wood
Were quaint devices;
Patterns in ambers,
And in the clouded green of jades.
The top was smooth, yellow ivory,
And a tassel of tarnished gold
Hung by a faded cord from a hole
Pierced in the hard wood,
Circled with silver.
For years the Poet had wrought upon this cane.
His wealth had gone to enrich it,
His experiences to pattern it,
His labour to fashion and burnish it.
To him it was perfect,
A work of art and a weapon,
A delight and a defence.
The Poet took his walking-stick
And walked abroad.

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poem by Amy Lowell
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A Cane & A High Starched Collar

(words & music by tepper - bennett)
Cowboy, cowboy marry me
Ill bake you a cherry pie
Well thank you very kindly mam
But Im too young to die
Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come saturday night Ill court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar
Cowboy if youll marry me
Ill be your darling jenny
Now why should I drink from just one well
When I can drink from tweny
Hi-lo-do-si-dosy-do
Stay single and save a dollar
Come saturday night Ill court a pretty girl
With a cane and a high starched collar
Cowboy, cowboy name the day
July d be nice I reckon
Gladly meet you at the church

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song performed by Elvis Presley
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Carey

The wind is in from africa
Last night I couldnt sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here carey
But its really not my home
My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet
And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy french cologne
Oh carey get out your cane
And Ill put on some silver
Oh youre a mean old daddy, but I like you fine
Come on down to the mermaid cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine
And well laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down
Lets have a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A round for these friends of mine
Lets have another round for the bright red devil
Who keeps me in this tourist town
Come on, carey, get out your cane
Ill put on some silver
Oh youre a mean old daddy, but I like you
Maybe Ill go to amsterdam
Or maybe Ill go to rome

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song performed by Joni Mitchell
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White Lines

Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
(rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang)
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Freeze! rock!
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Rang-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang-diggidy-dang-a-dang
Aaaah... aaaah... aaaah... aaaahh
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
White! ooh-white!
(white lines) vision dreams of passion
(going through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(pipeline) a very strange reaction
(yours to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
Something of a phenomenon, telling your body to come along
Cause white lines - blow away..

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song performed by Duran Duran
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A Relationship With A Candy Cane

a relationship with a candy cane
interseting. utter disaster.
my beloved candy cane
i love you so.
the love is an utter disater.
i you so much that i hate you,
paradox as twisted asyour stripes. no sound from your face.
a forcful touch
a relationship with a candy cane my beloved hated
utter disaster.

poem by Victoria Lee
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Harvest Time

O! beautiful black queen…
You are as sweet as sugar cane….
I can’t control my craving of you…

Sweetness!
Right from the harvest to me…
You, you sweet sugar cane…

My fever has reach an all time high…
Inside I cry and cry…
Why do I let you down?

My sweet, sweet brown sugar…
Are you to sweet for me?
Or am I to weak for you?
Ahhhhh! I’ve love on my mind…

I reach inside my soul…
And feel your sugar…
Stuck to my bones…

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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Romeo and Juliet Nowdays May Keep Alive

Romeo and Juliet
Loved each other much
But for their family's sake,
Decided not to stay in touch.

Unfulfilled love
Day by day grows
Not one life lost in vain
Not one to have grief's big pain.

Quite a while after
Romeo and Juliet did meet again
Some tea with no sugar
Happily shared.

Over a hundred pictures, (familly stuff)
They talked cried and laughed.
It looked like
Were having the most happy time
Of their entire life!

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poem by Elena Sandu
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