A Poem Thread
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Destination Imagination. Infinite Imagination. End point Infinity.
Doctor Carter-Moffett’s
Featherweight Electric Body Belt
It’s sold online; it’s powered by dreams
with interactive android screens.
It cuts red tape and plays Springsteen
with remotely accessed data streams.
It will shed your pounds and cure her
blight, if you want it’ll hold your sphincter
tight. It’ll mould her waist and fix your
grapes; it’ll make her buttock really
rate!
It cures all ills, you’ll need no will,
and you can say goodbye to all those pills.
And in time it’ll blow your mind,
it has fast forward and rewind.
It’s electric run and has a sash of felt,
its Carter-Moffett’s body belt.
It’s feather light, comes with a shoulder
strap.
Satisfaction or your money back!
It has a case, it takes up little space.
Just look for Carter-Moffett’s smiling face.
Remotely accessed, a house wives dream,
its more then just a fat machine,
it’ll make her life one joyful scream.
Featherweight Electric Body Belt
It’s sold online; it’s powered by dreams
with interactive android screens.
It cuts red tape and plays Springsteen
with remotely accessed data streams.
It will shed your pounds and cure her
blight, if you want it’ll hold your sphincter
tight. It’ll mould her waist and fix your
grapes; it’ll make her buttock really
rate!
It cures all ills, you’ll need no will,
and you can say goodbye to all those pills.
And in time it’ll blow your mind,
it has fast forward and rewind.
It’s electric run and has a sash of felt,
its Carter-Moffett’s body belt.
It’s feather light, comes with a shoulder
strap.
Satisfaction or your money back!
It has a case, it takes up little space.
Just look for Carter-Moffett’s smiling face.
Remotely accessed, a house wives dream,
its more then just a fat machine,
it’ll make her life one joyful scream.
Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Karnevil 9
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass,.move along, move along
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
Greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Right before your eyes see the laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of vaseline
Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland
Roll up, roll up, roll up
See the show
Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
Were exclusively our own, all our own, all our own
Come and see the show, come and see the show
Come and see the show
See the show
http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&sour...h9jFCw&usg=AFQjCNE4VrMN3mQ0b0P1AxbBukBPSf6Mpg
Karnevil 9
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass,.move along, move along
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
Greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Right before your eyes see the laughter from the skies
And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies
Come inside, the show's about to start
Guaranteed to blow your head apart
You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo
You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh
Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of vaseline
Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand
To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland
Roll up, roll up, roll up
See the show
Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool
Seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool
We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown
Were exclusively our own, all our own, all our own
Come and see the show, come and see the show
Come and see the show
See the show
http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&sour...h9jFCw&usg=AFQjCNE4VrMN3mQ0b0P1AxbBukBPSf6Mpg
Hows about we do a collective poem, one line each, rhyming couplets?
Never Land
Moving on, they came to a sign
Giving directions to nowhere’s time:
Take the road of “Eventually” toward “Someday”,
Turn back at the fork of “Maybe” and “Perhaps”,
Pass the winding path where “It could have been”—
Then you’ve arrived in the land of “Never”!
Next to the sign, just above the ground,
They noted a disembodied frown.
“What are you? Substance or vision?”
“I am Regret, having lived twice,
For once I was a being full of life.
The child in me was warm, playful, and bold—
Then vanished, ere I knew, leaving me cold.
Only the regret remains, getting very old.”
“What happened?”
“Well, in my youth—I remember it dearly—
When I heard the sounds of life so clearly,
My hopes were very much alive, sincerely,
And my dreams readily became reality,
But, then, quite imperceptibly,
I got sidetracked, having been swept up, alas,
Into the mainstream of the mindless mass;
“I gave up the good things in life
And began suffering all kinds of strife,
From useless endeavors and pursuits,
And then got involved in disputes,
Not even having time to write or read, to boot.
“Before I was even aware of it so rife,
The echoes of the sounds of my earlier life
That I’d once heard clear and plain as life’s call
Had disappeared completely—all,
And, ultimately, I’ll never forget,
As in the modified story of the Cheshire Cat:
All that was left was the frown of regret.”
They looked at each other in all seriousness.
“Let us never wait,
For death disposes of joys put off too late!”
“Life’s familiarity often prevents one, bit by bit,
From marveling at it and enjoying it.”
“To live the sum,
One must realize life’s meaning come,
And then some.”
( Re get regret )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptkp5uqX4Fw
Moving on, they came to a sign
Giving directions to nowhere’s time:
Take the road of “Eventually” toward “Someday”,
Turn back at the fork of “Maybe” and “Perhaps”,
Pass the winding path where “It could have been”—
Then you’ve arrived in the land of “Never”!
Next to the sign, just above the ground,
They noted a disembodied frown.
“What are you? Substance or vision?”
“I am Regret, having lived twice,
For once I was a being full of life.
The child in me was warm, playful, and bold—
Then vanished, ere I knew, leaving me cold.
Only the regret remains, getting very old.”
“What happened?”
“Well, in my youth—I remember it dearly—
When I heard the sounds of life so clearly,
My hopes were very much alive, sincerely,
And my dreams readily became reality,
But, then, quite imperceptibly,
I got sidetracked, having been swept up, alas,
Into the mainstream of the mindless mass;
“I gave up the good things in life
And began suffering all kinds of strife,
From useless endeavors and pursuits,
And then got involved in disputes,
Not even having time to write or read, to boot.
“Before I was even aware of it so rife,
The echoes of the sounds of my earlier life
That I’d once heard clear and plain as life’s call
Had disappeared completely—all,
And, ultimately, I’ll never forget,
As in the modified story of the Cheshire Cat:
All that was left was the frown of regret.”
They looked at each other in all seriousness.
“Let us never wait,
For death disposes of joys put off too late!”
“Life’s familiarity often prevents one, bit by bit,
From marveling at it and enjoying it.”
“To live the sum,
One must realize life’s meaning come,
And then some.”
( Re get regret )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptkp5uqX4Fw
I like these few words - a poem in their own right. Nice imagery!
Katy’s got a Tramp Stamp
Katy’s got a Tramp Stamp
Katy’s got a tramp stamp,
inked in concentric rings.
Linked to small infinities
and arty florid strings.
It swirls the whirly curly cues;
it rides above her sash,
to punctuate her buttock,
a drawn mirror of her snatch.
She really gets us going when
she does her hipster dance.
Gyrating her infinities,
hypnotic to the glance.
A truly tarty tramp stamp that
can lead a man to sin,
it’s more then just an eyebrow
on Kate’s tender backside skin.
The pivot of her pelvis leads us
begging for some more,
it’s a stamp of our approval not
the markings of a whore.
Curvaceous and convivial,
in apple bottom jeans, her stamp
it is a roadmap of our sordid boyish
dreams.
Infinite in measure and erotic to
the score, Kate’s the wet dream
of depravity and who could ask for
more?
Katy’s got a Tramp Stamp
Katy’s got a tramp stamp,
inked in concentric rings.
Linked to small infinities
and arty florid strings.
It swirls the whirly curly cues;
it rides above her sash,
to punctuate her buttock,
a drawn mirror of her snatch.
She really gets us going when
she does her hipster dance.
Gyrating her infinities,
hypnotic to the glance.
A truly tarty tramp stamp that
can lead a man to sin,
it’s more then just an eyebrow
on Kate’s tender backside skin.
The pivot of her pelvis leads us
begging for some more,
it’s a stamp of our approval not
the markings of a whore.
Curvaceous and convivial,
in apple bottom jeans, her stamp
it is a roadmap of our sordid boyish
dreams.
Infinite in measure and erotic to
the score, Kate’s the wet dream
of depravity and who could ask for
more?
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
which reflected rainbows of light,
which reflected rainbows of light,
Self-Same
They walked on, more aware now and then,
Soon encountering a young man walking toward them.
“He looks just like you, though he’s much younger.”
“Ho, it is me! It is my younger self, so eager.”
“How do you know this, sage?”
“Because, once, when I was his age,
I met my older self, one of adage,
Although I didn’t believe anything
That he told me at that time being.
I was stubborn, I just wouldn’t give my ear,
Even though he knew my name, my nature,
My history, and my future.”
“Well, here comes your younger self
Walking up to us, looking like an elf.”
As they passed on the trail,
The older self said to his younger self,
“Hello, my younger-self-same!
Do you know my name?”
Said the younger self, “I know you not!”
“I told you; he doesn’t know me; rot.”
“Well, at least you’re older and wiser now than him.”
They soon encountered a very old man, thin,
Walking quite happily toward them.
“He looks just like you,
Although he’s much older than you.”
“It is me, of course. He is my older self!”
“How do you know this, elf?”
“I just have a feeling how.
Remember, I am wiser now.”
As they passed on the trail, and bowed,
The older self said to the younger self,
“Hello, my younger-self-same!
Do you know my name?”
Said the younger self,
“I know you, yes, as myself,
I know you very well—your name;
You’re my older selfsame!”
The old man passed them twice,
And walked on, in rejoice:
“He knows me, and my voice!”
They could hear him saying this
Over and over to himself, in bliss.
( Elf-help )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCqH8_MJ1_A
They walked on, more aware now and then,
Soon encountering a young man walking toward them.
“He looks just like you, though he’s much younger.”
“Ho, it is me! It is my younger self, so eager.”
“How do you know this, sage?”
“Because, once, when I was his age,
I met my older self, one of adage,
Although I didn’t believe anything
That he told me at that time being.
I was stubborn, I just wouldn’t give my ear,
Even though he knew my name, my nature,
My history, and my future.”
“Well, here comes your younger self
Walking up to us, looking like an elf.”
As they passed on the trail,
The older self said to his younger self,
“Hello, my younger-self-same!
Do you know my name?”
Said the younger self, “I know you not!”
“I told you; he doesn’t know me; rot.”
“Well, at least you’re older and wiser now than him.”
They soon encountered a very old man, thin,
Walking quite happily toward them.
“He looks just like you,
Although he’s much older than you.”
“It is me, of course. He is my older self!”
“How do you know this, elf?”
“I just have a feeling how.
Remember, I am wiser now.”
As they passed on the trail, and bowed,
The older self said to the younger self,
“Hello, my younger-self-same!
Do you know my name?”
Said the younger self,
“I know you, yes, as myself,
I know you very well—your name;
You’re my older selfsame!”
The old man passed them twice,
And walked on, in rejoice:
“He knows me, and my voice!”
They could hear him saying this
Over and over to himself, in bliss.
( Elf-help )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCqH8_MJ1_A
Hows about we do a collective poem, one line each, rhyming couplets?
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
Hows about we do a collective poem, one line each, rhyming couplets?
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
Yesterday
The now famous Bird of Time
Again flew overhead, in a straight line.
They noted again the same man of yore
Who had been chasing it before,
But now he was just sitting on the floor.
“I’ve been thinking faster,”
Said the former bird chaser,
“Should I live today, no lull?
Or should I mull.
Until tomorrow’s well is full?
Perhaps I’ll sit here and ponder its say,
Although, perhaps I will live today.”
She leaned over and whispered and winked,
“Even today is too late, even to sit and think,
For the wise just lived yesterday to the brink!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=568D8ErUAbk
The now famous Bird of Time
Again flew overhead, in a straight line.
They noted again the same man of yore
Who had been chasing it before,
But now he was just sitting on the floor.
“I’ve been thinking faster,”
Said the former bird chaser,
“Should I live today, no lull?
Or should I mull.
Until tomorrow’s well is full?
Perhaps I’ll sit here and ponder its say,
Although, perhaps I will live today.”
She leaned over and whispered and winked,
“Even today is too late, even to sit and think,
For the wise just lived yesterday to the brink!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=568D8ErUAbk
Hows about we do a collective poem, one line each, rhyming couplets?
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
Through tunnels dark the Elders flew fast,
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
Through tunnels dark the Elders flew fast,
Hows about we do a collective poem, one line each, rhyming couplets?
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
Through tunnels dark the Elders flew fast,
As thus they could surprise what it hast.
The misty mountain was drenched in droplets,
Which reflected rainbows of light,
Showing the particolors lone and bright.
Beneath the mountain a dark presence lurked,
And so on down from the summit they searched.
Through tunnels dark the Elders flew fast,
As thus they could surprise what it hast.
Heaven All Around
Leaving the desert as a forgotten wish,
They stopped at a stream to catch some fish,
And, after eating them, thanks,
Relaxed and laid down on the riverbank.
He kissed her on the cheek, a few,
“I have such peace with you.”
“I am safe and warm with you,
And completely at home, too.”
“I am in Heaven, so bright”
“I wonder what the mythical light
Of Heaven is really like?”
“Well, as a metaphysical question, zikes,
I can’t really answer it then,
But, I can describe what some legends
Say it is and then I can talk about
Some things that we may know about.
From the myths I’ve heard “true”,
Heaven is a place where you
Can have anything that you want to,
Where your every wish and dream comes true,
Where you’re always surrounded by love and lovelies,
And where you can live foreverly
In a state of perpetual ecstasy…
I realize that I’m nought
Describing it very well thought—
I’ve almost made its plot
Rather decadent, have I not?”
“It’s a fair but invented description,
And it would be a glorious benediction.
It may or not be so;
There’s no way we can know;
However, while we’re here on Earth,
If we live in life’s glory and worth,
We can swim in the same pond—
No need to wait for the dim promise of beyond,
For those distant drums cannot be heard.
Well, enough of that for now, of the Word,
But let’s talk it through, afterward.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji0tqVsgryI
Leaving the desert as a forgotten wish,
They stopped at a stream to catch some fish,
And, after eating them, thanks,
Relaxed and laid down on the riverbank.
He kissed her on the cheek, a few,
“I have such peace with you.”
“I am safe and warm with you,
And completely at home, too.”
“I am in Heaven, so bright”
“I wonder what the mythical light
Of Heaven is really like?”
“Well, as a metaphysical question, zikes,
I can’t really answer it then,
But, I can describe what some legends
Say it is and then I can talk about
Some things that we may know about.
From the myths I’ve heard “true”,
Heaven is a place where you
Can have anything that you want to,
Where your every wish and dream comes true,
Where you’re always surrounded by love and lovelies,
And where you can live foreverly
In a state of perpetual ecstasy…
I realize that I’m nought
Describing it very well thought—
I’ve almost made its plot
Rather decadent, have I not?”
“It’s a fair but invented description,
And it would be a glorious benediction.
It may or not be so;
There’s no way we can know;
However, while we’re here on Earth,
If we live in life’s glory and worth,
We can swim in the same pond—
No need to wait for the dim promise of beyond,
For those distant drums cannot be heard.
Well, enough of that for now, of the Word,
But let’s talk it through, afterward.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji0tqVsgryI
Sympathy For The Devil
The Rolling Stones
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
Cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&sour...nJTRDw&usg=AFQjCNGIDWdVDQ36zRQsKXy_o55Og0ObSQ
The Rolling Stones
Please allow me to introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
Ive been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
Im a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
Cause Im in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&sour...nJTRDw&usg=AFQjCNGIDWdVDQ36zRQsKXy_o55Og0ObSQ
Math Problem
“Here’s a romantic puzzle for fun;
Tell me, how much is one plus one?”
“Well, I know it could not be two
Because if the question was that easy, you
Wouldn’t be asking it of me to do!”
“True. What do we two add up to?”
“Now I know. Before we met, we were each as one,
Isolated each in our vocation, studies, with little fun;
But now we’re worth much more together, unlone,
Than we could ever be alone;
We add up to even more than two lone—
Because we are each an input to the others zone,
Sharing our minds, hearts, souls, and senses’ giving—
That synergy accounts for the extra quantity of living!
And it doesn’t stop there, since, as we each improve,
We can give that much more in return, to move,
To the other, and to the world in turn!
Then we’ll add up to even more return!”
“It is proved, my dear, verily.
Two people together are greater, surely,
Than one plus one alone, really!”
( 1 + 1 > 2 )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHejWMgiwFo
“Here’s a romantic puzzle for fun;
Tell me, how much is one plus one?”
“Well, I know it could not be two
Because if the question was that easy, you
Wouldn’t be asking it of me to do!”
“True. What do we two add up to?”
“Now I know. Before we met, we were each as one,
Isolated each in our vocation, studies, with little fun;
But now we’re worth much more together, unlone,
Than we could ever be alone;
We add up to even more than two lone—
Because we are each an input to the others zone,
Sharing our minds, hearts, souls, and senses’ giving—
That synergy accounts for the extra quantity of living!
And it doesn’t stop there, since, as we each improve,
We can give that much more in return, to move,
To the other, and to the world in turn!
Then we’ll add up to even more return!”
“It is proved, my dear, verily.
Two people together are greater, surely,
Than one plus one alone, really!”
( 1 + 1 > 2 )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UHejWMgiwFo