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05-16-2006, 08:40 PM | #41 |
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Un menage a trois
Is one too far: I much prefer Un pas de deux! Une est mieux que deux, Mais çi tu peut avoir une de plus Je pense que tu es Tellement plus chanceux... haven't you ever heard? The more the merrier? lol C'est le premier fois que j'ai voit quelque chose en français... bravo! Les deux et trois font la meme joie si les joueuses sont amoureuses. A bientot, mes cheres. De mieux en mieux! Je sais exactement ce que je pense au tout ceci, mais je peux ne jamais trouver des mots pour le mettre dans. Peut-être si j'obtiens ivre je pourrais le danser pour vous |
05-16-2006, 08:54 PM | #42 |
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An Ode to an Oreo
An Ode to an Oreo Hard to believe you haven't taken the test Sinfully delicious and my opinion best Hard chocolate covering on the oustide Creamy white filling on the inside Two favorite ways to eat Why don't you take a seat First with a subtle twist Of your wrist You twirl the outside cookies apart with a spin To divulge the glorious cream within With patience and a careful twist One side blank one side blissed With warm tongue and tender strokes The creamy mixture does evoke A soft moan Maybe a groan Some may prefer a faster approach Their teeth to cream do poach And faster yet there is the dunk Held fast between fingers they are sunk Into a glass of frosty milk A bite into this tastes like silk Sweet, soft and creamy yet If hungry you are this is your bet One word of caution to you my friend Get a small pack for you will eat to the end _________________ Allison, a friend, I had once, now gone to greater glory. As Isadora Duncan once said, "Au revoir, mes amis, je vais ÃÂÂ* une plus grande gloire" |
05-17-2006, 01:13 PM | #43 |
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L'Art
by: Ezra Pound Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth, Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes. From "Poems of Lustra", 1913 List all poems from "Poems of Lustra" |
05-17-2006, 01:34 PM | #44 |
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Words To My Friend
Understand me: I am a mediocre being, Not good, not very bad, peaceful, a bit cunning. I detest heavy perfume and shrill voices, And gray is more dear to me than scarlet or ocher. I love this dying day which grows dim by degrees, A fire, the cloistered intimacy of a room Where the lamps, veiling their amber transparencies, Redden the antique bronze and turn the gray stoneware blue. My eyes drop to the carpet smoother than sand, Indolently, I evoke rivers flecked with gold Where the clarity of the beautiful past still floats... And nevertheless, I am quite guilty. You see: I am at the age when a maiden gives her hand To the man whom her weakness searches and dreads, And I have not chosen a companion for the road, Because you appeared at that turn in the road. The hyacinth was bleeding on the red hills, You were dreaming and Eros walked at your side... I am woman, I have no right to beauty. I had been condemned to masculine ugliness. And I had the inexcusable audacity of wanting Sisterly love fashioned with soft whiteness, The furtive step that didn't trample the fern And the sweet voice that comes to ally itself with evening. They have forbidden me your hair, the look in your eyes, It seems that your hair is long and full of odors And it seems your eyes reveal strange longings And grow agitated like rebellious waves. They have pointed at me with irritated gestures, Because my eyes searched out your tender look... And seeing us go by, no one wanted to understand That I had simply chosen you. Consider the vile law that I transgress And judge my love that knows nothing of evil, As candid, as necessary and fatal As the desire that joins lover to mistress. They didn't read in my eyes how clearly I saw The road where my destiny leads me, And they have said, "Who is this damned woman Who gnaws blindly at the flames of hell?" Leave them to the concern of their impure morality, And let us imagine that dawn has the blondness of honey, That days without spite and nights without malice Come, such as lovers whose goodness reassures... We will go to see the clear stars on the mountains... What matters to us, the judgment of men? And what have we to doubt, since we are Pure before life and since we love one another?... from At The Sweet Hour of Hand In Hand, trans. Sandia Belgrade, 1979 ---- Renee Vivien |
05-21-2006, 10:13 AM | #45 |
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05-21-2006, 03:18 PM | #46 |
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Winter is Icummen in
(Ezra Pound) Winter is icummen in, Lhude sing Goddamm, Raineth drop and staineth slop And how the wind doth ramm! Sing: Goddamm. Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us, An ague hath my ham. Freezeth river, turneth liver Damn you, sing: Goddamm. Goddamm, Goddamm, tis why I am, Goddamm. So 'gainst the winter's balm Sing Goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm Sing Goddamm, sing Goddamm, DAMM. |
05-22-2006, 11:07 PM | #47 |
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Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxnome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. -- Lewis Carroll |
06-04-2006, 10:31 PM | #48 |
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Odd humour/mysterious rhyme
THE TRIAL
by Rogue On Monday morning, the trial would resume Crucial testimony heard the courtroom I call Jane Davies, the young lawyer said And then sat up a pretty redhead In your own words, he started to delve Just what happened on the night of May 12? I got in from work, at six she began The sitter was paid and I called my friend Stan They sat on the floor, four eyes fixed on mine “Mommy’s home and look I brought wine!” I took off my earrings, right by the mirror When somebody’s footsteps soon sounded nearer I jumped at the sight, of the intruding stranger A gun in his hand the immediate danger Who are you? I asked, and what do you want? “Just some fun, with the pair that you flaunt” Don’t dare touch me, you big stupid jerk! “It’s not you I desire,” he said with a smirk He kneeled down swiftly, right by my feet “So pretty they are” he’d always repeat He reached with one hand, touching his prey I helplessly watched as he took them away A pair of handcuffs, fell to the ground “Put these on, and don’t make a sound” He unzipped his pants, and was hard as a rock He mounted the first with that enormous cock No, you can’t! I screamed at the man But his sick violation had only began He groaned in excitement, at having his way “For too long, I have dreamed of this day!” It brought me to tears, the crime he’d commit The more I pleaded the more he enjoyed it I winced at witnessing his manhood explode Grunting and laughing and dumping his load He took hold of the other, and started to smell “So soft”, he said, “You’ve treated her well” Please, stop it, I started to beg He returned to his thrusting and leaned on one leg Another assault, by this unstoppable demon Filling his victim’s insides with semen He turned and joked, ‘Sorry for the mess’ Wiping his sweat and starting to dress “Don’t call for help, did, did I stammer?” Or they’ll find your loved ones crushed with a hammer He bagged them and dragged them, back to his lair God knows what else he did to them there For days they were prisoners, behind a locked door To ravage them til he could cum no more “Did the police find anything, up on that hill?” We searched and searched, with all of our will He probably buried them, deep in the ground Where maggots and worms will always surround I’d never give up, I always did vow But I doubt I would even recognize them now Take your time said the lawyer, I know this is hard She paused to reflect on a life now marred How old were your twins? asked Mr. Colder “Just three months, and not one day older!” The courtroom gasped, who could commit such an act Is it that big a deal? the man quickly wisecracked Do you see this monster, before you today? “That’s him right there”, with little delay You realize Ms. Davies, you’re still under oath "He raped them!" she shouted, "He raped them both." Let the record show, who the witness pointed straight at The defendant it was, Mr. Simon T. Lat The jury stared at the accused, all twelve with a frown “No further questions your honour”, and the attorney sat down Part 2 Your witness - he soon told the lawyer And up stood the tall, veteran Ms. Sawyer “The victims were black, what’s the skin of your husband?” He’s just my boyfriend, white from New Zealand “What does he think of all this, where is Eddie?” He doesn’t care, thought I had too many already Says I spend 300 dollars, and they don't leave the flat I bring them out when it suits me, what’s wrong with that? “So you adopted illegally, that’s why your partner's not coloured” “And what’s worse all day they were locked in a cupboard” In the pile with the others, but I’ve cut open their toes “You’re worse than the rapist!”; as the courtroom froze But what adoption? she asked, it was only a store I’ve never shoe shopped online before The lawyer smiled, knowing a victory was won ‘Wait a minute’ murmured just about everyone “You’ve been talking about high heels?”, the judge would intervene Of course she replied, what do you think I mean? “What about the babysitter, your kids on the floor?” That’s the house sitter, the old woman next door They’re just my iguanas, Cindy and Beth They’re so cute I could almost hug them to death “Why mislead the court?”, fumed Judge Brand But they’re Louboutin pumps, you don’t understand! “Judge I move to dismiss, charges of rape and murder” And he banged his gavel the moment he heard her “Allowing a 3 day search party, is far from funny” “And wasting weeks of this state’s time and money” One good thing came out of it, interrupted the loner “For the longest time I've had a raging boner!” Last edited by Rogue; 05-10-2010 at 08:33 PM. |
06-05-2006, 11:59 AM | #49 |
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06-06-2006, 02:05 PM | #50 |
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Long live life, swimming away from us
bringing us shocks, no longer without just delivering dreams of fear and driving us beyond insane. A murky morning just rising up, warm rays, no, just hard a start, waiting to drag us down ounce more, stop it, stop making a draining repossess. Dunk |
06-11-2006, 11:01 PM | #51 |
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Amboy Dukes The Lyrics - Journey To The Center Of The Mind Lyrics
Leave your cares behind Come with us and find The pleasures of a journey to the center of the mind (CHORUS) Come along if you care Come along if you dare Take a ride to the land inside of your mind Beyond the seas of thought Beyond the realm of what Across the streams of hopes and dreams Where things are really not But please realize Youll probably be surprised For it's the land unknown to man Where fantasy is fact So if you can, please understand You might not come back (CHORUS) How happy life could be If all of mankind Would take the time to journey to the center of the mind Would take the time to journey to the center of the mind Center of the mind |
07-05-2006, 11:32 PM | #52 |
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"Strychnine"
Some folks like water, Some folks like wine, But I like a taste, Of straight strychnine, You may think it's funny, That I like this stuff, But once you've tried it, You can't get enough, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, The wine is red, And poison is blue, Strychnine is good, Oh what's a ??? to you, oh oh oh If you listen to what I say, And you try strychnine someday, Make you choke, It'll make you shout, Illegal, and knock you high, Some folks like water, Some folks like wine, But I like the taste, Of straight strychnine, ---Cramps. |
07-17-2006, 02:43 PM | #53 |
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As far I can recall
I had only gont to the store And now, sitting here restrained By tight ropes binding my wrists And around my bosom. Try, try, to call for help, But help is not coming, It will never come. Damn, here I sit, tears coming flowing, as I struggle to free myself No, no, why has it to be this way? No, no, why is it always this way? The beating I had endured, the wounds inflicted The mocking laughter as I screamed Only muted by the jawbreaking gag. I have no feelings in my bottom, no feelings there anymore, Dead, dead, my arms gone long limp, My legs, my legs, still ache, still ache, but pain pain, that is the only sensation left. My breathing, breathing, is becoming shallower, and shallower, and as I view the last dim view sunset, on my life, and on my desire I ask was this all worth it, was it? The question will not be answered, for it is too late. |
07-17-2006, 03:17 PM | #54 |
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gal i just wanna give you huge big mega hugs. sory if not your thing but sending them anyways!
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I remember life after the war.
Hiding in the ruins of the bombed buildings. The man with no legs pushing his way on a tiny platform. I remember playing alone. I remember playing with the other children. We did not have any toys. We were making our own. I remember the girl on the third floor. She never played with us. She was a ballerina. I remember the stale smell of dark corridors. I remember the drowned man exhausted from his last fight. I remember faces that never smiled. I remember my first day in school. Hiding my face in the teachers lap and crying. She let me go home. I remember cold waters of the Baltic sea. I remember sunsets and the silent silhouettes along the shoreline. I remember the forest full of secrets. I remember an unfinished painting and nobody around. I remember the white aprons and the golden glow of fish in the baskets. I remember the music teacher striking my fingers with a pencil. I remember marching in a column. I remember laying flowers to the monument of Lenin. I remember my first glass of wine. I remember the first girl I loved. I remember my childhood. |
08-03-2006, 01:34 PM | #58 |
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giselle,living her life beyond our dreams,
such a supernova, she hurts your eyes, exploding her thoughts over cyberspace, leaving a phosphorescent trail in her wake. The brightest object in the purple sky. |
08-11-2006, 09:44 PM | #59 |
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Indizintro
Du hörst gerne Ygdrasyl und Klamydia Da rennst du ins CD Geschäft, da ham’ sie alles da Oder du hörst gern Hip Hop-Scheiße, Techno oder so Da schalltest du dein Radio ein, dann dudeln sie dich voll Nur die armen Neonazis sind frustriert Weil die Eure Landser immer wieder indizieren Wenn die Herren Drogendealer dicke geschäfte Machen Die Zecken ihren Dreck aushecken und die Kinderficker lachen Dann hat die Staatsanwaltschaft etwas viel Wichtigeres zu tun Sie jagen unsere CD Kuriere ohne Auszuruhen Da wird dann stolz im Fernseh presentiert Wie eure Landser immer wieder indiziert "Der Berliner Polizei ist heute ein Schlag gegen die rechtsradikahle Szene gelungen. Im Ost-Teil der Stadt wurden mehrere Wohnungen durchsucht und rund 500 CD’s mit rechtsradikalen Texten beschlagnahmt, Sie stammen vermutlich aus den USA und sollten in der Neonazi-Szene vertrieben werden. Bei den Ermittlungen wurden 5 Personen festgenommen." Manch ein guter Kamerad, der sagte schon zu mir: "Versuch’s mal mit legalen Texten, vielleicht gelingt es dir…" Ich hab’s wirklich ernstahft versucht, doch mir fiel nicht’s ein Sovieles kann in diesem Staat ganz schnell ilegal sein Und drum, solange dieser scheiß Staat existiert Wird euer Landser immerwieder indiziert. Aber Rockmusik kann nicht alles sein und eins, dass ist gewiss Fall’n mir irgendwann keine Texte mehr ein dann werd ich Terrorist Melody More Last edited by gal4; 08-11-2006 at 10:04 PM. |
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One dark night he met his black hole,
there was no dancing in this place. just a repeated nightmare of lost, now alone, alone,in the stygnian night. falling in this empty sky down into the fathomless, his heart turned to lead dragging him down. Remembered tears drowning his happiness, only his faint dreams keeping him from the blackness of his trembling heart. |
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