The hunchback sees the hump of others -- never his own.
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The hunchback does not see his own hump, but sees his companion's.
The hunchback does not see his own hump, but he sees his brother's.
How the Camel Got His Hump
The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
Which well you may see at the Zoo;
But uglier yet is the hump we get
From having too little to do.
Kiddies and grown-ups too-oo-oo,
If we haven't enough to do-oo-oo,
We get the hump--
Cameelious hump--
The hump that is black and blue!
We climb out of bed with a frouzly head,
And a snarly-yarly voice.
We shiver and scowl and we grunt and we growl
At our bath and our boots and our toys;
And there ought to be a corner for me
(And I know' there is one for you)
When we get the hump--
Cameelious hump--
The hump that is black and blue!
The cure for this ill is not to sit still,
Or frowst with a book by the fire;
But to take a large hoe and a shovel also,
And dig till you gently perspire;
And then you will find that the sun and the wind,
And the Djinn of the Garden too,
Have lifted the hump--
The horrible hump--
The hump that is black and blue!
I get it as well as you-oo-oo--
If I haven't enough to do-oo-oo!
We all get hump--
Cameelious hump--
Kiddies and grown-ups too!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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The Camels Hump
The Camel's hump is an ugly lump
Which well you may see at the Zoo;
But uglier yet is the hump we get
From having too little to do.
Kiddies and grown-ups too-oo-oo,
If we haven't enough to do-oo-oo,
We get the hump-
Cameelious hump-
The hump that is black and blue!
We climb out of bed with a frouzly head,
And a snarly-yarly voice.
We shiver and scowl and we grunt and we growl
At our bath and our boots and our toys;
And there ought to be a corner for me
(And I know' there is one for you)
When we get the hump-
Cameelious hump-
The hump that is black and blue!
The cure for this ill is not to sit still,
Or frowst with a book by the fire;
But to take a large hoe and a shovel also,
And dig till you gently perspire;
And then you will find that the sun and the wind,
And the Djinn of the Garden too,
Have lifted the hump-
The horrible hump-
The hump that is black and blue!
I get it as well as you-oo-oo-
If I haven't enough to do-oo-oo!
We all get hump-
Cameelious hump-
Kiddies and grown-ups too!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Yinged and Yanged
If I never ever see you,
You'd be fine!
And I'd be too!
If you never see the 'me' I am,
I still will not deserve
To be kicked to the curb and slammed.
'Cause I believe I've yinged and yanged my needs.
Doing yoga to get over.
Making my life much more easier for me.
And I do it to get over the hump!
I do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
Taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
I do it to get over the hump!
I do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
Taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
If I never ever see you,
You'd be fine!
And I'd be too!
'Cause I believe I've yinged and yanged my needs.
Doing yoga to get over.
Making my life much more easier me.
And I do it to get over the hump!
I do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
And taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
I do it to get over the hump!
I do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
And taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
'Cause I do yoga.
And I ain't bi-polar.
I don't drink soda.
To stir my motor.
As I grow older,
I don't cry on shoulders.
I get right up!
And I strut my stuff,
With a strength that's tough.
And I...
Do it to get over the hump!
I do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
And taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
Do it to get over the hump.
Yes I do it to get over the hump.
I will do it to get over the hump.
And taking every lump and crushing it to dump!
Yinged and yanged,
Over the hump.
I've yinged and yanged,
Over the hump.
Yinged and yanged,
Over the hump.
I've yinged and yanged,
Over the hump.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Saint And The Hunchback
Hunchback. Stand up and lift your hand and bless
A man that finds great bitterness
In thinking of his lost renown.
A Roman Caesar is held down
Under this hump.
Saint. God tries each man
According to a different plan.
I shall not cease to bless because
I lay about me with the taws
That night and morning I may thrash
Greek Alexander from my flesh,
Augustus Caesar, and after these
That great rogue Alcibiades.
Hunchback. To all that in your flesh have stood
And blessed, I give my gratitude,
Honoured by all in their degrees,
But most to Alcibiades.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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My Humps
(trumpets)
*sighs*
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump.
My hump my hump my hump. My lovely little lumps.
Check it out
I drive these brothers crazy; I do it on the day
Look, they treat me really nicely; they buy me all these ices:
Dolce and Gabbana, Vinny and Nedonna.
Caring, they be sharing all their money, got me wearing fly
Brother I aint asking, they say they love my ass and
Seven jeans to religion, I say no but they keep giving
So I keep on taking, and no I aint taking,
We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating my love.
My love my love my love. You love my lady lumps.
My hump my hump my hump. My humps, they got you
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
Imma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
Cuz of my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps.
Check it out
I met a girl down at the disco, she said:
Hey, hey-hey yeh lets go. I could be your baby; you could be my honey, lets spend time, not money and:
Mix your milk with my cocoa, puh - milky, milky cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa, huh - milky, milky right
They say Im really sexy. Them boys, they wanna sex me,
They always standing next to me, always dancing next to me.
Trying to feel my hump, hump, looking at my lump, lump,
You can look but you cant touch it, if you touch it
Imma start some drama, you dont want no drama.
Nono drama, nononono drama.
So dont pull on my hand boy, you aint my man boy
Im just trying to dance boy, and move my hump, my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps,
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps,
In the back and in the front, my loving got you
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
Imma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon do with all that breast, all that breast inside that shirt?
Imma make-make-make-make you work, make you work-work, make you work.
*sighs*
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
(piano)
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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The camel never sees his own hump, but that of his brother is always in his eyes.
Query?
Query...?
A diamond screw
That drills into heads -
The sickle
That cuts weeds of doubt-
The plough tip
That furrows deep
The fields of knowledge-
A jumping hunchback
On the mind-dot-
Stooping cranes
Seeking solutions-
Born as dots
Grows into giants-
Melt into dot
Under meditation's heat-..
Straighten its hump
Surprise in exclamation-
A depth-searcher
Par excellence
When drawn out deftly
Fetches submerged truths!
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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We were not allowed to say, Screw, but we could say, Hump the hostess, because hump is in Shakespeare.
Her Photograph from Violence Scene Unfolds Her Tale
Strands in mud in her flight away,
As problem wasps gathered around.
On khaki emotions rebound;
A lamb lost its way.
Harsh orders: cracks on character;
Divorce: her small hump;
Two little stomachs: hump on hump;
Her police uniform: wanted unwanted shelter.
Storm of khaki police;
Uprooted sense violently.
Camera mouths gobbled voraciously,
And vomited on front of dailies.
Sudden kick on abdomen did land;
Pain flowers scattered on visage hers.
Oh! that haunting photograph hers!
‘Mrs.Apanna, what a tragic strand! ’
poem by Fabiyas M V
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X-ray
Dont be fooled by appearances,
It only shows what the world already knows
Dont rely on the physical evidence
Of what the x-ray pictures show
Because inside every straight upright citizen a tormented
Emotionally impaired psycologically damaged personality resides
And beside every crooked man stands an angel with wings
And the spirit can do truly wonderous things
As I watch the hump-backed man hobble down the high street
I say a silent prayer for myself
I was taken to the local doctor
For a consultation about my physical health
I heard him ask about my family - history
You see, mrs. davies, it might be hereditary. yes it might
Maybe think about my family, cause socially could be
You were a physical deformity
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray
Evry morning I got up and looked in the mirror to see if the hump had
Appeared on my back. to my disappointment I was not a freak.
You see, maybe thered be side benefits to become in a cripple,
Side benefits like prioroty seating at football matches. and I thought
If Im gonna be a cripple, Ill go all the way
They could photograph reality,
But they cant picture your fantasy
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray
cos the world only sees what it believes and is revealed in the x-ray
It only knows what it knows, photographs, video and the printed word
Yes/but there is more in this heaven on earth
Than (what)/(what those scientists now and) is revealed on/in the x-ray
song performed by by Kinks
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An Eternal Étudiante
Ah, tiara on my head, approved by my colleagues
I opened an SMS to be informed our class has been
cancelled for this afternoon, now doing sentences
we would have done in class but there is no joy, one
needs an enthusiastic trainer to suffer repetition of
grammar rules in meaningless sentences
The only fun I have is to change my name and address
in an application to become an actress - comédienne -
yet I could never could be one, when strangers look at
me I sprout horns and turn into a hunchback - I might
get a role as the Hunchback of Notre Dame but this is
hardly something on which I wish to base my fame
So I shall remain a traductrice, an eternal étudiante
"traductrice" = translator
"étudiante" = student
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Huxter
He has a hump like an ape on his back;
He has of money a plentiful lack;
And but for a gay coat of double his girth
There is not a plainer thing on the earth
This fine May morning.
But the huxter has a bottle of beer;
He drives a cart and his wife sits near
Who does not heed his lack or his hump;
And they laugh as down the lane they bump
This fine May morning.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Jump And Thump
Jump and thump.
Move your hump.
Jump and thump.
Move your hump.
Jump and thump.
Move your hump.
Jump and thump.
Move your hump.
Jump and thump.
Jump and thump.
When you're drunk,
jump and thump.
Move your hump.
Jump and thump,
when you're drunk.
Jump and thump.
Jump and thump.
When you're drunk.
Jump and thump.
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Car Dog
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
Even through speed bumps, shes a cardog
She watches discovery channel, she chews her paw
Pissed off she cant go to the beach, cause its against the law
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
Even through speed bumps, shes a cardog
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
And even through speed bumps
Cardog, sleepin on the lawn
Screaming when she yawns
Shes a cardog
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Only the hunchback himself knows how he can lie comfortably.
The artist should not only paint what he sees before him, but also what he sees in himself. If, however, he sees nothing within him, then he should also refrain from painting what he sees before him. Otherwise his pictures will be like those folding screens behind which one expects to find only the sick or the dead.
quote by Caspar David Friedrich
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The Zombie's Wife
The zombie's wife
has a dowager's hump
and never sees the sky.
On her way to church
she steps on ants
and swipes at every fly.
Her husband Humphrey
stays at home
and scours the house
for the squeaky mouse
his wife says got inside.
Winter's coming
and the larder's bare
so Humphrey wants
his wife to fix
the mouse for supper
fricasseed or fried.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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