Watch out for the dog that doesn't bark and the man who says nothing.
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Doggy Style
1-My dog
my lovely dog
that sees everything
listen everything
knows everything
and can't tell me
nothing!
Feels sorry for me.
2-My dog
doesn't bark
bullshit
My dog
doesn't bark
about others
My dog
doesn't bark
curses
My dog
barks
only the truth.
cK
poem by Arian Llalla
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My dogs
bark at the neighbors,
bark at the UPS man,
bark at cars
and kids on bicycles.
they bark at the television,
the radio
and the stereo.
they bark at
the vacuum cleaner,
the dust mop
and the broom.
they bark at
anyone
who enters the house
uninvited.
and
when they’re not barking,
they’re sitting there
waiting
for something
to bark at.
good dogs.
poem by John Yamrus
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Sense Defect
Though I can not see, it doesn’t mean I can not listen
Though I can not hear, it doesn’t mean I can not scent
Though I can not smell, it doesn’t mean I can not savor
Though I can not taste, it doesn’t mean I can not appreciate
Though I can not feel, it doesn’t mean I can not watch
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Stringy-Bark Tree
There's the whitebox and pine on the ridges afar,
Where the iron-bark, blue-gum, and peppermint are;
There is many another, but dearest to me,
And the king of them all was the stringy-bark tree.
Then of stringy-bark slabs were the walls of the hut,
And from stringy-bark saplings the rafters were cut;
And the roof that long sheltered my brothers and me
Was of broad sheets of bark from the stringy-bark tree.
And when sawn-timber homes were built out in the West,
Then for walls and for ceilings its wood was the best;
And for shingles and palings to last while men be,
There was nothing on earth like the stringy-bark tree.
Far up the long gullies the timber-trucks went,
Over tracks that seemed hopeless, by bark hut and tent;
And the gaunt timber-finder, who rode at his ease,
Led them on to a gully of stringy-bark trees.
Now still from the ridges, by ways that are dark,
Come the shingles and palings they call stringy-bark;
Though you ride through long gullies a twelve months you’ll see
But the old whitened stumps of the stringy-bark tree.
poem by Henry Lawson
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New York Winter
New York Winter
Upon seeing the weather on TV, I noticed in your area
Your weather outside is dreadful But here it's so delightful
So because you've no place to go, watch it snow, watch it snow, watch it snow
It doesn't show signs of quittin You know you're stuck there just a sittin
Guess you could let the lights go low
Save some electric and watch it snow, snow, snow
It's gonna be 72 here today Why'd anyone stay up your way?
You need to find another place to go
Where there isn't any snow, any snow, any snow
Come visit, we have room with a view
Something you'll see that is new
With grass that one doesn't have to mow
And there's no snow, there's no snow, there's no snow
Jim 2008
poem by James Casey
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Mother Doesn't Want a Dog
Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
And when you come home late at night
And there is ice and snow,
You have to go back out because
The dumb dog has to go.
Mother doesn't want a dog.
Mother says they shed,
And always let the strangers in
And bark at friends instead,
And do disgraceful things on rugs,
And track mud on the floor,
And flop upon your bed at night
And snore their doggy snore.
Mother doesn't want a dog.
She's making a mistake.
Because, more than a dog, I think
She will not want this snake.
poem by Judith Viorst
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Sarah
Sarah hangs her head down low.
she won't let them see her cry.
Nobody hears. Nobody cares.
No one's there to watch her die.
Sarah doesn't want to eat.
She starves away her fear.
Thinking if she lost a few more pounds,
She might just disappear.
Sarah starts to hate herself.
she can't bear to exist.
She's not strong. She's not brave.
So she puts a cut on each damned wrist.
Sarah's mind is a disease,
Her heart a hollow cave.
She doesn't fight. She doesn't hope.
She knows she can't be saved.
Sarah just wants to be loved.
She lies down on the floor.
She doesn't try to hide her tears.
She's just not worth it anymore.
Sarah hangs her head down low.
She's too far gone to cry.
Nobody hears. Nobody cares.
No one's there to watch her die.
In The End
One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I
tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with
me
I'm surprised it got so (far)
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though
I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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If you put a bone in the dog's mouth it doesn't bark.
Alls Quiet On The Eastern Front
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
See me silently quietly creep I am too
Amped up to sleep lamp rays shining down
Street lamps make the bussing sound subway
Creaking down below garbage piled up and ready to go
Lock the windows the gates on taxi in the
Distance coming along stalking the streets
Till the break of day new york beauty take my
Breath away near some cats but dogs dont
Bark cool cats strolling after dark
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
Shaky lock and kicky door smokey air that
I adore down in the alley is where I hunt
All is quiet on the eastern front
Stalking the streets till the break of day
New york beauty take my breath away
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
Watch the watch the way I walk
Cant you think my movements talk
Cant you think my movements talk
Cant you think my movements talk
song performed by by Ramones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Little Comfortable
The prepared bed
The warm food
The fresh cloth
Man sometimes doesn’t realize
There’s a ‘dwarf’ that helps in daily life
The tidy room
The clean toilet
The washed dishes
Man sometimes doesn’t remember
There’s a ‘dwarf’ that makes those comfort
The welcome greet
The opened door
The safe night
Man sometimes doesn’t appreciate
There’s a ‘dwarf’ that keeps in watch
The quiet listener
The secret keeper
The pathfinder
Man sometimes doesn’t regard
There’s a ‘dwarf’ that gives those comfort
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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It Doesn't Matter
Hey, how's your conscience lately
You tried so hard to please me
And now you seem so uneasy
You say that you've enough and you're out of love
It hit me like a hurricane
It hit me like a speeding train
I try to climb a mountain range
And fall down on the ground again
I thought that it would be OK
But you had other cards to play
Just like a shot from a gun
I got hurt, I got stunned
That's how it hit me
I just want to know why
Do you do this to me?
And where, is your sense of reason?
So how, could you fool me so long?
And now, watch my tenderness turn to emptiness
It hit me like a hurricane...
It doesn't matter what I do
It doesn't matter much to you
It doesn't matter what I do
It's over now, we're through
You got me feeling excited
You gad me set and ignited
But now I'm feeling so down low
Like some down-trodden hobo
It doesn't matter...
You gad me chasing illusions
You got me lost in confusion
And I'm so tired of losin'
I've got to stop, now, and not get involved with you
again
It doesn't matter...
song performed by by Supertramp
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Double-Tail Dog
Would you like to buy a dog with a tail at either end?
He is quite the strangest dog there is in town.
Though he's not too good at knowing
just exactly where he's going,
He is very very good at sitting down.
He doesn't have a place to put a collar,
And I'll admit it's rather hard to lead him,
And he cannot hear you call
For he has no ears at all,
But it doesn't cost a single cent to feed him.
He cannot bite, he'll never bark or growl,
Just scratch him on his tails, he'll find it pleasing.
But you'll have to take him out
For twice as many walks,
And I'll bet that you can quickly guess the reason.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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And the consumer doesn't care. They don't watch networks, they watch TV shows.
Whatever
(feat. The Trolls)
I'm sittin' like a stone
On a solitary evening
Without my girl
Life has no meaning
She didn't say why
And she didn't say what for
she just said "I've been thinking it over"
And whatever,
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever
The solution to love
I haven't found yet
Does God have curlers and a
Lairnet
Everything I say comes out
To be a no no
The feelings I had were the
Only promo
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever
Now I'm just one of the Joes
On the corner
I guess I ought to stay home
And watch the porno
I wanna get close
But no one
Will let me
I wish someone would react out
A and get me
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her face just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her touch just fades away
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXI: It doesn't mean any harm
It may be provocative
It may be disturbing
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be rough
It may be emotional
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be wild
It may be rebellious
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may go unplanned
It may look careless
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a nuisance
It may be a mistake
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a mess
It may be complicated
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be slow progress
It may test the patience
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be a hard blow
It may shake the faith
But it doesn't mean any harm
It may be cursed
It may be judged cruel
But it doesn't mean any harm
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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All's Quiet On The Eastern Front
Watch the watch the way i walk
Can't you think my movements talk
2x
See me silently quietly creep
I am too amped to sleep
lamp rays shining down
street lamps make the bussing sound
Subway creaking down below
garbage piled up and ready to go
Lock the windows the gates on
taxi in the distance coming along
Stalking the streets till the break of day
New York beauty take my breath away
Near some cats but dogs don't bark
Cool cats strolling after dark
Watch the watch the way i walk
Can't you think my movements talk
2x
Shakey lock and kicky door
Smokey air that I adore
down in the alley is where I hunt
all is quiet on the eastern front
Stalking the street till the break of day
New York beauty take my breath away
Watch the watch the way I walk
Can't you think my movements talk
Watch the watch the way I walk
Can't you think my movements talk
Can't you think my movements talk
Can't you think my movements talk
song performed by by Ramones from Pleasant Dreams
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The Old Bark Hut
Oh, my name is Bob the Swagman, before you all I stand,
And I've had many ups and downs while travelling through the land.
I once was well-to-do, my boys, but now I am stumped up,
And I'm forced to go on rations in an old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
I'm forced to go on rations in an old bark hut.
Ten pounds of flour, ten pounds of beef, some sugar and some tea,
That's all they give to a hungry man, until the Seventh Day.
If you don't be moighty sparing, you'll go with a hungry gut
For that's one of the great misfortunes in an old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
For that's one of the great misfortunes in an old bark hut.
The bucket you boil your beef in has to carry water, too,
And they'll say you're getting mighty flash if you should ask for two.
I've a billy, and a pint pot, and a broken-handled cup,
And they all adorn the table in the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
And they all adorn the table in the old bark hut.
Faith, the table is not made of wood, as many you have seen
For if I had one half so good, I'd think myself serene
'Tis only an old sheet of bark—God knows when it was cut
It was blown from off the rafters of the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
It was blown from off the rafters of the old bark hut.
And of furniture, there's no such thing, 'twas never in the place,
Except the stool I sit upon—and that's an old gin case.
It does us for a safe as well, but you must keep it shut,
Or the flies would make it canter round the old hark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
Or the flies would make it canter round the old bark hut.
If you should leave it open, and the flies should find your meat,
They'll scarcely leave a single piece that's fit for man to eat.
But you mustn't curse, nor grumble—what won't fatten will fill up
For what's out of sight is out of mind in an old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
For what's out of sight is out of mind in an old bark hut.
In the summer time, when the weather's warm, this hut is nice and cool,
And you'll find the gentle breezes blowing in through every hole.
You can leave the old door open, or you can leave it shut,
There's no fear of suffocation in the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
There's no fear of suffocation in the old bark hut.
In the winter time—preserve us all—to live in there's a treat
Especially when it's raining hard, and blowing wind and sleet.
The rain comes down the chimney, and your meat is black with soot
That's a substitute for pepper in an old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
That's a substitute for pepper in an old bark hut.
I've seen the rain come in this hut just like a perfect flood,
Especially through that great big hole where once the table stood.
There's not a blessed spot, me boys, where you could lay your nut,
But the rain is sure to find you in the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
But the rain is sure to find you in the old bark hut.
So beside the fire I make me bed, and there I lay me down,
And think myself as happy as the king that wears a crown.
But as you'd be dozing off to sleep a flea will wake you up,
Which makes you curse the vermin in the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hu
Which makes you curse the vermin in the old bark hut.
Faith, such flocks of fleas you never saw, they are so plump and fat,
And if you make a grab at one, he'll spit just like a cat.
Last night they got my pack of cards, and were fighting for the cut
I thought the devil had me in the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
I thought the devil had me in the old bark hut.
So now, my friends, I've sung my song, and that as well as I could,
And I hope the ladies present won't think my language rude,
And all ye younger people, in the days when you grow up,
Remember Bob the Swagman, and the old bark hut.
In an old bark hut. In an old bark hut.
Remember Bob the Swagman, and the old bark hut.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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