What's bred in the bone will come out in the flesh.
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What's bred in the bone will never out of the flesh.
What is bred in the bone won't out of the flesh.
It will not out of the flesh that is bred in the bone.
What is bred in the bone will not out of the flesh.
To Avoid Rejection
take a part of your
pelvic bone
close your eyes
let someone take
the flesh
and bone to bone
of your own bone
let it grow
smoothly
to get rid of the pain
and start anew
bone to bone
of my contention
following yours
nothing
opposing
blood following
the flow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Avoiding A Rejection
take a part of your
pelvic bone
close your eyes
let someone take
the flesh
and bone to bone
of your own bone
let it grow
smoothly
to get rid of the pain
and start anew
bone to bone
of my contention
following yours
nothing
opposing
blood following
the flow
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Bone Of The House
in the house
he is a bone,
not a flesh on
the side
dogs outside are
waiting
he is not the
kind of bone
that any dog
wants,
the useless bone
in the kitchen
mere shadow of
the soup-stock
left-over of the flesh
inside the garbage can.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truly
Truly i am your bone and your flesh!
And like the muse of the sons born to King David in Hebron;
But, the bridle of the bondage is always seen around us.
Truly i am your bone and your flesh!
But the swords of life are here today to slay one and another;
For, hatred is now the way of the people.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Alone With Everybody
the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.
there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.
nobody ever finds
the one.
the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else
fills.
Anonymous submission.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Be there an introspection
Parents type I:
You feed the dog;
It guards the yard.
You pay the maid;
She is your aid.
Bone and flesh,
Parents gave you.
Without their nod
You flee with a lad.
You are ungrateful;
Parents are indignant.
Parents type II:
Plants give flowers
For bees to hover.
Moon sends light
For lovers to delight.
Cow yields calf.
Calf selects the bull.
Your bone and flesh-
Out of parents’ blush.
Give bone and flesh,
With one you wish.
Your joy parents cherish.
They have no remorse.
Which parents are you-
The one demanding a return
Or the one retaining the love?
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Between Two Worlds
I got a dirty, dirty feelin
That I just cant shake
Yeah my brain keeps burnin
And my body just aches
I know a womans body
Is only flesh and bone
A womans body is
Only flesh and bone
How come I cant let go?
Im between two worlds
I said oh yeah, Im out of my mind
Im between two worlds
Theres a lot of people talkin
bout the danger zone
Theres adventure novels
bout takin to the road
I know a womans body
Is only flesh and bone
How come I cant let go
Im between two worlds
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Ringfinger
Well youve got me working so heard lately.
Working my hands until they bleed.
If I was twice the man I could be.
Id still be half of what you need
Still you lead me and I follow
Anything you ask you know Ill do.
But this one act of consecration is what I ask of you
Ringfinger.
Promise carved in stone.
Deeper than the sea.
Ringfinger.
Sever flesh and bone
And offer it to me.
You just left me nailed here.
Hanging like jesus on the cross.
Ill be dying for your sins.
And aiding to the cause.
Ringfinger.
Promise carved in stone.
Deeper than the sea.
Ringfinger.
Sever flesh and bone
And offer it to me.
Wrap my eyes in bandages.
Confessions I see through.
I get everything I want.
When I get part of you.
Ringfinger.
Promise carved in stone.
Deeper than the sea.
Ringfinger.
Sever flesh and bone
And offer it to me.
Ringfinger.
Promise carved in stone.
Deeper than the sea.
Ringfinger.
Devils flesh and bone
Do something for me.
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Canada
England, father and mother in one,
Look on your stalwart son.
Sturdy and strong, with the valour of youth,
Where is another so lusty?
Coated and mailed, with the armour of truth,
Where is another so trusty?
Flesh of your flesh, and bone of your bone,
He is yours alone.
England, father and mother in one,
See the wealth of your son.
Forests primeval, and virginal sod,
Wheat-fields golden and splendid:
Riches of nature and opulent God
For the use of his children intended.
A courage that dares, and a hope that endures,
And a soul all yours.
England, father and mother in one,
Hear the cry of your son.
Little cares he for the glories of earth
Lying around and above him,
Yearning is he for the rights of his birth,
And the heart of his mother to love him.
Vast are your gifts to him, ample his store,
Now open your door.
England, father and mother in one,
Heed the voice of your son.
Proffer him place in your councils of state:
Let him sit near, and attend you.
Ponder his words in the hour of debate,
Strong is his arm to defend you.
Flesh of your flesh, and bone of your bone,
Give him his own.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Given The Dog A Bone
She take you down easy
Going down to her knees
Going down to the devil
Down down to ninety degrees
Oh, shes blowing me crazy
Till my ammunition is dry
Oh, shes using her head again
Shes using her head
Oh, shes using her head again
Chorus:
Im just a givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Im just a givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Im just a givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Yeow
Shes no mona lisa
No, shes no playboy star
But shell send you to heaven
Then explode you to mars
Oh, shes using her head again
Using her head again
Shes using her head
Using her head again
Oh, shes using her head again
Using her head
Chorus
Lets go
Oooh, oh, oh, oh
She got the power of union
Yeah, she only hits when its hot
And if she likes what youre doing
Yeah, shell give you alot
(given everything she got)
Ive just given the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Ive just given the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Im just givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Im just a givin the dog a bone
Givin the dog a bone
Im just a given a dog
Givin a dog
Givin a dog
Ooooh
Im just a givin a dog a bone
song performed by by AC-DC
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Her Fruit
A deep sleep fell on Adam and out of him came Eve,
'Bone from my bone and flesh from my flesh';
Oh woman my lover! You were taken out me.
Subtle and Crafty came around to deceive them,
'You will become as gods after eating this fruit';
And in pain and toll the woman brought forth children.
Of the seat of your face to make ends meet,
And of yout toil in the land to provide for yourselves;
'For the woman gave me her fruit and i ate it',
And there came sin to bond us in this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lull
time is a lullaby
the being inside a being
is like a baby inside a cradle
of the arms of a mother
inside is inside and further is another further
somehow when farther goes farther
there is more to become
rather than find an exit and then enter
another door and close it and live there
and then bone after bone
you take away what is left of
the self after the flesh is consumed
by another hungry flesh.
there is a lull in boredom
there is a escape that longs for
another greater escape.
i know you're tired listening to this
but does it really matter?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Flesh & Bone
By: jimmy buffett
If men came from venus
And women came from mars
Then Id be lunching with my boyfriends
While you girls talked about cigars
But thats not how it happened
Evolution took a different turn
We may be creatures with some unique features
But weve still got a lot to learn
We made it nearly 20 centuries
But your monkeys with ph.d.s
Spun a web of communications
But its all still a tangle to me
I cant tell the spiders
From the dangling flies and moths
I feel like like some outsider
Who seems to have his wires all crossed
I cant fax you my love
I cant email my heart
I cant see your face in cyberspace
I dont know where to start
Im light years behind
From the age they call stone
Im a carbon based caveman
Honey just flesh and bone
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to connect with you
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to get my message through
Now we live in this age of computers
They run everything in the world
And Im a little behind on this technical climb
And you are an internet girl
Ive got words but no processor
Ive got feelings but I dont know dos
So I just have to go back to basics
To try to get my point across
Desperate for a glimpse of the future
We use crystals and cards and dice
And that y2k is coming our way
Theyre talking about some worldly strife
Its time to think of simpler options
Its time to formulate a big plan b
So if your hard drive does crash
Ive got some kruggerands stashed
Come on and sail away with me
I cant fax you my love
I cant email my heart
I cant see your face in cyberspace
I dont know where to start
Im light years behind
From the age they call stone
Im a carbon based caveman
Honey just flesh and bone
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Trying to connect with you
I aint no clone
Im just flesh and bone
Lets run away to timbuktu
(spoken) oh yeah baby come on run away
Dont worry I dont byte
I might nip a little bit
Here let me get that
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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ALZHEIMER'S ZONG(for my old pal Al)
'The soul bone's
connected to the heart bone! '
'The heart bone's
connected to the mind bone! '
'The mind bone's
connected to the bone bone! '
'The bone bone's
connected to the thought bone! '
'The Thought bone's
connected to the Time bone! '
'The Time bone's
connected to the memory bone! '
'The memory bone's...'
'The memory bones...'
'... memory's bones...'
'Now where have all
the words
...gone! '
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I used to look after someone with Alzheimer's and she used to sing this over and over and chuckle to herself until the wordsand she gradually faded away and there was no enough memory and wit to sustain the song or her any longer.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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And God Created Woman
In a deep sleep I fell
And the music starts 2 swell
One of my ribs he took and it shall be
Bone of my bones (bone of my bones)
And God created woman
And we were naked and did not care
Theres a time 2 take and a time 2 share
2 in love, all around and all aware
Flesh of my flesh (flesh of my flesh)
And God created woman
Temptation sweet and so much (sweet and so much)
Surely die if neither one of us shall ye touch (shall ye touch)
Then again we could die from the rush (rush)
Heart of my heart (heart of my heart)
And God created woman (woman)
Woman
My-my-my-my-my-my woman
In my darkest hour I find
Many serpents who have lied (lied)
Given half the chance still Id run 2 your side (run 2 your side)
Love of my love (love of my love)
And God created woman (woman)
And if I never see u again
Its alright 4 I am guilty of no sin
They can have u, Ill have your love in the end
Soul of my soul (soul of my soul)
And God created woman
(God created woman)
(God created woman) (woman)
Flesh of my flesh
(God created woman) (soul)
(God created, God created woman)
(God created, God created woman)
(God created woman)
song performed by by Prince
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No Distant Lord Have I
No distant Lord have I,
Loving afar to be;
Made flesh for me, He cannot rest
Until He rests in me.
Brother in joy and pain,
Bone of my bone was He;
More intimate and closer still—
He dwells Himself in me.
I need not journey far
This dearest Friend to see;
Companionship is always mine;
He makes His home with me.
poem by Maltbie Davenport Babcock
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