What I want to bring back to superheroes with this project is a sense of play. Things have gotten so dreary. The heroes have gotten so ugly that even their muscles have muscles.
quote by Frank Miller
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Muscles
(michael jackson)
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
She said she wants a guy
To keep her satisfied
But thats alright for her
But it aint enough for me
Still, I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
They say they have to see
His real personality
But thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I need what the eyes can see, ah
(his anatomy)
If thats alright for them
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
Just make him beautiful
I just want some strong man to hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
Muscle man, I want to love you
In person, I want your body
Come with me, hiding the cascades
Let this be, weve got this thing made
Lost at sea, hide the desert
Stay with me, you wont regret it
Take this love, so deep to swim in
Come to me, and let the love in
She said she wants a man
To always understand
But thats alright for her
Still it aint enough for me
I dont care if hes young or old
(just make him beautiful)
I just want someone I can hold on to
I want muscles
All, all over his body
(make him strong enough from his head down to his toes)
I want muscles
All over him, all over him
I want muscles
All, all over his body
I want muscles
I want all I can get
All over him, all over him
I want muscles, muscles, muscles
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Leave That Noise On The Street
If you want your pains from you,
To go away to stay.
You've got to massage them down.
And give them attention needed.
Massage them done.
And those pains will go away.
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
A believer!
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
A believer!
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
Not uptight.
If you want your pains from you,
To go away to stay...
You've got to massage them down slowly,
Everyday.
You've got to massage them down slowly...
Everyday.
You've got to massage them down slowly...
Without delay.
Muscles in your legs pain,
Everyday.
And the muscles on your back too!
Everyday.
Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Muscles in your legs pain,
Everyday.
And the muscles on your back too!
Everyday.
Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
I'll help those pains you've got with muscles,
To go away.
I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.
I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.
I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
Just leave us, peacefully.
Just leave us, peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Flashback Reaction
When father and daughter had words
contracting muscles in my face
felt like worms crawling
under my skin
Daughter conceded, father was right,
muscles relaxed, back to normal,
a flashback reaction
to early youth
When I held my fingers in my ears
as mother and father conversed
in angry words, grating
on my nerves…
poem by Margaret Alice
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Big City Girls
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Late night hustle goin down in the city
A one way street on the wrong side of town
Young and foolish, man dont you know
All we could see were
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls
We worked out a deal with some chicks on the corner
Back at the room it was never to be
No one had money and the girls got so uptight
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls, so tough
Baby I know, its just what I see
Baby I know, its not what I need
Big city, big city girls
The next thing you know, things got rough, babe
They carved out a warnin with a switch blade knife
The message was clear, if you wanna play, you gotta pay
Ladies in the night, walkin a straight line
Ladies in the night, workin overtime
Ladies in the night, doin the hustle
Ladies in the night, flexin their muscles
Ladies in the night, big city, big city girls
song performed by by April Wine
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World Strongest Boy
Strongest boy Richard Sandrak,
was born in the Ukraine,
went on Las Vegas Wrestling Stage,
6 years is a very tender age.
He starting lifting weights at age two,
building big muscles through and through.
Bench press 180 pounds,
in the gym he also squats and jumps around.
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger born in Austria,
went to California to become a movie star.
Now he has a new wrestling foe,
born in Romania is Giuliano Stroe.
He did 30 air pushups on Romanian t.v.
the most interesting sight most
people did see.
A lot more muscles he will gain
bodybuilding will be his claim to fame
now who will keep their muscles up
in this rugged game?
Some people think they have a
missing gene in their DNA,
making them grow this way.
I think they missed their childhood
no matter what they say.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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World's Strongest Boy
Strongest boy Richard Sandrak,
was born in the Ukraine,
went on Las Vegas Wrestling Stage,
6 years is a very tender age.
He starting lifting weights at age two,
building big muscles through and through.
Bench press 180 pounds,
in the gym he also squats and jumps around.
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger born in Austria,
went to California to become a movie star.
Now he has a new wrestling foe,
born in Romania is Giuliano Stroe.
He did 30 air pushups on Romanian t.v.
the most interesting sight most
people did see.
A lot more muscles he will gain
bodybuilding will be his claim to fame
now who will keep their muscles up
in this rugged game?
Some people think they have a
missing gene in their DNA,
making them grow this way.
I think they missed their childhood
no matter what they say.
Written by Suzae Chevalier Feb.18,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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World Strongest Boy
Strongest boy Richard Sandrak,
was born in the Ukraine,
went on Las Vegas Wrestling Stage,
6 years is a very tender age.
He starting lifting weights at age two,
building big muscles through and through.
Bench press 180 pounds,
in the gym he also squats and jumps around.
Like Arnold Schwarzenegger born in Austria,
went to California to become a movie star.
Now he has a new wrestling foe,
born in Romania is Giuliano Stroe.
He did 30 air pushups on Romanian t.v.
the most interesting sight most
people did see.
A lot more muscles he will gain
bodybuilding will be his claim to fame
now who will keep their muscles up
in this rugged game?
Some people think they have a
missing gene in their DNA,
making them grow this way.
I think they missed their childhood
no matter what they say.
Written by Suzae Chevalier Feb.18,2011
www.suzae.com
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Muscles are in a most intimate and peculiar sense the organs of the will.
quote by G. Stanley Hall
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6. The Dog
dogs have a good sense of knowing
if things are rightly going
they cant do anything to change the odds
but in their memory they store
the ugly acts done infront of them
loosing manhood infront of a dog
the soul of dog must have run away
hidden itself behind the bin
to smell the bin rather than an ugly act
to view in the hellish room
over and over again it came
opened the door to warn
not to play with someone else
when my master you are married to my mam
still the wicked master enjoyed, putting the doggy at ill
what an ugly master to be, doing sin
infront of the dog who has lots of sense
knowing what is right from wrong
but that ugly master of the dog
didnt bother about his act so far
poem by Laila Khan
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Stretch
Stretch in the morning
when you open your eyes.
Stretch those muscles
before you arise.
Be like the cat
or dog you see
who won't make a move
til its muscles are free.
Stretch out your life.
Don't move so fast.
Move a little slower
to make it last.
Be like the cat
that has nine lives.
Fall gently.
That's how one survives
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Homeland Attired In The Chasuble Of Nerves…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon.
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason…
It resists the power of the assault,
And the invader, too, seems exhausted.
Power is power, and force is force…
It ploughs even the mountain slopes.
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is weapon, armed forces and power.
The troops of those muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Muscles protect veins –
The current of life and being,
The willpower’s invisible shield.
The muscle of the heart
Is always on duty,
The pendulum of breath
Never tires out,
And the sound nerve
Encourages and inspires
All the virtues and merits
Of the universe…
A muscle is a muscle, nothing else.
The muscular world storms and rages,
And the sensitive wave of blood
Drills even the leaders and sages.
O muscle, keep awake, keep vigil!
Do not put out the fire of reason!
The homeland attired
In the chasuble of nerves
Quivers, rages and frets…
A muscle is a muscle, and nothing else,
It is armed forces, power and weapon,
And the nerve of the muscle can
Ascend the mounts of reason.
The troops of muscles,
The muscles themselves
Make a very durable armor.
Force is force…
It ploughs even the slopes,
And power is power…
poem by Janri Gogeshvili
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My surroundings
Flowing seemingly through my surroundings
Surroundings carved by my ways
Give me the strength to breath
To fill the vacuum I have surrounded me with
Solitude has silenced me
Never to speak as myself again
My words no longer requires air
No air
My actions requires no muscles
No Muscles
What I do is not real
Obscured by my surroundings.
Solitude have mercy and let some air in
Let me have enough to Exist
To wallow in your cold mist
// i know there is no ongoing rhythm in this poem, but i just had to post it anyway
Here In Higglytown
(Theme to Higglytown Heroes)
Here in Higglytown
Things all jump around
Just like the Higglytown heroes
(Our heroes)
They all work together
Making fun together
Come see the Higglytown heroes
Eubie, Wayne, Twinkle, Kip and Fran
All hop and pop around
Soon they'll learn about real heroes
Who and why and how
Now
Here in Higglytown
We'll all jump around
And meet the Higglytown heroes
(Our heroes)
We'll all work together
Having fun together
With all the Higglytown heroes
Let's all play together
Save the day together
Come join the Higglytown heroes
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Ugly Moods
Correction!
I did not say you were ugly.
Not in a physical way.
I meant you had ugly moments.
And you seem to bring them,
With you everyday.
No one denies,
You have looks for the eyes.
And if you kept your mouth shut sometimes...
You will find me more in your presence.
But it is your attitude,
That keeps me distanced.
And right now you are not being pleasant.
This is not the 'essence' I expected.
I am honest like that.
Do you want me to lie?
I did not say you were ugly.
You do have ugly moods.
And I can get very ugly myself...
That is how I recognize
That 'thing' I despise,
In you!
I do.
And two like us sharing that ugliness,
Do not need to be in the same room to feud.
I do not have to prove,
I can get uglier than you!
Even though that would be a challenge.
When you get through being so ugly...
Without your lips hanging down,
That's when I will come back around!
Have a good day!
Right now...
That is all I wish to you to say!
And yes...
You can be,
Very disagreeable and quite ugly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Two Riders On A Pavement
On the pavement to finite end
We ride two two-wheelers.
We, a young boy on a cycle and I on a bike.
A ride of the kind.
His muscles are strong and he cycles fast
Even as I observe his face blushing.
I let him go first, next I accelerate my machine.
The boy loses for a while..
I smile for a while like a winner
My machine is my pride I feel for a moment.
As I look back, I see the boy coming close
But another thought strikes me down.
I wait for a while and soon he overtakes me.
Let him go first ever.
I begin to recollect my teen age feats
When I too had strong and young muscles like his.
On the pavement to this finite end
Why should I ride my machine for a win?
The triumph of the machine is just stupid.
I salute you, my dear young cyclist.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The House Of Pain
welcome
to the house
of pain...
rehab pain
driving insane
intense agony
dark legacy
of an instant
of an accident
all muscles
instant torn
in right leg
limp weep on
limp on pain
to recovery?
patchwork leg
green blue black
blue hand prints
bruised muscles
littering agony leg
from right buttock
down to bruised
ankle screaming
swollen sorry foot
pain body
cannot carry
pain soul
cannot endure
pain raw by day
screaming seconds
pain blasting
pulsating
twisted muscles
knotted knarred
internal fire aflame
locked in pain
wearing down
resolve unrelenting
weeks enduring
rehab pain
driving insane
intense agony
welcome
to the house
of pain...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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So it's really nice after about a year and a half to get back on stage and flex those old muscles.
quote by Michael C. Hall
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I get very nervous whenever I think about it. I've never done a serious play, and I have such awe of the woman - she's really my only idol. It's going to be a big stretch - certain people come out on stage and your face muscles automatically tense and you get ready to smile.
quote by Judy Holliday
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Man’s technique
Excitement is the first stage through which
A woman passes in man’s foreplay,
Her sexual glands being stimulated.
Plateau is the second stage to which
She sails with the fast heart beats together
With breasts swellings and bottom wetting,
In the course of man’s motion upon her.
Orgasm is the third stage on which
She claims following the sustained action
When her vaginal and pelvic muscles
Grow tense and subsequently contract.
Resolution is the final stage
When her heat subsides, her heart beats slow down
And the muscles relax to calm her nerves.
Man’s failure will cost his hold on her.
03.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Grand Atlas
He kneels before us
His strength outweighs the others
And his muscles ache
As he carries the planet
Painstakingly on his back
poem by Amelia Patterson
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