You can't put the toothpaste back in the tube.
quote by H.R. Haldeman
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Once the toothpaste is out of the tube, it's hard to get it back in.
quote by H.R. Haldeman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The saddest poem in one line
Toothless and homeless
This aggressive old bearded man
Robbed a toothpaste tube
From the Supermarket
And wrote something
On the glass window
Before they called Police!
'Hungry & Angry.'
*Dedication to my poet friend Premji in gratitude!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Morning mirror
came squeezed out of the toothpaste tube
and the shower-head unblinking
said
as though this was the norm
suppose
with an accent
of a much more superior hose
you'll expect
everything to be like any other day
and tears came
a solitary drip
then two
and a coagulation of old shampoo
leaned across in vain
and in the mirror
hints that life was
maybe just a game
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Bubblehead
Spinning on a mound of battered and rival fools, and freaks look out
We really are the same behind our smiles of plasticene
Siting on a sofa, going over catch me in your hands
Stuck inside a vacuum tube, I've lost control
I can't get out
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
No sense of gravity I'm drifting off into the heat again
Makes this river tease my paranoia bleeds inside my head
Bobbing in a submarine feels like I'm in an acid trail again
Wish that I could pinch myself and wake up from this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
Pull it back together, heal reflections in our broken bones
We're so ridiculous, we dress it up with smiles and frowns
Anticipating, always waiting for the weather still to shine
Gazing in a crystal to the future as we lose our minds
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
And now the world is caving in
I can't break this bubblehead
The vacuum tube has sucked me in
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
I can't break my bubblehead
I can't break this bubblehead
song performed by by Feeder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Chad Hurley.
Tube of women
Tub of icecream
Tube map of overground
Bathtub model
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Tubular
Think about this he says;
“Life is tubular”
I chewed and swallowed
and listened to the globular pipe fitter
A road taught philosopher
Who had reduced living to it’s banal functions
“You masticate the polish and egg burrito
And send the contents down the esophageal tube
Where upon it enters the mouth of yet another tube
and the contents begins its journey
Through 25 feet of tubing
Small tubes gather up the nourishment
Of fat and proteins and fiber
“It’s tubular from beginning to end he says”
The seed shoots from the tube
The egg descends from the tube
The seed shoves its head through the wall
Tubes begin growing
“Think about this too” he says
like some seated sage
with a room full of listeners
“The whole thing is headed for the big flush in the sea”
I imagined the spewing
the flotsam of lunchrooms
sanitariums, houses and public restrooms
I was inspired as I rose from my perch
And tossed the half eaten burrito in the trash
“Even that trashcan is tubular”
As I moved back into the world
I realized I would never see it again
as it had been before lunch.
poem by George Murdock
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Crash Mat
I wish that I could fly with you
Just wanna be with you
You've torn a little piece of skin
You make me feel alive and new
You are my oxygen
I'm sucking love through a tube
You feed me like a drug again
You're my addiction
My cigarettes and Absolut
I've gotta pull myself away
Because I'm coming down
Crashing back down to you
I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
Put the crashmat out
Cause I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
Cause I'm coming down
Put the crashmat out
You cut me and I bleed again
You it's funny but...
The pleasure in pain is true
You hit me like an accident
I'm in an aeroplane
Coming back down to earth
I'm searching for an easy way
You know that yesterday
Seems they never sent you away
I'm pulling on the cord again
Because I'm coming down
Crashing back down to you
I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
Put the crashmat out
Cause I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
I'm coming around
Put the crashmat out
Put the crashmat out
You make me feel alive and new
You are my oxygen
I'm sucking love through a tube
You feed me like a drug again
But now I'm coming down
Crashing back down to you
I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
Put the crashmat out
Cause I'm coming around
Cause I'm coming around
I'm coming down
Put the crashmat out
Cause I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
I'm coming around
Put the crashmat out
Cause I'm coming down
Yes I'm coming down
I'm coming down
song performed by by Feeder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Under the weather...
Under the weather
Down low
Beneath the ground
Water, mud, rain…
Soon I'll be gone
With the sand
In the wind
Sunny side up
Not so sunny
So I walk
Or is it mope?
I mope around
Away from the day
Escaping the sun's ray
Rainbow
Or is it a dark cloud?
I don't know
I can't see
I simply breathe
The dirty smoke
Under the weather
There I go
I just lost myself
Oops, clumsy me
I am but a simple waste of skin
That roams unnoticed
Undefined
Tragic Empty Space
Under the weather
Just a little raindrop
Leaking from tube to tube
Leaf to leaf
The bud of my light,
Now,
Turned back into a seed
Back to square one
Under the weather
Away from the sun
Under the weather
Under the mud
Purple, violet
I'm color blind
Corrupted
Interrupted
Blissfully unaware of my bind
Winter, fall
I don't matter
Silently, calmly, I crawl
Carrying my broken shell
Heavy weight
Fragile neck, my fragile back
Unseen snail
Under the weather
Under the rain…
poem by Lynn El Amine
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Drain You
One bady to another says. I'm lucky to have met you.
I don't care what you think unless. It is about me.
It is now my duty to completely drain you.
A travel through a tube and end up in your infection.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you.
With eyes so dilated. I've became your pupil.
You've taught me everything. Without a poison apple.
The water is so yellow. I'm a healthy student.
Indebted and so grateful. Vacuum out the fluids.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours.
'cause I like you. You! You! You! You! You!
One bady to another says. I'm lucky to have met you.
I don't care what you think unless. It is about me.
It is now my duty to completely drain you.
A travel through a tube and end up in your infection.
Chew your meat for you. Pass it back and forth.
In a passionate kiss. From my mouth to yours. 'cause I like you.
song performed by by Nirvana from Nevermind
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I have...
I have four and a half inch teeth
And the strengh of ten men-
Ah, but you have toothpaste.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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TV Addiction
I recall when books were read
Television's now watched instead
Down the tube our culture's heading
Brain paralysis is what it's spreading
We're fed commercials on demand
In our great star spangled land
'Oh-oh say can you see'
Something good on TV?
If we sit and stare at those TV soaps
We can kiss goodbye to parental hopes
Children drown in this dumbing abyss
All kids deserve much more than this
Hours of staring at TV screens
Can blow our brains to smithereens
Why not read some poems and fiction
And lay to rest this tube addiction
poem by Stanley Cooper
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Nobody Else
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make claims that they had it when they did.
No!
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make those claims they had it when they did.
No!
The sharing space all in my face.
Nobody else will get to know.
Or sharing toothpaste not replaced.
Nobody else will get to know.
To get that close to me no more.
Nobody else will get to know...
Snuggling up when they get cold.
NO!
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make that claim they had it when they did.
No!
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make those claims they had it when they did.
No!
How I look before I'm dressed.
Nobody else will get to know.
Or how I look in nakedness.
Nobody else will get to know.
Blemishes exposing flaws.
Nobody else will get to know...
What I like or what I hate.
Since my mind is back in shape.
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make a claim they had it when they did.
No!
Nobody else will ever get a chance to get it.
Oh no.
Or make one claim they had it when they did.
No!
I'm not giving up a bit of my peace to leave it!
Oh no.
I'm not seeking anymore to wound and heal.
Uh, uh no, no!
I'm not giving up a bit of my peace to leave it!
Oh no.
I'm not seeking anymore to wound and heal.
Uh, uh no, no!
No more bending or giving in!
Those scars I've had I've let them go!
No more bending or giving in!
Those scars I've had I've let them go!
Those scars I've had I've let them go!
Those doors once open now are closed.
The sharing space all in my face.
Nobody else will get to know.
Or sharing toothpaste not replaced.
Nobody else will get to know.
To get that close to me no more.
Nobody else will get to know...
Snuggling up when they get cold.
Those scars I've had I've let them go!
Those scars I've had I've let them go!
And no one will ever get that close,
Again!
No, no!
And no one will ever get that close,
Again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Kiss, The Reply - Parody Austin DOBSON A Kiss
I kissed Rose right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
showing on the right track
was my rapid attack
I received on the morrow: -
so why would she pack
and the taxi fare borrow?
3 August 1991
Coppers Killed Me
Coppers killed me when we met,
jumping on the tube I sat in;
Magistrate, who loves to get
treats into your list, put that in!
Say I fought the terror fad,
say that “conscience clear” describes me,
say you’re growing old, don’t add, -
Coppers missed me!
Coppers killed me when we met,
hitting on the seat I sat in;
Acting circumstantial bet
eight hits, three misses, put that in!
Say I sought no terror fad,
say that “from bombs free” describes me,
say I’m growing cold, don’t add, -
Coppers killed me!
../..
Error wracks me today,
terror tracks you tomorrow,
let it be as it may,
pain from plain clothes turned grey.
Should tomorrow replay
such a savour of sorrow: -
what for you, safe today, -
is in store for tomorrow?
I could never fire back
like that, without sorrow,
and eight bullets through back
showed after attack
on the Stockwell tube track.
The report on the morrow: -
was on the wrong tack
did from fantasy borrow!
Terror slew me today,
error you risk tomorrow!
Violence came into play
which my life did waylay -
do you share the dismay
at what might come tomorrow?
There’ll be devil to pay
what excuse will YOU borrow?
August 15 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Coppers Killed Me
Coppers killed me when we met,
jumping on the tube I sat in;
Magistrate, who loves to get
treats into your list, put that in!
Say I fought the terror fad,
say that “conscience clear” describes me,
say you’re growing old, don’t add, -
Coppers missed me!
Coppers killed me when we met,
hitting on the seat I sat in;
Acting circumstantial bet
eight hits, three misses, put that in!
Say I sought no terror fad,
say that “from bombs free” describes me,
say I’m growing cold, don’t add, -
Coppers killed me!
Error wracks me today,
terror tracks you tomorrow,
let it be as it may,
pain from plain clothes turned grey.
Should tomorrow replay
such a savour of sorrow: -
what for you, safe today, -
is in store for tomorrow?
I could never fire back
like that, without sorrow,
and eight bullets through back
showed after attack
on the Stockwell tube track.
The report on the morrow: -
was on the wrong tack
did from fantasy borrow!
Terror slew me today,
error you risk tomorrow!
Violence came into play
which my life did waylay -
do you share the dismay
at what might come tomorrow?
There’ll be devil to pay
what excuse will YOU borrow?
August 15 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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False Eyelashes
(Bob Tubert & Demetrius Tapp)
Folks back home think I'm a star now when they hear my records play
They say there home town girl made good and she'd go a long long way
Mom wonders why I don't drive back in that big fine car I own
The truth is I don't have a car and I'm ashamed to go back home
A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick
A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress doesn't fit
These are all my possessions all I have to my name
And a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame
I'm so glad that dad can't see me now, his favorite little girl
Singing in this dingy place on the wrong side of the world
And I'm glad that I can't see the boy that offered me his name
For I was blind and turned from him in this empty search for fame
A pair of false eye lashes and a tube of cheap lipstick
A pair of worn out high heel shoes and a dress doesn't fit
These are all of my possessions, all I have to my name
And a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame
Yes a record played in my home town is my only claim to fame
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sonnet: On Test-tube Baby
When childless couples want a child of own,
And many years of married life has gone,
They can try having test-tube baby one -
A method successful, cheap and well-known!
Both partner's ovum, sperm are utilized;
In vitro fusion of gametes is done;
The doctors doing this are authorized;
The blastocyst is set for nidation!
A forty percent success does occur;
Not many complications can happen;
IVF is a global procedure;
Varieties have been added to our ken.
Welcome are Test-tube babies to this world;
To childless couples, they appear like gold!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-08-12
poem by John Celes
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If you can sell green toothpaste in this country, you can sell opera.
quote by Sarah Caldwell
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Quid pro quo
A tooth for a tooth
An eye for an eye
You know what’s next
(ok, just in case you
don’t… until all would
be toothless and blind)
a lie for a lie
hmm, hand them
brand new brushes
each
&
more colgate toothpaste
please
they’re all lying on their teeth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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041410m Kids Adventure
i remember screaming ' john get your inner tube
lets go to the lake swimming' was like yesterday
we play all day, we rent out inner tube for a ride
we made enough to buy candies and coca cola
we even race to cross the lake, we made our paddle
out of milk plastic bottles, no match for real ones
that window we used ti tie a rope to mango tree
we pretend like marines, we climd, we rappel
we end up with cuts, bruises, burns and trouble
then we move the ropes to the bridge, that's fun
a giant swing, a pendulum ride, then jump...oh!
adrenalin rush, we thought fun would never ends
poem by Manonton Dalan
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Syndicated Inc.
My whole family
Loves threes company
See the reruns constantly
There on my tv
Syndicated incorporated
Well, I know whats on the tube
I know just what to see
Got my tv guide with me
mash and all in the family
the munsters and mayberry r. f. d.
I will always be busy
Watching my tv
Oprah winfrey talks to me
Every day at three
Then soon itll be
wheel and jeopardy
Syndicated incorporated
Syndicated incorporated
Well, Im in such ecstasy
When Im watchin tv
Im a boob tube devotee
Think Im losin my sanity
Im addicted to regis and kathie lee
Forever I will always be
Glued to my tv
Love the partridge family
And dynasty
And laverne and shirley
And hard copy
Syndicated incorporated
Syndicated incorporated
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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