Can't the Marx Brothers be arrested and maybe even tortured for all the confusion and problems they've caused
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Enough Of This Ongoing War, I Will Write Something Obscene
i am tired of the ongoing war,
red alert on this district, and no classes today and curfew hours implemented
strictly and check points,
i hope there is no hand grenade hidden in your car
or some ingredients of an explosive
no joke
you will be arrested and you cannot take your flight to Kuwait
let us not about war,
let us talk about love, silly, let us talk about sex, obscene sex,
salivary sex,
do you remember the sound of the squeaking bed?
do you hear the bed bug letting its last juicy cry because both of you
are too heavy
pressing its body
against that piece of steel
flesh to flesh like steel, yes too rough and strong and rigid,
i like to remember these things, the sounds of the moans, and the
sliding hands and firm breasts and the magical sound of the
ejaculation of out intellects in bed as we study Kant and
Sartre and Marx (have fear) and Mao (we were arrested,
do you remember at the university?)
you are bragging, you are a fake revolutionary, you were hiding while the rest of them were tortured and
yes, some of them were not even buried on decent graves
this is obscene. You are taking about something that did not happen
to you. It happened to them
and they are dead and they are your brothers
you did not visit them in their prison camps
you were watching the latest movie in that rubbish city
while they all carried their guns in the mountains
and crossed the rivers without food and water
and without their hopes of a new home
indeed, this is obscene. now stop it.
start with the white thighs again. now.please.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the house in Beverly Hills where our four children grew up, living conditions were a few thousand times improved over the old tenement on New York's East 93rd Street we Marx Brothers called home.
quote by Harpo Marx
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Brothers
Lets get to the point now
Just because weve got the same mum and dad
That dont mean im your keeper
That dont mean I owe anything to you
You dont care for me
And man I dont think that much of you
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
I dont approve of anything you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Cain and abel and me and you
You drove my car when we were young boys
And you tore it up too
You never paid to get it fixed
And you got me beat up a time or two
I know I should forgive and forget
But man I still hold a grudge against you
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
I dont approve of anything you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Cain and abel and me and you
It is as normal as it can be
This sibling rivalry
We should have dropped it at 22
But man I cant stand the things you do
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Youre always want something from me
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
It was so much fun having you in the family
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Now that were grown it aint helped nothin? at all
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
On my birthday, please dont bother to call
Cause were brothers brothers brothers
Brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, youre my brother brother brother
Brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, were brothers brothers brothers
Yeah, were brothers brothers brothers
Brothers brothers brothers
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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Problems (feat. Koffee Brown)
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
situations hard to handle
got me goin out ofmy head
theres so much pressure
i just cant deal
you think its all about you
and that sex appeal
but i got problems
(slickin around on the "L" to the hotel all around town) let me know
(whos it gonna be him or me)
it cant be three
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your girl today
here we are
the two of us together
takin this crazy chance
to be all alone
my man dont know
that we been lovin eachother
cuz if he found out
we'll have nothin
nothin but
Problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
said can i get a witness
so many problems
can i get a witness
can i get a witness
so many problems
can i get a witness
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your man today
song performed by by Next
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Problems
Feat. coffee brown
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Situations
Hard to handle
Got me going out of my head
Theres so much pressure
I just cant deal
You think its all about
You and that sex appeal
But I got problems
(slickin around on the l to the hotel, all around town)
Let me know
(whos it gonna be, him or me)
It cant be three
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your girl today
[coffee brown]
Here we are
The two of us together
Taking this crazy chance
To be all alone
My man dont know
That we been loving each other
Cuz if he found out
Well have nothing
Nothing but
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
[next]
Said, can I get a witness
So many problems
Can I get a witness
[coffee]
Can I get a witness
So many problems
Can I get a witness
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
song performed by by Next
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Funeral Pyre
Arrested and tortured
we' oot charge or trial
governments attack oor freedoms
Liberty, on the Funeral Pyre
poem by John Mcleish
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God As Opium Of The People
one of the greatest misunderstood
quotations in all of human history
derived from an attempt
to examine religion from
a purely objective focus a
new scientific perspective
so what is the new yardstick?
this new analysis and critique
class religion; quoted by theist
and atheist to impress masses
The true origin of famous quotation
religion is the “opium of the masses”
is as we shall see; far more complex;
than generally commonly portrayed! ! !
Marx defined religion by only
two primary criteria; divisible
as materialism related analysis;
an expression as either material
realities or as economic injustice
Marx claims problems in religion
are ultimately problems in society;
a medically examined; probing test
reference would be; ‘religion is not
the disease, but merely a symptom’
Marx’s criticism of religion; was
it is exploited; by the oppressors
to make the people pliable accept
distressing; experiences; endured;
due to poverty; social exploitation! ! !
funny how when men achieve great deeds;
they claim all credit; while resultant action
consequences of all errors; of induced greed;
is all political propaganda blamed on Creator
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Arrested By You
(rupert hine / jeannette obstoj)
What is this strange elation?
Taking my train of thought to an unknown destination
And suddenly I dont know where I am
But like a tremor or a spark
Somethings happening in my heart
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Youve broken my concentration
Saving me just in time from a desperate situation
And suddenly, I dont know who I am
But my dilemmas where to start
Somethings happening in my heart
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh, oh, oh
Finally captured by you, by you and by you
Take me in
Ive been arrested by you
Take me in, oh
Finally captured by you, oh, oh
Take me in
Ive been captured, captured, captured, captured
Oh, baby
Oh, ho,
Take me baby
Oh, oh, oh, oh
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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I Remember The Used
I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.
Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,
The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.
The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.
An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.
This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.
The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.
poem by Eric Adams
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What's The Problem
Temperatures rise,
With the rolling of eyes...
But,
No nobody seems to want to tell,
What is their problem.
Temperatures rise,
With the rolling of eyes...
But,
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems...
To settle and to solve them.
Rolling eyes and moody pouting,
Giving attitude nonstopping...
With a rising of a heat to pass.
But no one has asked,
What's the problem.
Fussing with a cussing too!
As if this is a way to prove,
Being rude and talking crude..
Will even up a score.
But no one wants to take the time to ask,
What are the problems.
To settle and to solve them.
Solutions to confusion can be reached,
If people solved them.
But no one wants to take the time to tell,
What are their problems...
To settle and to solve them.
Gossip starts to leaking,
With a tit for tat-a seeking.
But nobody stops to reach out just to tell,
About their problems.
To settle and to solve them.
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems.
No nobody seems to want to tell,
About their problems.
To settle and to solve them.
'Are you kidding?
That's all I hear 'everyday'...
People who've got problems.'
Oh yeah?
But are you listening to them,
With an assistance given...
To help them get solved?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Confusion
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
Youre hiding from feelings, searching for more
Sharing and hoping, untouched for so long
Our lives still change from the way that we were
And now Ill tell you something I think you should know
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You cause me confusion, you told me you cared
Hes calling these changes that last to the end
Ask me no questions, Ill tell you no lies
The past is your present, the future is mine
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you mean to me
You just cant believe me
When I show you what you cannot see
You tell me you need me, Ill make it this time
The thread wont divide us, the sensation survives
I was sure that I told you it was good from the face
Youve caused me some problems, youve taken my place
Why cant you see what you mean to me?
song performed by by New Order
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Problems
I have problems, and you have problems
Let's make problems with our problems
When I'm the problem you're the problem
But we know where the problem for one another
I start my day by any other way
Looking under my bed for the metallic crate
Encrypted with a steel isomorphic key
Projecting documents enveloped with two words
"Today's problems"
When I have no problems I make more problems
To entwine the world with inventive problems
What would we do if we did not have problems?
Neglect our security for hypothesizing new problems
Problems, Problems, Problems
An exegesis of problems
Categorized and productized
In rationale arrangements
Ontologically customized
Parasitically neurological
And involuntarily exercised
I empty the glass and make if full
To furbish the center that never holds
Happiness elixirs baseless catchment
Percolating vertices of inverted orphans
So what's the problem?
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Fettered Sex
Between Cousins, between In-laws,
Sisters Vs Brothers, Daughters Vs Fathers,
Incest is rampant as Libido is arrested
Without release in sex outdoor.
04.07.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Call To Get A Cop
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
You think I'm a thief!
Please.
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given up all I had,
Believe that or not.
Now you tell me that I can't leave...
Because your aggravations aren't that bad.
This is worse than living in a jail cell.
Living with you has been pure hell.
I've got to leave you and do it quick,
With a taking of my mind...
And,
Splitting through an exit!
Yes.
If you call a cop,
Be honest when you tell on me.
Get a cop,
And tell the story truthfully.
Without those tears you weep and drop.
With the telling of lies nonstop.
Whoa Nelly!
If you want me arrested,
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
You think I'm a thief!
Please.
And you want me arrested,
Because I wont take from you...
More of your mess,
Yes.
You want me arrested,
Because your testing gives me no rest.
And...
You want me arrested,
Because I've decided to step.
Yes.
And you wish to break my neck.
So,
If you want me arrested?
Call to get a cop.
I've given my best,
Believe it or not.
Now you want to confess to me...
I've all you've got,
Please!
This is worse than living in a jail cell.
Living with you has been pure hell.
I've got to leave you and do it quick,
With a taking of my mind...
And,
Splitting through an exit!
Yes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Connived
Investigations,
Alleged,
Robbery,
Arrested,
Connived,
Armed with a knife!
But, a digital camera took your image;
And you were arrested.
Personal,
Logistics,
Effects,
Collected,
Efforts,
Quietly,
Cross minds!
But you entered her room and,
You were arrested.
Expressed,
Operations,
Gathered,
facilitate,
Mentioned,
And to express surprises! !
But you were easily busted by the police.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In 1944 James Arthur and Minnie Susan were added to the Marx household.
quote by Harpo Marx
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Things To Be Conquered (Revised)
So emotionally drained, trapped in the passion
of fresh challenges and new techniques, the
tension of exploring financial alternatives, the
nervousness in confronting your anger when
explaining problems caused by language you
used when I made mistakes
Counted my many blessings in bed, felt better
but couldn't sleep, arose, switched on TV -
the film ‘Insidious' - a mansion full of strange
events, a psychic telling the family of a place
for tortured souls - oh dear, there goes my list
of many blessings
Or maybe the list has just grown longer as
life is enriched by imaginings of spectres
and things that have to be conquered
through dreams of beauty and love…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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I think we grew up thinking that the funniest things on TV were the old, serious movies. I always liked the Marx Brothers, but the thing that always made us laugh were movies like Zero Hour. That's what inspired us.
quote by David Zucker
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And then we've got Blades of Glory, and we've got Brothers Solomon, and I've got a script in development with this guy Chuck Martin who used to write on Arrested, and, you know, we have a few things in various stages of development.
quote by Will Arnett
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