What garlic is to salad, insanity is to art.
quote by Augustus Saint-Gaudens
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Vulgarity is the garlic in the salad of life.
quote by Cyril Connolly
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You can never have enough garlic. With enough garlic, you can eat The New York Times.
quote by Morley Safer
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Word Salad
Like veggie salad tossed here and there
Random words mix up good meaning
Spiced up musings everywhere
The taste of which is quite confusing.
So I looked and read classic poetry
Perchance there find some gourmet score
Hoping my diligence gets the recipe
For the word salad I am looking for.
Salads taste nice with a little dressing
And thrown about words may hit some cue
I guess I could never do salad writing
So I stick to rhyme in the poems I do.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Magic Of Insanity
My being here with you....,
Is the Magic Of Insanity....,
Just being near you....,
Is the Magic Of Insanity....,
This mystical deep-seated urge...,
That makes me want you...,
Is over the line....,
And I should be considered....,
Out of my mind....,
An error in judgment....,
Is this enchantment...,
The height of witchcraft profanity....,
It's the tragic, 'voodooistic', Magic Of Insanity....! ! !
poem by Trade Martin
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Petri-dish
Your love is like salad in a salad Petri-dish,
But, bounded in the myth of paradise! !
However, the pivoting labour of your muse acts like flaccid breasts;
And, tomorrow is the opening of your hot meal to the masses,
For, you are very much noted in this village.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We don't need a melting pot in this country, folks. We need a salad bowl. In a salad bowl, you put in the different things. You want the vegetables - the lettuce, the cucumbers, the onions, the green peppers - to maintain their identity. You appreciate differences.
quote by Jane Elliot
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The Battle
Dames should be doomed to dungeons
Who masticate raw onions.
She was the cuddly kind of Miss
A man can love to death;
But when I sought to steal a kiss
I wilted from a breath
With onion odour so intense
I lost my loving sense.
Yet she was ever in my thought
Like some exotic flower,
And so a garlic bulb I bought
And chewed it by the hour;
Then when we met I thrilled to see
'Twas she who shrank from me.
So breath to breath we battled there,
To dominate each other;
And though her onions odious were,
My garlic was a smother;
Till loth I said: 'If we would kiss
Let's call an armistice.
'Now we have proved that we are true
To our opinions,
My garlic I'll give up if you
Give up your onions.'
And so next day with honey sips
How sweet her lips!
poem by Robert William Service
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Virtual Insanity
Written by jay kay and toby smith
Oh yeah what were living in (let me tell ya)
It a wonder man can eat at all
When things are big
That should be small
Who can tell what magic spells well be doing for us.
And Im giving all my love to this world
Only to be told
I cant see, I cant breathe
No more will we be
And nothings gonna change the way we live
Cos we can always take and never give
And now that things are changing for the worse,
See, its a crazy world were living in
And I just cant see that half of us immersed in sin
Is all we have to give these
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
And Im thinking in what a mess were in
Hard to know when to begin
If I could slip the sicly ties that earthly man has made
And now every mother can choose the color of her child
Thats not natures way
Well thats what they said yesterday
Theres nothing left to do but pray
I think its time I found a new religion
Waoh its so insane to synthesize another strain
Theres something in these futures that we have to be told.
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh now theres no sound for we all live underground
Now theres no sound if we all live underground
And now its virtual insanity
Forget your virtual reality
Oh, theres nothing so bad, I know yeah
Instrumental break
Oh, this virtual insanity, were living in,
Has got to change, yeah
Things will never be the same
And I cant go on
While were living in oh, oh virtual insanity
Oh, this world has got to change
Cos I just, I just cant keep going on, it was virtual,
Virtual insanity that were living in, that were living in
That virtual insanity is what it is
Futures made of virtual insanity
Now always seem, to be governed by this love we have
For useless, twisting of our new technology
Oh theres no sound for we all live underground
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Living - virtual insanity
Virtual insanity is what were living in
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Oil And Garlic And Peanuts
past aroma of
garlic sticking to the oil
to crunchy peanuts
on that tryst
under the acacia trees
on a line of electric lamp posts
we watch the sea
the salty winds touch our faces
we were pure
we only want some company
we had nothing to do
it was the last day
of the garlic flavored peanuts
and then we parted
we were like the winds of the sea
on a short stay
at the boulevard
cooling off some broken dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Polk Salad Annie
(words & music by tony joe white)
Some of you all never been down south too much...
I gonna tell you a little story, so youll understand where Im talking about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods and the fields,
And it looks something like a turnip green.
Everybody calls it polk salad. now thats polk salad.
Used to know a girl that lived down there and
Shed go out in the evenings to pick a mess of it...
Carry it home and cook it for supper, cause thats about all they had to eat,
But they did all right.
Down in louisiana
Where the alligators grow so mean
Lived a girl that I swear to the world
Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad annie
gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
For the mama was working on the chain-gang
What a mean, vicious woman
Everyday before suppertime
Shed go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of polk salad
And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk salad annie
gators got you granny
Everybody said it was a shame
cause the mama was working on the chain-gang
Whoo, how wretched, dispiteful, straight-razor totin woman,
Lord have mercy.
Sock a little polk salad to him
Yeah, you know what, yeah, yeah
But daddy was a lazy and a no-count
Claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for
Was stealing watermelons out of my truck
For once polk salad annie
gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
For the mama was working on the chain-gang
Sock a little polk salad to him
You know what meets a meal mention
You sock a little
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah
Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon
Chic a bon, chic a bon, chic a bon bon bon bon
Sock a little polk salad to him
You know what meets a meal mention
Sock a little polk salad to him
You know what meets a meal mention
Chinc, chinc, chinc, chin, ling, ling ling
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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I Plead Insanity
I cant be responsible
For anything I do now or say now
I get too excitable
To control the way I behave now
Im afraid of what Ill do
If I find myself alone with you
Its just a crime of passion baby
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I plead insanity
I know that there are rules for this
And I plan to break every one of them
And if I go too far tonight
Baby you can be my alibi
And if I act irrational
Im not responsible
For anything that happens here
Dont hold it against me
Im innocent
Im just out of my mind
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cans sleep nights
I plead insanity
I plead insanity
Whoa, Im so mad about you
I cant think straight, I cant see straight
I plead insanity
All I do is obsess about you
I cant work days
I cant sleep nights
I have a fantasy...
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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The Fury Of Cooks
Herbs, garlic,
cheese, please let me in!
Souffles, salad,
Parker House rolls,
please let me in!
Cook Helen,
why are you so cross,
why is your kitchen verboten?
Couldn't you just teach me
to bake a potato,
to bake a potato,
that charm,
that young prince?
No! No!
This is my county!
You shout silently.
Couldn't you just show me
the gravy. How you drill it out
of the stomach of that bird?
Helen, Helen,
let me in,
let me feel the flour,
is it blinding and frightening,
this stuff that makes cakes?
Helen, Helen,
the kitchen is your dog
and you pat it
and love it
and keep it clean.
But all these things,
all these dishes of things
come through the swinging door
and I don't know from where?
Give me some tomato aspic, Helen!
I don't want to be alone.
poem by Anne Sexton
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Diary Of a Madman
What could it mean.
Living beyond shame and fear of the unknown.
Insanity is incredible
And sanity is unstable
The diary of the insane is history.
And memory is long lost in the desert
Of the heart.
To an insane,
Sanity is insanity
And insanity is sanity.
The soul of an insane has gone far beyond earth.
But the sane is oblivious
Of the fate of his own soul
After the final call.
Above all,
Is sanity sane?
No. For bad temperament is
Madness in itself.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Insanity
Insanity spins around inside my head.
If it doesn't stop I'll soon be dead.
I want to love but I want to kill,
either one would be a thrill.
I have no love but I feel it too.
The insanity drives inside my head just like a screw.
I'm nervous and twitchy,
I see things too.
I don't trust anyone not even you.
I know the world is out to get me.
I hate the world it's sick and crude.
People make me wretch they're deceptive and quite rude.
Despite it all I need that freind,
who'll help me put the insanity at an end.
So take my hand I'll tell my tale.
I'll shock you with my personall hell.
In the end though we'll both be better,
because we'll have understanding and eachother.
poem by Michael McParland
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You have killed the Shame in Man
Insanity, what incredibility!
If for a munite you can lose sanity
And dance naked, for public
entertainment,
How much would earn for your
government?
.
Oh insanity, what an impudence!
You have killed the shame in man,
I have seen men walk through
streets uncladded,
.
And who have cared to give them garments,
To cover up their own nakedness.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Dinner @ Grandma's
Dinner at my Grandma's can drive a kid to fits,
The last time she fed me pig poo and olive pits!
This time was even worse; she cooked a big brown snake!
The food was a nightmare, though I was wide awake!
Caterpillar cornbread, a sliver of liver,
Bumble bees mixed with peas! How can I forgive her?
She force-fed me spiders, a hedgehog and a half,
'Eat those sweet lizard feet, ' she told me with a laugh.
My eyes ran out of tears, from all this child abuse,
She even made me drink a glass of onion juice!
Poison ivy salad that made my insides itch,
I'm starting to believe that grandma is a witch!
I begged and I begged, but of all the twisted things,
For dessert she brought out some buttered beetle wings.
Dinner at my Grandma's can drive a kid to fits...
It's better when she feeds me Goat Guts and Garlic Grits!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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We Burn
(m&l - deris)
Climb down my pile
And again to the beat of my heart
Youre so exiting
Take all the soul
I will give you as
Much as you want
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
I contaminate you
I like to polute you with my
G- g- generations
Look into my eyes
And we melt into
On yearning mind
We climb the stages
Higher, much higher
Umbouned fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free
Higher, much higher
Set me on fire
Closer, come closer
Close to the core
We burn, we burn
Insanity, insanity
Never set me free
song performed by by Helloween
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Master Of Insanity
Look all around
Cant you open your eyes
Voices are calling
Killing rain falling down from the sky
Crying with nightmare tears
Out on the street
Youll see blood on the ground
Cities are burning
Feeling the pain cutting right to your soul
Goodbye now
Youre caught in his spell
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus:
Behind the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Under the mask there will be
The master of insanity
Innocent minds
Theyre the victims of shame
Staring in sorrow
Promises lying there
Broken and crushed
Confusion-just disappear
What can you give
To be left all alone
When theres nothing at all
Your freedom is gone
Hes taken everything
You ever had
But if youre strong youll survive
Youve got to hold on
Open your eyes
Chorus
Behind the lies you will find
Hes trying to get inside you
Just open your eyes and you will see
The master of insanity
Chorus
Between the lies you will find
That hes trying to get inside you
Out of the night into your mind
Hes always right beside you
Yeah, between the lies you will see
The master of insanity
Open your eyes or you will be
The master of insanity
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Your Insanity
It took me years to understand
Your insanity-
Your flowery rhythms and
Your mismatched attire
And shoes,
That smiled upon me
Each time you spoke
Something unimportant-
Yes, there is purpose in it,
I suppose-that some divine
Providence that lifts you
Higher than this mundane
World-but I found
It's this insanity that keeps
You doing what you're
Doing-
Like songs of crickets
And wild yellow flowers
That tickle your nostrils
And brush against your nipples,
And all the sarcasm
That make me laugh
At your girlish ideas
About the complexities
Of life and love-
Yes, I suppose I'd go fishing
With you among the stars
And read through your
Private journals of what
The universe was like
Before you and I were born-
But all I know is this
Here and now,
While the insidious clocks
Keep reminding of
Our mortality and
Superfluity of it all-
Yes, your insanity is
Infectious as is your youth,
As we volley back and
Forth between secular
And divine,
Between revelatory
And superficial,
Between exuberance
And routine,
Between just breathing
And being truly alive.
Beyond words lies the ocean,
Beyond rationality,
The spirit of lovers
In a tender embrace-
And there I am, I suppose,
Caught up in the insanity
That you propose-
And all I can say to you,
My darling, is
Yes, and yes, and yes…
May 21,2008
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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War Of Casualty
War of Casualty, casualty of war
War of insanity, insanity of war
War of reality, reality of war
Take them down
Down they take
No surrender
Surrender takes
Cuts won’t heal
Heals wont hurt
poem by Alice Anne Gordon
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