Every single day, the flood of pornographic and sleazy spam grows.
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Spam
Spam in the place where I live (ham and pork)
Think about nutrition, wonder whats inside it now (oh boy)
Spam in my luchbox at work (its the best)
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it at all
If youre running low, go to the store
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is there to open the can
The can is there to hold in the spam
Oh, spam on the table at home (ham and pork)
Think about selection, are there different flavors now (lets eat)
Spam in my office at work (its the best)
Think about the stuff its made from, wonder if its mystery of meat
If you need a spoon, keep one around
Carry a thermose to help wash it down
Now, if theres some left, dont just throw it out
Use it for spackle or bathroom grout, now
Spam in my pantry at home (have some more)
Think of expiration, better read the lable (oh boy)
Spam breakfast, dinner, or lunch (its the best)
Think about how its been precooked, wonder if Ill just eat it cold
Now, once you start in, you cant put it down
Dont leave it sitting or itll turn brown
The key is going to open the tin
The tin is there to keep the spam in
Oh, spam (spam)
Ham and pork
Think about nutrition, wonder whats inside it now (oh boy)
Spam (spam)
Its the best
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it
Spam in the place where I live (have some more)
Think about addiction, wonder if Im a junkie now (lets eat)
Spam in the place where I work (youre obsessed)
Think about the way its processed, wonder if its some kind of meat
Spam in the back of my car (ham and pork)
Spam any place that you are (ham and pork)
The tab is there to open the can (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
The can is there to hold in the spam (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Welcome To Sleazy Town
One hand on the controller
One hand on the re-wind
You can even watch it all in slow mo
cos you just sit at home all day
Now you got plenty of time
If you want some real live action
And the videos too tame
If you wanna touch some heat
But you dont know how to light that flame
If you want some satisfaction
Instead of studying the freeze frame
I used to have this spot on main street
It was bounding, it was hot
It was dark, it was dirty
But dull it was not
The joint was jumping every night
But now its just a parking lot
This city was cruel
This city was keen
This city was alive
This city was mean
Till the office blocks and parking lots
Came and closed this city down
I could stand outside
The kids hung round
And the neon sign said
Welcome to sleazy town
Welcome to sleazy town
Sleazy, sleazy town
Everybody hung loose
It was cool and easy
People used to meet and have a good time
Down in sleazy town, sleazy town, sleazy town, sleazy town
Then the corporations came along
And bought this piece of ground
The leases all went up
And so the buildings all came down
They built the motorways and shopping malls
And they killed off sleazy town
This city was cool
This city was keen
This city was alive
This city was till the office blocks and parking lots
Came and closed this city down
I could stand outside, the kids hung round
And the neon sign said
Welcome to sleazy town
Welcome to sleazy town, sleazy, sleazy town
City hall killed off that scene
Now sleazy town is just a dream
song performed by by Kinks
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Single Is Fair
Single
I am single
Question of double
Does not arise.
I am single
Only single.
Single sun
Single moon
Single earth
Single air
Single sky
Sngle water
Single fire
Single soul
Single body
All are there
All are fair.
Single is single
Single is beautiful
Single is fair.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To The Lucky Quill-Feathered Poets Of MAC-PC Yore
When I think of all the seconds I drubbed my fingers
On the skin of long-drummed typefaces to wipe spam
Away from the screen of my inboxes in my computers
I wonder how many years of my life drift as flotsam
So many sales pitches tail in mouth in epizeuses
String their tuneless spiralling from end to no-end
Swim in the swirling soup strings of multiverse oases
Lost as jetsam into a blacksucked bottomless oven
A spam is a foe who seeks to con you as an old friend
Sure don't mean that old spiv driveling over your girl
But who'll make you think you're good for a lend
While he seeks to worm your hard disc in a whirl
McPeesee McCoffee McMoney or McMaster Kasparov
Spam is the Checkmate King none of us can fend off
poem by T. Wignesan
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Lies On The Floor
Making up stories
saying this or that,
reaching for hollow straws
in a hollow straw hat.
Shooting through the straw,
with All your lies,
making your hollow straw pie.
Try and keep all your lying
straws straight,
what lying straw is first
what lying straw is number eight.
Top them all off
with a fake letter,
only you and I know better,
That’s it’s all bogus
and totally a scam,
especially when your talking ham to spam.
Play your way with all your spam
that you baked,
but here’s your big mistake,
something you can’t take,
because I have a crazy 8,
changing the suit for which I take,
and bend your straws and make them break.
FoR your fake straw hat will be no more,
for you’re found out as a lying spam boar.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Queen Of The Tabloids
Chorus:
Im the queen of the sleazy tabloids
I rule the trashy kingdom
Like lady di they make sure I am never left alone
Papparazzi and reporters stalk me from the shadows
Making sure to kepp my royal assetts on my throne
Oh they talk about the lovers
That I keep undercover
And I wish that I was as much fun
As they have you believe
Just like alec baldwin
Id love to whack em all one
But instead Ill wait and see
Who I am sleepin with next week
Im the queen of the sleazy tabloids
And I rule the trashy kingdom
But the rumors raise my cue score
And pay for my big home
I guess I augt to sue them
But instead I guess Ill use them
To keep me in the spotlight
And keep me on my throne
Cause Im the queen of the sleazy tabloids
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Seaport Of Beni Ansar
Interpol sent me off to research the Seaport of
Beni Ansar called ‘alhaj jimi ahmed' according
to Wikimapia sounding a warning: Beware of
filthy, sleazy Moroccan men waiting outside
all nice hotels, seaports, bus & train stations
I sighed, following my role models Miss Lemon
and Miss Moneypenny I am stuck behind my
desk, only fantasise about sleazy types, being
so conventional, they don't even spare me a
glance, cultivation of a haughty demeanour
Has never been required in my little life, I smile
at everyone I pass and seldom need to fend off
an unwanted advance, maybe once - it is rather
sad when sleazy, filthy types do not even touch
the carefully designed collage of my life…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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A Hard Risin Morning Without Breakfast
Today when I awoke
The morning blues hung over me
So, I looked it straight in the eye
I jumped into the shower
For bout an hour
Aw it was fine
Yeah, it helps me all the time
Its soothin to mind
Just to see those blues
Go slippin down the drain
Now I usually have my breakfast
Which consists of tasty spam
Yeah, I could eat it all day long
But I only love one brand
And I cant find it way out here
So, I have to take a pass
And settle for some hash
When I drive and youre not here
Oh, sweet sweet spam
song performed by by Chicago
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Driven to wall
Good or bad, you have to be with what you have got.
A single spouse, no mistress, the law permits.
Red-lights are put out as AIDS threatened.
Flirting is futile as women learnt to be cunning.
Past is with bygone philandering. Pride taboos women.
Images in celluloid and in pornographic pictures
Serve as sexual stimuli, masturbation as the only outlet.
25.12.2000, Pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm Better Than That!
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
So many pick up wrong meanings,
From what is perceived and...
Not known.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that hopeless cat.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not,
Greedy a lot.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
I know I'm not that...
Greedy.
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
What is believed and seen as shown.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
I know I'm better than just sleazy
I'm not that,
Hopeless cat.
I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm better than that.
So many trip on just seeing,
What is believed and seen as shown.
But I'm better than that.
Yes I'm...
I'm better than that!
Oh yes I'm,
I'm better than that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Single Day
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not in his thoughts
Not a single day goes by..........
Where his heart does not feel
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not want to reach out
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he dreams of his love for her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of kissing her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of holding her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not ask. Why?
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his first thought on waking.
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his last thought before sleeping.
Not a single day goes by..........
RG/NB
poem by Robert Green
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One Of You
Breathe in the water
Drown in the sky
High, high above her
While I'm flowing through your eyes
Hold me in motion
Still in your sun
Under this ocean
There's a world melt into one
And i'm hanging on to everything i hold dear
And i'm letting go of fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
See all the darkness
Blind in the light
Deep in this forest
Tell me leave this in this night
And I'm hanging on,
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all this fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
Go somewhere better
Go to the sea
Walk through the desert
Till your love grows over me
And I'm hanging on
To everything I hold dear
And I'm letting go of all my fear
I'm hanging on to every single one of you
To every single one of you
To every single one of you
Every single one of you
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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The More I See You
The more I see you
The more I want you
Somehow this feeling
Just grows and grows
With every sigh I become
More mad about you
More lost without you
And so it goes
Can you imagine
How much I love you
The more I see you
As years go by
I know the only one for me
Can only be you
My arms wont free you
And my heart wont try
Each time I look at you
Is like the first time
Each time youre near me
The thrill is new
And there is not a single thing I wouldnt do for
The rare delight of the sight of you
And there is not one single thing
I wouldnt do for
The rare delight of the sight of you
And the more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
And the more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
The more I see you
Everyday
song performed by by Omd
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A Single Black Rose
A single Black Rose to turn the tide
A single Black Rose to make one die
A single Black Rose to ensnare the soul
A single Black Rose to widen that hole
A single Black Rose to melt the heart
A single Black Rose to force a start
A single Black Rose to entwine the bodies
A single Black Rose to dictate the deaths of these
A single Black Rose to lie upon her breast
A single Black Rose to stop the tears from soaking his vest
A single Black Rose to mourn this memory
A single Black Rose to become a plot in this cemetery
A single Black Rose to take a life
A single Black Rose to end his strife.
(8/21/2007)
poem by Michael Koelliker
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Spam!
Jam, Sam, bam, cam, dam, quam, ram, yam, spam!
Life is like the jungle of the muse of love;
But, have you now left your girlfriend alone?
Ball, fall, wall, call, mall, pall, tall, gall, hall, all;
And like your dessert in the desert!
But, have you left your boyfriend in the forest? !
Dissent,
Distinct,
Diesel,
Dignity;
With the rule of my love to satisfy you,
But, have you left someone alone in the dark?
Disclosure,
Deserted,
Deserve,
Desire;
And like the love of your muse in the land of joy! !
But, try to do the right thing always.
Diet,
Differ,
Decoration,
Dessert;
And like the spam seen on the net! !
But, it is time for us all to live in peace on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sorry
Afraid it comes to this
I really must admit, your tits, your eyes, your lips
Are staring at me
I'm drooling at the chin
I need to be within, her skin, I want to sin
She stops me and she says
Slow down boy, I'm not easy
Don't wanna be a sleazy whore
So I showed her to the door
Overabundancy, and I'm not sorry
And girl, you look so good
I really think we should, your hood, with me, I would
So let's get started
I know I can't resist
I reach over for a kiss, I miss, she ducks, I wish
She gets up and she says...
Slow down boy, I'm not easy
Don't wanna be a sleazy whore
So I showed her to the door
Overabundancy, and I'm not sorry
Then there she was in front of me
And it was very plain to see
She had this gleeming in her eye
Told me that she's down for the crime
Took me and threw me on the floor
As she screamed and begged for more
She said
I'm not sorry
No, I'm not sorry
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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The Source Of Inspiration
i do not
wish to
reveal the
source
of my inspiration
to you
i know that
you will
always call it
pornographic
and you tell
the rest
that i should
have been
condemned
since
childhood
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Black Single Rose.
A single black rose.
A single black rose to carry the load,
A single black rose to turn the road,
A single black rose to touch the soul,
A single black rose to widen your hole,
A single black rose to melt your heart,
A single black rose to force a start,
A single black rose to make you cry,
A single black rose to make you dry,
A single black rose to help you climb,
A single black rose to make you lie,
A single black rose to take a life,
A single black rose to take away strife.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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Precious Memories
(traditional)
As I travel down lifes pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul
Precious father, loving mother
Glide across the lonely years
And old homes scenes of my childhood
Infond memories appears
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious sacred scenes unfold
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Heaven Grows
Heaven grows
On barren hearts
Fertilized with pain
When barren hearts fall apart
Heaven starts to grow
Heaven grows
On barren hearts
Drenched in tears
When the flood waters part
Heaven starts to grow
Heaven grows
On barren hearts
During darkest night
With the faintest light
Heaven starts to grow
Heaven grows best
When filled with pain
Drenched in tears
During the darkest night
When we call out his name
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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