For me, Fellini was like a watermelon. It is there. A watermelon cannot die.
quote by Roberto Benigni
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Kims Watermelon Gun
Well kims got the answer with her watermelon gun
And all the celebrities want permission, but she wont give it to them, til they learn how to love... and kims got her watermelon gun, cause its the consciousness of love
And wouldnt it be dumb if all their atrocities were just forgiven
But she wont give that to them, until they learn how to love.
And kims got her watermelon gun, cause its the consciousness of love. she wont give it to them, she wont give it to them...
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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A Red Slice Of Watery Red Melon
IN the room where we made love
an hour ago
i offer you a slice of my
red watermelon
i take a bite and i tell you
about its taste
sweet, as sweet as my love for you
you do not care
about the juice the redness the watery
freshness of my
red water melon
i am naked sitting on the floor
i am hungry and need some rest
i am talking unnecessarily wasting
my words about my red watermelon
you laugh
and you notice something flaccid
it is funny
and then you back to sleep
still dreaming
about something thick and hard and stiff
like a dog
with a bone in his mouth
still looking for a place
where to stay alone
and lick it
and rig its sharp teeth
biting, biting and biting still
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the Fruit and Veg
Knocking you listen
to the sound
that a watermelon makes
to test if it is ripe
and I wipe the smile form my face,
trying to look sincere
and the whole of Fruit and Veg is filled
with shoppers, adoring ripe fruit and vegetables
crowding around some places with special offers
like a great vast congregation
gathered in the temple of a god
and tonight you will again
make your great fruit salad
with chopped and sliced mangoes,
papaw, sweet melon, some squeezed orange juice
and grapes
and maybe this afternoon
we will eat the watermelon
in the shade next to the swimming pool.
poem by Gert Strydom
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With Fellini, the fear dropped out of my work because it was such a happy experience... hanging out with Fellini, having pasta on the set with Fellini, and going out with Fellini!
quote by Terence Stamp
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When one has tasted watermelon he knows what the angels eat.
quote by Mark Twain
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Watermelon
On a summer’s day
A slice of watermelon
Under the hot sun.
poem by Asif Andalib
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It's hard to know the quality of a person, or a watermelon.
Pick up a sesame seed only to lose a watermelon.
Saving the mustard seeds that are in your hand might cause you to miss out on getting a watermelon.
Saving mustard seeds in hand, while a watermelon escapes.
Watermelon
Watermelon is a good
Summer breakfast
Like my poem
In this life desert.
Here I am to sing
Here the spring is
To welcome me.
Day in and day out
I am here with you
You are my mirror
And I am yours.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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If You Ain't Practicing
You can not spit watermelon seeds
Across the street.
Not if you are watching it grow on a vine,
From the confines of someone's backyard.
How can you perfect anything,
If you ain't practicing it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Around The World Or The Myth Of Fingerprints
Over the mountain
Down in the valley
Lives a former talk-show host
Everybody knows his name
He says theres no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
Ive seen them all and man
Theyre all the same
Well, the sun gets weary
And the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up
On the black pit town
Somebody says whats a better thing to do
Well, its not just me
And its not just you
This is all around the world
Out in the indian ocean somewhere
Theres a former army post
Abandoned now just like the war
And theres no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
Thats what that old army post was for
Well, the sun gets bloody
And the sun goes down
Ever since the watermelon
And the lights come up
On the black pit town
Somebody says whats a better thing to do
Well, its not just me
And its not just you
This is all around the world
Over the mountain
Down in the valley
Lives the former talk-show host
Far and wide his name was known
He said theres no doubt about it
It was the myth of fingerprints
Thats why we must learn to live alone
song performed by by Paul Simon
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The Boy's Candidate
Las' time 'at Uncle Sidney come,
He bringed a watermelon home--
An' half the boys in town,
Come taggin' after him.--An' he
Says, when we et it,--_'Gracious me!
'S the boy-house fell down?'_
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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The Green Party is like a watermelon - green on the outside and red on the inside.
quote by Bill Dannemeyer
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What It Feels Like
As if I've swallowed
A watermelon
And
Sidestepping
My digestive tract
It has lodged
In my heart.
There it lies
Green
& whole
with a luscious
red
heart of its own
daring me
to cut.
poem by Alice Walker
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So in our pride we ordered for breakfast an omelet, toast and coffee and what has just arrived is a tomato salad with onions, a dish of pickles, a big slice of watermelon and two bottles of cream soda.
quote by John Steinbeck
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Rough Beast
Don't tell a camel about need and want.
Look at the big lips
pursed
in perpetual kiss,
the dangerous lashes
of a born coquette.
The camel is an animal
grateful for less.
It keeps to itself
the hidden spring choked with grass,
the sharpest thorn
on the sweetest stalk.
When a voice was heard crying in the wilderness,
when God spoke
from the burning bush,
the camel was the only animal
to answer back.
Dune on stilts,
it leans into the long horizon,
bloodhounding
the secret caches of watermelon
brought forth like manna
from the sand.
It will bear no false gods
before it:
not the trader
who cinches its hump
with rope,
nor the tourist.
It has a clear sense of its place in the world:
after water and watermelon,
heat and light,
silence and science,
it is the last great hope,
Noah's ark,
Virgin of the oasis
who brings forth milk
under a deadly sky.
Year after year
it follows the bright stars
east, falls to its knees
for the lowliest king.
Except, of course, when the top lip
lifts like a curtain
on a mighty sneer.
Then you may hear,
out of the mouth of that rough beast,
the walls of the wide world
collapse.
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poem by Jean Monahan
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The Smell of the Sea
the smell
of the sea
is overpowered by the
watermelon fragrance of newly mowed lawn
bobtails
hunting for unseen tit-bits
among shrubs -
an earthworm becomes a bone of contention
a butcherbird swoops -
swallowing the spoil
if only the bobtails had agreed to share...
there's enough for all of us to go around
poem by Suzette Crous
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Deacon Taylor
I belonged to the church,
And to the party of prohibition;
And the villagers thought I died of eating watermelon.
In truth I had cirrhosis of the liver,
For every noon for thirty years,
I slipped behind the prescription partition
In Trainor's drug store
And poured a generous drink
From the bottle marked
"Spiritus frumenti."
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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