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One night Roger was in a foul mood and he threw his entire bloody drumset across the stage. The thing only just missed me - I might have been killed.

quote by Freddie Mercury
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Equally Foul

Sometimes it is easier to hide,
A red elephant in a closet.
Than to open the door of one,
Looking for a good mood to wear.
And...
Hoping to keep it,
Without someone having something foul to say...
To ruin one's entire day.
As if they knew just how to do it.

It takes all the strength in the world,
Not to step toe to toe with ignorance.
And a good mood can be stripped to grit teeth...
Just like that!
Quicker than someone with decent intentions,
Indecently allows something equally foul...
To come popping right out of the mouth.
And,
Consciously!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At some of the venues, the audience was so loud we could hardly hear what was happening on stage, which kind of threw us back to 1983, when we had very similar reactions on a much bigger scale.

quote by Roger Andrew Taylor
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In That Mood To Pursue

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me and not a thing to prove.

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me,
And not a thing to prove.

I woke up in attitude I knew.
Arrogant but more...
Determinance.
Like a man standing in defense...
Of what I have now with confidence.
And no one's gona try to say I make no sense.

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me and not a thing to prove.

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me,
And not a thing to prove.

I woke up in attitude I knew.
Arrogant,
With a meaning intent.
And a mind tracked on common sense.

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me,
And not a thing to prove.

I feel there's nothing now that I can't do.

I'm in that mood,
For me.
No one has to agree.
I'm up,
And ready to fulfill my needs.
I said I'm up...
And ready to fulfill my needs.

I'm in that mood.
In that mood.
To pursue,
And do...
Just for me and not a thing to prove,
To you or nobody in that groove...
Who aint got it goin' and movin'!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Is The Mood Of A Poem For This Night

THERE IS THE MOOD OF A POEM FOR THIS NIGHT

There is the mood of a poem for this night
There is the mood of a love from long ago
That is forever lost-

There is a mood of a too rainy and too cold night
There is a mood of more inside than saying can mean-

There is a mood of many things-

And all these moods are not one mood
And yet in me now largely indescribable-

For there is a mood which takes the person away
Into a land of dreams and beyond
And another mood and another poem
Which simply stays where it is
In longing for itself-

So while I have many moods
And may write many poems of those moods
I know that there is no mood tonight
Which is the one and only one love
I would always have-

And no mood which can say again
All that a person may have when young
And never know again in old age-

There is a mood of being forever sad and forever regretful-

But considering how much Beauty life has
And how many different ways there are of finding it
I will listen to the music of the light tonight
And hear the poetry of many great souls
And in a mood of joy
Quietly go to rest
As if happiness really were the mood beyond and within everything.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Irritating Sky

The sky is always changing –
Can't it settle down?
Shades of blue, then reddy hue,
Puffs of grey and white;
And then it's bloody night!
At least I see a smattering
Of twinkly little things,
A silver globe occasionally
Which admittedly it brings
A sort of pleasant feeling,
Warming to the soul,
But overall it's so annoying –
Irritatingly droll!

Sky sky bloody sky, bloody sky sky
Sky sky bloody sky, sky bloody sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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One Thing

One thing that I got for you
Is the one thing that you never do
One thing makes you feel brand new
Is the one thing that youre coming to
Just the one thing gets you in the mood
You call my number in the middle of the night
To tell me nothing else can make you feel alright
But it rings, you hang it up, and call me back again
One thing that I got for you
Is the one thing that you never do
One thing that youve got to choose
Is the one thing you can never lose
Just the one thing that fits your attitude
You call my name in the middle of the night
When youre making love and it feels alright
But its him, not me, cant you see, a shot of reality
I know what youre doing, I know what youre doing
I know what you want, I know what you wanted to do
I know when the lights go out, I know when the lights go out
One thing that I got for you
Is the one thing you never do
Just the one thing that gets you in the mood
Just the one thing that fits your attitude
One thing is scorning pain
Just the one thing.

song performed by by Megadeth
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I'm In That Kind Of Mood

There's something sexy 'bout the way you're dressed
I can see you're lookin' your best tonight, that's right
You're walkin' with a new attitude
There's something different 'bout the way you're movin' tonight, that's right
But before we walk out the door, let me say one thing more
Save one last dance for our bedroom
Baby, I'm in that kind of mood
There ain't no tellin' what we might do
When it's all over and the night is through
Baby, how 'bout you, I'm in that kind of mood
It's been a while since we've been out
It's overdue baby ain't no doubt you know, ain't it so
It's feelin' like our first date
To tell the truth now honey I can't wait to go
And I think you know
Well tonight it's just us two and baby I want you
But before we walk out the door, let me say one thing more
Save one last dance for our bedroom
Baby, I'm in that kind of mood
There ain't no tellin' what we might do
When it's all over and the night is through
Baby, how 'bout you, I'm in that kind of mood
But before we walk out the door, let me say one thing more
Save one last dance for our bedroom
Baby, I'm in that kind of mood
There ain't no tellin' what we might do
When it's all over and the night is through
Baby, how 'bout you, I'm in that kind of mood
I'm in that kind of mood
I'm in that kind of mood
I'm in that kind of mood

song performed by by Alabama
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I Killed The Cat

damn i killed the cat
i can't believe it
a well placed kick killed
the cat yet no remorse
wait is that a smile
yea peaceful nights now
you waking up for cats yea
but no its not your life to take
you killed a living thing
it only a cat
there no where near extinction
so you have no problem
no the kids loved it
how do i explain it to them
ooh bury it and say it ran away
but they will be sad
sad! what sad face never killed
no one but my boot did
it collided in its tiny skull
it moaned till it pass
my god i killed the cat
i killed the cat

poem by Robert Roberts
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Soap

[soppy romantic music plays in the background]
Roger : skylar montgomery?
Montgomery : what do you want from me roger?
Roger : I know it was you all along messing around with my dear veronica!
Montgomery : wait a minute, you hold hold it right there. me and that woman
Love each other.
Roger : love? what do you know of love?
Montgomery : we were destined to be together. I met her on the beach...!
Roger :are you out to destroy me?
Montgomery : no roger. thats not what I want to do.
Roger : I love her! and were going to be together.
Montgomery : never!

song performed by by Eminem
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The Bloody Clothes of War

I wear the bloody clothes of war
The wounds that I show
Coming from traumas
Concussions that rattle your heart
And never leave your head.

The blood that I oppose
Stemming from the life I missed
The hope I skipped past
The love I never felt.

The wounds that killed me fall deep
Hitting my bones
Some even shattering
Leaving me motionless on the floor.

The tears and blood I cry
Fill up the casket and spill out
Until everyone in the room drowns in them
But I somehow find a way to prevent myself
From showing the crowd that I am dying, not dead.

I wear the bloody clothes of war
War with everything
War with everyone
But also the worst kind of war
War with myself.

poem by Kim Jones
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Bloody Mess

shes left in the middle of the room,
beaten and broken,
she crys out in the night,
no one around,
to say its alright,
shes bleeding from unknown places,
she passes out in the bloody mess,
her husband gone,
never to return,
she lays there slowly bleeding out,
the baby inside her,
no longer alive,
her husband killed her and left a bloody mess,
with tears and blood stained to her face,
she gave her life,
for her husbands bloody mess

poem by Alicia Roseberry
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The disillusioned one

I have taken photographs of me
Stage by stage, age by age
For the interest of my progeny.
Disillusioned, I threw them out.
06.04.2003

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bloody Luxury

(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

song performed by by Whitesnake
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Baby, Im In The Mood For You

Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna leave my lonesome home
And sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna hear my milk cow moan
And sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna hit the highway road
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.
Sometimes Im in the mood, lord, I had my overflowin fill
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna make out my final will
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna head for the walkin hill
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna lay right down and die
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna climb up to the sky
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna laugh until I cry
But then again, I said again, I said again, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna sleep in my ponys stall
Sometimes Im in the mood, I aint gonna do nothin at all
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna fly like a cannon ball
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna back up against the wall
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna run till I have to crawl
Sometimes Im in the mood, I aint gonna do nothin at all
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.
Sometimes Im in the mood, I wanna change my house around
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna make a change in this here town
Sometimes Im in the mood, Im gonna change the world around
But then again, but then again, I said oh, I said oh, I said
Oh babe, Im in the mood for you.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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An Old Story

(Retold in Rhyme)

They threw him in a prison cell;
He moaned upon his bed.
And when he crept from coils of hell:
"Last night you killed," they said.

"last night in drunken rage you slew
A being brave with breath;
A radiant soul, because of you
Lies dark in death."

"last night I killed," he moaned distraught,
"When I was wild with wine;
I slew, and I remember naught . . .
O Mother, Mother mine!

"To what unbridled rage may lead
You taught me at your knew.
Why did I not your warning heed . . .
And now - the gallows tree.

"O Mother, Mother, come to me,
For I am sore distrest,
And I would kneel beside your knee
And weep upon your breast. . . ."

They stared at him; their lips were dumb,
Their eyes tear filled;
Then spoke the Priest: "She cannot come . . .
'Twas she you killed."

poem by Robert William Service
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American Skin

41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots, they cut through the night
You're kneeling over his body in the vestibule
Praying for his life
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
Ain't no secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots, lena gets her son ready for school
She says now on these streets charles
You got to understand the rules
Promise me if an officer stops you'll always be polite
Never ever run away and promise mama you'll keep your hands in sight
Cause is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
41 shots and we'll take that ride
Across this bloody river to the other side
41 shots my boots caked in mud
We're baptized in these waters and in each other's blood
Is it a gun?
Is it a knife?
Is it a wallet?
This is your life
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
It ain't no secret (it ain't no secret)
No secret my friend
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
You can get killed just for living in
Your american skin
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots
41 shots

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Well, it was sunday, bloody sunday when the shot the people there.
The cries of thirteen martyrs filled the free derry air.
Is there anyone amongst you dare to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was bleeding when they nailed the coffin lids!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, you claim to be majority, well, you know that its a lie.
Youre really a minority on this sweet emerald isle.
When stormont bans our marches, theyve got a lot to learn,
Internment is no answer, its those mothers turn to burn.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey! yeah!
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
All you anglo pigs and scotties sent to colonise the north,
You wave your bloody union jacks and you know what its worth.
How dare you hold to ransom a people proud and free?
Keep ireland to the irish, put the english back to sea!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey, hey, hey!
Alright!
Ooh -
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, its always bloody sunday in the concentration camps.
Keep falls road free forever from the bloody british hands.
Repatriate to britain all of you who call it home,
Leave ireland to the irish not for london or for rome.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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In one night

In one night
My world changed forever
In one night
I became a woman
In one night
I threw away my innocence.

In one night
In the front seat of a care
I threw away everything
I'd been taught for years
For a boy I thought loved me
But in the end, used me.

In one night
I cried more than ever
In one night
I lay awake for hours
In one night
I hoped I didnt get pregnant.

In one night
I regretted my decision
Wishing I could undo the past
And the images forever in my mind
I fell for a guy who would never love me
In one night, I forgot who I used to be.

poem by Karley Kay
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He Killed Me

I benefit him, who killed me,
Yet the puzzle is so complicated
That I benefit him.
My name concentrates on him,
He killed me, and designed my thought.
I may inhibit his behavior by talking,
By recommending and teaching,
Also to rely on his children
And call me what I am supposed to be called.
I need no mood better than him,
But next he killed my children
And left the city, for another reward
With the teaching and teachers.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Equally Foul

In That Mood To Pursue

There Is The Mood Of A Poem For This Night

Irritating Sky

One Thing

I'm In That Kind Of Mood

I Killed The Cat

Soap

The Bloody Clothes of War

Bloody Mess

The disillusioned one

Bloody Luxury

Baby, Im In The Mood For You

An Old Story

American Skin

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

In one night

He Killed Me

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