Welcome To the Madhouse (Fun Poem 108)
Welcome to the madhouse
where bigger nuts come in
and are promoted when they stay.
Their ideas are outrageous
bordering on the ridiculous
but they are taken up anyway.
Welcome to the madhouse
they never turn a nutter away
the more ludicrous your ideas
the more they like it here.
Some of our charges
have been voted into Parliament,
some have even received
a gong from the Queen.
Welcome to the madhouse
we never turn a nutcase away.
26 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Hold On To Your Hat
Hold on to your head
Hold on to your hat
You're screaming down the alley
And never coming back
Get out of my bod
Get out of the sack
Don't give me no lip
Don't give me no crap
No way
Get out the madhouse
Tear it all down
Get out the madhouse
Burn it to the ground
Got to
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Steel Wheels
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Madhouse
There is a growing concern...
Someone overqualified,
Seeks to run the madhouse.
The inhabitants have become disturbed.
How could someone of high integrity,
Desire to correct...
The madness digested.
The one who comes,
Is unlike the other ones.
This one comes free of derangement.
And suspicion clouds the faces,
Of those who are stunned.
And everything done,
Begins to upset everyone.
No one has tried to fix the madhouse.
And those inside despise,
Anyone who does not decieve with lies!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Madhouse
I was made to appear in a madhouse.
My father’s beard was as black
As the night of the last night,
His legs were nimble, his bellowing
Much more in time with suicide.
In some ways, it was a relish
To consume and offer
The eternal moments of pain
And suffering, the suicidal questions.
I dreamed of great insects,
Of my father in a suit of death;
My elegy shall provide the material
And finances for his burial.
Still let the search be on in these walls,
This madhouse appeared to be
A sanctuary for the distressed.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Oh, who am I trying to kid? It's a madhouse. The minute those cameras go off, things just explode, everyone is just at each other in one way or another, in closets or cat fights here and there. It's nuts. You know, I can't be a part of it.
quote by Richard Dean Anderson
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You don't want madhouse and the whole thing there.
quote by William Empson
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Have you ever thought that war is a madhouse and that everyone in the war is a patient?
quote by Oriana Fallaci
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A first visit to a madhouse is always a shock.
quote by Anna Freud
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Viewed from the summit of reason, all life looks like a malignant disease and the world like a madhouse.
Viewed from the summit of reason, all life looks like a malignant disease and the world like a madhouse.
We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds our planet is the mental institution of the universe.
We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.
Tonight We Murder
red hand takes a purple terror
love knows these nuts
when we escape from the madhouse
we will... hunt down
tonight we murder
between the battle of pain and hate
we will wait, but not for our time
we'll for hate and to take
to deep... throat
tonight
tonight we murder
between the pain, the battle of pain
love never ties knots
a twisted plan of fear and hate
we'll never untie these nuts
tonight we murder
i murder
tonight we murder
song performed by by Ministry
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England is nothing but the last ward of the European madhouse, and quite possibly it will prove to be the ward for particularly violent cases.
quote by Leon Trotsky
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Mnner Des Westens - Any Kind Of Land
The rock is on
Es ist Tatbestand,
Daa dieses Abendland
Die Geschichte immer hat bestimmt
Es ist angesagt
Auch immer mehr gefragt
Wer die Manner dieses Westens sind
Daa die guten Krafte dieser Welt sich sammeln
Jener, der daran noch glaubt, der irrt
Ich habe nachgedacht
Die Nacht damit verbracht
It's gettin' more and more
It's gettin' weird
You got the wholy land
Got tomorrow land
You got a madhouse land
You got any, any, any kind of land
Manner des Westens sind so
Manner des Westens sind so
Manner des Westens sind so, sind so, sind sooh
Restlos intercool
Rock on Neo Rockers
Rock on
Come on, rock it, do it
You got Rockefeller
Got Kennedy
You got James Bond
Gotta Muhammed Ali
Got Frank Sinatra
You got classic coke
Andy Warhol
Gotta any kind of dope
You got Oppenheimer
And you got John Wayne
Mac Ronald's Circus drivin' us insane
You got Bob Beamon
Got the jumpin' Jack Flash
Beverly Cops they got a brandnew crash
Got the wholy land
Got tomorrow land
You got a madhouse land
You got any, any, any kind of land
Manner des Westens sind so
Fade out
song performed by by Falco
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The ambulance outside.
Can you see that ambulance outside?
I suppose you wonder what it doing there?
Bet you think what's the nutter done now?
She's a right one her.
Thats what they all think.
She's an attention seeker and she's nuts.
It's what everybody thinks about me.
But if you look into my eyes.
You'll see a life time of pain.
The smile I wore was a disguise.
So what's that ambulance doing outside?
The nutter slashed her arms.
She killed her self.
So that ambulance outside,
Has come to take the nutter away.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Poet's Heart
A poem is like a wild rose
Your ideas bloom into something as it grows
Some your ideas flow clear and beautiful like a song
And sometimes those thoughts turn into sadness about things that go wrong
But the most important things to remember is where those ideas start.
And that is from a Poet's Heart
poem by Frank Pulver
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M Auml;Nner Des Westens - Any Kind Of Land
The rock is on
Es ist tatbestand
Da dieses abendland
Die geschichte immer hat bestimmt
Es ist angesagt
Auch immer mehr gefragt
Wer die mnner dieses westens sind
Da die guten krfte dieser welt sich sammeln
Jener, der daran noch glaubt, der irrt
Ich habe nachgedacht
Die nacht damit verbracht
Its gettin more and more
Its gettin weird
You got the wholy land
Got tomorrow land
You got a madhouse land
You got any, any, any kind of land
Mnner des westens sind so
Mnner des westens sind so
Mnner des westens sind so, sind so, sind sooh
Restlos intercool
Rock on neo rockers
Rock on
Come on, rock it, do it
You got rockefeller
Got kennedy
You got james bond
Gotta muhammed ali
Got frank sinatra
You got classic coke
Andy warhol
Gotta any kind of dope
You got oppenheimer
And you got john wayne
Mac ronalds circus drivin us insane
You got bob beamon
Got the jumpin jack flash
Beverly cops they got a brandnew crash
You got the wholy land
Got tomorrow land
You got a madhouse land
You got any, any, any kind of land
Mnner des westens sind so
Mnner des westens sind so
Mnner des westens sind so, sind so, sind sooh...
song performed by by Falco
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Books won't stay banned. They won't burn. Ideas won't go to jail. In the long run of history, the censor and the inquisitor have always lost. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas. The source of better ideas is wisdom. The surest path to wisdom is a liberal education.
quote by Alfred Whitney
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Some Music Can Inspire
It is strange how some music
can inspire more than others
and make you write and write.
Give you ideas, which
you quickly put down on paper
and turn into beautiful things.
Sometimes it is a whole collection,
sometimes it is a single tune.
Whatever it is the more it is played
the more ideas that come to you.
It is a love affair
that can go on forever
whenever that music is played.
1 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Satin Shoes
'If ever I walk to church to wed,
As other maidens use,
And face the gathered eyes,' she said,
'I'll go in satin shoes!'
She was as fair as early day
Shining on meads unmown,
And her sweet syllables seemed to play
Like flute-notes softly blown.
The time arrived when it was meet
That she should be a bride;
The satin shoes were on her feet,
Her father was at her side.
They stood within the dairy door,
And gazed across the green;
The church loomed on the distant moor,
But rain was thick between.
'The grass-path hardly can be stepped.
The lane is like a pool!' -
Her dream is shown to be inept,
Her wish they overrule.
'To go forth shod in satin soft
A coach would be required!'
For thickest boots the shoes were doffed -
Those shoes her soul desired….
All day the bride, as overborne,
Was seen to brood apart,
And that the shoes had not been worn
Sat heavy on her heart.
From her wrecked dream, as months flew on,
Her thought seemed not to range.
'What ails the wife?' they said anon,
'That she should be so strange?'…
Ah - what coach comes with furtive glide -
A coach of closed-up kind?
It comes to fetch the last year's bride,
Who wanders in her mind.
She strove with them, and fearfully ran
Stairward with one low scream:
'Nay - coax her,' said the madhouse man,
'With some old household theme.'
'If you will go, dear, you must fain
Put on those shoes - the pair
For your marriage, which the rain
Forbade you then to wear.'
She clapped her hands, flushed joyous hues;
'O yes - I'll up and ride
If I am to wear my satin shoes
And be a proper bride!'
Out then her little foot held she,
As to depart with speed;
The madhouse man smiled pleasantly
To see the wile succeed.
She turned to him when all was done,
And gave him her thin hand,
Exclaiming like an enraptured one,
'This time it will be grand!'
She mounted with a face elate,
Shut was the carriage door;
They drove her to the madhouse gate,
And she was seen no more….
Yet she was fair as early day
Shining on meads unmown,
And her sweet syllables seemed to play
Like flute-notes softly blown.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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