03. Maggie And Milly And Molly And May
maggie was the girl
interested in tom
but it was milly
who eventually got married to
maggie's sweetheart
molly is the girl interested in john
but it was may who eventualy
tie the knots with john
six years down the road
milly and may found themselves
at the crossroads of their marriage
wallowing in pity of their husbands
in a cafe with maggie and molly
the latter's children
calling milly and may aunties
uncles in somebody's arms
maggie and molly couldnt
believe their ears
all the tears in milly's and may's eyes
could have been theirs
that their once sweethearts
could turn so lousy and dull
both said they would talk them out
friend pinkly cleverly asked
whether they are glad
they were not married to
tom and john
to which maggie and molly
laughed and said 'no'
in their hearts were these words:
'serve the two bitches right'.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Maggie and Max
Our son married a flibbertygibbet,
my wife says, and I agree,
but he loves Maggie very much
so I say let's keep quiet.
It's not our place to criticize.
Max is 33, and not long
back from Iraq.
I remind my wife
that Maggie can cook
better than most
so let's give her a chance.
Max works two jobs
and he's never home.
Maggie's young.
Maybe the baby will help
but I doubt it.
Too bad Maggie
didn't take to quilting,
my wife points out.
The ladies at church
did their best to teach her.
But quilters, I remind her,
don't go out at midnight
to places nobody knows.
My wife keeps asking
why Max married Maggie.
I don't know what to say.
Finally I tell her I never saw
any woman walk like Maggie.
My wife says I never will.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Only Molly Knows
When the day is done
Oh Molly Molly
Will I be the one
When the day is through
Oh Molly Molly
Will I be with you
Tell me what to do
Oh Molly Molly
Let me follow through
'Cos I am lost at sea
Oh Molly Molly
Haven't got a clue
All I have to show
For all the years below
Only Molly knows
When the lights go down
Oh Molly Molly
Will you be around
When the lights are gone
Oh Molly Molly
Will you leave the town
Tell me what is wrong
Oh Molly Molly
Let me sing a song
'Cos I have lost the will
Oh Molly Molly
Cannot carry on
All I have to show
For all the years below
Only Molly knows
When the day is done
Oh Molly Molly
Will I be the one
When the day is through
Oh Molly Molly
Will I be with you
Tell me what to do
Oh Molly Molly
Let me follow through
Where are we to be tomorrow Molly
Haven't got a clue
All I have to show
For all the years below
Only Molly knows
song performed by by Travis
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When Will We Be Married
(traditional)
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on jimmy
Long jimmy lee
You have your eye on jimmy
Anda fine man he
You have your eye on jimmy
But youd better let him be
Because when you go, molly-o
Youll be gone with me
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on johnny
Thin johnny fee
You have your eye on johnny
And a fine man he
You have your eye on johnny
But youd better let him be
Because when you go, molly-o
Youll be gone with me
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
I made a black bow
For your pretty head
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
I made a black bow
For your bonny head
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
song performed by by Waterboys
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When Will We Be Married
(traditional)
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on jimmy
Long jimmy lee
You have your eye on jimmy
Anda fine man he
You have your eye on jimmy
But youd better let him be
Because when you go, molly-o
Youll be gone with me
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
You have your eye on johnny
Thin johnny fee
You have your eye on johnny
And a fine man he
You have your eye on johnny
But youd better let him be
Because when you go, molly-o
Youll be gone with me
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
I made a black bow
For your pretty head
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
I made a black bow
For your bonny head
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
When will we be married molly
When will we be wed
When will we be
Bedded in the same bed
song performed by by Waterboys
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Maggie Mgill
Miss maggie mgill, she lived on a hill.
Her daddy got drunk and left her no will
So she went down, down to tangie town.
People down there really like to get it on.
Now if youre sad and youre feeling blue
Go out and buy a new pair of shoes
And you go down, down to tangie town
The people down there really like to get it on.
Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star
Illegitimate son of a rock and roll star
Mom met dad in the back of a rock and roll car.
Well Im an old blues man
And I think that you understand
Ive been singing the blues ever since the world began.
Maggie, maggie, maggie mgill
Roll on, roll on, maggie mgill
Maggie, maggie, maggie mgill
Roll on, roll on, maggie mgill
song performed by by Doors
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Ain't Gonna Work On Your Farm No More
I ain’t gonna work on your farm no more
I ain’t gonna scrub all your floors,
I ain’t gonna take all your friends who ignore
what I do when they hide behind doors
where they pay no attention to stuff that I think,
and say, when they pay me a dime,
that I ain’t entitled to spend it on drink,
or ladies who show me good time.
I ain’t gonna work for your children or friends
who preach of the law and the Lord,
and hear all those messages God never sends
to people with who He is bored,
like I am. I ain’t gonna work on your farm,
instead I will write me a song,
and pray that its words will all sound the alarm,
for I expect to be back before long.
Mark Z. Barabak (“He’s Digging ‘Farm, ’” LA Times, June 26,2008) writes that Barack Obama’s favorite Bob Dylan song is “Maggie’s Farm, ” performed in 1995 at the Newport Festival, when he turned electric and never looked back:
I AIN’T GONNA WORK ON MAGGIE’S FARM NO MORE
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I wake up every morning
hold my hands and pray for rain
I've got a head full of ideas
driving me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
He hands you a nickel
he hands you a dime
He asks you and your friends
if you're having a good time
He blames you every time you slam the door
Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's Pa no more
He stubs his cigarette out in your face just for kicks
his bedroom window is made out of bricks
And the National Guard are standing at his door
well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's mother no more
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's mother no more
She talks to all the servants about man and God and law
and everybody swears she's the brains behind Pa
She's sixty-eight, but claim's she's twenty-four
well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I try so hard to be just who I am
but everybody wants you to be just like them
They say 'see, while you're playing I get bored'? ?
well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
6/26/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Maggie May
Wake up, maggie, I think I got some-thing to say to you:
Its late september and I really should be back at school.
I know I keep you amused, but I feel Im being used.
Oh, maggie, I couldnt have tried any more.
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone.
You stole my heart and thats what really hurts.
The morning sun, when its in your face really shows your age.
But that dont worry me none; in my eyes youre everything.
I laughed at all of your jokes, my love you didnt need to coax,
Oh, maggie I couldnt have tried any more.
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone.
You stole my soul thats a pain I can do without.
All I need was a friend to lend a guiding hand.
But you turned into a lover and mother what a lover your wore me out.
All you did was wreck my bed, and in the morning kick me in the head,
Oh, maggie I couldnt have tried any more.
You lured me away from home, cause you didnt want to be alone.
You stole my heart I couldnt leave you if I tried.
I suppose I could collect my books and get back to school.
Or steal my daddys cue and make a living out of playing pool.
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helping hand,
Oh, maggie, I wish Id never seen your face.
You made a first class fool out of me,
But Im as blind as a fool can be.
You stole my heart, but I love you anyway.
Maggie, I wish I never seen your face.
Ill get on back home one of these days.
song performed by by Counting Crows
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Maggie May
Wake up maggie I think Ive got something to say to you
Its late september and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused
But I feel Im being used
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and thats what really hurts
The morning sun when its in your face really shows your age
But that dont worry me none, in my eyes youre everything
I laughed at all your jokes
My love you didnt need to coax
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and thats a pain I could do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand
You turned into a lover and mother what a lover
You wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart I couldnt leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school
Or steal my daddys cue and make a living out of playing pool
Find myself a rock and roll band
That needs a helping hand
Oh maggie I wish Id never seen your face
You made a first class fool out of me
Now Im as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
song performed by by Wet Wet Wet
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Maggie May
(rod stewart / martin quittenton)
Wake up maggie I think I got something to say to you
Its late september and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused but I feel Im being used
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and thats what really hurt
The morning sun when its in your face really shows your age
But that dont worry me none in my eyes youre everything
I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didnt need to coax
Oh, maggie I couldnt have tried any more
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and thats a pain I can do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand
But you turned into a lover and
Mother what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh maggie I couldnt have tried anymore
You lured me away from home cause you didnt want to be alone
You stole my heart I couldnt leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school
Or steal my daddys cue and make a living out of playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin hand
Oh maggie I wish Id never seen your face
You made a first-class fool out of me
But Im as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
Maggie I wish Id never seen your face
Ill get on back home one of these days
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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The Post War Dream
Tell me true tell me why was jesus crucified
Is it for this that daddy died?
Was it for you? was it me?
Did I watch too much t.v.?
Is that a hint of accusation in your eyes?
If it wasnt for the nips
Being so good at building ships
The yards would still be open on the clyde
And it cant be much fun for them
Beneath the rising sun
With all their kids committing suicide
What have we done maggie what have we done
What have we done to england
Should we shout should we scream
what happened to the post war dream?
Oh maggie maggie what have we done?
song performed by by Pink Floyd
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Another
Another night
Molly said
between the sheets
of a cold bed
where emptiness
occupies the space
where you laid your head.
Another day
Molly said
wondering where death
has taken you
from my sight and being
with just a bleak day
and dark clouds for viewing.
Another hour
Molly said
listening to idle gossip
on the radio and TV
none of it’s about you
or your importance to me.
Another minute
Molly said
Treading the water
of my life’s routine
to keep me sane
knowing I have lost you
and will not to see you again.
Another second
Molly said
of the clock’s tick tock
and the hand’s motion
full of memories of yesteryear
and deep sad emotion.
poem by Terry Collett
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Willie's and Nellie's Wish
Willie and Nellie, one evening sat
By their own little cottage door;
They saw a man go staggering by --
Says Willie, "that's Mr. Lanore;
He is just going home from town, where
He has been in a saloon.
When Maggie and I came from school,
Said Maggie, 'please papa, come home.'
"She asked him again, again, to come home.
At last he got angry, and said:
'Maggie, go home -- don't bother me so;
Go home now, and shut up your head.'
Poor girl, she came weeping all the way,
As though her poor heart would break.
She could not play, not a word would say;
With playmates no pleasure could take."
"'Tis the same child," Willie replied;
"I'm sorry for Maggie Lanore.
I wish her papa would sign the pledge,
And try to be a man once more.
He drinks up all the money he earns,
In whiskey, rum, gin and beer;
His home is a home of poverty,
Made so by his own career."
Says Nellie, "I wish Mr. Lanore
Would go to the meeting to-night,
And hear the temperance lecture;
Then perhaps he would try to do right.
One more little home of happiness,
Would be in our midst, I am sure;
Then Maggie Lanore could say with joy.
'My papa don't drink any more.'"
Said Nellie, "I told her never mind,
We would be her friends evermore;
I hoped her papa would sign the pledge,
Then he would not drink any more.
Then smiling through her tears, she said,
'The temperance pledge, you mean;
If papa would sign it, then mamma
And I will take comfort, I ween.'"
"I wonder," says Nellie, "can it be,
The same child I saw go to school?
She wore ragged clothes. I saw her toes
Were peeping out of her old shoes.
She has curly hair, and mild blue eyes;
Can this child be Maggie Lanore?
If it is her, I sincerely wish
Her papa won't drink any more."
poem by Julia A Moore
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Maggie Mae
Wake up Maggie, I think I've got something to say to you
It's late September and I really should be back at school
I know I keep you amused
But I fell I'm being used
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my heart and that's what really hurts
The morning sun when it's in your eyes really shows your age
But that don't worry me none, in my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes
My love you didn't need to coax
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
Just to save you from being alone
You stole my soul and that's a pain I can do without
All I needed was a friend to lend a helping hand
But you turned into a lover and mother, what a lover, you wore me out
All you did was wreck my bed
And in the morning kick me in the head
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more
You led me away from home
'Cause you didn't want to be alone
You stole my heart, I couldn't leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collecd my books and go on back to school
Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living at playing pool
Or find myself a rock and roll band
That needs a helping hand
Oh Maggie, I wished I'd never seen your face
You made a first class fool out of me
But I'm as blind as a fool can be
You stole my heart but I love you anyway
I'd never seen your face
I'll get on back home, one of these days
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Maggie Mae
Oh dirty maggie mae they have taken her away
And she never walk down lime street any more
Oh the judge he guilty found her
For robbing a homeward bounder
That dirty no good robbin' maggie mae
To the port of liverpool
They returned me to
Two pounds ten a week, that was my pay
song performed by by Beatles
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Fee
Fee
In the cool shade of the banana tree
On the rugged trail toward the balcony
A child of the twentieth century
A dried up goliath and a weasel named fee
Far away in another place
A fading beauty named milly grace
A gospal singer with pox on her face
And a bamboo cane to help her keep the pace
Fee was a buddhist prodigy
Long past the age of maturity
Someday he knew it would set him free
Like it did for floyd the chimpanzee
Oh, fee, youre trying to live a life
Thats completely free.
Youre racing with the wind
Youre flirting with death
So have a cup of coffee
And catch your breath
Fee first met milly in a bar in peru
His heart was jumping like a kangaroo
Like a beast in a cage in an old dutch zoo
It was hopping and thumping in wooden shoes
But floyd was jealous and alone
He wanted milly for his own
A desperate craving in his bones
Their love, he said, I will not condone.
Then one day on a ship to Quebec
Floyd found fee and milly on a lovers trek
He picked up a bottle and broke off the neck
It sliced through the air, and fee hit the deck
Oh, fee, youre trying to live a life
Thats completely free
You want to stay with milly
Until youre dead
But you just got a bottle
Upside the head
Milly turned and began to scream at floyd
She said you think youre pretty mean
And though she was as thin as a small string bean
She slammed him in the face with a nectarine
Floyd fell back over the edge of the ship
Till he hung from the rail by his fingertip
Milly said, floyd Ill make you lose your grip
With this tiny piece of paper I can make you slip
So milly took that paper and did the deed
Floyd hit the water with astonishing speed
And as the sharks circled and began to feed
Milly knew her weasel was finally free
Oh, fee, youre trying to live a life
Thats completely free
Floyd is dead; hes nothing but a ripple
Cause milly took that paper
And sliced him on the nipple
song performed by by Phish
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The Dorset Chilli
My name is Billy
I wanted a chilli
Large, small or mini
Hot enough to make my eyes go drippy
I travelled the world and all the cities
And I thought, Billy, O! This is silly
Where can I acquire such a nifty chili?
Not in Chile I was told by my Milly
Right in the heart of Dorset, My dear Billy
The Dorset Naga, she said quite mildly
One taste makes tongues dance on ice
The aroma itself is much rather nice
So when in Dorset I found and ate this chilli
I started a contemporary dance with my Willie
And Milly was all giggly
When I kept repeating O! Giddy Giddy
O! Billy This is silly said my Milly
My dizzy mouth needed a drink quite fizzy
My lips felt swollen, lively and lippy
As my backside turned into factory windy
The smell made my throat chippie
The touch made my skin richly itchy
My eyes felt seductively flirty
My stomach churned feeling so sickly
I pooed out in the loo pounds of hot molten lava
Imposed upon me by the unkindly Dorset Chilli Naga
And I thought, Billy, O! This is silly
And Milly laughed looking happily chilly
As she asked, 'Would you like another? '
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Maggie May
Oh dirty maggie mai they have taken her away
And she never walk down lime street anymore
Oh the judge he guilty found her
Of robbing home a pounder
That dirty no good robbin maggie mae
Just a part of liverpool
She earned a term with two
Two pounds ten a week, that was my pay...
song performed by by Beatles
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Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da
Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to molly-girl i like your face
And molly says this as she takes him by the hand.
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on.
Desmond takes a trolly to the jewellers store
Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing.
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of desmond and molly jones.
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she's a singer with the band.
And if you want some fun-take obladi oblada.
song performed by by Beatles
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Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da
J. Lennon, P. McCartney)
Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly-girl I like your face
And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand.
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi Oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on.
Desmond takes a trolly to the jewellers store
Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing.
In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones.
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she's a singer with the band.
And if you want some fun-take Obladi Oblada
song performed by by No Doubt
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I think sex is very interesting for most people, but I'm interested in sex as a way of communication, I'm not that interested in the fantasy version of a sex scene.
quote by Maggie Gyllenhaal
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