Born Free after Joy Adamson
Young Elsa was a lioness,
when tame she jumped for joy.
She caused considerable distress
once freed, she jumped at Joy.
For Adam's son was her mistress,
to man and wife a toy,
as in the bible all may guess,
the spare rib brought her joy!
(17 March 1975)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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One Day A Hungry Fox
One day, a hungry fox,
Saw a high vineyard.
It was full of sweet grapes,
He might not have, he feared.
They were hanging in such
A height, that he jumped
And jumped, but couldn't get.
He had to remain starved,
Again he jumped, and jumped,
And went on jumping ever.
But all his efforts were in vain,
He failed to touch that cluster.
Being upset, he got angry
As he wasted his hour.
Before leaving out of pain,
He said--Grapes are very sour!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Rat In The Bottle
Wet.
Calm.
Pacing around.
Hatching plans.
Lonely.
Quiet.
Pacing around.
Hatching plans.
Suddenly,
he jumped.
Jumped again
and again.
He looked up,
the top was far.
Accepting his fate,
he laid low.
Suddenly,
he jumped.
Jumped again
and again not retiring.
The bottle fell.
He ran.
Swiftly.
He ran.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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To and Fro
the child jumped over the frog
the frog jumped over the child
the child jumped over the frog again
the frog jumped over the child again
the child jumped forth
the frog jumped forth
the child jumped back
the frog couldn't do that
poem by Femia Cools
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Burnin Fire
Well she struck like lightning
Sent the blood rushing to my head
And she was so exciting
I took a walk I didnt have to be led
* and I had my highlights, I had it all
I thought that life was my crystal ball
Now theres a highway running
She drove a truck right through my life
** I jumped in to the burnin fire
Led by lust and my desire
I jumped in to the burnin fire
Led by lust my desire
Well I was born a preacher
Fire and brimstone Im a baptist man
She was gods own creature
What she didnt know you wouldnt understand now
* repeat
** repeat
[instrumental]
Well she skipped across the floor
And she looked so fine
With her hair flowing back
I thought she was mine
I dreamed on in my own head
Now lord I wish I was dead
** repeat
** repeat
I jumped in, I jumped in
To the burnin fire
And you dont win
I jumped in, I jumped in
To the burnin fire
And you dont win
** repeat and fade out
song performed by by Ufo
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The Getaway
The fairy jumped over the bog
To ride upon a unicorn
Drops of rain fall in a misty fog
The fairy jumped over the bog
She was questioned by a warty frog
And as the creature bowed its golden horn
The fairy jumped over the bog
To ride upon the unicorn.
poem by Amanda Dickerman
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Hell, if I'd jumped on all the dames I'm supposed to have jumped on, I'd have had no time to go fishing.
quote by Clark Gable
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At least 50 times. I've jumped off a building, jumped off a cliff in a car. I've been in bedrooms when women came in with knives and guns.
quote by Dennis Rodman
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Guess What? ...Don't Care! ! !
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
You are
Crazy
And I am
A lady
All the
Cool things
You break
I clean
When will
You be
Respectful
To me
I'll make
One last
Prediction
You'll pass
You stink
I know
You'll be
Down low
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
Guess what (Guess what)
Don't care (Don't care)
I'm right (I'm right)
You'll spare (You'll spare)
All this
Time I
Am trying
To tell
You that
I don't
Care what
You think
All the
Time I
Am right
You die
Joking
You look
Like you
Could use
A day too
Guess what
Don't care
I'm right
You'll spare
1234 GUESS WHAT? ? ?
I DON'T CARE! ! !
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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The Old Wife's Mood
'Don’t grumble and growl and roar at me
Old man, when your temper’s turning,
I’ve long since tired of your vain disputes
In the halls of your lordship’s learning,
You think, old man, you can tame me now
By beating your breakers shoreward,
I’ve never put up with your antics yet
When your spume is fuming forward.'
‘Don’t shriek at me, ’ said the old man sea
As she whipped at his crests in temper,
‘It’s always the way that your humour turns
Each bleak and harsh September;
Will ever you calm yourself, you witch
And settle my troubled rancour,
Or shriek and howl like a grey old owl
At my spindrift’s sullen anger? ’
‘Old, I was old when the world was young
In my hallowed depths and deeps,
What did I want with a wife like you
Whose temper never sleeps? ’
‘Don’t carp and cavil at me, ’ she shrilled
In the runnels at rocks uncovered,
‘I’d turn the tide in a backward slide
For the sake of a new-found lover.’
She turned to whip at the whining wires:
‘I’m leaving you and your brood, ’
The sea came grumbling round the Pier
‘It’s only the old wife’s mood.
She’s light and happy in other months,
In love that’s ever the way.’
The old wife crept from her hiding place
To join him, out in the bay.
15 March 1975
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Riffin The Scotch
Johnny mercer / d. mcdonough / benny goodman / buck
I jumped out of the tryin pan
And right into the fire
When I lost me a cheatin man
And got a no-count liar
Swapped the old one for a new one
Now the new ones breakin my heart
I jumped out of the tryin pan
And right into the fire
Lord, right into the fire
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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I Jumped Across a Rainbow
I jumped across a rainbow
And left my ego here
Exposed to its reality
As nothingness and fear. I needed all my courage
To take that giant leap
For hypnotized in human dreams
My mind was fast asleep. But when that rainbow beckoned
I walked right through the night
I jumped across the rainbow
And fell into the LIGHT!
poem by Evelyn Stark
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Another Sad Love Song
Since you been gone
I been hangin' around here lately
With my mind messed up
Jumped in my car tried to clear my mind
Didn't help me
I guess I'm all messed up now baby
Soon as I jumped into my ride
Those memories start to play
A song comes on the radio
And there U are baby once again
It's just another sad love song
Rackin' my brain like crazy
Guess I'm all torn up
Be it fast or slow
It doesn't let go
Or shake me
And it's all because of you
Since you been gone
I keep thinkin' about you baby
Gets me all choked up
This heart of mine keeps
Dreamin' of you and it's crazy
You'd think I'd had enough
As soon as I get you out my head
I'm in your car again
Just one request from the radio
I'm back in love sugar once again
It's just another sad love song
Rackin' my brain like crazy
Guess I'm all torn up
Be it fast or slow
It doesn't let go
Or shake me
And it's all because of you
Here comes the strings
Then somebody sings
Only takes a beat
And then it starts killin' me darlin'
Only takes one note
song performed by by Toni Braxton from Toni Braxton
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Happiness Is A Warm Gun (live Version)
Beatles cover
She's not a girl who misses much
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multicolored mirrors
On his hobnailed boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands
Working over time
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the Nation's Trust
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Down to the bitch that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know that nobody can do me no harm
Happiness is a warm gun, mama
Happiness is a warm gun
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Song For Adam
Though adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him well
He was alone into his distance
He was deep into his well
I could guess what he was laughing at, but I couldnt really tell
Now the storys told that adam jumped, but Ive been thinking that he fell
Together we went traveling, as we received the call
His destination india, and I had none at all
Well, I still remember laughing with our backs against the wall
So free of fear, we never thought that one of us might fall
I sit before my only candle, but its so little light to find my way
Now this story unfolds before my candle
Which is shorter every hour as it reaches for the day
But I feel just like a candle in the way
I guess Ill get there, but I wouldnt say for sure
When we parted we were laughing still, as our goodbyes were said
And I never heard from him again as each our lives we led
Except for once in someone elses letter that I read
Until I heard the sudden word that a friend of mine was dead
I sit before my only candle, like a pilgrim sits beside the way
Now this journey appears before my candle
As a song thats growing fainter the harder that I play
But I fear before I end Ill fade away
But I guess Ill get there, though I wouldnt say for sure
Though adam was a friend of mine, I did not know him long
And when I stood myself beside him, I never though I was as strong
Still it seems he stopped his singing in the middle of his song
Well Im not the one to say I know, but Im hoping he was wrong
Im holding out my only candle, though its so little light to find my way
Now this storys been laid beneath my candle
And its shorter every hour as it reaches for the day
Yes, I feel just like a candle in the way
I hope Ill get there, but I never pray
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Happiness Is A Warm Gun
Shes not a girl who misses much
Shes well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd with the multi-colored mirrors
On his hob-nailed boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands
Working over time
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the nations trust
I need a fix cause Im going down
Down to the *itch that I left uptown
I need a fix cause Im going down
Mother superior jumped the gun
Mother superior jumped the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know that nobody can do me no harm
Happiness is a warm gun, mama
Happiness is a warm gun
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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I haven't really had that many opportunities to play ""lead"" so I guess I jumped at the chance. I have also never done any ""sci-fi"" projects and thought it might be fun.
quote by Julie Bowen
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Illegal Business
Cocaine business controls America
Ganja business controls America
KRS-One come to start some hysteria
Illegal Business controls America
One afternoon around eleven o'clock
It was freezing cold
He was standing on the block
Sellin' cheeba
Mixin' dimes
Sayin' a rhyme
Just to pass the time
The cops passed by
But he stayed calm
'Cause the leather trench coat
Was keepin' him warm
But this time they walked by real slowly
He thought to himself
They look like they know me
They drove away
But he didn't stay
He jumped in the cab
And he paid his tab
But guess who he saw
When he hit the block
It was the same cop car
The same two cops
They jumped out quick
They pulled a gun
They said
song performed by by Boogie Down Productions
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Boyng! Boyng!
As it jumped across the ground it went boyng! boyng!
its pace was fast and its leap was long.
The creature grinned as it passed me by
with its hands in its pocket it jumped so high.
It wasn’t long before it disappeared from view,
but then I could hear the boyng! boyng! of two.
As they jumped across the ground they went boyng! boyng!
their pace was fast and their leap was long.
The creatures grinned as they passed me by
with their hands in their pockets they jumped so high.
It wasn’t long before they had disappeared from view,
but then I could hear the boyng! boyng! of many more than two.
As they jumped across the ground they went boyng! boyng!
their pace was fast and their leap was long.
The creatures grinned as they passed me by
with their hands in their pockets they jumped so high.
It wasn’t long before they had disappeared from view
and that was the last time I heard the boyng! boyng! of the kangaroo.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Muse
Will you ever chance to meet
someone who’s as soft and sweet
as the fair form who I greet
on and off - my mistress meet!
14 January 1975 revised 3 May 2005 robi3_0035
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Muse
Will you ever chance to meet
someone who’s as soft and sweet
as the fair form who I greet
every day, my wife so neat!
14 January 1975
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Interpretations
INTERPRETATIONS
Fat fortune's made, flat wife Dow fed
rat’s force runes laid, bat - strife - ciao - bed.
Version I Final Hour
Undefeated, all round oppressed,
pun deleted, fall sound suppressed.
Version II Foresight
Insightful plans in stealth prepared
sin, night, culls man, win’s wealth despaired.
Version III Adultery
Distresses through, fears one must stifle,
mistresses two, years won, lust, trifle.
Version IV Dixit Spouse
He’d rule, make hay, term ends today,
heed fool, fake bay, worm wends to play.
Version V Dixit Daughter
Who hid himself behind his wealth
in failing health must part from pelf.
Version VI Dixit Son
Abusing all, refusing fall,
lewd now must stall, cued to Death’s call
Version VII Dixit Bureaucrat
Who played sly hand, f[l]ame fanned, cold dust,
grew, greyed, sigh banned, aim sand, old, bust.
Version VIII Conclusion
Statistics show life’s little glow
soon ebbs, tide’s flow goes where none know.
Bonanza dreams, boon nailed, no shows,
so stanza schemes soon fail, flow slows.
23 March 1975 revised 4 February 2009
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For previous version entitled The Art of Interpretation see below
f[l]ame: aim’s fame flame lame
The Art of Interpretation
My fortune’s made,
my wife is fed;
my future’s laid,
and so to bed!
Version I: The Final Hour
In life I came off best,
my fam’ly’s fed and dressed,
now comes the final test, -
I go at Thy behest!
Version II: Foresight
My plans are laid deep,
my wife counts her sheep,
the profits I’ll reap!
I’m falling asleep...
Version III Adultery
My wealth I won at poker,
my wife is with her mother,
in the arms of another,
my mistress, fears I’ll smother.
23 March 1975
poem by Jonathan Robin
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