Frostbitten Finger
Frostbitten finger beckons to frown future's clown
while old ways linger.
Is freedom ginger beer froth support for one’s own
survival’s binger,
or doppelganger phantom intellectual gown
mortal mask danger or moral ask anger?
Time's trial stinger faults thought lines, trigger meltdown.
Life's strife is cliff clinger,
for poor puppet stringer's cold feet answers. Fate' frozen crown
Frostbite quiets siren song singer
seeking fools’ gold - pyrites otherwise known
as strict dead-ringer
icing out cold gold bell ringer's frostbite finger.
Frostbitten Fingers
Frostbitten fingers
beckon to frown future's clown
while old ways linger
is freedom ginger
beer froth support for one's own
survival's binger
or doppelganger
phantom intellectual gown
mor[t]al mask anger
siren song singer
or fools' gold pyrites known
as strict dead-ringer
Time's trial stinger
faults thought lines, trigger meltdown.
Life's strife cliff clinger,
poor puppet stringer
seeks answers - destiny's crown?
free-will bell ringer?
(13 January 1993 revised 29 March 2009 and 15 February 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Blue Sky
The quality of your love,
The quality of your muse,
The quality of your content;
The Blue Sky!
And like the boys and the girls next door.
The Blue Sky!
And for all the artists on this earth;
But, i do write because, i want to free my mind.
It was like a live show when i met you!
And like the muse of your love;
Stringer, ginger, linger, stinger, zinger, singer;
But, the Blue Sky is very high above us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dead Ringer For Love (feat. Meat Loaf)
Meat Loaf feat. Cher - Dead Ringer For Love
Meatloaf: Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar
I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car
You got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby, baby baby
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
Cher: Ever since I can remember you been hanging 'round this joint
You been trying to look away but now you finally got the point
I don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do
But a girl she doesn't live by only rock 'n roll and brew
Baby baby, baby baby
Cher and Meatloaf: Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we got better things to do
I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
Meatloaf: Ooh you got the kind of legs that do more than walk
Cher: I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk
Meatloaf: Listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see
Cher: You got a lotta nerve to come on to me
Meatloaf: You got the kind of lips that do more than drink
Cher:You got the kind of mind that does less than think
But since I'm feeling kinda lonely and my defenses are low
Why don't we give it a shot and get it ready to go
I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction
I want to tell my daddy I'll be missing in action
Ever since I can remember I've been hanging 'round this joint
My daddy never noticed, now he'll finally get the point
Meatloaf: You got me beggin' on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone
Baby baby, baby, baby
Cher and Meatloaf: Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
I know that you and I we got better things to do
Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew
They don?t mean a thing when I compare ?em next to you
I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love
Dead ringer for love
Dead ringer
song performed by by Cher
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Strict Time
Theres a hand on a wire that leads to my mouth
I can hear you knocking but Im not coming out
Dont want to be a puppet or a ventriloquist
cause theres no ventilation on a critical list
Fingers creeping up my spine are not mine to resist
Strict time
Chorus:
Toughen up, toughen up
Keep your lip buttoned up
Strict time
Oh the muscles flex and the fingers curl
And a cold sweat breaks out on the sweater girl
Strict time
Oh hes all hands, dont touch that dial
The courting cold wars weekend witch trial
Strict time
All the boys are straight laced and the girls are frigid
The talk is two-faced and the rules are rigid cause its strict time
Strict time
Chorus
You talk in hushed tones, I talk in lush tones
Try to look italian through the musical valium
Strict time
Thinking of grand larceny
Smoking the everlasting cigarette of chastity
Cute assistants staying alive
More like a hand job than the hand jive
Strict time
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Farewell Bell
The peals of the funeral bell echo to the calm sky
For someone today 'tis a final goodbye
And on some future date whenever that be
A similar bell will be ringing for me.
Free of the cares of life and of worry and fear
The farewell bell for him or for her the deceased one doesn't hear
By it's slow drawn out tolls it's not hard for to tell
That for someone the ringer rings the farewell bell.
The same fate for you and for me and for all
To the scythe of the Reaper we eventually must fall
Yet on a sunlit wattle the magpie does sing
And he care not if for one the farewell bell ring.
A beautiful morning the magpie in song
With the farewell bell he is singing along
And white butterflies dancing a beautiful sight
Around the blossoming trees in the warm sunlight
poem by Francis Duggan
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House Of Jazz
Humdinger
Bell ringer
Got a nasty stinger
To slow you down
Mud slinger
Gold digger
Who point the finger
And do you down
Kickin' and a fightin' on a TV show
Lightin' blindin' in the middle of the road
Are you comin' in
Are you comin' in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Ball stripper
Big tipper
Got a slap 'n' tickler
To make you growl
Spitin' and bitin' on a TV show
Tightenin' frightenin' givin' out a load
Are you comin' in
Are you comin' in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Are you comin' in
Come on in
Are you comin' in
Are you comin' in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Are you comin' in
Are you comin' in
I said into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
The house of jazz
song performed by by AC/DC from Stiff Upper Lip
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Frostbitten fingers
beckon from a cold New Year
as the old lingers.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (10 January 1993)
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Frostbitten fingers
beckon from a cold New Year
as if old still lingers.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (10 January 1993)
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House Of Jazz
(young - young)
Humdinger
Bell ringer
Got a nasty stinger
To slow you down
Mud slinger
Gold digger
Who point the finger
And do you down
Kickin and a fightin on a tv show
Lightin blindin in the middle of the road
Are you comin in
Are you comin in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz, yes
Ball stripper
Big tipper
Got a slap n tickler
To make you growl
A spitin and bitin on a tv show
Tightenin frightenin givin out a load
Are you comin in
Are you comin in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Are you comin in
Come on in
Are you comin in
Are you comin in
I said come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
Are you comin in
Are you comin in
I said into the house of jazz
Come into the house of
Come into the house of
Come into the house of jazz
The house of jazz
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Who Am I?
Who am I?
Would you like to try
to make a guess?
It's not a test.
I'll tell you why.
a Latino singer,
If she's a dead ringer,
I tried to draw.
Is there a flaw?
Who am I?
Blues Man
he's just a singer
A natural-born guitar ringer
Kind of clinger
To sad ole songs.
He's not a walk behinder
He's a new note finder
But his name's a reminder
Of a blues man that's already gone.
So he started drinkin
Took some things that messed up his thinkin
He was surely sinkin
When she came along.
He was alone in the hot lights
Not too much left in sight
But she changed all that in one night
When she sang him this song
Hey baby i love you
Hey baby i need you
Hey baby you don't need to prove to me
That you're some kind of macho man
You've wasted so much of your life
Runnin through the dark night
Let me shine some love light
Down on this blues man.
He was so sick from speedin
All that stuff they said he was needin
If he was to keep pleasin
All of his fans
He got cuffed on dirt roads
He got sued over no shows
But she took all that ole load
Down off this blues man.
Hey baby i love you too
Hey baby i need you
Hey baby i do get tired
Of this travellin band
I'm over 40 years old now
Nights would be cold now
If you hadn't stuck it out
For this blues man
I'm over 40 years old now
Nights would be cold now
If you hadn't stuck it out
For this blues man
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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The Blues Man
Hes just a singer
A natural-born guitar ringer
Kind of clinger
To sad ole songs.
Hes not a walk behinder
Hes a new note finder
But his names a reminder
Of a blues man thats already gone.
So he started drinkin
Took some things that messed up his thinkin
He was surely sinkin
When she came along.
He was alone in the hot lights
Not too much left in sight
But she changed all that in one night
When she sang him this song
Hey baby I love you
Hey baby I need you
Hey baby you dont need to prove to me
That youre some kind of macho man
Youve wasted so much of your life
Runnin through the dark night
Let me shine some love light
Down on this blues man.
He was so sick from speedin
All that stuff they said he was needin
If he was to keep pleasin
All of his fans
He got cuffed on dirt roads
He got sued over no shows
But she took all that ole load
Down off this blues man.
Hey baby I love you too
Hey baby I need you
Hey baby I do get tired
Of this travellin band
Im over 40 years old now
Nights would be cold now
If you hadnt stuck it out
For this blues man
Im over 40 years old now
Nights would be cold now
If you hadnt stuck it out
For this blues man
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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They Frown and Clown
Yes!
they all frown and clown;
when they notice, that you are the crown that makes the gown of my happiness longer.
This makes my soul itch in love,
when you are with me,
not with me,
and forever with me.
Yes!
they all frown and clown;
when they notice, that you are the speedometer of my heart,
and that you are always right in between the cabinet of my chest.
Yes!
I am now crowned and gowned up,
to know that;
she simply makes my heart gracefully dance
and glance happily at those who think that I am a fool in love.
Yes!
Let them frown and clown on;
with their thorny crowns of ignorance.
For all I know, and row in;
Is, she is my lord of admiration,
and I love her supremely delicately,
for she is always there for little me.
So let them frown and clown on.
poem by King Femi Oloidi
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Siren
Siren, siren, calling me from the sea,
Spill the sweetness of your words and your voice—
Spill them with such lucid fluidity
That I sink in them without having choice.
Siren, siren, sing me into a lull,
Bewitch me with your charm and your danger—
An insatiable thirst I can't control
For adventures, your lure of grandeur.
Siren, siren, slipping through my fingers
Like a formless liquid, make me submit.
You move with an air that seems to linger,
Perfumed with pleasures that seem infinite.
Siren, siren, entice the sensation
Of love within my imagination.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Meltdown
(young - young)
I look at my watch to find out the right time of the day
I look at her libido hey hey hey
I gotta get up and climb her, to roll her on the hay
Makin a sweat, temperature rise all through the day
Man its getting hot hot hot
I said man its getting hot hot hot
Its getting hotter and hotter
Man its getting hot hot
Getting hot around here
Its a meltdown
Its a meltdown
I got a feelin in my bones
I been rackin my brains out all night long
Stokin up the fire take it right up to the wire
Burnin on and on burnin on
Man its getting hot hot hot
I said man its getting hot hot hot
Its getting hotter and hotter
Man its getting hot hot
Getting hot around here
Its a meltdown
Its a meltdown
Its a meltdown
Its a meltdown
Meltdown
Man its getting hot hot hot
I said man its getting hot hot hot
Its getting hotter and hotter
And hotter and hotter
Its a meltdown, its a meltdown
Its a meltdown, its a meltdown
Its a meltdown, gonna burn, its a meltdown
I said burn down
Its a meltdown, meltdown, meltdown
Its a meltdown, its a meltdown
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Puppet Boy
Wake up puppet boy!
Get up puppet boy
You got a job to do
Even so youre free to go
Where your master tells you to
Listen puppet boy
Before you disobey
Consider that the strings attached
Could make a big change in your ways
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things add up
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Stand up puppet boy
Time to start the show
Youd better do some brand new moves
They paid a lot to watch you go
No!
Whats that puppet boy
Dont tell me what to do
Whats that puppet boy
Im not a freak like you
Whats that puppet boy
Ill move when I want to
I cant hear you puppet boy
Now dance dance dance
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Im a boy not a toy
And Im not through yet
Stay out of bed
Unless you wanna get wet
Now wake up puppet boy
Listen puppet boy
Youre not a robot slave
Consider that no strings attached
Could ever make you misbehave
Puppet boy
Its the little things in life
Little problems little minds
Little points of view
Puppet boy
Its the little things that count
Getting bigger pull the trigger
Little things like you
Now wake up puppet boy!
song performed by by Devo
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The Golden Rose
A POOR lost princess, weary and worn,
Came over the down by the wind-washed moor,
And the king looked out on her grace forlorn,
And he took her in at his palace door.
He made her queen, he gave her a crown,
Bidding her rest and be glad and gay
In his golden town, with a golden gown,
And a new gold lily every day.
But the crown is heavy, the gold gown gray,
And the queen's pale breast is like autumn snows;
For he brings a gold lily every day,
But no king gathers the golden rose.
One came at last to the palace keep
By worlds of water and leagues of land,
Gray were his garments, his eyes were deep,
And he held the golden rose in his hand.
She left gold gown, gold town, gold crown,
And followed him straight to a world apart,
And he left her asleep on the wind-washed down,
With the golden rose on her quiet heart.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Digging For Gold
They married on a fancy yacht out on the water
He knew she was young enough to be his daughter
There always questions in the heart of millionaires
Would she make heartfelt promises if the money was not there
And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold
Or are you just digging for gold
Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul
Or are you just digging for gold
She ran his weary heart through the ringer
And she wore him like the diamond ring around her finger
Well, his advances and affections, she managed to avoid
But, she got the lap of luxury and he got paranoid
And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold
Or are you just digging for gold
Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul
Or are you just digging for gold, digging for gold
Big house, limousines,
Fine wines, fine cuisines,
Vale and vegas twice a year,
Trips to paris on the leer
Black tuesday when that wall of wealth came crashing down
Bad news day when that little queen had to give back her crown
And he said, hey babe, we can live on love cuz love is worth much more
But he barely got his feelings out, she was half way to the door
And she never even heard him cry
Do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold
Or are you just digging for gold
Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul
Or are you just digging for gold
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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The Three Faces of a Clown
The three faces of a clown
are anger, sadness and an upward frown
The angry clown, shows his teeth
scaring kids and bringing them grief
when they're in bed and filled with fright
in their dreams, he'll appear tonight
The sad clowns face begins to frown
wherever he goes, he's feeling down
he sheds a tear when he plays around
then starts to cry, a piercing sound
But the happy clown remembers all this
when angry or sad, he had fallen in abyss
Now anger and sadness are no longer found
only happiness, on this three faced clown.
(Charlie Vergara/01.23.2009/15102)
poem by White Tiger
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Fourth Of July Ruse
I'll be clear, and shall not linger;
Please refuse blow off your finger
With a firecracker, of shortened fuse
By knowing;
"Spreading democracy" is but a ruse,
To spread war, by White House ringer
ROTMS
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poem by Ray Lucero
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A homeless became a house owner for a while?
[I got myself a sleeping, walking, crying, talking Living doll.]-Cliff Richard, 'Living Doll',1959
A manor by the riverside
Black Swans mate and drift with ripples
in the Moonlit night,
And the dumb ferryman
Who sings a sad song
in his deep voice?
White washed Church stagnant
and the bell tolls to the strong winds
without a bell-ringer?
And he suddenly woke up to the moisture
As his cardboard shack got totally wet
Heavy rains started late in the night
And he sees through his blurred polythene window
Lightening makes sorrowful designs of life
in the dark barren sky?
*I remember while I was in California, one night a homeless smiled with me and he muttered; 'Long time no see? Sorry brother, I have a non-filter cigarette otherwise you could have a small puff into the patchy lungs if you don't mind? '
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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