Internet tally
implies the ultimate lies
of a bull rally.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (03 March 2000)
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Lost and Given Over
A Mermaid’s not a human thing,
An’ courtin’ such is folly;
Of flesh an’ blood I’d rather sing,
What ain’t so melancholy.
Oh, Berta! Loo! Jaunita! Sue!
Here’s good luck to me and you—
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is wide;
But this I’ll prove whate’er betide,
I’m bully in the alley!
I’m bull-ee in our al-lee!
The Hooghli gal’er face is brown;
The Hilo gal is lazy;
The gal that lives by ’Obart town
She’d drive a dead man crazy;
Come, wet your lip, and let it slip!
The Gretna Green’s a tidy ship—
Sing rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is blue;
But ’ere’s good ’ealth to me and you,
Ho, rally!
The Lord may drop us off our pins
To feed ’is bloomin’ fishes;
But Lord forgive us for our sins—
Our sins is most delicious!
Come, drink it up and fill yer cup!
The world it owes us bite and sup,
And Mimi, Ju-Ju, Sally;
The seas is long; the winds is strong;
The best of men they will go wrong—
Hi, rally! ri-a-rally!
The Bowery gal she knows ’er know;
The Frisco gal is silly;
The Hayti gal ain’t white as snow—
They’re whiter down in Chili.
Now what’s the use to shun the booze?
They’ll flop your bones among the ooze
Sou’-west-by-Sou’ the galley.
The seas is green; the seas is cold;
The best of men they must grow old—
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
All round the world where’er I roam,
This lesson I am learnin’:
If you’ve got sense you’ll stop at home
And save the bit yer earnin’.
So hang the odds! It’s little odds,
When every ’eathen ’as ’is gods,
And neither two will tally:
When black and white drink, wimmin, fight—
In these three things they’re all alright—
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
When double bunks, Fo’castle end,
Is all the kind that’s carried,
Our manners they will likely mend—
Most likely we’ll be married.
But till sich time as that be done,
We’ll take our fun as we’ve begun—
Sing rally!
The flesh is weak; the world is wide;
The dead man ’e goes overside—
Sing rally! rally!
We’re given and lost to the girls that wait
From Trinity to Whitsund’y,
From Sunda Strait to the Golden Gate
An’ back to the Bay o’ Fundy;
Oh, it’s Mabel, Loo, an’ it’s Nancy-Poo,
An’ ’ere’s good luck, an’ I love you—
Sing rally!
Oh, it’s cents an’ dollars an’ somebody hollers—
The sun comes up an’ the mornin’ follers—
Sing rally!
We’re given an’ lost to the octoroon,
The Portugee cruiser painty,
The Chinkie gal with ’er eyes ’arf-moon,
An’ the Japanee darlin’ dainty.
Oh, it’s Tokio-town when the sun goes down,
It’s ’arf-a-pint and it’s ’arf-a-crown—
Sing rally!
’Er spars may lift an’ ’er keel can shift,
When a man is done ’e ’s got to drift—
Sing rally! Ho, rally!
The Hooghli gal ’er face is brown,
The Hilo gal’s a daisy,
The gal that lives by ’Obart town
She’d drive a dead man crazy.
So, pretty an’ plain, it’s Sarah Jane
’Uggin’ an’ kissin’ an’ ‘Come again!’
Sing rally! ri-a-rally!
The seas is deep; the seas is wide;
But this I’ll prove what else betide,
I’m bully in the alley,
Ho! Bullee in the Al-lee!
poem by Edwin James Brady
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I also administer the Internet Assigned Names Authority, which is the central coordinator for the Internet address space, domain names and Internet protocol conventions essential to the use and operation of the Internet.
quote by Jon Postel
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A web of lies
As I lay down in my bed
and cry
I realise
It was all a web of lies
I was deceived
as I misconceived
the one identity
that I even had to question
my own sanity
I became a fatality
an instant causality
of using this facility
with hidden negative opportunites
called the internet
A web of lies
spun on the internet
Right in the chat room
dusted into my corner with a broom
I wanted to believe
I do not know why
hence created a world of my own
email addresses
flashing me messages
as cold as any marble stone
The truth was blown
When I heard my clowns on the phone
Be careful
Take care
I say with a sigh
It was all a web of lies
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.com
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Night Rally
I would send out for assistance but theres someone on the signal wire
And the corporation logo is flashing on and off in the sky
Theyre putting all your names in the forbidden book
I know what theyre doing but I dont want to look
You think theyre so dumb, you think theyre so funny
Wait until theyve got you running to the
Night rally, night rally, night rally
Everybodys singing with their hand on their heart
About deeds done in the darkest hours
Thats just the sort of catchy little melody
To get you singing in the showers
Oh, I know that Im ungrateful
Ive got it lying on a plate
And Im not buying my share of souvenirs
You can stand to attention
You can pray to your uncle
Only get that chicken out of here
Everyone gets armbands and 3-d glasses
Some are in the back room
And theyre taking those night classes
You think theyre so dumb, you think theyre so funny
Wait until theyve got you running to the
Night rally, night rally, night rally
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Ultimate Sin
Overkill enough is enough
Theres nothing left of me to devour
Youve had your fill Im all I have left
What can stop your hunger for power
cos you took advantage of things that I said
Now the feeling is dead
And thats the ultimate sin
And thats the ultimate sin
Anyway I look at it now
The doors are closed and cannot be opened
Bury your anger and bury your dead
Or youll be left with nothing and no one
Theres no point in screaming cos you wont be heard
Now that tables have turned
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
It was the ultimate sin
I warned you then and Im warning you now
If you mess with me youre playing with fire
Winds of change that are fanning the flames
Will carry you to your funeral pyre
Its pulling you down
Its your final descent
Its too late to repent
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
When its the ultimate sin
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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We are having Internet Governance discussions and meetings and a very large number of people are discussing the future of the Internet who have no clue as to what the Internet is except that it is important and that they have to be involved.
quote by Steve Crocker
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Rally round The Flag
(traditional)
Yes, well rally round the flag, boys
Well rally round again
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
We will rally from the hillside
Well gather from the plain
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
The union forever, hurrah boys, hurrah
Down with the traitor, up with the star
While we rally round the flag, boys
Rally once again
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
We will welcome to our numbers
The loyal, true and brave
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
And although he may be poor
Not a man shall be a slave
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
So were springing to the call
From the east and from the west
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
And well prove a loyal crew
To the land we love the best
Shouting the battle cry of freedom
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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A Bull For Me
I think, Sirs, and most inimitable Ladies
I think I prefer to look at a bull
The sketch of a bull, the head of a bull perhaps
even if but a study by an artist
rather than some fancy prophet in glorious paint
or in grand chapel or some miracle recounted
in paint and colors and with consummate skill
or even God descending
ah, all these do not take my fancy
they smack too much of the Elevated;
there’s too much
of the grandstanding in these
Grand Divine Themes
but the face of a bull, ah give me a sketch
of the face of a bull
just the bull, all marks of nature in it
and just itself
no symbolism, no conceit, no artifice
no High sounding theology, no Revelation
but just animal nature in its nudity
being a bull
just animal, its eyes and mouth and horns
just all coming together to form one creature
a portrait of a bull anytime for me
Sirs and most inimitable Ladies
none of the Holy Ones and the Great Prophets
and the Mighty and the Divine
and the Grand-Looking:
no bull for me, please;
just the plain head of a bull, as it is
poem by Raj Arumugam
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The Strong Hands That Touched Four Breasts....
alright, it is just a matter of liking that i like to be with you.
beyond that, what it is?
it is but a liking to be with you, but
no, in this real world, liking is not hard like a commitment,
words sometimes do not tally with actions.
she says, the house where you live does not tally with the address that you have written.
She is absolutely misled.
he says, this is just being me. To survive the hassle,
I must lie.
and you who is so sweet like a pink rose, so gladly embraced it,
like my strong hands to your four breasts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Battle Cry of Freedom- Union
Yes, we'll rally round the flag, boys,
We'll rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom,
We will rally from the hillside,
We'll gather from the plain,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
CHORUS: The Union forever,
Hurrah! boys, hurrah!
Down with the traitors,
Up with the stars;
While we rally round the flag, boys,
Rally once again,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.
We are springing to the call
Of our brothers gone before,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll fill our vacant ranks with
A million free men more,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
We will welcome to our numbers
The loyal, true and brave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And although they may be poor,
Not a man shall be a slave,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
So we're springing to the call
From the East and from the West,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom;
And we'll hurl the rebel crew
From the land that we love best,
Shouting the battle cry of Freedom.-CHORUS
poem by George Frederick Root
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Creation implies authority in the sense of originator. The possibility of a 'Fall' is implied in a Covenant insofar as the idea of a Covenant implies the possibility of its being violated.
quote by Kenneth Burke
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Chelsea..at The Shed.
TIME AND TIME AGAIN, THEY GATHER AT THE SHED
THROUGH SWEAT AND TEARS THEY SUPPORT EACH OTHER, THEY'VE EVEN BLED
FORTUNES COME AND GO, THEY RISE AND FALL
ALL TO BE EXPECTED IN EUROPEAN FOOTBALL
MANAGERS ENDURE AS SCAPEGOATS
THEY CRINGE AS OTHERS GLOAT
THOSE WHO'VE GONE ON BEFORE, SO VERY WISE
DEMAND THEY KEEP THEIR EYES ON THE PRIZE
WHEN SPIRITS ARE LOW AND THEY VIEW THEIR TALLY
FANS WHIP THEM UP AND THEY RALLY
WHEN THE PRESSURE'S ON, THE TEAM DIGS DEEP
THEY'LL BE IN THE LEAD BEFORE THEY REALIZE
RIVAL FANS DON'T FEEL WELL IN MUNICH
SOME MAY EVEN TURN TO ARSENIC
HELD ALOFT AS THEIR SAVIOR
A HUMAN GOD IS DROGBA
AN ACHEIVEMENT THAT CAN'T BE SURPASSED
AT THE END OF THE DAY CHELSEA IS AT THE TOP OF THE CLASS.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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The Brass Monkey
We live on in
separate salient
parallel lives.
After forced final
silent thundering
non-communicative
goodbyes.
Andrea’s so extreme
weekend winter
tenting biking.
At annual winter
Brass Monkey
rally biker met.
Engines roar
friends ride
roaring off together.
Road embracing
to rally partaking
to Brass Monkey.
Coldest below zero
southern hemisphere
rally. In Dunedin region,
in New Zealand’s most,
southern scenic region.
Legendary biker rally
now hotly ironically threatened
by expanding global warming.
Was no room for me
kiwi prison warden
could not sentenced be.
Andrea choose a meat
processing worker.
He had two houses
I had zero options
I had no work.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Treasure Those Moments
what makes one happy
well it depends on the person
some people find happiness in the simple things
others dont take much notice
some people find happiness from people
in many different ways
some people find happiness from the important things
but to sum it up, we all find happiness sometime
even if its just a second,
it was still there right?
you should treasure those moments for as long as possible
happiness is a gift for us
laugh as much as possible
it involves smileing
which implies amusement
which implies pleasure
which implies happiness
maybe not always
nothing is ever always
not even your spirit
which continues on for a while
but my point is
to not waste your life
find happiness
and dont let things bring you down
Internet Terrorists
The internet is a lovely place,
with it you can make friends
all over the world.
You can travel with it to countries
you will never be able to see,
talk to their people,
and even make new friends there.
Like with everything,
there is good and bad.
You get a few who want to spoil it
for all the rest.
They call themselves jokers and such.
I call them internet terrorists.
They come in different guises,
spammers, and pornographers to name but two,
but the worst of the bunch
is the virus constructors.
We’ve all been hit,
maybe even more than once
by these terrorists of the internet,
and as each day passes
a new virus is produced
somewhere by there internet terrorist,
who just want to ruin every bodies lives,
and take away their enjoyment.
Why I am writing this,
my computer was stuck today
by one of these insane lunatic
and their silly games.
It is no fun waiting hours on end
for the anti-virus protection
to sort the problem out,
given to you by some faceless lout
called an internet terrorist.
poem by David Harris
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Candid Camera
Smile,
your on Candid Camera.
All in good fun, we used to say.
But times have changed,
Internet, U tube and cell phone technology
make everyone a filmmaker,
everyone a critic.
Every move you make
part of a digital footprint.
The Internet...
like an open sore when
left untreated... spreads
lies and infection easily.
Old fashioned common sense
and good judgment
not included.
The World looks on,
Judging,
Beware the Candid Camera.
poem by Angela Michel
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The difference of race is one of the reasons why I fear war may always exist; because race implies difference, difference implies superiority, and superiority leads to predominance.
quote by Benjamin Disraeli
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The difference of race is one of the reasons why I fear war may always exist because race implies difference, difference implies superiority, and superiority leads to predominance.
quote by Benjamin Disraeli
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The Trumpet Call
Trumpeter, sound for the last Crusade!
Sound for the fire of the red-cross kings,
Sound for the passion, the splendour, the pity
That swept the world for a dead Man's sake,
Sound, till the answering trumpet rings
Clear from the heights of the holy City,
Sound till the lions of England awake,
Sound for the tomb that our lives have betrayed;
O'er broken shrine and abandoned wall,
Trumpeter, sound the great recall,
Trumpeter, rally us, rally us, rally us;
Sound for the last Crusade!
Trumpeter, sound for the splendour of God!
Sound the music whose name is law,
Whose service is perfect freedom still,
The order august that rules the stars.
Bid the anarchs of night withdraw,
Too long the destroyers have worked their will,
Sound for the last, the last of the wars.
Sound for the heights that our fathers trod,
When truth was truth and love was love,
With a hell beneath, but a heaven above,
Trumpeter, rally us, up to the heights of it!
Sound for the City of God.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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I am the Internet zombie
I am the Internet zombie
I have no heart
Because no-one
Talks to me
I have no ears
My hands are out
In front of me
Com Zombie
I do not like sky
Or fresh air
Just the bright screen
In front of me
I am the Internet zombie
I do not eat
I do not leave
My office bedroom
I do not sleep
Instead I zzz the screen
Just read me
I am the Internet zombie
poem by Harriet James
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