The Growling Is Effective
Don't overwork that smirk.
I'm not worth it.
I don't want you to use that much energy on me.
Infact,
Allow me to give you a few tips!
Your right eyebrow is not raised high enough.
You want me to 'know' you are angry.
Not inconveniently pissed.
That sends mixed messages.
The quivering of the top lip is fine.
But the foaming of the mouth,
With exposed fangs...
Is a bit overdone!
Now...
The growling you do is most effective.
I am beginning to believe,
There is something you find disliked.
Right?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mixed Messages
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
When I get too close to you
I feel the fear, can almost hear it
Then you call me late at night saying can I be with you
I wanna be with you
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
You keep your thoughts to yourself
You keep me guessing while were undressing
Then youre gone for days on end and
Here we go again
Here we go again
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
It cant keep bouncing around like this
You cut me loose then pull me in for a kiss
If you know what you want
Why dont you tell me, clearly
Wonder why it bothers me
I wonder why I even wonder why
If I had another lover, well, would it get to you
Would I get through
This puzzle of mixed messages
Mixed messages, that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
Youre sending me mixed messages
Mixed messages that I can hardly work through
Where the heart lies
Which message is coming truly from you
song performed by by Bangles
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Envy of the eye & the nose
Let the eye and the nose
Argue why the eyebrow
Who does nothing
Occupies
A Higher Exalted Position,
& even this
Mouth which
Speaks and eats
Thoughts and food,
Have reason to complain,
Why the eyebrow
Up when it
Does nothing?
Its placement is meant
To make you look like
One normal human face
The brain understands
What happens when
The eyebrow is transferred
Below the lips, and you
Know very well, the
Eyebrow really, does
Not mind, if you look like
An alien with a spike.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Left eyebrow raised, right eyebrow raised.
quote by Mary Kay Ash
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Seether
Ow!
Seether is neither loose nor tight,
Seether is neither black nor white.
I tried to keep her on a short leash,
I tried to calm her down.
I tried to ram her into the ground, yeah.
Cant fight the seether x3
I cant see her till Im foaming at the mouth.
Seether is neither big nor small.
Seether is the center of it all.
I tried to rock her in my cradle,
I tried to knock her out,
I tried to cram her back in my mouth, yeah.
Cant fight the seether ( seether ) x3
I cant see her till Im foaming at the mouth.
Keep her down, boiling water,
Keep her down, what a lovely daughter.
Oh, she is not born like other girls,
But I know how to conceive her.
Oh, she may not look like other girls,
But shes a snarl-toothed seether, seether!
Cant fight the seether ( seether ) x3
I cant see her till Im foaming at the mouth.
Seether
Cant fight the seether ( seether ) x3
I cant see her till Im foaming at the mouth.
Yeah.
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Hard To Find Her
Overdone,
I was running around
trying to get me some when
you were there on my shoulder
telling me that
She's the one,
She's the one in a million that comes along but
tell me what could I do?
Cos I tried so hard to find her.
Should I hold my breath
now she's looking at me.
And I hope she knows I want her.
What if she was looking at you,
not me.
Late again,
I lay awake on my bed as I dreamt of her and,
would she like to come over?
Maybe next time
would be fine,
I've got a feeling that I may be losing my mind
but tell me what can I do?
Cos I tried so hard to find her.
Should I hold my breath
now she's looking at me.
And I hope she knows I want her.
What if she was looking at you,
not me.
I'm holding out a million-dollar bill.
I'm hoping that she'll look my way.
I'd crawl on my knees to be beside her.
Even if I knew I could never walk again
Cos I tried so hard to find her.
Should I hold my breath
now she's looking at me.
And I hope she knows I want her.
What if she was looking at you,
not me.
Cos I tried so hard to find her.
Should I hold my breath
now she's looking at me.
And I hope she knows I want her.
What if she was looking at you,
not me
Overdone,
I was running around
trying to get me some and
tell me what could I do?
song performed by by Zed
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Today... A Raised Eyebrow Is Praised
When does an obscenity achieve,
Acceptance status?
There was a time years ago...
A saving of a cuss word to use,
As one's last attempt to offend...
Would begin an intentional argument.
Today...
Children says these words,
To befriend and endear themselves...
To one another.
With a 'mother' this...
And a 'mother' that,
To then pat each other on the back.
I remember when a raised eyebrow,
Meant someone did something that was not allowed.
Today...
A raised eyebrow is praised,
With an applauding done given to someone...
Who has successfully healed from a recent facelift.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hi Nrg
(i. levine / f. trench)
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Oh, yeah...
High energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...
Oh, so high.
It was only last week when we first met,
And I was walking down the street.
You came up from behind me and I knew
That our eyes were gonna meet.
Thats when I fell into your arms,
Imagine my surprise.
I thought this only happened in fairy-tales,
Love hit me right between the eyes.
Ooh
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Oh, yeah...
High energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...
When you called me on the telephone,
You made my spirits rise.
Im glad the others didnt last;
Its a blessing in disguise.
Every time youre touching me,
It gives me such a thrill.
When I look deep into your eyes,
My heart just cant keep still.
Oh, no, no, no!
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Ooh, yeah... high energy, your love is lifting me,
Lifting me high...high...(oh so high)
All the gold thats in fort knox,
Couldnt buy this happiness.
And with your love, I dont need money,
I dont need success.
I became a victim of a certain love attack.
It happened in the blink of an eye,
And theres no holding back.
No, no ,no ,no!
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah)
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah...high)
High energy, your love is lifting me. (oh, yeah)
High energy, your love is lifting me.
Lifting me high...
song performed by by Erasure
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Run All Out of Benefits of Doubt
Benefit of a doubt?
Do you realize how many benefits
Of doubt I've given out?
How many 'Oh well, that's okay! '
I've said to myself...
To chase those doubts away,
That cropped up to stay?
Sometimes everyday!
To relay to myself,
I understand...
In an understanding way?
Do you realize when I had been in doubt,
I would find myself excusing
A cause someone else brought about.
And then when I became angry...
I was the one to feel guilty,
From being fed nonsense
That would raise my voice then made to shout?
And now you ask me,
To give to you a benefit of a doubt?
Another one?
I've run out of benefits of doubt.
They are gone.
And so are you...
Free to move on!
I have no more in supply.
None for you to use or abuse...
Or deny I have not tried!
Get out.
While I still havean eyebrow raised to offer.
And you are more than welcome to have it!
And before you leave...
Please keep the keys!
New locks I've got,
Just to keep any benefits of doubt restored...
From you forever ignored and blocked!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cloud Nine
(Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong)
[B side of Youngblood YB 1017, 1970]
Settin' at home the nights weren't very pretty
I was born and raised in the slum-filled city
I left home seekin' the job that I never did find
Depressed and down-hearted I took to cryin'
I'm doin' fine, so very fine, on cloud nine
Listen
Father didn't know the meaning of work
He disrespected momma and treated me like dirt
I left home seekin' the job that I never did find
Depressed and down-hearted I took to cryin'
I'm doin' fine, so fine, on cloud nine
Let me tell you about that
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Fine fine fine
Listen
Folks up there tell me
Said give yourself a chance and don't let life pass you by
You know it's a dog-eat-dog world
Woman it ain't no lie
I'm doin' fine, so fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
I'm doin' fine, on cloud nine
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Doin' so fine, on cloud nine
Doin' fine, on cloud nine
Oooh
Doin' fine fine fine
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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You Can Not Tell This By My Appearance
'Are you mad? '
Of course!
'Good!
I was so afraid,
I'd be the only one.
Here.
Use this.'
What am I going to need the tape for?
'Your smile.
Smile...
Then tape it!
We will never escape...
If anyone should detect,
You are not happy...
And not going along with the BS.
You will be reported to the authorities.
Use the tape quickly.
There's not too much time,
To find others.
We must find them.
Then we must go underground...
To share our happiness and reality.'
Seriously...
I am quite mad.
Pissed to high heaven.
'That's fine.
You can not tell this by my appearance...
But I am outraged! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Mixed Up
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
And no I cant find no reason
To explain the way that I feel
I remember things being clearer
At one t ime things were more real
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
Im not lookin for sympathy
Im just frightened by this apathy
Like footsteps way in back of me
On a narrow street of stone
And if time will answer all questions
Then perhaps a film will be shown
Everyone could mail-order tickets
Yeah, you could sell a lot of shirts
For the last picture show
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed u p about you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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The Artful Dodger
(ian hunter)
(transcribed by adrian perkins; minor correction by colin ford)
How ya doin - all right?
I-i-i spy with my little eye
Something beginning with you
Drool drool drool nearly fell off me stool
I hope you fancy me too
Now I dont wanna set the world on fire
Any old iron, any old iron will do (all right)
Smirk smirk smirk the g n ts work
She can knock em back like a fish
Smarm smarm smarm I turned up me charm
I think Im on a promise (he thinks hes on a promise)
Some say yes n some say no
And my old man says mind how you go
A little bit o this, a little bit o that
If you cant take a joke well sod ya
(oh) Im a dysfunctional chap
n they call me the artful dodger
Chat chat chat its back to the flat
I strum me little spanish guitar
Gloat gloat gloat she said n Ill quote
you can take down my particulars (take down her particulars)
Its a funny old life if you weaken, innit?
You gonna have a laugh, yeah youve gotta give it
A little bit o this, a little bit o that
Look out for pc plodger
If a jobs worth doin its worth doin well
n they call me the artful dodger
(get on yer bike!)
I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you cant take a joke well sod ya
(oh) Im a bit of a lad
n they call me the artful dodger
(now) a little bit o this, a little bit o that
Hoist up the jolly roger
Thats the way to do it!
Call me the artful dodger
n Im doin all right
Yes Im doin all right, yes Im doin all right
Yes Im doing very well, thank you
How ya doin all right (were doin all right)
How ya doin all right (were doin all right)
How ya doin all right (yeah were doin all right)
How ya doin all right (were doin all right)
They call me the artful dodger
They call me the artful dodger
They call me the artful dodger
... (repeat and fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Truth And Deception
There is a difference between truth and deception.
Deception can be ignored to eventually go away.
But not too far.
Deceivers like to stick around to recruit.
Truth can not be ignored.
Nor does it hide.
It is often depicted as being evil.
By those who can not face it.
Deceivers worm they way into relationships.
Pretending they are interested,
In other people's business and how it is done.
Only to exaggerate with a demeaning of everyone.
Truth is supportive and show this by being direct.
Rarely truth is found embellishing what it is.
Since truth when accepted,
Stays unchanging and remains effective.
Deceit and those who deceive,
Stand not a chance to remain the same.
It is discovered to be defective.
And when exposed it shows much shame.
And truth when known and exposed by those who know it,
Has nothing to be shamed about.
It is proud to be what it is without having a need,
To whisper secretly from mouth to mouth as deceivers do.
As if to resuscitate to revitalize a fakeness done to prove and use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Body Language
Our body everyday
sends out messages
to show the world
and expression of our feelings.
Whether we are happy,
sad, mad or angry.
They call it our body language.
We read it in others
every time we see them;
it shines out like a beacon signal
of come and join me
or stay away.
13 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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I'll Point It Out to You, Right Now!
The misunderstanding began,
When you perceived me to be a figment created...
By your imagination.
And your attraction,
To the surface of things without a pursuance of depth...
Has begun a division that ends in a permanent separateness.
Oh yes...
Taking a respect I've always shown to you,
As a sign of acceptance of your disrespect.
And you have not gotten this correct yet!
Your thoughtlessness,
Disgusts me.
I'll point it out to you,
Right now!
Do you see my raised eyebrow?
See how that is followed,
By the gritting of my teeth?
Do you witness my hand making a fist?
Does anything about this,
Relay to your mind that I might be pissed?
I am!
Very much.
And prepared, physically, to let you know all about it!
Since retaliation is what you have instigated.
I have no choice but to deliver what you wish.
'But...
You confront me with violence.'
And...
You have defamed me with deceit!
You get no cheeks here to turn.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Anguish Looks More Like a Smirk
'Sir...
You have made the people angry.'
How?
And why are they angry?
'Well...
It seems as though,
They want you to notice they've ignored you.
And you are acting as if you could care less.'
I don't!
And I'm caring less about this by the hour.
I enjoy the privacy and the quietness,
Of their ostracism.
'But sir...
This has made them angry.
They prefer you showed emotional anguish.'
Here...
Take this camera.
Give me a moment and I'll show you anguish.
'That's not going to work.'
Why?
'Your anguish looks more like a smirk!
Put your Sunglasses on.
Your eyes are twinkling.
And that will upset them.
Engaging them to become outraged.
Put more emphasis on the frown.
Turn your lips down and I'll snap the picture.
Sir...
This is going to be more difficult than I thought.
Try not to hold your frown down with your fingers.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Main Objective And Priority
Do I wish you to suffer,
Like I have witnessed it to experience?
No, of course not.
I do not harbor those evil wishes.
I would not want that for anyone to endure.
However,
I will say this...
Some people are able to heal from afflictions,
Quicker with determination than others.
Some are skilled with a delivery of afflictions to give.
'So you do want me to suffer, don't you?
You want me to repent my misdeeds,
And the agony I have cost you.
Don't you? '
I did not say that.
You have misinterpreted my comments.
The kind of love I have to share is rare.
'Would you come to my aid? '
That depends.
When do you plan on doing your suffering?
I would need a date, location and time.
And,
I regret to admit this...
But since my healing process has been so effective,
I have found the living of my own life...
My main objective and priority.
I'm sure you remember doing that.
Don't you?
'An eye for an eye.
Tooth for tooth.
And wound for wound,
I see it!
I see it coming.
As clear as that smirk on your face.'
Will you stop misinterpreting the love I have for you.
Don't you know...
I want you to fully understand and comprehend,
How I obtained this love.
'You have fangs.
I have never noticed that before.'
I have never been able before,
To smile so broadly.
Only you do I attribute this feeling.
You have no idea from the depths of which it sits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sad is Stupid
I'm sorry you're sad
'I'm not sad.
Don't use that word.
Sad is stupid.'
... cos when you're sad
you're always angry
and push me away
'Of course I'm angry.
I'm pissed off
I'm allowed to be angry.'
so I guess I'd better
leave you alone
- and not show I mind -
till you're happy again
'Happy?
I'm never happy.
Happy is dumb and stupid! '
poem by Alison Cassidy
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Finally my hope has gone!
Have you seen or given a look!
There is gigantic monster on the hill
With a very sharp weapon
He cuts, cuts with precision
Every thing every ism one by one
Finally he got comparatively the bigger one
Who says……..
Matter comes from matter
Matter goes to matter
Energy comes from energy,
Energy goes to energy
Nothing more or nothing less
We have to accept it…!
The monster in me feels very thirsty
And wants some worm water of knowledge
If not from the end but from the origin of energy
I can not provide him as I do not know
How deep or how high is the place,
Where the origin of every thing including energy lies?
He got very angry, every now and then pushes me hard
To stop preaching or request me to be shut up.
Other wise he will do the same what he has done with others.
Finally my hope has gone!
But pleased some one has come
To save the humanity from the misguiding monsters.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Emotionally Drained
You know what you don't have?
Good love to give.
It's not that it is bad.
Just needs to be re-deposited.
With someone else...
Who appreciates,
Pinching pennies...
And squeezing nichels.
Knowing that a dime worth of nothing,
May give them some incentive!
Since you have left me,
Emotionally drained.
And stress is not what I value!
Or find it mentally cost effective.
Not at today's prices one has to pay...
To keep a peace one gets,
Left to completely enjoy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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