Look Forward To Being Robbed
Great, now I have fever and backache and stiff neck
and a sore ankle and cannot sleep, covered my head
and neck with Vicks, rolled myself into an old sheet
lay down but cannot sleep, listening to the sound of
criminals proceeding outside - or so it seems -
Planning a welcoming speech so they would not feel
unwelcome - what sort of life do I lead when I look
forward to being robbed - realising no such luck I got
up, ready to watch bland TV, cheesy Ballande with
long stick insect legs balancing on stiletto heels
Women falling over trying to seduce with evocative move-
ments which make me wish for insecticide - wearing thin
strips of material, the budget does not allow for ball gowns,
contestants have to look great in remnants & feathers, men
wearing jeans - the chattering presenter's raucous voice
Like incessant machine gun fire, she is so pretty but makes
such a terrible noise - where are the criminals and burglars
and housebreakers and thugs when you need them, how
can I prove that I shall be good to them if they do not try
breaking and entering, what use is all we have learnt
About self-defence if we never get a chance to use these
techniques; why am I reduced to watching Ballando when
Lyall Watson's moon and electro-magnetic sunspots make
life unbearable?
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Life-Threatening Stilettos
I always think I am ready to face insomniac nights
until one strikes, it transpires that nothing inspires,
no energy to tackle a good book, TV shows seem
juvenile, my sense of humour gone, Ballando Con
Le Stelle is a culture shock for any follower of the
BBC's Strictly Come Dancing
The Italian show abounds with long, thin insect leg
people, the host cast in a crushing hip-hugging black
corset with life-threatening stilettos resembling a stick-
like ninja knight, she must be young but her heavily
made-up eyes make her seem middle-aged, her
voice flowing in an incessant stream
Aggressive in typical flat-vowel Italian, no fricatives
to make it soothing, it is unnerving; Baroque interior
in red is overwhelming; the men seem perfect to play
Captain Hook in Peter Pan - tall female contestants
stiffly balanced on extra-high heels distorting the
body's proportions in a salt-pillar stance
A female judge wearing only one super-large earring
looks unbalanced; all over the show is awe-inspiring,
all gestures exaggerated; all short, ugly, overweight
people have obviously been shot - what a strange,
intimidating show!
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Twist
Well youve got me working so hard lately
Working my hands until they bleed
If I was twice the man I could be
Id still be half of what you need
Still you lead me and I follow
The small of your back up to your chin
Over to the tip of your switchblade
As you pull it out as you stick it in
(twist twist twist) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wear
T) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wearing these chains
(twist twist twist) you make it hurt real good
(twist twist twist) (but? ) I love the pain
(twist twist twist) it can go a little deeper
(twist twist twist) Im wearing these chains
(twist twist twist) you make it hurt real good
(twist twist twist) I love the pain
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
(twist twist twist)
Turn it on
Quietly says:
Is this on? oh [questionable]
* Im so tired I cant get to sleep
* and the squeaking of the bed
* is right in time with the song thats
* repeating in my head
Its uncomforting to rember how you used to like a good f**k
Every once in awhile
* I just want(ed) you to know (that)
* when I do it, I only think of you
* = quoted from end of ringfinger (the extra lyrics printed at the end
Of the song in pretty hate machine)
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Sigh In Relief
Blithely my spiritual guru declares,
happy smile on its channeler's face,
hands swinging in the air: difference
between sickness and - wellness - is
determined by the amount of time it
takes to figure out how to feel good -
when seeing something that makes us
feel bad - I have seen so many things
that make me feel bad lately, I do not
know how to begin to feel good again
The only saving grace is laughter and
humour; a high-ranking official recently
said: Criminals should feel unwelcome
in South Africa - which means most of
the country's inhabitants, from educated,
sophisticated white collar fraudsters - to
uncouth, violent street thugs, should feel
unwelcome in our own country, including
all politicians, what a marvellously funny
idea - her well-meant remark
Was cause for great mirth in a world where
most everybody has joined criminal cadres
for survival - where dishonesty, laziness and
lack of integrity are actually rewarded - and
I sigh in relief - at least it means there is
room for me…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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So Close
Youve been keeping me in limbo
Playing hide and seek
Youve been teasing me cause you know
That it makes me weak
Youve done everything to fall in love
I know what youre running from
Kisses like these are few and far between
Now were so close yet so far away
Im breaking down the distance
With every move, with every touch
Youre wearing down my resistance
You know your lonely days are numbered
Theres nothing you can do
Therell be no more keeping us apart
Im ready for the love to start
I can almost feel it breaking through
Now were so close yet so far away
Im breaking down the distance
With every move and every touch
Im wearing down your resistance
I wanna get closer, closer to you
I can almost feel it breaking through
So close yet so far away
Im breaking down the distance
With every move and every touch
Im wearing down your resistance
So close yet so far away
Im breaking down the distance
With every touch and every move
Youre wearing down my resistance
song performed by by Chaka Khan
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No Recidivists
No recidivists
When clever Dr Guillotine
perfected his humane machine
for executing criminals.
It was accepted straight away
as being a much better way
of executing criminals
The state made no apology
for using this technology
for executing criminals.
The product of a brilliant brain
He was convinced it caused less pain
when executing criminals.
The guillotine’s not used today
It was a most effective way
of executing criminals.
Though not regarded as P.C
I think it proved effectively
that executing criminals
Ensured they did not re-offend
Results on which we can depend
by executing criminals.
You may see this as cruelty
Some states do not as you can see.
They still execute criminals.
10-Feb-09
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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To My Son
Here you are
My little one
Full of happiness and dreams
You're my precious son
You're growing up so quick
So full of life and great joy
No longer my little baby
But a happy little boy
Some nights I sit
And watch while you sleep.
You don't know that I'm there
I make not even a peep
But all of a sudden
You start to stir
Did I make a wrong move?
I don't know, I'm not sure
Then you stop
All is quiet again
I start to think
Right there, right then
Where would I be
If you were not here
I feel tears on my face
It's my biggest fear
I look over at you
You're back sound asleep
You are the one thing in my life
That makes my life so complete
Now you're peaceful and quiet
Sweet dreams and sleep tight
I'll see you again soon
At mornings first light
poem by Shauna Smith
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I Believe
When I was young and full of grace
And spirited--a rattlesnake.
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
Youre on your honor not to tell
I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract
Explain the change, the difference between
What you want and what you need, theres the key,
Your adventure for today, what do you do
Between the horns of the day?
I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in
When I was young and give and take
And foolish said my fool awake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
Youre on your honor, on your honor
Trust in your calling, make sure your callings true
Think of others, the others think of you
Silly rule golden words make, practice practice makes perfect,
Perfect is a fault, in fault lies change
I believe my humors wearing thin
And change is what I believe in
I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in
When I was young and full of grace
As spirited a rattlesnake
When I was young and fever fell
My spirit, I will not tell
Youre on your honor not to tell
I believe in example
I believe my throat hurts
Example is the checker to the key
I believe my humors wearing thin
And I believe the poles are shifting
I believe my shirt is wearing thin
And change is what I believe in
song performed by by REM
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Welcome To Try
I have been down in the valley of tears
I have stood on the highest peak
For the best part of a week
Battered and bruised I had pulled myself through
Every seen I would never repeat
I have hung out with the beasts of the field
And with them Ive spent many long nights
Got in some awful bad fights
I came unstuck, I was down on my luck
And Im still gettin over the bites
Sounds of my own heart breaking, not to mention my mind
Nothing can hurt me, a small voice said into a mike, take a hike
No one will lead me astray anymore
You are welcome to try if you like
Welcome to try if you like
I had been down in the valley so long
I had almost run out of respect
Got in right up to my neck
Battered but wise to the truth and the lies
That no layman would ever accept
Reaching for all of the good things in life
Can provide some suprises I guess
It may be the way we are dressed
These threads that you see mean so little to me
They dont count when they put us to rest
Late about dusk I would start to feel
One more day had been lost
Nothing Id say ever seemed to convey
How I felt with that I have dealt
All of my children are healthy and sane
They may say anything that they like
Say anything that they like
Sitting alone in the blue ridge saloon
Is no place for an angel to be
Ladies make faces at me
Battered but clean I had pulled my machine
Off the road, I was too tired to see
Wearing a smile like the rim of a cup
I will get down to my final point
There is no one left to annoint
And the sowing of seed was it good, yes indeed
It thrills me but only to a point
Use your imagination, try every trick in the book
My mother said with the life that I led Id be broke
Holy smoke
All of my children are healthy and wise
They may say anything that they like
If they want ta preach and are not within reach
They may say anything that they like
Say anything that they like
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Head For The Barricade
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
FIGHT, FIGHT
Sometimes you gotta fight for your right
When your not sure you're in a fight for your life right?
If you ain't packin any tactics
You might get ass kicked
Even if you are you little knucklehead
I'm kinda sick of being aggravated
I'm glad I'm hated
I guess I'm doing something right
But that's what happened back in Columbine
You gotta know when to stop
And not go over the top
Cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain
It's covered with chains
So don't be shaking them loose
And if you do I'll be running for the hills
Cause I'm ready to rock and now we're playing for real
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
This world can make you stick to your stomach so I
Put on my headphones, listen to the Deftones
It's getting crowded in my spaceship
Living in a dream
Running from the hate machine
You know it's,
Such a drag when there's people talking down to ya
Such a drag when everything sucks do ya,
Walk away with spit on your face or do ya,
Draw lines and give them a taste cause I,
Know it's never gonna end
If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat
Another note
Don't forget you had a chance
Now I'm over the sidelines and ready to dance
I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
You better watch out when my adrenaline kicks I gotta
FIGHT FIGHT
IT'S TOO LATE, YOU ALREADY BEEN HIT, DAMN!
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
IF YOU GOT THE GUTS (Head for the barricade)
Then come on down (Head for the barricade)
AND HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
GET UP GET UP
FIGHT
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
I ain't playin around
HEAD FOR THE BARRICADE
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricade)
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM HA HAHA STICK 'EM
STICK 'EM STICK 'EM
YEAH! (Head for the barricades)
song performed by by Limp Bizkit
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Fear me not for wearing a hijab
Why are you standing so far away?
come near and fear me not for wearing a hijab (veil)
I wanna obey the Creator of the world, so that's why I 'm wearing it
I 'm a successful businesswoman and a princess in my home
I respect everyone and judge not anyone I don't know
I don't care how people look like
I look more at their hearts
I don't say anything bad because I 'm a moralist
I 'm doing my best to be in a good relationship with my Creator
and wearing my hijab is supporting me and giving me a push forward
fear me not for wearing a hijab
because my best example is Mary, mother of Jesus Christ
she is the purest woman ever on earth
and I wanna keep my chastity like her
men respect me because they know deep inside that
I 'm wearing a hijab not to seduce them,
but to make our society moralistic and ideal
fear me not for wearing a hijab because I won't do you any harm
you are one of God's creatures and I respect all God's creations
poem by Rehab Helmy
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Why Women Wear Heels?
Women wear heels, fashion dictate.
Women wear heels to imitate.
Women wear heels to feel great.
Women wear heels to look taller.
Women wear heels, feet look smaller.
Sky high heels to look sexy.
To walk on heels, one can't be lazy.
To walk on heels, a balancing act.
To walk on heels, risks the back.
City People Blues
It was one wild ride
A matter of fact
A hell of a party
To be exact.
Lots of kickass people
Each had a guitar
Outplaying each other
You know how they are.
And some hot shot singers
By ones and by twos
Belting out bodacious
City people blues.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
It would last all night
While the jug wine lasted.
It was amazing that they
Could play well when blasted.
The music would swing
From country to metal
Depending on who had
His foot on the pedal
While the party careened
From chat to a dance
And everything a matter
Of pure happenstance.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
Nobody ever planned
A single stinking thing.
We'd just all sorta gather
And pick and grin and sing.
We'd keep the neighbors up
And invite them all in.
To share a hit of doobie
And drink some of our gin.
We passed around popcorn
And maybe some cooking.
And some Alice B brownies
When nobody was looking.
And nobody asked me
Where did I work.
Nobody tried to make me
Feel like a jerk
Because I was wearing
The same dirty jeans.
I was just part of the party
If you know what I mean.
We rocked and we rolled
From sunset to dawn
Singing every song we knew
The party rolled on.
poem by Brent Kincaid
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Up To My Neck In You
Well Ive been up to my neck in trouble
Up to my neck in strife
Up to my neck in misery
For most of my life
Ive been a fool
And you know what a fool can do
Im telling you
You came along when I needed you
Now Im up, Im up to my neck in you
And Ive been up to my neck in pleasure
Up to my neck in pain
Ive been up to my neck on the railroad track
Waitin for the train
To cruise on through
Well baby my time is due
Oh its way overdue
You came along and you pulled me through
Now Im up, up to my neck in you
Well Ive been up to my neck in whiskey
Ive been up to my neck in wine
Ive been up to my neck in wishing
That this neck wasnt mine
I was a loser
You werent lost
Baby you were too good, too good to be true
What youve got no one else could do
Now Im up, Im up to my neck in you
Yeah you came along when I needed you
Oh Im up to my neck in you
song performed by by AC-DC
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One Hit Wonder
loopy says he likes it up on top
yes he knows if he ever lets go
the pretty machine
will swallow him whole
he has no fear
he has no sense of shame
he will not stop
until everybody everywhere
wants to know his name
the one hit wonder
he likes the big time
he says he wants to live the kind of life
that will make the folks back home
all bitch and whine
he knows if he ever even gets the chance
he'd sell his soul
to make the monster dance
they can't hurt you unless you let them
loopy says he sure
does like the good life
yes he knows all those women who scheme
are just pretty pictures in the pretty machine
he knows if he ever even gets to try
he will bite down hard to make the monster cry
he knows if he ever even gets the chance
he'd sell his soul to make the monster dance
they can't hurt you unless you let them
i will say it again
they cannot hurt you unless you let them
loopy says he likes it up on top
he prays to god
and he hopes like hell
that the pretty machine
they will never fail
he has no fear
he doesn't really even have the time
he knows that the world is in love
with the pretty machine
(oh yeah... the pretty machine)
the one hit wonder
he likes the big time
he wants to live the kind of life
that will make the folks back home
scream
song performed by by Everclear
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Sleep? Date Written 05/02/2008
I should sleep, my neck it tells me so
But there within the cold quilt I'm alone.
I should sleep and leave this vile machine now
But it calls me to caress its keys once more.
I don't sleep the way I really ought to
My words they need insomnia to live.
I don't sleep and my life becomes a muddle
But there's nothing I can do to right this wrong.
I need sleep, my body's hungry for it
For I know that in the morning I'll be tired.
I need sleep for a dream of someone near me
But it won't fill the space that's empty by my side.
I won't sleep and my eyes will become blackened
And my body will yearn for tender touch.
I won't sleep for I'm running out of time here
And life is precious time never recouped.
poem by Clare McWilliams
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Our Canadian Courts
Our courts have gone too soft and what can we do?
As blatant criminals walk out the door and wave adieu,
Appointed judges seem to think that they have every right,
To give lenient sentences that can cause community plight.
Wheeling and dealing in order to get the trial finished quicker,
Plead guilty to this and walk on that, defence lawyers snicker,
No specified jail time laid down for certain vicious crimes,
So the judge can let criminals walk for the fourth or fifth time.
Or they can move on and appeal to the appointed Supreme Court,
Could take years of legal maneuvering of every sort,
The same appointees that allowed abortions on every street,
Dressed in funny looking gowns to show that they are elite.
We have to change things around with laws to make it more strict,
That when the evidence is there - no deals - they have to convict,
And mandatory compulsory jail time for each and every crime,
So the appointed judges can’t let them walk numerous times.
Feb 1st,2011
poem by James Bredin
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The Virus Of Life
I can see you but you can't see me
I could touch you and you wouldn't even feel me
Wait a second and you'll settle down
I'm just waiting 'til you really let your guard down
You're relaxed, you're sublime, you're amazing
You don't even know the danger you're facing
If I'm quiet, I'll slide up behind you
And if you hear me, I'll enjoy trying to find you
I've been with you all day
I'm trying to stay calm
I'm impatient and it's really hard to breathe
I'm going to empty you and fill you in with me
Just keep the violence down
Not yet-Don't make a sound
Oh, God I'm feeling it
It's reaching fever pitch
My skin is caving in
My heart is driving out
No mercy, no remorse
Let nature take its course
Watching-Bring me to my knees
Waiting-I am your disease
Lover-Set my symptom free
Covered-You won't feel a thing
(wait, no, wait, wait, no, wait, wait, not yet, no wait, wait)
I'm sweating through my veins
I'm trying to hold on
It's unbearable, It's almost worse for me
I'm gonna to tear you apart and make you see-Make you see
Watching-Bring me to my knees
Waiting-I am your disease
Lover-Set my symptom free
Covered-You won't feel a thing
This is the virus, the virus of life
This is inside us, The crisis, The knife
It's almost time to play/It's time to be afraid
I can't control the pain/I can't control in vain
Oh God, I'm ready now/You're almost ready now
I'm gonna love you now/I'm gonna put you down
I see you in the dark/I see you all the way
I see you in the light/I see you plain as day
I wanna touch your face/I wanna touch your soul
I wanna wear your face/I wanna burn your soul
Watching-Bring me to my knees
Waiting-I am your disease
Lover-Set my symptom free
Covered-You won't feel a thing
You can't stop me
This is the virus, the virus of life
This is the virus, the virus of life
This is the virus, the virus of life
This is the virus, the virus of life
song performed by by Slipknot
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Angels
Take this man to prison, the man heard herod say,
And then four squads of soldiers came and carried him away.
Chained up between two watchmen, peter tried to sleep,
But beyond the walls an endless prayer was lifting for his keep.
Then a light cut through the darkness of a lonely prison cell,
And the chains that bound the man of God just opened up and fell,
And running to his people before the break of day,
There was only one thing on his mind, only one thing to say:
Angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angels watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me!
God only knows the times my life was threatened just today.
A reckless car ran out of gas before it ran my way.
Near misses all around me, accidents unknown,
Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home.
But I know theyre all around me all day and through the night.
When the enemy is closing in, I know sometimes they fight
To keep my fight from falling, Ill never turn away.
If youre asking whats protecting me then youre gonna hear me say:
Got his angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angles watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me....
Angels watching over me....
Angels watching over me.
Got his angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angels watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me!
Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me!
Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home....
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Ache
Ache woke up this morning and felt no too cool
cause every time I tried to make my mouth move
The pain Im having is so discomforting
Please make this suffering go away
I told my mom what I was feeling
And how long Ive been dealing with it
Knew it was coming, but didnt know how soon
She said Ive reached another adolescent monsoon
Oooo ahh... the pain is tremendous
Why cant I take it like a man
Oooo ahh... the pain is horrendous
Why dont you lend a helpin hand
He was a well-educated man, had his degree in medicine
I noticed his hairy hands... he was a very, very hairy man
He looked right down in, shook his head and then
Said these teeth must be pulled right away!
He turned around, rolled up his sleeve
I rolled my eyes then suddenly
A horrible pain grew, the next thing that I knew
The doc had pulled my wisdom teeth...out!
Well along with my teeth my money also left me
As he made out the bill, I was moaning
Oooo ahh... the pain is tremendous
Where the hell is my prescription...of codeine?
But when will I speak, how long until my mouth feels natural?
How long will they bleed, when will they heal, wheres the real meal
? how do you feel? how do you feel? how do you feel? how do you
Feel?
I feel good...i feel great...theres no pain...theres no ache
I feel good...i feel great...just let me recuperate
Because the codeine has left me drowsy, leave me be...just let me sleep!
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Celibate
Standing on a cliff
holding the hand of a tall tree
the wind said –
I am going to die in few minutes.
Moon was laughing.
In elements of air and fire
a deity was in burns.
Who had the déjà vu?
Sky was wearing white.
A divine mushroom was going to fail.
A purple wart is growing
along the innocent neck.
The colossal death of hungry strangers
is going to go in waste.
“Being” was truth, but conditioned to lies.
King was wearing an amethyst
watching a marathon.
A single sperm will win
to enter a paradise,
for the sake of a celibate.
poem by Satish Verma
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