Full Oft Doth Matt. With Topaz Dine - In Chaucer's Style
Full oft doth Matt. with Topaz dine,
Eateth baked meats, drinketh Greek wine:
But Topas his own worke rehearseth,
And Matt. mote praise what Topaz verseth.
Now shure as priest did e'er shrive sinner,
Full hardly earneth Matt. his dinner.
poem by Matthew Prior
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Tony Finally Got His Deer
Tony was out for revenge
always the one that got away
his cousin Pat and his friend Matt
woods brisk and chilly
Matt recently back
from the desert war
not sure what he was fighting for
Pat along for the hunt
Tony on top of the ridge
Pat and Matt down below
two sets of antlers
they had the spot
the spot was hot
get ready Matt, says Pat
I'ts your shot
no! you shoot says Matt
all is calm, then
suddenly
BOOM, BOOM
two blasts, two deer, lay lifeless
Tonys revenge
I sorry Pat uh
I had to shoot, dat dam deer uh
he avoiding me uh, for two years uh
now deer tease me uh
no more uh
poem by Matt Mondschein
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If anybody wanted to photograph my life, they'd get bored in a day. 'Heres Matt at home learning his lines. Here's Matt researching in aisle six of his local library'. A few hours of that and they'd go home.
quote by Matt Damon
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In Secret
Elizabeth Olsen, Tom Felton, Jessica Lange, Dimitrije Bogdanov, Mackenzie Crook, Matt Devere, Shirley Henderson, Matt Lucas, John Kavanagh, Oscar Isaac
by Charlie Stratton from In Secret (2013)
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Hospitality
Why ask me, Gastrogogue, to dine
(Unless to praise your rascal wine)
Yet never ask some luckless sinner
Who needs, as I do not, a dinner?
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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(Undone) Sweater Song
Matt:] Hey bra, how we doin' man?
[Karl:] All right.
[Matt:] It's been a while man, life's so rad!
This band's my favorite man, don't ya love 'em?
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Aw man, you want a beer?
[Karl:] All right.
[Matt:] Aw man, this is the best. I'm so glad we're all back together and stuff.
This is great, man.
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Hey, did you know about the party after the show?
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Matt:] Aw man, it's gonna be the best, I'm so stoked! Take it easy bra'.
I'm me
Me be
Goddamn
I am
I can
Sing and
Hear me
Know me
If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away
[Mykel:] Hey, what's up?
[Karl:] Not much.
[Mykel:] Did you hear about the party?
[Karl:] Yeah.
[Mykel:] Um, I think I'm gonna go but, um, my friends don't really wanna go. Could I get a ride?
Oh no
It go
It gone
Bye-bye
Who I
I think
I sink
And I die
If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away
Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I've come undone
If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away (as I walk away)
Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I've come undone
I don't want to destroy your tank-top
Let's be friends and just walk away
It's good to see you lying there in your Superman skivvies
Lying on the floor (lying on the floor)
I've come undone
song performed by by Weezer
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When I left school I was full of angst, like any teenager, and I channeled it all into comedy.
quote by Matt Lucas
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Old Town Types No.2 - Red Matt
He gleaned all the gossip and he gathered all the news,
Mad Matt, the carrier, delivering the grub;
He knew the trooper's tattle and he knew the parson's views,
The gossip at the station-yard, the gossip at the pub.
That high-pitched voice of his, the loudest voice in town,
That shrewd blue eye of his, with humor all a-gleam -
Old Red Matt, with his cabbage-tree hat,
His trolley, and his two-horse team.
Driving down the main street a-clatter with his load,
The great red beard of him blowing out behind:
'Hear about that accident's mornin' up the road?
Hear about the gold rush at Joe Scott's find?
Warmish sort o' day we got; thirsty weather this.
Got a bag o' spuds for you - Dang! Fergot the cream!'
Says old Red Matt with his cabbage-tree hat,
And his trolley, and his two-horse team.
Mad Matt, the carrier, standing at the bar:
'Well here's a go, boys. Got to get along
Seven pints I've had today and still to travel far.
Drink fast and drive fast, yeh can't go wrong.
Fill 'em up again, boss, ans hove it on the slate.
Half-a-ton aboard today - just tipped the beam,'
Says old red Matt with the cabbage-tree hat,
And his trolley, and his two-horse team.
Sudden were his wild ways, sudden, too, his end.
Jumped to grab a bolting team with kiddie sin the trap;
And they picked up Mad Matt, everybody's friend,
Silent now and broken; and they said, 'Brave chap.
Wild an' all,' they said of him, 'always was a white man.'
And they laid him, with a blessing, where his old mates dream,
Saying, 'So long, Matt, with your cabbage-tree hat,
And your trolley, and your two-horse team.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Who am I
Marijuana, marijuana
I am natural
But they do not
Want me to exist
For that i resist
Universally they know me
Psychologically i set the people free
But evil people do not like me
I have stabilized many emotion
I have encouraged and
Given many inspiration
With me comes deeper meditation
I will take you from the dust
And place you higher
What do you want
Intelligence or power
Seek me, respect me
And use me
Marijuana, marijuana
by: matt ancient
poem by Matt Ancient
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Matt
A noose is laid down from me on the ground but,
I have a nose to smell this trap!
But death is hungry for all of us on this earth.
We have to move on with our various attitudes,
But let us always try to do the right thing;
And like the sweet birds singing to us aloud!
You have stripped me of my honour and,
You have stripped yourself bare before me!
But i escaped the trap only with the skin of my teeth!
I am ready for love and Matt is my lover in this town,
But there are traps set before me!
And i have to watch my steps in all the things that i do with Matt.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In this dispensation
In this dispensation
My message to the future generation
In this dispensation
Life is full of lies and atrocities
Neither the sword nor the gun
Can save you under the sun
Don't be deceived by appearance
Don't be deceived by materials
Knowing the difference between
Good and evil is the key
That which unlocks
The doors of eternity
In this dispensation
Life is full of illusion
It is full of superstition
Know that not all gritters are gold
The truth is difficult to say
But be bold
Life is full of oppression
But only the truth brings satisfaction
So learn the truth
In this dispensation
poem by Matt Ancient
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Wake Up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up from your slumber
For strength belongs to
He who put himself together
Never look down
But carry your crown
Arise and shine
For at the end of every rain
Comes the sunshine
Yesterday and today
Are not the same
Today is sadness
Tomorrow comes happiness
It is not the fall
But how you rise again
Wake up from the pain
For time wasted
Can never be gained again
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up from your slumber
by: matt ancient
poem by Matt Ancient
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Pure love
I am a brave man
I am bold
My love is purer than gold
So will you be my lover
Will you be a friend
For i can be a good brother
I have been abandon by my lover
She says i have no future
So she cant be with me forever
But i believe in love
That's my heart desire
I am like gold in the dust
Wash me and you will see
How wealthy i am to thee
I am testy of love
Because love is life
Not a beautiful woman
To make a wife
I am blessed with natural mystic
My love is more than magic
So will you be my lover
by: matt ancient
poem by Matt Ancient
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Words of love
Sea never dries
The truth never dies
As it has been
Let it be
For it was meant to be
My love for you is forever
Birds of the same feathers
Flock together
So shall we share
The same love together
For what God has patten together
Let no man put asunder
Truly beauty lies
On the eyes of the beholder
From the very moment
I saw you
I knew it was you
And truly, it is you
When i look in your eyes
You are full of passion
You are loving and curing
Full of passion
What i have for you
Is love and affection
poem by Matt Ancient
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He lives in me
Where does God lives
Up there or within me
If there is God in the sky
Why cant he hear my cry
Why cant he feel my pain
We has eyes but cant see
He has ears but cant hear
Why must i live in fear
If he is a good judge
Why is his world unfair
May be there is no reason
In living justly
Being truthfully and uprightly
Why should he discriminate against me
Why cant he save me
If he is my protector
Evil men became richer and stronger
May be living a good life
Is my failure
Who will be a good door keeper
Is it God or my neighbor
If people around me
Are not truthful and helpful
why won't life be
so painful and stressful
by: matt ancient
poem by Matt Ancient
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Head Full of Honey
Nick Nolte, Matt Dillon, Emily Mortimer, Sophie Lane, Jacqueline Bisset, Eric Roberts, Greta Scacchi, Julian Ovenden, Til Schweiger, Claire Forlani
from Head Full of Honey (2018)
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City Of Sin
City of sin
When will thou go clean
A foolish society
In an archaic city
Full of vanity
A city without conscience
Full of violence
Greediness and selfishness
Why should there be a city
Without justice and fairness
The rich over the poor
Blood do they devour
Life becomes sore
Her daughters turn hoer
How can there exist
Such a city
If goodness is banish
Then we are all finish
Why won't they perish
Why must i cherish
Such an evil city
poem by Matt Ancient
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Poem: Christ Is...
People wonder, how can Christ, be all things to everyone?
Without the proper perspective, Truth can be missed.
So carefully consider some ideas presented here,
before these spiritual concepts are mistakenly dismissed.
To the BUILDER, Christ is the Sure Foundation.
To the ARCHITECT, He is the Chief Corner Stone.
To the GEOLOGIST, He is the Rock of Ages.
To the SCULPTOR, He is the Living Stone.
To the STUDENT, Christ is the Incarnate Truth.
To the PHILOSOPHER, He is the Wisdom of God.
To the BANKER, He is the Hidden Treasure.
To the PREACHER, He is the Word of God.
To the DOCTOR, Christ is the Great Physician.
To the SERVANT, He is the Good Master.
To the THEOLOGIAN, He is the Author of our Faith.
To the EDUCATOR, He is the Great Teacher.
To the JEWELER, Christ is the Pearl of Great Price.
To the ARTIST, He is the One Altogether Lovely.
To the HORTICULTURIST, He is the True Vine.
To the FLORIST, He is the Lily of the Valley.
To the STATESMAN, Christ is the Desire of all Nations.
To the CARPENTER, He is the Eternal Door.
To the PHILANTHROPIST, He is the Unspeakable Gift.
To the LAWYER, He is the Lawgiver, Advocate and Counselor.
To the BIOLOGIST, Christ is the Life.
To the ENGINEER, He is the New and Living Way.
To the TOILER, He is the Giver of Rest.
To the SINNER, He is the Lamb Who takes all sin away.
Our Christ is a multi-faceted personality,
Who has something for everyone who comes to Him.
Therefore, we should continue to rejoice in Who He is,
by offering heart-felt praise through songs and hymns.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Col 1: 15-18; 2 Tim 2: 19; Eph 2: 20; Isa 26: 4; 1 Pet 2: 4-12;
Matt 28: 20; Cor 1: 24; John 1: 1; Heb 12: 2; Jer 17: 14; Matt 19: 16-17;
John 1: 3; Matt 16: 13-17; John 3: 1-2; Matt 13: 45; John 15: 1;
SoS 2: 1; Hag 2: 7; John 10: 7; Cor 9: 15; James 4: 12; 1 John 2: 1-2;
Isa 9: 6-7; John 14: 6; Heb 3: 1-4: 13; John 1: 29
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http: //www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.
This poem is not meant to serve as an all encompassing list of professions; for example, here are a few more viewpoints not mentioned:
To the BAKER, He is the Living Bread.
To the JUDGE, He is the Righteous Judge of all Men.
To the NEWSPAPER, He is the Good Tidings of Great Joy.
To the OCULIST, He is the Light of the Eyes.
To the SOLDIER, He is the fortress.
To the CHRISTIAN, He is the Son of the Living God, the Savior, the Redeemer and the Lord.
poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
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Six Cats - One Can
This is freaking ridiculous
Six pussys, one can of food
Dag nammit! Why does'nt she feed them, when they're full
Perhaps, even, so much they puke
Then if I'm lucky
They won't eat again
If not, for a week or two
Please people, don't misconstrue
I love pussys too
Just not on a cat
There you go
How bout' being horny
How bout that!
poem by Matt Mondschein
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An Institutional Cast of Charecters
Lying, cheating, will full deceit
what else can a liberal arts institution
this constant personal degradation
all across this depleting nation
I've never seen a religious, pray to GOD school
demean low wage earners
with their politics, nepotism and evil
I can no longer turn
the other cheek
GOD bless the meek
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Waiting for love
As the heart panteth
After the water brooks
And as the fish
Is always caught by the hook
So my soul panteth after thee
My soul thirsteth for thee
Thou art my love
My true love
When shall i come
And appear before my love
My tears has been my meat
For i cant stand the heat
Whiles they continue to say unto me
Where is your love
When i remember all these things
I pour out my soul in me
For love flew with me
Like a white dove
Why art thou cast down
Oh my soul
Why art thou disquieted in me
Oh my soul
Hope, do not have fear
Wait patiently for her
For she will appear
By; matt ancient
poem by Matt Ancient
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