There's a poet in the pot
a little flee you cannot see
will flee you see right from the spot
where once a drink used to be
don't follow don't swallow
it'll buzz if you touch
and the pot will be hollow
if you try too much
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Leader Of Men
Tell your friends not to think aloud
Until they swallow
Whisper things into my brain
Your voice sounds so hollow
I am not a leader of men
Since I prefer to follow
Do you think I could have a drink
Since it's so hard to swallow
So hard to swallow
So turn the television off
and I will sing a song
And if you suddenly have the urge
You can sing along
I touch your hand
song performed by by Nickelback from The State
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Leader Of Man
Tell your friends not to think out loud until they swallow
Whisper things into my brain your voice sounds so hollow
I am not a leader of men since I prefer to follow
Do you think I could have a drink since it's so hard to swallow?
Turn your television off and I will sing a song
If you suddenly have the urge well you can sing along
I touch your hand touch your face I think the fruit is rotten
Give me lessons on how to breathe cause I think I've forgotten
One day out to a cliff that overlooks the water
I jumped in to save a girl it was somebody's daughter
And now the ring that's on my hand was given to me by her and
To this day we all sit around and dream of ways to get higher to
get much higher
song performed by by Nickelback
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Follow Love and it will flee, Flee love and it will follow thee.
From This City I Want To Escape (Free Verse Quatern)
From this city I want to flee,
to find a place of some solace,
not again I want to return,
where city lights sometimes blind people.
I still think about how it was,
from this city I want to flee,
I cannot fit in this anthill,
a bridge to escape, I must find.
The city makes me uneasy,
I want to wander on the beach,
from this city I want to flee,
I want to vanish by bus or train.
Now I splash in a city stream,
at times are in the open air,
about freedom I can just dream,
from this city I want to flee.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow thee.
Follow love and it will flee, flee love and it will follow.
Follow love and it will flee thee: flee love and it will follow thee.
Follow love and it will flee thee; flee love and it will follow thee.
Loving Cup
I'm the man on the mountain, come on up
I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud
Yes, I'm fumbling and I know my car don't start
Yes, I'm stumbling and I know I play a bad guitar
Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk
I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun
I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none
Well, I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight
You if you want to push and pull with me all night
Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk
I feel so humble with you tonight,
just sitting in front of the fire
See your face dancing in the flame,
feel your mouth kissing me again
What a beautiful buzz,
what a beautiful buzz
What a beautiful buzz,
what a beautiful buzz
Oh, what a beautiful buzz,
what a beautiful buzz
Yes I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn
But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn
Give me little drink from your loving cup
Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk
song performed by by Phish
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Freedom For You And Me
Freedom for you and me
Is an unattainable feeling to flee
From the World itself.
It is a dream to be
In a world of total glee.
Some times freedom has two wings
Both pulling towards left and right differently.
It has the colour of many rings
That surround the Saturn of life coherently.
Freedom is an Utopia
As we we cannot flee to any place at one go.
It is more than a bubble`s Nostalgia
As you and I flee into ourselves at a go
Within the Titan surrounding the Saturn.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Bewildered
I hear the forthcomming buzz
Mosquitoes in demonic fuzz
Done something should be
Rebel, repel, hit it be
Ah, ready now to coil them all
An electrifying swat to burn them all
'Beware o' insecta-devils
Beware of a shocking batallion
Matted to balm and net and bang you all
Buzzing and fizzing muted thereon
Beware o'venom-vectored devils
Hubby dear ready with an electric bat
And me and the kids and the servant
And whoever comes home will swat
All by a magic of an electric racket
No more of your proboscis fright
And your saliva-welt
Flee away, flee away bloody heart
Frightened of ashed your breeds a lot
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Flower Obsession
I, a bee
buzz, land, flee
Climb in your flower
Swap sweet pollen
Flower Child
My flower obsession
Catch That Train
Written by dewey bunnell, 1980
Found on alibi.
Well, Im drivin onward
Through the pourin rain
Theres a ticket waitin
I gotta catch that train
The yellow racin dreamboat
On california air
Single engine cowboy
Out in county fair
So, oh baby, hurry here to me
Oh baby, come see me
Oh baby, let the hours flee
Oh baby, come see
The silver clouds in august
Lovers names on trees
Imagine running water
You wadin in knee deep
So, oh baby, hurry here to me
Oh baby, come see me
Oh baby, let the hours flee
Oh baby, come see
Theres a world waitin
Just for you to unfold
How are you to know
If you dont see, if you dont see
Those yellow racin dreamboats
On california air
Theres a ticket waitin
I guess Ill catch you there
I guess Ill catch you there
So, oh baby, hurry here to me
Oh baby, come see me
Oh baby, let the hours flee
Oh baby, come see
(if you dont come) oh baby, hurry here to me
Oh baby, come see me
(if you dont come) oh baby, let the hours flee
Oh baby, come see
(if you dont come) oh baby, hurry here to me
Oh baby, come see me
(if you dont come) oh baby, let the hours flee
Oh baby, come see
(if you dont come)
song performed by by America
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In prehistoric times, mankind often had only two choices in crisis situations: fight or flee. In modern times, humor offers us a third alternative; fight, flee - or laugh.
quote by Robert Orben
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Us Two, We
Can we flee just you and me
to a place where we belong
where we, us two, we can be happy and free
where no one can hear our love song
where we can be hidden
from eyes outside
where no one can catch us even if they tried
oh how lovely it would be
if it were only you and me
Just us two, we...perhaps in the sea
oh yes the sea, that will do nicely
now come my love it's time to flee
away from land we shall go
into the sea we venture
moving with the current's flow
Just us two, we...at peace in the sea
and one we will be
in our palace under the sea
just you and me, us, two, we
poem by Mariah Williams
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Follow love, and it will flee from thee; leave it, and it will follow thee.
Tales Of A Wayside Inn : Part 1. The Musician's Tale; The Saga of King Olaf XV. -- A Little Bird In The Air
A little bird in the air
Is singing of Thyri the fair,
The sister of Svend the Dane;
And the song of the garrulous bird
In the streets of the town is heard,
And repeated again and again.
Hoist up your sails of silk,
And flee away from each other.
To King Burislaf, it is said,
Was the beautiful Thyri wed,
And a sorrowful bride went she;
And after a week and a day,
She has fled away and away,
From his town by the stormy sea.
Hoist up your sails of silk,
And flee away from each other.
They say, that through heat and through cold,
Through weald, they say, and through wold,
By day and by night, they say,
She has fled; and the gossips report
She has come to King Olaf's court,
And the town is all in dismay.
Hoist up your sails of silk,
And flee away from each other.
It is whispered King Olaf has seen,
Has talked with the beautiful Queen;
And they wonder how it will end;
For surely, if here she remain,
It is war with King Svend the Dane,
And King Burislaf the Vend!
Hoist up your sails of silk,
And flee away from each other.
Oh, greatest wonder of all!
It is published in hamlet and hall,
It roars like a flame that is fanned!
The King--yes, Olaf the King--
Has wedded her with his ring,
And Thyri is Queen in the land!
Hoist up your sails of silk,
And flee away from each other.
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Itylus
Swallow, my sister, O sister swallow,
How can thine heart be full of the spring?
A thousand summers are over and dead.
What hast thou found in the spring to follow?
What hast thou found in thine heart to sing?
What wilt thou do when the summer is shed?
O swallow, sister, O fair swift swallow,
Why wilt thou fly after spring to the south,
The soft south whither thine heart is set?
Shall not the grief of the old time follow?
Shall not the song thereof cleave to thy mouth?
Hast thou forgotten ere I forget?
Sister, my sister, O fleet sweet swallow,
Thy way is long to the sun and the south;
But I, fulfilled of my heart's desire,
Shedding my song upon height, upon hollow,
From tawny body and sweet small mouth
Feed the heart of the night with fire.
I the nightingale all spring through,
O swallow, sister, O changing swallow,
All spring through till the spring be done,
Clothed with the light of the night on the dew,
Sing, while the hours and the wild birds follow,
Take flight and follow and find the sun.
Sister, my sister, O soft light swallow,
Though all things feast in the spring's guest-chamber,
How hast thou heart to be glad thereof yet?
For where thou fliest I shall not follow,
Till life forget and death remember,
Till thou remember and I forget.
Swallow, my sister, O singing swallow,
I know not how thou hast heart to sing.
Hast thou the heart? is it all past over?
Thy lord the summer is good to follow,
And fair the feet of thy lover the spring:
But what wilt thou say to the spring thy lover?
O swallow, sister, O fleeting swallow,
My heart in me is a molten ember
And over my head the waves have met.
But thou wouldst tarry or I would follow
Could I forget or thou remember,
Couldst thou remember and I forget.
O sweet stray sister, O shifting swallow,
The heart's division divideth us.
Thy heart is light as a leaf of a tree;
But mine goes forth among sea-gulfs hollow
To the place of the slaying of Itylus,
The feast of Daulis, the Thracian sea.
O swallow, sister, O rapid swallow,
I pray thee sing not a little space.
Are not the roofs and the lintels wet?
The woven web that was plain to follow,
The small slain body, the flower-like face,
Can I remember if thou forget?
O sister, sister, thy first-begotten!
The hands that cling and the feet that follow,
The voice of the child's blood crying yet
Who hath remembered me? who hath forgotten?
Thou hast forgotten, O summer swallow,
But the world shall end when I forget.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Through With Buzz
He takes all my money
You know Im through with buzz
Yes Im through with buzz,
All right, oh yeah, uh huh
Hes not very funny
You know Im through with buzz
Yes Im through with buzz,
All right, oh yeah, uh huh
I remember when he stole my girl
Drug her all around the world
You know Im cool, yes I feel alright
cept when Im in my room and its late at night
Maybe hes a fairy
You know Im through with buzz
Yes Im through with buzz
All right, oh yeah, uh huh, all right
song performed by by Steely Dan
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