Snake Charmer
Suture my sculling lips
And keep me close stifling
To your cinched contours
In a woven bassinet
But don't divulge
The similarity of the redolence
It had from my casket
And eloquently play your flute
Like a spruce golden bard
With your lips of yarn
Kissing the cold tubes
To transmit the music
That should enthuse
My physiology to submit
Into following your motions
Touting the repletion
Half-blinded,
Full-hearted,
Without a hiss
Tinker my insides
To play your abject game
And give you a spectacle
Of a quaint fancy
In the veneers of grandiosity
For a pouncing, flouncing show
And I will be your floundering shadow
Casting you a sobriquet
Yes, I shall digress
In such a derisory place
But nary a promise
From your lounging fingers
To make me believe
In the euphonious blarneys
Of your mendaciloquence
Just fondle me enough
In an esoteric tease
As how the moon entice
The swelling of the sea
And I will not resist
Until I coil back
Into the bleak
Arms of darkness.
poem by Norman Santos
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Party
Words and music by queen
We had a good night jamming away
There was a full moon showing
And we wanted to play
But in the cold light of day next morning
Party was over uh uh
The party was over
We got love and we got style
And we got sex and I know I know we got what it takes
Oh oh oh oh oh - oh oh oh
Why dont you come back and play
Come back and play (hey hey) come back and play
We got all night all day
Everybodys gone away
Why dont you come back and play come back and play
Come back and play come back and play
Play play it play it
Go get em boy - lets party
Yeah
Give it give it
We had a food fight in somebodys face
We were up all night singing (singing)
And giving a chase
But in the cold light of day next morning
Everybody was hung over
Hey come back and play (come back and play) come back
And play
We got all night all day
Everybodys gone away
Why dont you come back and play (and play) come back
And play
We got all night we got all day
We got all night to play
Come back come back come back come back back and play
Hey hey hey
Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye the party is over
song performed by by Queen
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Ordinary Pain
When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that its not just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you by chance
Go knock on her door
Walkin away youre convinced that its much more
Than just an ordinary pain in your heart
Its more than just
An ordinary pain in your heart
When you catch up
But she says goodbye
Hold back your tears and before you start to cry
Say you feel unnecessary pain in your heart
Tell her youre glad
Its over in fact
Can she take with her the pain she brought you back
Takin that ordinary pain from your heart
Its more than just
An ordinary pain from your heart
Dont fool yourself
But tell no one else
That its more than just
An ordinary pain
In your heart
In your heart
In your heart
Part ii
Youre just a masachistic fool
Because you knew my love was cruel
You never listened when they said
Dont let that girl go to your head
But like a play boy you said no
Or*di*nary pain
This little girl mind you will blow
Or*di*nary pain
But then I blew you out the box
Or*di*nary pain
When I put my stuff on key and lock
Or*di*nary pain
It makes me feel kind of sick
Or*di*nary pain
To know love put you in a trick
Or*di*nary pain
I knew our love would have to end
Or*di*nary pain
The day I made it with your friend
Or*di*nary pain
Giving your love to one unreal
Or*di*nary pain
Like a big fool I know you feel
Or*di*nary pain
But in this lovie-dovie game
Or*di*nary pain
With all its joy there must be pain
Or*di*nary pain
But now the time has surely come
Or*di*nary pain
This game dont seem like so much fun
Or*di*nary pain
Youre cryin big corcodile tears
Or*di*nary pain
Dont match the ones Ive cried for years
Or*di*nary pain
When I was home wainting for you
Or*di*nary pain
You were out somewhere doing the do
Or*di*nary pain
You know Id really like to stay
Or*di*nary pain
But like you did Ive go to play
Or*di*nary pain
Youre dumb to think Id let you be
Or*di*nary pain
Scott free without some pain from me
Or*di*nary pain
I heard your song and took a chance
Or*di*nary pain
But to your music I cant dance
Or*di*nary pain
Go tell your story sob-sad
Or*di*nary pain
About you blowin what you had
Or*di*nary pain
Since one aint good enough for you
Or*di*nary pain
Then do yourself see how you do
Or*di*nary pain
Or*di*nary pain
Or*di*nary pain
Or*di*nary pain
Or*di*nary pain
Or*di*nary pain
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Flute Lads!
I flute the up and down of sun,
I flute the pallid moon,
I flute the rivers deep and wide
And down the merry tide.
I leave the rose so red
And pluck the lily white;
I flute upon my bed
And play into the night.
If I could flute forever
And play a merry tune,
Then I would know no sorrow
In April, May, and June.
So up and down the golden sun
And up the pallid moon,
Flute my lovely lads, flute,
In April, May, and June.
poem by Samuel Hardman
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Play On
(eric carmen/scott mccarl)
It a hard life but you play it for laughs
Its a cold-hearted business keep away from the draft
And your fingers and your throat get sore
But theyre out there callin for some more
So play on
(while the lights shine around your head)
Play on
(every night in a different bed)
And the nights go on and on
Get a break and find a place you can hide
cause tonight youve got to be a star personified
Youre rushing round to get your plane
And its back in the bubble again
So play on
(while the lights shine around your head)
Play on
(every night in a different bed)
And the nights go on and on
Critics comin cause youre number one (number one)
Play all your hits and all the girls will come
(play on), play on, (play on), play on
Yeah, so play on
(while the lights shine around your head)
Play on
(every night in a different bed)
And the nights go on and on
It a hard life but you play it for laughs
Its a cold-hearted business keep away from the trap
And your fingers on your throat get sore
But theyre out there beggin for some more
So play on
(while the lights shine around your head)
Play on
(every night in a different bed)
And the nights go on and on
The nights go on and on
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Peter Gunn's Gun
by Michael Leonard, Bobby Weinstein & Jon Stroll
Throw a penny from the window, watch an old man play a song
On a twenty-dollar violin he bought before the war,
Though he screeches and he scratches and the notes are always wrong,
But he plays like he's in concert on the street outside my door.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
He's the local virtuoso, it's his only way of life,
Plays ninety-seven overtures and goes home to his wife,
In the quiet of the evening while his frozen fingers bleed,
He counts pennies on a blanket to supply his meager need.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
When there's frost upon the pumpkin in the weakness of the sun,
People stand there in the cold until his symphony is done,
In the early gray of morning, he's sure to come around,
You can hear him through the window when the pennies hit the ground.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
Playing penny music.
fade out...
song performed by by Monkees
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Snakes
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Toot toot toot play
Snakes in the basket
Lie to lead you astray
Snakes in the basket
Force to make you betray
Your innermost truth hidden away
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Carry the casket
Never mind the gun spray
Bury the casket
Pawns in someone's gameplay
Shoot shoot shoot obey
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Subscription to the spreading of lies
Soldier catches a glimpse of his demise deep down inside
Even he knows snakes come in many shapes and sizes
Many shapes and sizes
Snakes have no hands to be tied
Concoction of malicious lies
Deep inside the general despises himself
Listen to the flute play
Another reptile in line
Snakes without grass cannot hide
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Now you're falling down to the underground
Slither down to your lair
Forked tongues spread the poison with another toxic sting
So much pain their serpentine inhibitions bring
Oh - listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Listen to the flute play
Listen to the flute play
Go ahead
Listen to the flute play
Open the basket
Oh - open the basket
song performed by by No Doubt from Beacon Street Collection
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Cold Hearted
(elliot wolff)
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
Youre the one givin up the love
Anytime he needs it
But you turn your back and then hes off
And runnin with the crowd
Youre the one to sacrifice
Anything to please him
Do you really think he thinks about you
When hes out
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
It was only late last night
He was out there sneakin
Then he called you up to check that you
Were waiting by the phone
All the worlds a candy store
Hes been trick or treatin
When it comes to true love girl with him
Theres no one home
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
You could find somebody better girl
He could only make you cry
You deserve somebody better girl
Hes c-cold as ice
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--no
Hes a cold-hearted snake
Look into his eyes
Oh oh oh
Hes been tellin lies
Hes a lover boy at play
He dont play by rules
Oh oh oh
Girl dont play the fool--(repeat to fade)
Rap:
How come how come he can he can tell-a tell-a youre-a youre-a
Always always number number one without a doubt
(hes hes one one cold cold snake snake)
When-a when-a he is he is always always squirmin squirmin
Like a little snake under-a e-ver-y-a rock
(no no give give, all all take take)
Youve been youve been workin workin on the on the love
And hes been only only playing undercover all the while
(one one smooth smooth sharp sharp tongue tongue)
Take a take another nother look into his eyes
(he he just just talks)
And you will on-ly see a rep-tile
song performed by by Paula Abdul
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My Side
Black emptiness is where I travel
Casting shadow where ever I go
Someone must play this part
There must be balance to make this world work
There needs to be darkness
May I bring despair, hate, and jealousy
into the lives of others
I despise myself
I despise the thought of being alone on the hated side
I am revolted even though I didn't choose this life
But as I said there needs to be a balance
And she is on the other side
There's always a ray of light in the darkness
She is that light I wish to have stabbed in me
She is my light, the guide of my love
I can feel her deep in my heart
But the darkness covers her in my eyes
Though she is always with me
Because as she casts light there must always be a shadow
I sit near a blackened pool on the opposite side of the world
and I look at the closest reflection I have of you
The moon shines on as I'm wishing you were here
I look into the pool and think of the time we have spent
Those brief few moments when light met dark
'This is a love to fight for'
That's what I said the last time we met
You shook your head and said
'In the end we'll both lose'
Time fades fast
I must convince her here and now
'Look at me' I said in her ear
She looks and her eyes twinkle
'If at anything my dream came true
I brush back her hair
'I got to meet a girl like you'
Gentle lips meet
Sometimes a kiss is all you need to do
That day was the last time I saw her
As time hit the right mark we were forced to pull away
Me into darkness
She into light
I grab her hand and try not to let go
But I was being pulled back
I yell so she could hear
'I'll come back to you I promise'
She nods
'I know you will'
And we break
I am swallowed in the darkness again
Alone and again on the other side of the world
I will wait again for the next day
When light and the dark can meet once more
Written: February 16,2010
poem by Ryan Collins
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World Game
This song was first released on the its about time album. it is the only album it has been released on.
I want to play in the world game
I want to make it better its ever been before
I want to play in the world game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more
Everywhere Im going I see trouble
Everywhere Im looking I see all kinds of pain
Maybe we can get back on the double
Maybe we can turn around and make it all change
They say its you against your neighbor
If it gets right down to it, you against your friend
I swear that this is not the answer
As far as I can see it is the way it all ends
I want to play in the world game
I want to make it better its ever been before
I want to play in the world game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less and doing so much more
Hey man, you know me I dont worry
Hey man, you know me I am never afraid
Only one thing can make me sorry
Something to say and then it never gets said
What kind of man turns on his brother
What kind of man turns his back on a friend
Who has the right to say its over
Who has the right to see how far it can bend
I want to play in the world game
I want to make it better its ever been before
I want to play in the world game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
Yaweh yaweh yaweh jah
You and me you and me
You and me you and me
I and I - I and i
I and I - I and i
I want to play in the world game
I want to make it better its ever been before
I want to play in the world game
I want to make sure everybody knows the score
About using less, doing so much more
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Sonnet 128: How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st
How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessèd wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
And situation with those dancing chips
O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
Making dead wood more blest than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.
poem by William Shakespeare
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~ Game Of Songs ~
GAME OF SONGS
Ms. Nivedita
UK
[To Poet John Knight ~ Christmas poetic nosegays]
December 15,2009.
Standing you’re
On the opposite bank
Of my song,
Ambulant my tunes become
Me, don’t get you.
Breeze is blowing
Oh, oh excellently
Keep anchored the boat
No more.
Cross and come, O Dear
Into the abode of my bosom.
Game of songs with you
Game of distance is,
Me in agony play flute
All the time,
When, O Dear yourself will come
Take my flute to play,
In the dense darkness of
Rapture-full silent night.
-
Adapted from RNT [Ref. to ‘Bliss’ for further info]
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Copyright reserved by the author
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Where Were You Baby?
Where Were You Baby? - (Josh White)
As recorded by DonMclean
Now I've peeked through fancy boudoirs
Searched through window grates
But I only saw Republicans, romance and Southern states
And where were you baby, when my heart went out?
You left me ba___by, in all this darkness and doubt
Now I've tried to replace you with a streetwalker named desire
But price is up so high, hell I couldn't afford to try her
It takes you my baby to put my fire out
You left me baby, in all___ this darkness and doubt
But tonight I think I'm gonna take some good advice
I'm gonna look around and find somebody that's a really nice
Well perhaps a banker's daughter and if her Papa's a cuss
Well I hope to do to her what her Papa does to us
And we'll have fancy shack and a fancy Cadillac
And she'll be studying to be, a nymphomaniac
And we'll have a little rye and we'll play a little gin
We'll have another rye and we'll play another gin
And then we'll have another rye just to get a little blow
Have another rye just to make the conversations flow
And then we'll have another rye and we'll play a little gin
We'll have another rye and we'll tune some music in
And then we'll have another gin.... and we'll play a little rye...
And we'll suddenly realize that we're getting kind of high
And so we'll turn the lights down low...... to keep the bulbs from getting hot
And we'll play a little game called .. "Yes?"...."No!" ...
Why not?
But tonight I think I'm gonna find me something swell
So I can wake up in the morning... miserable as hell
Now when butter costs a dollar, bread costs more than cake
Come back soon cause think of what a gal like you could make
Yes come back baby don't ever say that we're through
Cos this time woman... I'd like to walk right out on you!
song performed by by Don McLean
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My Love, Don't Make Me Cry
The stars are up, a spectacle of splendor
The moon so clear and winks
You said you'll be here
And like babies would play
In the beach, would laugh
Scoop sand, sprinkle water for play
Here I wait, Golden sunsets count
Moons come as your face teases
Your call honeyed like a bird's song
Promise of a sweet dawn, so I'll stay
A mother is a way, a baby would cry,
My tender petal, don't make me cry,
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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He'll Never Be
98 degrees he'll never be...(what i used to be to you)
I heard you found yourself a new man
And you say you're as happy as can be
No one can play the game like you can
But does he give you everything you need
But in good time
You're gonna find
You're eyes were closed
And your heart was blind
Now it's too late to change your fate
Cause there's no way he'll ever take my place.
He'll never be
What i used to be to you
So if you wanna play the fool
Then make that move
And do what ya gotta do
You'll never find
A heart that is half as true
I guess you really never knew
But soon you'll see
That he'll never be
What i used to be to you
Does he even have a notion
Of what you really feel inside
Are you going through the motions
Livin' a lie like you're satisfied
But late at night
You realize
There's somethin' tellin' you it just ain't right
It's not the same
Am i to blame
And when you're with him
Do call my name
He'll never be
What i used to be to you
So if you wanna play the fool
Then make that move
And do what ya gotta do
You'll never find
A heart that is half as true
I guess you really never knew
But soon you'll see
That he'll never be
What i used to be to you
I gave you all my love
What were you thinking of
Guess it was just a game
It's all the same to you
Too late to try again
This story's at an end
It's time for movin' on
Now what ya gonna do
He'll never be
What i used to be to you
So if you wanna play the fool
Then make that move
And do what ya gotta do
You'll never find
A heart that is half as true
I guess you really never knew
But soon you'll see
That he'll never be
What i used to be to you
song performed by by 98 Degrees
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Pick Up Game First One To 11 By 1's
fOR ME TO WIN IT HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN IMPORTANT.
WHY DOES HE HAS RUBBER BANDS ON HIS ARMS, THAT QUESTION SHALL BE DISCOVER AS YOU GROW WE THE GAME.
ILL STOLE IT THREE TIME IN ONE GAME, HES A BIG MAN BUT THE SCORE 7-11, COME MY PEPS DONT LET ME IMPRESS YOU INN FRONT YOUR PEOPLE, THAT COULD BEEN ON A HIGHLIGHT REEL
GETTING SHUT OUT IN GAME TO 11 YOU KNOW HE'S NOT GOING GET A NOTHING GAME.
tHE GAME OF BASKETBALL IS ALL ABOUT RESPECT,
THE ULTRAMENT RESPECT IS TO GIVE NO RESPECT,
WHEN IT COME TO THE GAME OF BASKETBALL.
thats how you gain respect! ! ! !
AND IM HURT AND STILL TOOK YOUR MAN GAME YOU TELL ME WAS WE PLAY TO A ELEVEN OR WAS I JUST TAKE YOU SCHOOL.
talking about running the city, we talk about that later after your lesson
BECAUSE IF IT WAS A GAME FULL COURT FIVE ON FIVE AND IT GAME BASE ON STRAGTEY NOT SKILL WHO DO YOU THINK WOULD WIN.
RESPECT IS GIVING WHEN YOU SHOW IT, CHECK IS IN,
BALL PLAY.
poem by Louis Borgo
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He'll Never Be... (What I Used To Be To You)
I heard you found yourself a new man
And you say you're as happy as can be
No one can play the game like you can
But does he give you everything you need
But in good time
You're gonna find
You're eyes were closed
And your heart was blind
Now it's too late to change your fate
Cause there's no way he'll ever take my place.
He'll never be
What I used to be to you
So if you wanna play the fool
Then make that move
And do what ya gotta do
You'll never find
A heart that is half as true
I guess you really never knew
But soon you'll see
That he'll never be
What I used to be to you
Does he even have a notion
Of what you really feel inside
Are you going through the motions
Livin' a lie like you're satisfied
But late at night
You realize
There's somethin' tellin' you it just ain't right
I's not the same
Am I to blame
And when you're with him
You call my name
He'll never be
What I used to be to you
So if you wanna play the fool
Then make that move
And do what ya gotta do
You'll never find
A heart that is half as true
I guess you really never knew
But soon you'll see
That he'll never be
What I used to be to you
I gave you all my love
What were you thinking of
Guess it was just a game
It's all the same to you
Too late to try again
This story's at an end
It's time for movin' on
Now what ya gonna do
song performed by by 98 Degrees from Revelation
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This Twilight Garden
I lift my lips from kissing you
To kiss the sky
Cloud soft and blue
And slow the sun melts down
Into your golden words for me
I lift my hands from touching you
To touch the wind that whispers through
This twilight garden
Turns into a world
Where dreams are real
No-one will ever take your place
I am lost in you
No-one will ever take your place
So in love with you
I lift my eyes from watching you
To watch the star rise shine onto
Your dreaming face and dreaming smile
You're dreaming worlds
For me
I lift my lips from kissing you
And kiss the sky wide deepest blue
And slow the moon swims up
Into your golden words
For me
No-one will ever take your place
I am lost in you
No-one will ever take your place
So in love with you
song performed by by Cure
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The Disagreeable Musician
'E wouldn't play the flute; the sulky cow.
An', after all the trouble that we took
To try an' cheer,'is spirits up some'ow,
'E jes' sat there an' slung a glarsy look
To orl the crowd. The diserbligin' coot!
'E wouldn't play the flute.
After we'd done our gilt in on the spread
Fish from the Dago joint, an' bottled beer,
An' froot, an' 'am, an' saverloys an' bread
'E wouldn't eat. Jes' shook 'is silly 'ead.
An' though we begged 'im for some choonful toot,
'E wouldn't play the flute.
I puts it to yeh: Wuz we actin' fair?
Wot more could neighbors do to cheer a bloke?
We knoo they 'e 'ad troubles fer to bear,
An' jes called in to 'ave a friendly joke.
An', though we tempted 'im with 'am an' froot,
'E wouldn't play the flute.
There wuz Flash Liz, an' me, an' Ginger Mick.
An' Mother Gumphy frum the corner store.
An' Bill the Rabbit-o, an' Dirty Dick,
An' Nan the Nark, an' 'arf a dozzing more.
But strike! It seemed the comp'ny didn't soot!
'E wouldn't play the flute.
I want yer dead straight griffen. Wuz we right?
Wuz it unneighborly to look 'im up
An' 'ave a little beano on the quite?....
Fer Grief an' 'im wuz cobbers on that night.
But there 'e sat, like 's if 'e'd taken root,
An' wouldn't play the flute.
We sung a song er two to give 'im 'eart,
'An' jes' to show yeh wot a nark 'e wuz,
'E wouldn't sing. 'E wouldn't take no part.
'E wouldn't eat no matter wot we does.
'E wouldn't drink, 'e wouldn't touch the froot.
Or play 'is flamin' flute.
A blimed wet blankit at our little feast.
Thet's wot 'e wuz. 'E jes sat there an' stared
Straight out afore 'im. Wouldn't take the least
Account o' wot we did. 'E'd never cared
If we wuz rooned wif buyin' fish an' froot.
'E wouldn't play the flute.
Aw, it wuz crook! I swear I never seen
So mean a coot. An' 'e could play a treat
Play like a blinded angel, for 'e'd been
A star pufformer - played afore the Queen!
An', though 'e knoo we knoo of 'is repute,
'E wouldn't play the flute.
We knoo 'e'd been a bonzer in 'is day
Afore 'e struck the slum in Scrooge's Lane.
I've orfen 'eard it said 'e useter play
In some swell orchestrer fer fancy pay.
An' there 'e sat, in 'is ole shabby soot,
An' wouldn't play the flute.
We knoo 'e'd struck tough luck an' drifted down
'Im an' 'is missis - till they come to live
On 'arf o' nothink in our part o' town.
It weren't no fault of ours that they wuz driv
Frum bad to worse, till they wuz destichoot.
'E wouldn't play the flute.
'E wouldn't play. Jes shook 'is silly 'ead.
We done our best to cheer 'im, fer we knoo
'Is wife wuz lyin' in the nex' room, dead.
Died 'cause of sooicide, the neighbors said.
But, spite of all we done, the selfish brute,
'E wouldn't play the flute.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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To Play Some Music
Say everybody
And everyone
Weve been waitin, so very long
To play some music
And have some fun
Bring some happiness to everyone
Well come with us and try and learn
Whats on your mind
Open your ears and eyes and lets see what you can find
Youre not so different, I dont mean to be unkind
Somethings unfolding if you really take the time
So let the sun shine
Its just begun
Youve given all you could to anyone
Well dont you lose it
Dont run away
Its getting stronger, day after day
Youre sittin there, you say youre
Waiting for the show
And what you have, and what you
Hear is what you really want to know
Youve only come here cause heres
Nowhere else to go
Were only sorry, that we have
To end the show.
Play some music
Play some music
Play some music
Play some music
Play some music
Play some music
Play some music
Yeah
song performed by by Journey
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Blaring Lamentations
Asunder from the assuaging calls—
The chortles in the brawls,
The throttles in the vacant holes,
The spasm in the sinewy sinusoid
That clambers with the trails
Of an astray galloping asteroid;
The sirens will denounce the tinnitus
To coil in the wavering fathoms,
The banshees will squander a soul
To define haughty distraught
The montage migraine wrought,
Follow me, into the light
And cast a shadow into the blight
With certitude riveted inside
Digress to grow seraphic strides
And blind the blaring laments
With omniscient chivalry whilst tottering
In the veneer of debacle and saturnalia
And you will cleave with rue to ensue
The garish pouncing of threads
In trelisses and porches of
Ghastly towns and in the crevasses
Come naked in the facade
Of devouring fleet from defeat
This is how we live, or submit into
Believing the shallow fringes of life
Eaten by fear, eating fear, basking and
Vying to subsist within the parameter
Only inches farther the saturnine pits
And this is how we are defined
The coarse grating of eloquent lines
Mouths guzzled in a suture fatal as
The debauched hearing for misery.
poem by Norman Santos
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