Toilet for dog
Urine pass
Dog
At wall
Leg up...
A style of
Dog urine pass...? ? ? ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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On the Wall
Dog was
Pass urine
Upthe leg on the wall...
Human also pass
Urine stand the leg
On the wall
The wall tell the human
'you also good dog
But...
Bad human...'
No problem human
Pass the urine tenson free...
On the wall....!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Don't Ask For Dog
Dog was
Pass urine...
At not toilet...
With any tree's...
up the leg...
On pass the urine...?
Why dog up the leg
pass urine...!
urine become free...!
ok...
don't ask for dog...!
woow woow...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nasty Bath Room
The bustand
Bath room
Was not for
Clean...
Urine sumeel
Cut the nose...
Some budy pass
Urine...
No for water
But
Colected money
For indian rupees
Onr for urine pass...
Rupees two for
Motion pass...
I was give
One rupee
I went the
Bustand bath room...
Not passed
The urine...
Urine was my self
Very urgent...
But i did not pass urine;
I was pay the one rupee
For indian money
Nasty bath room...
You also go and see
The bustand that bath room
Very care full...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Weep Day
I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasnt me you punched a hole in
At the west german protest march
Simultaneous events dont happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know its so
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
I didnt write the words you hear me singing (didnt write the words you hear me singing)
I didnt sing the line before this one (didnt sing the line before this one)
You are not the one I was addressing (you are not the one I was addressing)
That person took a train to africa (africa)
Where he met the consulate from belgium
Who is now a buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the oakland raiders
Striking out the batter she became
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Yes, its samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man (samba time for tambo and weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day for urine man (weep day for urine man)
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep day weep day
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
Weep (weep) weep (weep) weep (weep)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Very Nasty
Urgent
Very urgent
Play boy
Simply pass
The urine
At bed
Without sleep...!
Play boy play
AT URINE ALSO...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Cry of child
Cry...
Cry...
Cry...
The child
Not hungry...
With angry...
Urine pass
Motion pass
Play the earth
With the
Little little legs....
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How Is This..?
funny boy
urine pass
on the street...
at movie wall poster
with a sexy girl....
it is not only joke...
indian boy(s) sexy feeling...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Cow's urine
Cow 's
urine is...
Very very
Good...
It was usese
Some houses
At the...
Drops to water
Washing...
In india's
villages...
yes it is
Some naturral
Anti water...
some moor
village people
washes face also...
Cow's urine...
With gentely...!
[in india at tamil nadu village people usese's cow's urine...}
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Dog toilet
Street dog
Urine pass
Up the leg...
On the tree...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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His Sweetness
now i know who in this office
is sweet
it is him
it is him that we suspect
his urine
it is his urine which the ants
have feasted
it is him who is sick
it is him who does not admit it
he has no reason to live
the wine takes him
the cigarettes choke him
the nights bury him with its
loud music
this early morning he lies drunk
on the sidewalk
his mouth still with froth
his eyes still tightly closed
his stomach now again
protesting....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A big child crying
At my child
Time...
my urine...
My motion...
Pass with
Your body
Spoil your dresses...
But...
You did not woory
You clean...
With me...
You kiss
With me...
With your eye and eyes...
Today
Your olde age day's...
I did not love to you...
I did not serve to you...
I did not obea with your word...
Without of love my dear mother...
Why...?
I don't the answer of words...!
Sorry...
This is one big child crying...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Two funney
Young funney
Boy...
go
The toilet...
Pass urine...
Not clean
The toilet
With water...
why...?
The boy was
funney...!
The toilet was
funney...?
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Poetics 5....
'DEEP IN MY heart
i love you' this is the first song of the morning radio
the patio smells urine
the covering of the chamber pot is left open
the old man saves his urine
for ten days
you imagine nothing
i can see the blank wall again
nothing red like a rose
then you laugh so hard
the glass falls off from the sink
breaks its mouth on the
marble floor
you have a canvass of manila paper
and a black crayon and then
you draw a man with twenty tongues
and a very big mouth like
manila bay
you put their the name of the man
who broke your heart
fifty times
tore your being apart like a broken
hymen of your first love
you must have remembered your first scream
of that pain
and then you finally come to the conclusion
about that regret
not having feasted upon that pain again
that crazy man
he never asked you again for a date in that
fungal hotel
nosy bellboys
broken locks of the door
and greasy floors
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gary Granada’s definition of a house
A shanty of cartons as walls
Some tin for roof
Several cuttings of tin
And some worn out rubber tires
To keep the tin roofs
In place
Ten persons reside there
Too crowded
Smell of dead fish
Smell of decayed fish
And dried urine
Rodent and human urine
Hotter than the
Temperatures of
An Arizona desert
Patches of wasted wood
Planks of leftovers
Undefined window frames
There is no comfort
Room or living
Room or bed or
Sala
Every floor
Every patch
Is a bed, a room,
A kitchen
All in one
For ten people or more
Is this what you call a house?
Gary Granada is singing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Black Dog Pink Wall
black dog
walking
near a
pink wall
stares
at the pinkness
of the wall
and then
it raises its
right leg
and squirts
urine
do you think
love exists
in this show
of release?
urinate
after a pink
love
black dog,
is that you?
staring eyes
are those
yours?
spread legs
are those
yours?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Magic And Loss
When you pass through the fire
you pass through humble
You pass through a maze of self doubt
When you pass through humble
the lights can blind you
Some people never figure that out
You pass through arrogance you pass through hurt
You pass through an ever present past
and it's best not to wait for luck to save you
Pass through the fire to the light
As you pass through the fire
your right hand waving
there are things you have to throw out
That caustic dread inside your head
will never help you out
You have to be very strong
'cause you'll start from zero
over and over again
And as the smoke clears
there's an all consuming fire
lying straight ahead
They say no one person can do it all
but you want to in your head
But you can't be Joyce
so what is left instead
You're stuck with yourself
and a rage that can hurt you
You have to start at the beginning again
And just this moment
This wonderful fire started up again
When you pass through humble
when you pass through sickly
When you pass through
I'm better than you all
When you pass through
anger and self deprecation
and have the strength to acknowledge it all
When the past makes you laugh
and you can savor the magic
that let you survive your own war
You find that that fire is passion
and there's a door up ahead not a wall
As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
trying to remember its name
When you pass through fire licking at your lips
you cannot remain the same
And if the building' burning
move towards that door
but don't put the flames out
There's a bit of magic in everything
and then some loss to even
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Keepers of Sound
The keepers of sound
Pass through a waterfall
Pass through silence, only to break it
Keep motions and movements connected
In the circle of life
The keepers of sound
Pass through solid walls
Pass through stillness, only to break it
Soothe us to sleep
The keepers of sound
Pass through worlds only they can see
The transformation
From human to keeper
Is one that takes patience,
Kindness, and honesty
That transformation
Takes strength,
Friendliness and love
To pass through the wall
That separates humans and keepers
You have to have a light heart
And be whole
It's only when you aim at one spot that your urine foams.
The urine of one dog will not pollute the ocean.
I drink too much. The last time I gave a urine sample it had an olive in it.
quote by Rodney Dangerfield
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