Striding Into Childhood
Clip clip clip…
The barbaric barber
As if venting his grudge
Swung his scissors –
The pleasure was his!
Battle ravaged, I walked out in the sun,
Leaving him with his fun, and then…
A floodgate in me opened
Transforming my mood –
Lightly I strode into childhood!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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The Haircut
They sat me down upon their chair
Anxiously and impatiently I sat there
Nervous was I, so I whimpered out a sigh
But I was ready for them to cut my hair.
The hairdresser she talked to me for a bit
I felt happy and handsome I must truly admit
She felt my hair, as the patrons did stare
As upon that swivel chair I did sit.
I was then taken to the Shampooers sink
The Hairdresser shampooed my hair as I did think
I spoke, but I stalled, happy I am that I am not bald
So instead I gave my hairdresser a happy wink.
I was then led back unto my chair
I smelled the scent of her perfume in the air
I was then afraid, as I saw the tools of her trade
But she promised me all of her loving care.
Clip, clip, clip the scissors I then did hear
So close was that sound was to my ear
My hair it fell, from my head it was expelled
As I watched her craftsmanship from her mirror.
Then not long later she finished her job
I looked at my hair and I gave her an appreciative nod
She then finished the clip, I gave her a tip
At her work and gentleness I was both pleased and awed.
RANDY L. McCLAVE
poem by Randy McClave
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The Barber
I'd like to be a barber, and learn to shave and clip,
Calling out, 'Next please! and pocketing my tip.'
All day I'd hear my scissors going, 'Snip, Snip, Snip;'
I'd lather people's faces, and their noses I would grip
While I shaved most carefully along the upper lip.
But I wouldn't be a barber if ...
The razor was to slip.
Would you?
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Rose of England
'Twas a most solemn day
Of that most the world would say.
The Rose of England would pass
Her still form in a gun carriage alas.
Many called it the event of the years
As the cortege the Royal Standard bears.
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on history the Princess leaves her mark.
John Bull's joie de vivre now diminished
It seemed to many that an era had finished.
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on history the Princess leaves her mark.
Yet, even in dying she still lives on
In the heart of many, a love already born.
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark.
They'd come from near and far
This massive crowd there'd been no par.
Bless you.Bless you.They cried
For the Queen of their hearts had died.
Many a funeral there had been
But nothing like this the world had seen.
The multitude weepingly lined the way
There was hardly anything you can say.
Two young princes with solemn look
Their precious mother the angels took.
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark.
A day one could almost feel wintry's cold
Merry ole England had lost her gold.
Now the winsome princess to be seen no more
Her loving fans no more could adore!
The Queen, Her Majesty, stood at her Palace gate
Had her compassion and caring come too late?
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark!
And the bell at the abbey tolls
As the cortege bearing the fallen Rose rolls.
The clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark!
'Twas a day of saddened faces
It seemed the Princess had held all aces.
A flood of tears from the river Thames;
'Twas a time of gloom for the Court of St James.
Do you hear the clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark?
Yes! I hear the clip clop of the horses thru Hyde Park
As on History the Princess leaves her mark!
poem by Enoch John
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In The Heat Of The Morning
The blazing sunset in your eyes will tantalize
Every man who looks your way
I watched them sink before your gaze
Seniorita sway
Dance with me before their frozen eyes
Im so much in love
Like a little soldier catching butterflies
No man loved like I love you
Wouldnt you like to love me too
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
Ill tie a knot in rainbows end, organise the breeze
Light my candle from the sun
Ill give you daylight for a friend
Ill do all of these
Ill prove that it can be done, oh, Im so much in love
Like the ragged boy who races with the wind
No man loved like I love you
Wouldnt you like to love me too
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
In the heat of the morning
In the shadow Ill clip your wings
And Ill tell you I love you
In the heat of the morning
Oh yeah, all day, all the way
Ooh
song performed by by David Bowie
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Clip Your Wings, Baby
In the darkest depths far below,
The furnace may incinerate
Sin's vice and folly apropos
Before evil may saturate.
With no way to absquatulate
From what Death's disposition brings,
One must rely on their damned fate
And clip their feathery, white wings.
The mocking voice, Contrapasso,
Cuts sharply, harshly—biserrate—
Into the transgressions I know:
What bad intention does create.
My insult will annihilate
In sameness what the black heart sings.
The self must incapacitate
And clip its feathery, white wings.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Hip Albatross
(low rumbling of helicopters
(Clip from Day of the Dead) Every dead body
that is not exterminated becomes
one of them; it gets up and kills!
The people it kills get up and kill!
(zombie sounds and a woman moaning)
(gunshots)
I-I-I-I was born a zombie, on mercury, by the sea
I-I-I-I was born a zombie, on mercury, by the seeeee
-eeeaaahh-aiie...
(Clip from Day of the Dead) Yah-hah,
yah I got a us an idea, lets get in that ol' whirlybird
there, find us an island someplace, get greased
up,and spend what time we got left soakin' up some sunshine!
How's that?
song performed by by Gorillaz
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Flip-Flop! Clip-Clap! Boo-Boo Cried SOLO BOBBY – Trapped in a BOOBY-TRAP!
In lonely woods, I met Cyclops with solo eye and single mouth with fire
Goofing around in a city by varying names – hobo, hog are names few;
Anchorite, Hieronymite, troglodyte, , stylite, road hog are names new -
Solo Cyclops is a 16th century’s leviathan & 21st century’s plastic gyre.
Flip-flop! Clip-clap! Boo-boo cried solo Bobby – trapped in the Booby-trap!
Clip-clop went the horse's hop – lonely Johny weeps in the lonely shop!
Aloneness greets me seventy times seven and 24/7 with a mess!
Aloneness is a burning hole inside me with a hallow emptiness....
Aloneness is tearing me apart and pulling my only heart apart!
Aloneness is perfect but hopelessness and darkness in your heart.
Flip-flop! Clip-clap! Boo-boo cried solo Bobby – trapped in the Booby-trap!
Clip-clop went the horse's hop – lonely Johny weeps in the lonely shop!
Aloneness is a feeling of wontedness yet remains unwonted,
Aloofness isn't a simple word anymore - a nerve rattling terror;
It has undergone a surgery, turned out to be chameleons’ avatar!
So it puts every Jack, Tom and Jerry on the butcher’s altar.
Flip-flop! Clip-clap! Boo-boo cried solo Bobby – trapped in the Booby-trap!
Clip-clop went the horse's hop – lonely Johny weeps in the lonely shop!
Afraid of it, I wear a mask of180 roles in the life's movie horror,
Outwardly, I hug some in memory, some in illusion in the movie terror,
It visits every house with different names – reclusiveness,
Forlornness, friendlessness yet brings the same lugubriousness.
Flip-flop! Clip-clap! Boo-boo cried solo Bobby – trapped in the Booby-trap!
Clip-clop went the horse's hop – lonely Johny weeps in the lonely shop!
In spine-chilling viper fishes, drifts solo clown trigger fish – a yellowish one!
Among gargantuan planets nine, exists a solo asteroid – a bittie one;
Along elephantine Titan Arums dwells a solo Camellia – a reddish one!
Among creepy-crawly hyenas lives solo teensy-weensy gazelle – cute one.
Flip-flop! Clip-clap! Boo-boo cried solo Bobby – trapped in the Booby-trap!
Clip-clop went the horse's hop – lonely Johny weeps in the lonely shop!
poem by Harindhar Reddy
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I'll Get One Tomorrow
Barber, barber, come and get me;
Hairy torrents irk and fret me.
Hair and hair again appears;
And climbs like ivy round my ears.
Hair across my collar gambols;
Down my neck it wayward ambles.
Ever down it trip it tickles;
Yes, where it trips it tickles.
Barber dear I wish I knew;
Why i do not visit you.
Why I grudge the minutes ten;
In your smiling den.
Why I choose to choke on hair;
Rather than to mount your chair.
Men no busier than I;
Weekly to your office hie.
Men no busier than myself;
Confront the armory on your shelf;
Men no wealthier than me;
Gladly meet your modest fee.
And for a fraction of a dollar;
Keep the jungle off their collar.
I alone am shy and flustered;
Solitary, cowardly custard.
Shaggy as a prize angore;
Overrun with the creeping flora.
Barber, barber, you’re in luck;
The bell has rung, the hour has struck.
Sloth strong, the hair is strong;
I cannot stand it any long.
Barber, barber here I come;
Shake up the odorous bay rum.
Bring on your shears your scythes, your snippers;
Bring on your crisp electric driers.
Employ a dozen extra sweepers;
Bring giant harvesters and reapers.
I warn you a bumper crop;
Waits to overwhelm your shop.
Braber, barber, be verbose;
Be anything but clip me close.
Leave me razored, leave me scissored
Leave me hairless, as a lizard;
Barber, barber, single and scald;
Barber can’t you make me bald?
I will be the happiest of men;
And never think of you again.
poem by Ogden Nash
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Polly
Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
Maybe she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asked me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
Shes just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
mazes me the will, of instinct
Isnt me
Have a seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
Got some rope
Have been told
Promise you
Have been true
Let me take a ride
Hurt yourself
Want some help
Please myself
song performed by by Nirvana
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New Wave Polly
Polly wants a cracker
Think I should get off of her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like more food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
{polly said}
Polly says her back hurts
And shes just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
It isnt me
We have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
Ive got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Dont hurt yourself
I want some help
To help myself
song performed by by Nirvana
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Say Goodbye
Chorus:
Children, groovin, women, confusion
Then go away, its time to understand
Everyones got to make a livin
Children, groovin, women, confusion
Then go away, its time to understand
Everyones got to make a livin
Nineteen-ninety-two and, you and I were fightin
Lapd beatings got the whole world frontin
My man rodney king and the reginald ? deeney?
You could look for justice but I bet you wont find any
Because people getting beatin, news keep repeatin
Chaos and anger, just surely peakin
Yo everybodys runnin, some of them are gunnin
Avalanche the block, feel the anger, wantin something
cause some of them are frontin
They didnt know the reason
Emotion in the end made it feel like revolution
And yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains
Hook:
So hurry up because Im runnin out of clip
Runnin out of time
Runnin out of clip
Runnin out of time
Runnin out of clip
Runnin out of time
Runnin out of clip (what)
Runnin out of time
Chorus
Nineteen-ninety-seven, reduction of a nation
The government is slayin, new laws is what youre facin
Next comes the clonin, theyre makin new creation
Secretly forming soldiers of you and they station
No more free education on former segregation
Politicss about affirmative activation
So make a run for the border
Caught by the deporter
The immigration caught you but you got to leave your daughter
We are slowly being slaughtered
So be prepared for the new world order
Yeah, yeah, you can yell out your brains
I tell you right now, we got eight years of chains
Hook
Chorus
Year two-thousand, whats it really holdin
Or is it really right, live beyond on what youre knowing
Or is it that technology is what keeps on going
Could it be that the end of time is what Im showing
I dont see any grass growin
Everythings conquered, were running out of land
And goddamn yo, Im runnin out of clip
Im almost out of time
Runnin out of
Damn, Im almost out of time
We could all try now but just look up in the sky
We aint got no ozone left, we are gonna die
Crime and corruption, is the only season
Is it cause the reason is that we out of time
Chorus (2x)
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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Appearance is something you should definitely consider when you're going out. Have your girlfriend clip your nails or something like that.
A good deal for two, is a clip on the ears of a third.
Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
quote by John Keats
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I try to do the right thing with money. Save a dollar here and there, clip some coupons. Buy ten gold chains instead of 20. Four summer homes instead of eight.
It is too late for a galloping horse to stop at a clip; it is useless for a sinking boat to be mended in the middle of a river.
Not One to Contemplate Exactness
I am not one to contemplate exactness.
Or become absorbed in facts.
Especially those that are plagiarized...
To distort the origins that contradict,
From an updated freshness...
With a quick paste and clip,
To enhance what is not historic.
Like myths and legions created,
To add more flavor to the actual reality.
Instead of sweepers of streets...
Some folks are lead to believe,
They have royalty in their ancestry!
And when someone tells me they know this to be true...
I think of the Quakers and Puritans!
And others who sailed the ocean blue...
To discover a land for me and you!
Please!
And what was that between Queen Isabella,
And Christopher Columbus in 1492?
When she took a 'special' interest in Native Americans!
She bent over backwards...
To have them treated fairly although enslaved them!
I am not one to contemplate exactness.
Or become absorbed in facts.
Especially those that are plagiarized...
To distort the origins that contradict,
From an updated freshness...
With a quick paste and clip,
To enhance what is not historic.
But,
One has to admit...
A lot of what 'was'
Has been romanticized to glorify,
The truth that did exist!
And who did the twisting to eventually benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There's a clip where he had someone miming me running around from keyboard to keyboard. Oh dear, I am sure a lot of people didn't know what he was going on about.
quote by Keith Emerson
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From up Above
Butter, utter, gutter, mutter, putter, cutter;
You have divided the sea with your strength!
Flip, slip, lip, blip, clip;
The day is Yours and Yours also is the night,
And Your Love is from up above.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I'm not sure Kinsey has changed in these first twelve books. I think the reader learns more about her, but from Kinsey's perspective, only three years have passed while the rest of us have been getting older at a much faster clip.
quote by Sue Grafton
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