Butting In
i do not really know what is between
us when i talk
you butt in and when i
am silent
you begin to listen
which should have been
easier
if we remain silent
tonight
when i butt in
you must open
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Butt Town
The cops are well-groomed, with
Muscled physiques in butt town
Their tan uniforms are tailored in chic
In butt town
Any young black male who walks down the street
Is gonna get stopped by a car full of meat
But the girl with the hair
Flies by in her underwear-
Shes done nothing so far to deserve that car
When you live in butt town
You gotta get down
But in butt town Im learnin
In butt town Im earnin
In butt town Im turnin
Into my worst nightmare
Im tellin you, its a motley crew in butt town
Monday youre new, and friday youre through
In butt town
The producer is wily, and owns what he sells
The talent is eager to go straight to hell
Th tits are amazing, and everyones gazing
At some body part-
Thats the nature of art in butt town
All over butt town dreams have a show down
All over butt town values are thrown down
But in butt town Im learnin
In butt town Im earnin
In butt town Im turnin
Into my worst nightmare
In butt town baby
Im gonna be a star
Im gonna shake my butt far
Now here we go
Im gonna shake my butt
Shake my butt shake my butt
In butt town
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Silent
Silent when I have nothing to say.
Silent just to avoid the fray.
Silent when I am not sure.
Silent—I can't stand anymore.
Silent when you make me mad.
Silent I am when times are sad.
Silent when I am too shy.
Silent when I want to cry.
Silent as I carry life's load.
Silent... I may soon explode.
poem by Shaqueena Celestin
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I've gotten my butt kicked by the best. Jet Li beat me up the best, but Steven Segal can still kick a good butt. It's a different kind of kicking, though.
quote by Anthony Anderson
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Then Why Tease Me Like That?
'I'd like to scream as loud as I can,
At times.'
Me too.
'If it wasn't against the law,
I'd strip and jog along Main Street butt naked.
As if I was in first place in a Bare-All marathon.'
Me too!
'If someone would dare me,
I'd do it too! '
I dare you.
'Not you.
I'm talking about someone else,
Who is not talking to themselves...
Irrationally.'
Oh?
Irrah...what?
Irrationally?
So now you tell me,
You pay me no attention?
Then you lie.
A straight up bonafide liar.
It was just yesterday I heard you tell someone,
How you listen to your inner most thoughts...
With a giving to them first priority,
Before listening to anyone else.
And 'now' you say this to me?
'Listen,
Just chill.
Calm down.
No one's going to be jogging butt naked.'
Then why tease me like that?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There Are Those Who Irritate
in the same manner
there are those who are not irritated
they know how to maintain
poise
despite the storm
to be sensible despite
the plagiarism
they become more of themselves
as others
go beyond their nature
they are silent when you speak
they remain silent
even if you are silent too
oh, they are just themselves
despite the
volcanic eruptions
oh, they remain calm
even if
all are screaming
running
even if the world is dead
they remain
growing like moss
like lichens
like cockroaches like flies.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ugly!
I hate to talk
about ugly kin
But I had the butt-ugliest
lil’sister
We had to tie a pork chop
round her neck
Before my daddy
would even kiss her
Not only was my sister ugly
Even more so was my baby brother
When he was born, the doctor slapped his butt
Then turned around
And slapped my mother
poem by David Whalen
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Ode To The Fanny Queens
It takes a super butt;
To prove the strength,
Of a frail seat of power
and of deposit of the user,
of same seat of power,
From the butt and of a squeekey
Butt; the user of the seat
of power
Who can laugh at ones self,
is the winner over all,
of the glorious seat of power.
heres "to you from"
poem by Roman Pierre Van Parijs
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I almost didn't name Butt-Head 'Butt-Head.' I came real close to calling him something else.
quote by Mike Judge
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Background
You wish to find something in my background,
To soundly pound into the surrounding ground?
I've tested and teased and experimented too.
There is nothing that I hide,
In my background from you.
In fact my honesty may be more than you believe.
Every hair on my butt has been inspected for all to see.
And I keep in shape...
Just in case,
I am dared to moon!
My dignity I pride.
With an identity I trust!
But if you must probe into my background...
You can begin with my butt!
I am told it is one of my assets.
And I know that when I strut!
Proud am I to be so blessed...
With an abundance of 'gifts'
I shared and love to give...
With a less expected arresting seriousness,
Some live to inhabit within limited exhibits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I can't hit a ball more than 200 yards. I have no butt. You need a butt if you're going to hit a golf ball.
quote by Dennis Quaid
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You've Got a Stuck Up Butt
You've got a stuck up butt.
And you want to keep it strutted,
Like you spreading it on butter.
But, you've got a stuck up butt.
'So What, ' You say.
And get out your face.
But, you've got a stuck up butt.
'Enough! '
Oh no...
I'm gonna follow you wherever you go!
So you'll know your butt's stuck up.
And I'm here to unstick it with my...
Quick wit!
If I get a minute!
So What, ' You say.
And get out your face.
'Enough! '
Oh no...
I'm gonna follow you wherever you go.
So you'll know your butt's stuck up.
And I'm here to unstick it with my...
Quick wit!
If I get a minute!
(And I'm here to unstick it with my...)
Quick wit!
If I get a minute!
(And I'm here to unstick it with my...)
Quick wit!
If I get a minute!
(And I'm here to unstick it with my...)
Quick wit!
If I get a minute!
(And I'm here to unstick it with my...)
Quick wit!
To get next to it!
You've got a stuck up butt.
And you want to keep it strutted,
Like you spreading it on butter,
In my mind!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A silente creature
The silent creature
populates the human
minds
A silent creature
is invisible but
reliable and fizzy
This creature is
silent because she
needs to be
understood, refined and
she wants a
lot of aids
A silent creature
is an explosion
of life
To be a
silent creature is
a fresh and
wonderful sensation
A silent creature
is an angelical
messenger
She is a
happy, ancient, colorful
and vital imagine
A silent creature
tells many different
and interesting stories
Sometimes the silent
creature deceives to
defeat the racism
A silent creature
is defenseless from
the not curious
A silent creature
is a desirable
but desperate and
suspicious person
A silent creature
can be an
alter ego
She is a
guide of dignity
and human values
poem by Laura arwen
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Near Me
Ive been watching you from the corner of my eye
I cant stand it, be too close, cant stand it
Be too far and I cant say why, yeah
And as the shadow fades
Where you walk away
My secrets written all across my face
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, tonight
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, ohh
Oh, Ive been watching you from the corner of the sea
You are silent
Eyes of eyes
You are silent
Hands of hands
And I want them both on me
But in the quiet strain
The mention of your name
And Im running from you
And running to you all the same
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, tonight
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, oh tonight
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight
Round and round we go
The shadows dance by so slow
But only for me to know
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, oh tonight
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight, oh tonight
I only want you near me
I only want you near me
Tonight
Hey yeah
I only want you near me
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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Nothing is ever good enough 1
you say I'm dumb
I try to please you
Nothing is ever good enough for you
your supposed to love me and help me
instead your just like my mother
i hate you! ! !
i hate that i have to work my butt off while everyone gets to sit back and watch
i just want to take a break jazz
i have been on this since i got here in 7th grade
if i decide not to do good in college its my own fault
i just want to be able to not have you on my butt all the dang time!
you told me that I'm almost an adult
SO LET ME BE ONE! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Marissa Ford
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The Silent Service is all together too silent. It's important to begin to highlight the critical importance of the Silent Service to our national security.
quote by Rob Simmons
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Silent Girl [Reprise]
That silent girl broke my heart
That's her passing now
That silent girl I gave my love
It is her paid me with hurt
What would I say to this silent girl
When all she reply is silence
Maybe if I were to be a silent boy
I wound understand the tongue of silence
But I am no silent boy you see
But I love you like the waters in the sea
It flows and flows and never dries up
Please teach me to be a silent boy
So I can love you in silence
Share with you, your sweet and sad moments.
Silent girl of the river goddess
you are silent, I am silent,
Will you hear me?
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Deeper Penetration
He had eclipsed her comprehension.
And tried to avoid some actions with her,
He would like to mention.
He was already digging deep,
Through the surfaces
She preferred to reflect her image in.
Although she was a beauty...
She was a bit mentally thin.
And needless to say...
No challenge for him.
Although they enjoyed each other,
Until deeper penetration...
Of other thoughts would begin.
And to make her happy,
And perhaps get 'some' again.
He pretended to be focused on her banter,
While he thought of stripping her
And making love butt naked...
Within the hour,
That would upon them descend!
Deeper penetration
Deeper penetration
Deeper deeper
Deeper the sensation!
He thought...
And thought.
How to get those conversations to begin?
Between her and him!
And to make her happy,
And perhaps get 'some' again.
He pretended to be focused on her banter,
While he thought of stripping her
And making love butt naked...
Within the hour,
That would upon them descend!
And it was just after eleven...
When deeper penetrations he wished,
Did begin!
And she licked his ears,
Whispering...
In each,
What she expected he loved to hear!
In them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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March...A Springtime Tease
Just a touch of Springtime
Only a spritzle or a pat
That's all of Spring
That March will bring
You can bet your butt
On that!
April will be more fruitful
With showers, flowers and such
But March is just a springtime tease
Promising way too much
March is like a Model T
As a month it should be retired
It's only got enough Spring, you see
To make your butt feel tired.
poem by David Whalen
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At A Certain Distance
at a certain distance
when you begin to talk
and i begin to be so silent
you become an alien
to a certain point a monster
and i shrink into a very tiny
shrimp waiting for my
big whale to swallow me whole.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Difficulties with women
It’s difficult to dress a woman
According to her wish,
It’s easier to undress a woman
Against her wish.
It’s difficult to argue with a woman
Because she is always right,
It’s easier to agree with her
Without any fight.
It’s difficult to find the words
A woman would like to hear,
It’s easier to keep silent
If you want to be her dear.
It’s difficult to guess her mood
So that to be understood,
It’s easier to tell her a funny story
And once more to say: sorry.
It’s difficult to explain
How much you miss her
It’s easier to give her a kiss
For her to remember you and miss.
It’s difficult to remember
All woman’s wishes and dates,
It’s easier to make a fete
She could enjoy every day.
It’s difficult to stand
When a woman cries,
It’s easier to listen
When she tells you lies.
It’s difficult to pretend
When you don’t love a woman
It’s easier to play a fool.
To play games without any rule.
There are many difficulties
You can find with women
But I would say without a doubt:
There is always the way out.
Anyone can add much more
To the words I’ve said above
If you have life experience
And know the science of love.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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