Mutual Itch One Lonely Night
this mutual each we have
one lonely night
when the moon sails in the
black sky
and the stars are too near
like lilies to the sailboat
on the placid lake,
i scratch my itch
you scratch yours
but what about our backs
those parts that i cannot reach
and you cannot reach
too
we follow the natural law
i'll scratch your back
and you scratch mine
no more no less
we are just
but friends,
tonight
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Itch and Scratch
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
Just like a train
on a railroad track
You go away today
and tomorrow come back.
Try taking an aeroplane
instead of a car,
then hop on a rocket
to a distant star.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
And just like an itch
you’ve got under my skin,
this is a situation
that I just can’t win.
Please give me a break
and get off my back.
Get out of here
and don’t come back.
You’re just like an itch
that keeps coming back.
Every time I itch
I have to scratch, scratch, scratch.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Scratch My Back
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
One good turn deserves another
Be my love, Ill be your lover
Its all part of natures laws
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch yours.
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
Joy they say is in the giving
Come on give, make life worth living
Your welfare is my concern
Do a favour for me, Ill do one in return
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
Scratch me now a little lower
What a feeling do it slower
Thats it, hmm youre getting hot
Well I gotta admit, you just hit the spot
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
Like two peas in a pack, lets get rid of our itch together, hmm
If youll scratch my back then Ill scratch your back
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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I Scratch Therefore I Am
i scratch therefore
i am
a cat.....
(a tomcat
or a tiger on the loose of a safari in your mind)
you itch therefore
you are
a dog....(or a bitch
or a fungus in the
anus)
you itch and i scratch
therefore
we exist,
therefore
we are.
animates, needing something to thrive upon,
we evolve and get complicated, we revolve around something
and get a little
sophisticated,
we scratch some more, we itch some more,
no longer cats, or tigers, or dogs or bitches, we go beyond
these animated needs,
we somehow say
we need love this time...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Columind
What do you think you did here kid?
You're living like some rich kid bitch?
The scratch that make you flinch
Tha scratch that you can't itch
What do you think you got done here man?
You're putting on a show
What do you think you got done here kid?
Did you reach your killing goal?
Shame
song performed by by Filter from The Amalgamut
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Scratch The Surface
Scratch the surface serve a purpose
scratch the surface don't waste my time
Such empty life Such simple sheep night after night
herd to the creeps all hidden faults beauty is null
such shallow sight barely skin deep
What is the force that drives the superficial
tell me what keeps their minds remaining little
so afraid of what they'd see underneath the fantasy
so afraid to actually scratch the surface.
All mirrors hide Big money lies faillure inside
big lying eyes that's maybe why eyes are the soul
they take so much time big dollar signs
song performed by by Sick Of It All from Scratch The Surface
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The Gnat Nebulae
Full pummelling fisticuffs
Stitch over stitch
In and out
Imperceptibly kaleidoscopic
Swirling from ear to ear
Sporadic
Thrumming mystical notes
Notes of whisper
Whisper in the ear
Now a bothered swish of clawing
Cleaving slipping fingers
Immalleable rolling universal ball
Microcosmic needle into
Macrocosmic wool all
Silently thudding kneading pulling
Sealing a sin all opened unforgiven
Eternally whispering to a few
And never really heard
Pummelling sewing the invisible centre
Round and round the darkless sun
Only the end that began
Only a scratch and a bother
What bother to scratch
For scratching bothers
Bothers a scratch
Scratch and not to bother
Scratch Scratch Scratch
Dedicated to J.C. Alldridge
(©: T. Wignesan - Paris,1957; from T. Wignesan. Tracks of a Tramp. Kuala Lumpur-Singapore: 1961; first pub. in 'Forum Academicum', University of Heidelberg,1957)
poem by T. Wignesan
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Mutual Admiration Club Inc.
this is a world where
everything must be mutual
you scratch my back
and i will scratch your
we organize a club
which is exclusive this
Mutual Admiration Club Incorporated
in this way
we are all secure
in our own self made comfort zone
no matter if what we say are lies
and truth shall be envious about us
our motto: we shall survive
our vision: share happiness, and the sorrow
our mission: live and let live
and surely, we shall humiliate death.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One Small Ailment
ONE SMALL AILMENT
One small ailment is enough to destroy a mood and spoil a life’s good feeling-
One irritation can kill the soul-
Bodily beings holy as we are
We cannot endure the itch, the ague, the pain, the plague, the aching wound, the ‘thousand natural shocks flesh is heir to’
‘To scratch or not to scratch’ becomes the question-
Our pretensions mocked by our own small hurts.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The golden rule of cats that governs all relationships we have with people: you scratch my back, you scratch my back.
David Fisher in Conversations with My Cat
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Itch, Itch, Itch
should it not annoy me
what comes from single addition sound
itch, itch, itch
scratching my finger point
my heart is like free market
my brain is like full garbage
itch, itch, itch
there's worm army in my back
I get itch in my leg
itch, itch, itch
it's an itch in my mouth
I have sharpen my nail
I want to jump and scream
can I come to scratch you into pieces
the hands that touch me impolitely
the blunt mind that speaks empty
itch, itch, itch
you are just itch for me
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The Pack
A bit of metaphysics or a psychologic catch
Will sit upon my breast all day and scratch and scratch and
scratch. Now isn't it a pity that the ragged thorns of culture Should be tearing at my vitals, as Prometheus's the vulture?
I really have no liking for abstruse and subtle question.
I prefer to laugh in sunshine and to cherish my digestion.
But a pack of eager queries, barking, barking, hound me on,
Until I find an hour of life's pure delight is gone.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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Dogs In The House
since we love the dogs
who sleep with us
now we must feast
with all the fleas
we feel the rhythm
of their barks
we mark our lives
with dog ears
we master the art of
stand and sit and roll
and get that ball!
now scratch my back
as i scratch yours.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Loot
You scratch my back
And I shall scratch yours.
You ignore my lapse
And I shall ignore yours.
Let us live and loot the poor.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Gratefully Not Available
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
You call...
After all these years.
To have a confrontation,
Or to leave me in tears?
Which is it?
A call to see how I am doing?
To ask who I am screwing of late?
What audacity you have,
To think I am here waiting?
I'm surprise you're still alive!
I have no intentions to return to your jive.
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
I am doing well.
And I hope you are too.
I have no animosity in my heart for you.
I have gone on with my life...
Inspired and motivated.
Is that what you do?
You want us to discuss what went wrong?
You want us to reconnect,
To make what you left stronger...
From your point of view?
You must be crazed to believe those days,
With you I wish to relive.
To raise more havoc I rid from myself...
To invite back with you to live?
You're nuts!
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
And no matter what thoughts you had,
And still have of me...
I appreciate your call.
However...
Erase from your mind,
Any memories you believe I still cherish.
No thanks!
Scratch me off your list.
No matter where I appear on it.
In fact...
Burn it!
And connect this to your mind:
'For you there is not time!
It has gone.
And I am gratefully not available! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Tired Of The Rules Of The Game, I Sit...
i like to think that i owe no one a favor,
and so i refuse every opportunity
that i may derive when i give favors too
to another,
it is this way that this world looks upon
an investment
say of emotions, when one scratches your back
you too must give
her itch a scratch from you fingers
i hate this arrangement but this is how this world operates
mind you, i get tired too, having no one scratch my back because i
refuse scratching the back of another
at one time, i sit on the grass of a busy park,
looking and so blank and dumb, feeling that i am not a part of
this world, its rules not getting fit for my wholesome existence
away from independence into a world of flattery
and utilitarianism.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nobody Loves You
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody sees you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine
I've been across to the other side
I've shown you everything, i got nothing to hide
And still you ask me do i love you, what it is, what it is
All i can tell you is it's all show biz
All i can tell you is it's all show biz
Nobody loves you when you're down and out
Nobody knows you when you're on cloud nine
Everybody's hustlin' for a buck and a dime
I'll scratch your back and you knife mine
I've been across the water now so many times
I've seen the one eyed witchdoctor leading the blind
And still you ask me do i love you, what you say, what you say
Everytime i put my finger on it, it slips away
Everytime i put my finger on it, it slips away
Well i get up in the morning and i'm looking in the mirror to see, ooo wee!
Then i'm lying in the darkness and i know i can't get to sleep, ooo wee!
Nobody loves you when you're old and grey
Nobody needs you when you're upside down
Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground
song performed by by Lennon John
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