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Shoulder

pains on his shoulder
creepy
like snakes looking for
the big bite

poisonous
lethal bite for the night

dead ma
a white man does not understand
what is it

deadma
no one's dead here

it simply means
the unmindfulness of the surrounding pain

or the itch
and the scratch

the fingernails have reasons
not to scratch anymore

too disturbing
too important to be give the attention

leave them do whatever they want
and just like anything else
they too leave
when not a pinch of attention is given

or the pain becomes a part of routine
like a the chase of the blinking signs of traffic on the road

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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Bite dog

Street dog

Bite another dogs...

Bite

men and women...

Bite cat...

Bite...

Bite...

The dog bite all

At night time

One car was dash

The dog

Dog was dead...

Dog dead body on

The street...

Nobody watch him...

Bite dog is

Politkal dog...

Or monky dog...?

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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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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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, 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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Chicago Is So Two Years Ago

my heart is on my sleeve
wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness
that means that i believed
every single lie you said (and learned from the best)
cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap negates
the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
she took me down and said:
"boy's like you are overrated. so save your breath."
loaded words and loaded friends
are loaded guns to our heads
cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap
negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
you want apologies
girl, you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you'll get
is this curse on your lips:
i hope they taste of me forever
there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's
with every breath i wish your body will be broken again

song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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1%

All the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people! I don't know?
They wont leave you alone
You gotta be just - be just like them

Biggest gang I know they call the government
Gang is a weapon
That you trade your mind in for
You gotta be just - be just like them

The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%

Trouble comes down
Like a foot steppin heavy
Shake your fist
At the bitch
Or wave your money
You gotta be right
You gotta be right
Don't be no
Supper for a big fish
With the big lip
And the over -
Bite - bite

You gotta bite
Bite - bite - bite - dabita
Bite - bite - badadabita
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Bite - bite - bite - bite

Sll the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people I don't know?
They wont leave you alone!
You gotta be just - be just like them

The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%

song performed by by Jane's Addiction from Jane's Addiction
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My Red Joystick

The first bite of the apple made eve smart
The second bite taught her how to break mens hearts
The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff
But she never got to the fourth bite
That says enough is enough
Enough is enough, baby, Ive had enough of you
You can keep your dresses, you can keep your jewels
You can keep the color tv, those soaps just make me sick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
Eve kissed able, thats how he got murdered by cain
Abraham gave up his son, to keep his wife away
And even the lord almighty
Speaking from the trenches to the pits
Spoke for all of mankind, when he said
Take the porsche, take the kids
Take the stocks, baby, take the rugs
Take those roses from my poor heart wilting
But, please, please, hey, please, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick
Eve drank apple cider, eve brewed good apple wine
Eve cooked up stewed apples, knew how to have a good time
She came into the bedroom, raised her skirts up high
She said, if a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, baby
Give me a piece before I die
Hey, eve take a bite of my apple
I know you think youre pretty slick
The one thing I ask you to leave me is my red joystick
My red joystick, ooohhh, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, baby, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick
Hey ..., my red joystick
Ooohhh, red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
... red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
My red joystick
...
(my red joystick, my red joystick)

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Leave That Noise On The Street

If you want your pains from you,
To go away to stay.
You've got to massage them down.
And give them attention needed.

Massage them done.
And those pains will go away.
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
A believer!
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
A believer!
If you've got someone who's with you,
And...
Not uptight.

If you want your pains from you,
To go away to stay...
You've got to massage them down slowly,
Everyday.

You've got to massage them down slowly...
Everyday.
You've got to massage them down slowly...
Without delay.

Muscles in your legs pain,
Everyday.
And the muscles on your back too!
Everyday.
Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.

Muscles in your legs pain,
Everyday.
And the muscles on your back too!
Everyday.
Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.

Even the muscles in your neck pain,
Everyday.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.
Why don't you let me comfort you,
Every-day.

I'll help those pains you've got with muscles,
To go away.
I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.

I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.

I want you here and near to be relaxed with me...
And leave that noise in the street,
To leave us peacefully.

And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street to leave us peacefully.
Just leave us, peacefully.
Just leave us, peacefully.
And leave that noise on the street.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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SUICIDE is not a WANT but a NEED

Suicide is what I want
Suicide is what I need
To live without these feelings
growing within me.

You said I cut for attention
You were right on some level.
In the beginning that is what it was for
Attention.
But even though you found out
you left me alone without care or doubt
you thought that after seeing a counsler
I would be just fine
but I want what is supposed to be mine
the attention of others
and no lonliness for thee
its what I want
not these feelings within me.

Pain and suffering
is what I feel now
Pain and suffering
there is no hope now.

If you wished to help me
give up your hope
for now I am
eternally broke.

The puddle is bigger
The puddle is black
The puddle is swelling
and cannot come back.
My blood rushes forth
in a river of red
till it congrigates
and Im dead.

poem by Michelle Dickson
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Be a Man

i leave my pain on leaves,
torn edges
tears
that turn to diamond
in the cold

i leave my pain on window glass
tinged red
kalidascope

i leave my pain on whispers breath
the wind sweeps dust to form
a tooth
to bite thru truth and justice to
rip
thru understanding

i leave my pain in puddles
murky grey and wet
the ripples can't reflect the fear
obscured the light denied

i leave my pain in alleyways
rubbish filth and spoil
rapt
tightly coiled poised to strike
a snake rests in my skull

all venom and no reason
a fired bullet forward
searching
hunting for
a target

a tiger growls in my guts
ready to tear out flesh and smile

poem by Jamie Dewyer
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sadness
i cant feel anything
pain
have bruises all over me, crying myself to sleep
wonder
if u still care about me

sadness
i cant love you anymore
pain i wish i was not alive
wonder
when you will hold me again

sadness
i miss your touch on my body
pain
my heart hurts and i cant see anything
wonder
when i will stop wishing i was dead

sadness
the moments we had replay in my head over and over again
pain
why did u leave?
wonder
if you really loved me

sadness
i cant stop crying
pain
part of me is dying
wonder
WHEN WILL THIS END?

poem by Taylor Marie
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The Hippo and The Mosquito

The huge happy hippo asked his mosquito friend,
“Why must you sting when it does nothing but offend?
Your bites really hurt and then they itch for days.
Think of something new and try to change your ways.
The sweet honey bee has a stinger much like you,
But instead of causing pain, helps flowers paint a view.
Can’t you turn that stinger into a thing for good?
Please stop all the suffering and do as you should!

The munching mosquito landed on the hippo and said,
If I don’t sting every day, no doubt I’ll soon be dead.
Blood is my diet so I must sting each and every day.
I know you eat just plants, but I can’t be that way.
Hurting others is the only way that I can live.
I depend on others and the suffering that I give.

Huge hippo understood what the munching mosquito said.
Then thought to himself, “Maybe he’d be better dead! ”
Just then hip hippo had an idea for this bug.
He said, “Maybe all your poison could be made into a drug.
Snakes have used their venom to make medicines for good.
You can help all those suffering as you know you should.
If you can be like the snakes, you’ll bring happiness and bliss.
Then each hurtful, itchy bite will be like a friendly kiss.
As for your diet, if you smile and bring cheer,
Maybe, instead of blood, you’ll start to like root beer! ”

poem by Gregory Huyette
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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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Dare To Be Stupid

Put down your chainsaw and listen to me
Its time for us to join in the fight
Its time to let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Its time to let the bedbugs bite
You better put all your eggs in one basket
You better count your chickens before they hatch
You better sell some wine before its/its time
You better find yourself an itch to scratch
You better squeeze all the charmin you can while mr. wimpoles not around
Stick your head in the microwave and get yourself a tan
Talk with your mouth full
Bite the hand that feeds you
Bite on more than you chew
What can you do
Dare to be stupid
Take some wooden nickles
Look for mr. goodbar
Get your mojo working now
Ill show you how
You can dare to be stupid
You can turn the other cheek
You can just give up the ship
You can eat a bunch of sushi and forget to leave a tip
Dare to be stupid
Come on and dare to be stupid
Its so easy to do
Dare to be stupid
Were all waiting for you
Lets go
Its time to make a mountain out of a molehill
So can I have a volunteer
Theres no more time for crying over spilled milk
Now its time for crying in your beer
Settle down, raise a family, join the pta
Buy some sensible shoes and a chevyrolet
And party till youre broke and they drive you away
Its ok, you can dare to be stupid
Its like spitting on a fish
Its like barking up a tree
Its like I said you gotta buy one if you wanna get one free
Dare to be stupid (yes)
Why dont you dare to be stupid
Its so easy to do
Dare to be stupid
Were all waiting for you
Dare to be stupid
Burn your candle at both ends
Look a gift horse in the mouth
Mashed potatoes can be your friends
You can be a coffee achiever
You can sit around the house and watch leave it to beaver
The futures up to you
So what you gonna do
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
What did I say
Dare to be stupid
Tell me, what did I say
Dare to be stupid
Its alright
Dare to be stupid
We can be stupid all night
Dare to be stupid
Come on, join the crowd
Dare to be stupid
Shout it out loud
Dare to be stupid
I cant hear you
Dare to be stupid
Ok, I can hear you now
Dare to be stupid
Lets go, dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid
Dare to be stupid

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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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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Little Dogs at Play!

They paw each other’s face,
And scratch noses;
They bite at their legs,
And are off to a race.

From dawn till dusk,
They want to play;
In sun, they bask,
And pant all way.

A poor kitten,
They love to chase;
They wag their tail,
When happy always.

They love to bite
A piece of bone!
They fight o’er food
And gobble it.

When hunger’s gone,
They take a nap;
They bark at strangers,
Keeping them at bay.

They love to dance
In rain all day;
And chase the ball
Along the way!

And when they know
They’re being watched,
Like circus clowns,
They run, unmatched.

When they are trained,
They behave well;
When they are caned,
They unleash hell!

Most children love
To see them lick
Each other’s fur,
When one is sick!

And when tired,
They’re off to sleep,
O’er each other
For all to peep!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-08-08

poem by John Celes
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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 Best Love Yet To Get

There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.

And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.

Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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