In The End, A Sad King
ROAMING free, in a spell bound
dream, there are snakes here,
dangerous snakes, and the isolation
of a drunken king. one man grapples,
another crys, another throws himself
into the wicked night.
ROAMING free, into the devels arms,
theres are drugs to make you like him,
and drugs to stop your heart.
there are snakes here, dangerous snakes,
and the isolation of a drunked king.
ROAMING free hand to hand, there is
hope here, and death to a wicked king.
poem by David Gerardino
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Kings Of Trash
ROAMING free, in a spell bound
dream, there are snakes here,
dangerous snakes, and the isolation,
of a drunken king, one man grapples,
another crys, another throws himself,
into the wicked night.
ROAMING free, into the devels arms,
theres are drugs to make you like him,
and drugs to stop your heart,
there are snakes here, dangerous snakes,
and the isolation of a drunked king.
poem by David Gerardino
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Seeing The Edges, Of Dad.
ROAMING free, in a spell bound
dream, there are snakes here,
dangerous snakes, and the isolation,
of a drunken king, one man grapples,
another crys, another throws himself,
into the wicked night.
ROAMING free, into the devels arms,
theres are drugs to make you like him,
and drugs to stop your heart,
there are snakes here, dangerous snakes,
and the isolation of a drunked king.
poem by David Gerardino
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Snakes In The Grass
Snakes in the grass
sliding and slithering
furtively so slow,
can attack so quickly
but at least you know.
The real snakes in the grass
sidling and creeping
slowly so you won't see,
approach from out of nowhere
lest they be
noticed at all.
They watch the fall
then slither away
and take it all,
your peace, your harmony,
your way of existing
as they are co-existing
right in your sight.
These are the snakes
that speak with forked tongue
to our innocent ones, oh so young.
They coerce them like the
serpent in Eden.
So our youth
can't ever stop the bleedin'.
For snakes in the grass
are leading the way
with everything false
into moral decay.
How do we stop these
snakes in the grass?
They've been around
since time's begun.
We must turn a deaf ear
to every last one.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Snakes
Listen to them hiss and rattle!
Snakes in fear...
A way of life comes to a close.
And from under rocks...
They've been shakened and shocked,
From their comfort zones.
Listen to them hiss and rattle!
Snakes awakened,
Feeling threatened...
But certainly not mistaken.
For a diminished way of life,
Too many for too long have condoned!
A venom inflicted,
Now comes to afflict them.
No longer can they sting and bite.
In sight they are now for everyone to see...
Just how desperate,
Snakes can be.
When they are revealed...
To be the reason behind the poisoning done.
And snakes they are!
Doing their best,
To keep themselves from getting stung!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Poor Snake Charmer's Charming Daughter!
Though she's beautiful
Nobody comes behind her?
One day in the class room
Literature teacher asked her to write an essay.
She wrote with a piece of chalk
On the black board;
'My father has three snakes
Hope, Prosper and Dancer their names.
And when the snakes dance in the market place
Papa is very happy and he brings us sweets & money home.
We have no venom and why the venomous World
Looks at us on a different angle?
Because of these snakes we get a sound sleep in the night
As the thieves never jump over our rickety fence?
Though we eat bread crumbs father never forgets to buy
Their daily three eggs!
I dream sometimes that I marry a rich & handsome snake-Prince
And my poor father rests on a couch in the palace corner? '
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I don't mind snakes. Growing up in South Africa there were a couple a snakes around... and I'm not talking just about the government!
quote by Trevor Rabin
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Snakes are just very instinctive to me. I've been playing with snakes since before I could walk. It doesn't matter where or what it is, from the biggest to the most venomous.
quote by Steve Irwin
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I want to be free
I want to be free
Like a kite, Dancing in the sky.
I want to be free
Like a wind, Blowing over the sky.
I want to be free
Like a balloon, Going up to the sky.
I want to be free
Like a plane, Roaming above the sky.
I want to be free
Like a bird, Flying trough the morning sky.
I want to be free
Like a cloud, Trampling trough the mild sky.
I want to be free
Like a sun, Watching the world from the sky.
I want to be free
Like a moon, Hanging and smile in the dark sky..
I want to be free
Like a rainbow, Darting high to the sky..
I want to be free
Like a child, Dreaming about the endless sky..
To be free; Wondering about the sky.
Snakes & Lovers
I just dont understand it,
Well theres something at our door
Now were fighting together,
As dogs of war
When the moon is shining,
And youre wrapped around our sins
Then our souls starts a-howling
And the show begins
Over where the city starts,
Something comes and slips into its heart
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
In our garden of eden,
With the poison in disguise
We had grown love together
In paradise
Now utopias falling
And the messages are clear
That the evil is crawling,
And fear is near
Now temptation comes to try,
So I bite the apple of my eye
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Now youre alone in your room,
And all of the walls they are turning
And down on the streets where I walk,
The light on my eyes it is burning
So come on and take me, my dear
And bear the fruits of what we know
Then our minds will be clear,
And our hearts will not let go
Just one more step and we will be over
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Snakes And Lovers
I just dont understand it,
Well theres something at our door
Now were fighting together,
As dogs of war
When the moon is shining,
And youre wrapped around our sins
Then our souls starts a-howling
And the show begins
Over where the city starts,
Something comes and slips into its heart
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
In our garden of eden,
With the poison in disguise
We had grown love together
In paradise
Now utopias falling
And the messages are clear
That the evil is crawling,
And fear is near
Now temptation comes to try,
So I bite the apple of my eye
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Now youre alone in your room,
And all of the walls they are turning
And down on the streets where I walk,
The light on my eyes it is burning
So come on and take me, my dear
And bear the fruits of what we know
Then our minds will be clear,
And our hearts will not let go
Just one more step and we will be over
Snakes and lovers,
Try to shed our sins
Were undercover,
But its slipped beneath our skins
Snakes and lovers,
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
Holding on in the night
Are you sleeping tight?
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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The King Cobra
The king is on the prowl
It doesn't walk, but crawl
Ordinary prey is not in its mind,
Its hunts only its own kind.
It can grow up to fifteen feet,
Swallows its prey whole and neat
Like a lion hunting wild buffalo and striped zebra
The king hunts rat snakes and speckled cobra.
The king is very reclusive and shy,
But when threatened can stand up and
Look at you, eye to eye,
What a spectacle to watch, o' my
You have to see the king atleast once, before you die
.
7/5/06 rokwd CR V.Aarella
poem by Vikram G. Aarella
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Fikus
Fikus dreamed a dream for me
It cost me nothing it was free
He dreamed of walking in the sand
Of blossoms forming in his hand
Of kitchen cake and cedar shakes
Of waterfalls and yellow snakes
Of earthen dams and hydrofoils
Of watching water til it boils
Of holding forth from singing words
Of flying south with flocks of birds
None of this was charged to me
For as I said it was for free
song performed by by Phish
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The Kiss
The snow is white on wood and wold,
The wind is in the firs,
So dead my heart is with the cold,
No pulse within it stirs,
Even to see your face, my dear,
Your face that was my sun;
There is no spring this bitter year,
And summer's dreams are done.
The snakes that lie about my heart
Are in their wintry sleep;
Their fangs no more deal sting and smart,
No more they curl and creep.
Love with the summer ceased to be;
The frost is firm and fast.
God keep the summer far from me,
And let the snakes' sleep last!
Touch of your hand could not suffice
To waken them once more;
Nor could the sunshine of your eyes
A ruined spring restore.
But ah-your lips! You know the rest:
The snows are summer rain,
My eyes are wet, and in my breast
The snakes' fangs meet again.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Kick
Hey, Miss Magdalene girl sympathy mind hey, Miss Magdalene girl power. Power off, yeah grant a flesh show meek inherit nothing but death song queen sex go-go moving like a bad dream promised so long ago blessed art thou among women is this easy come is this easy go mingled with fear you get what you wish, wish, wish, wish, wish Gabriel get out this is my Nazareth wicked joy trembling town wicked joy be a raging machine chosen worthy to explode a king a king, king, king, king, king, king, king, king drilling down deep inside heartache tests the pain girls on the bar swing around danger does the same Magdalene, Magdalene, Magdalene, Magdalene peace grants suspicious crashing like some animals southern terror claws scream
song performed by by White Zombie
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Unravel
The bat unravels
His life
By flying high inside the dark caves
But also people went into the dark caves where the bats were
And they never made a sound
Also I congratulated them because they are brave
Eventhough inside of the cave was water and they went for a splash Also
But they caught some eel for them to have for dinner
But the german men that went in the cave found so many water snakes and He caught some water snakes for his dinner and he grilled The water snakes Outside the caves but the other people had to eat The eel raw
But the German men said that the snakes tasted so good that Reminded him of grilled chicken
poem by Aldo Kraas
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what GOD says to all those snakes...
this afternoon some snakes come into the house
(literally not those snakes with slimy skin
and without feet)
for there are snakes that walk like real people
complete with heads and
other usual parts like the way your friends look like
when you dine
and you pay
when they tell you stories and you listen
and you know
that these are all not true
but because of respect you nod just the same
and say, ok, ok, i agree
this afternoon these snakes come to the house
and we had coffee and biscuits
the usual afternoon talk and bonding
i may not have changed, but they do not know that there is also the fox in me
but still considerate and forgiving and patient and kind
all giving
they ask for rice and viand
and they talk about their undeserved poverty
and without questions
i give them what they ask and pray for
no harm
nothing big for such a kind man like me
i am not an angry man
my hands are open, my fingers are spread
like tributaries from the rivers to the seas
sometimes my fingers ache for these friends are snakes and they all
love to bite
blood flows from my tips
and the carpet gets stained
but i am not an angry man
and i am as patient as ten spiders webbing from one wall to the other
well, normal as i am
i get fed up sometimes and tempted to shout and drive them away
but i look to the sky
and talk to my God and then i begin to ask silently
all those questions
how to deal with snakes
and God says: 'my son, these snakes are your brothers and sisters
feed them well, please me
for i am the owner of the sea and the land and the sky
yours is but a coin
a patch, an atom
and so negligible
in fact, my son, you own nothing, you only manage what i own
and give you
feed them all, make them comfortable
do not argue, do not say a dirty word
look at me, they bit me too
but did i say a word? you haven't heard me
for like you, snake or man or god
you are all my children....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I do identify with St. Patrick, not just in name. He drove the snakes out of Ireland. I intend to drive the snakes out of the State House.
quote by Deval Patrick
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People don't like to feed live mice and rats to their snakes. Now we have a regular meat food that they will eat. Ninety percent of the snakes will eat this food and love it.
quote by Dick Van Patten
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Coronation
At the king's gate the subtle noon
Wove filmy yellow nets of sun;
Into the drowsy snare too soon
The guards fell one by one.
Through the king's gate, unquestioned then,
A beggar went and laughed, 'This brings
Me chance, at last, to see if men
Fare better being kings.'
The king sat bowed beneath his crown,
Propping his face with listless hand;
Watching the hour-glass sifting down
Too slow its shining sand.
'Poor man, what wouldst thou have of me?'
The beggar turned, and pitying,
Replied, like one in dream, 'Of thee,
Nothing. I want the king.'
Uprose the king, and from his head
Shook off the crown, and threw it by.
'O man, thou must have known,' said he,
'A greater king than I.'
Through all the gates, unquestioned then,
Went king and beggar hand in hand.
Whispered the king, 'Shall I know when
Before
his
throne I stand?'
The beggar laughed. Free winds in haste
Were wiping from the king's hot brow
The crimson lines the crown had traced.
'This is his presence now.'
At the king's gate, the crafty noon
Unwove its yellow nets of sun;
Out of their sleep in terror soon
The guards waked one by one.
'Ho here! Ho There! Has no man seen
The king?' The cry ran to and fro;
Beggar and king, they laughed, I ween,
The laugh that free men know.
On the king's gate the moss grew gray;
The king came not. They called him dead;
And made his eldest son one day
Slave in his father's stead.
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
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Sin City
Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free
CHORUS:
I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city
Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready,
Look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaigne on ice
song performed by by Offspring
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