The Magnificent Buffalo
Ah, the Buffalo, a magnificent beast
Especially the American breed
Their head so huge and strong
As they graze on natural feed
So many ways they are depicted
So many colors as well
But I just love to travel
Where the live Buffalo dwell
They go back many years
Traveling across the plains
At one time they began to dwindle
Not many of them remained
But they’ve made a comeback
And aren’t we glad they have?
For we are proud of this animal
Quite a sight with a mom and her calf
So where ever we see this animal
Whether real a statue tall
Nothing is quite like it
It’s a sight we’ll forever recall!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Buffalo Watching
Have you ever gone Buffalo watching?
Oh, I have and it’s just the greatest thing
Especially if you’re right out in the open
It’s nice if it’s summer or late spring
The babies are so adorable too
Staying right close to their moms
There is no animal that is as beautiful
With such class and wonderful charm
Their massive heads are the part
Of this amazing animal I love most
If you wander into their world
I’m sure they’d be the perfect host
But be careful, folks if you get out
Of the vehicle that you’re riding in
If that huge animal gets ahold of you
You would really go for a spin
I hope you get a chance some day
To mix right in with the crowd
The Buffalo crowd of course I mean
They’ve made our country so proud!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Beauty of the Buffalo
Have you ever been up very close
To an animal so extremely large
That you feel quite insignificant
You know you are not in charge?
But you find the beauty of this animal
Is overwhelming to the core
You want to stay there forever
It seems that it is what cameras are for.
That’s how it was for me, my friend
It was in Yellowstone Park that I saw
The Buffalo very close to me
I know that this animal is a major draw.
The Buffalo’s head was simply enormous
And captivating was the face
If only I could have felt secure enough
To get out of my car for a quick embrace.
But no, that was not the case, I’m afraid
We kept on driving very slow
So we did not miss a single moment
As we enjoyed the beauty of the Buffalo!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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The Escapade
In our lovely city of Chennai,
A big trench was deeply dug, nigh
To the neat pedestrian platform,
For laying pipes of forms and so on.
There came a corpulent buffalo,
And on the muddy trench low,
Espied its calf struggling in woe;
With celerity, it sprang down to tow.
The passers-by, saw the two-some,
Bracketed in the trench—so awesome—
Some passed by, speaking with pity;
The playful brats in glee, sang a ditty.
Some passed by engrossed in their own care,
Some flew past with no time to spare for the pair;
Something must be done to retrieve—some thought—
‘ Nothing by us could be done'—so some fought.
Some youth got down to the trench,
And got badly hurt in the wrench,
Ah! They lifted the calf with gay success,
But the big buffalo they couldn't harness.!
Meanwhile there formed a crowd around,
And some pronounced 'Let's the police sound.'
The police force spurned with disdain,
'To extricate a buffalo is not in our domain.'
Some inclined the ‘Blue Cross' to call,
And some ushered in the Fire Engine to haul,
Each according to their own fine thought,
Acted to bring the struggling buffalo caught.
The ‘Blue Cross' van hastened to the spot,
The men tossed strong ropes looped in a knot;
The animal ran hither and thither in fear,
They couldn't capture it though sincere.
From a far away place landed the fire-engine,
Even their efforts couldn't the buffalo pin!
Next day to arrive with improved elements,
The exhausted men left with wry laments.
Then the twilight gave place to dark night,
And the crowd dispersed from the location right.
The poor calf borne to the platform stood lonely,
And the buffalo was inside the trench standing impatiently.
Now the buffalo with maternal love was alone,
It's eyes with brightness, sparkling shone,
It saw it's calf, waiting with filial love anxiously,
And in a jiffy, the buffalo jumped up triumphantly!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Animal Boy
Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an Animal Boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man
Don't have brain damage
I'm not an a wild savage
Don't push me around
Don't bring my head down
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
You don't know what it's like
You don't know how I feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal
You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stoneage
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
song performed by by Ramones from Animal Boy
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Animal Instinct
(Music: DirkschneiderKaufmannWienhold - Words: DirkschneiderKaufmann)
I don't wanna be another retro-man
I don't wanna be no part of your plans
I don't wanna be no diamond king
I just wanna pull the detonation pin
I won't give up a life of sin
You'll never tame the beast within
You can't abuse what I've got in here
My animal instinct is what you fear
And I howl - and I prowl
I am a raptor in time
And I howl - and I prowl
I am unbroken - creature of the wild
I've got an animal instinct
I've got an animal instinct
I don't wanna lead nor even dominate
Not a top-dog leader that only devastates
You know I'm free and I stand so proud
My animal anger - I shout it aloud
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Animal - animal - animal - animal - instinct
Animal - animal - animal - animal - instinct
[Chorus]
song performed by by U. D. O.
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An Animal Instrinct
Animal is a creature:
A mammal,
Or beast,
Can be a brute,
Or a swine,
At best as a human being...
Known as... a living thing!
Animal is made of:
A flesh,
Some skeletons,
Litters of blood,
A weight of brain,
With gut of feelings...
Excited by... a sexual drive!
Animal is of all sort,
Has different breed,
But one thing is universal...
Survival...is an animal instinct!
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Buffalo Gal
Buffalo {repeat 16 times}
Buffalo gal,
Youve had your fun
Your buttons undone
And the times right for slaughter
Buffalo gal
Youre thirsty and theres no more water
Like the lamb on the altar
And its sad to see you looking down and feeling blue
Try your best to get on up and see it through
In a while you might smile and see the sun
Oww, the day has begun
{chorus}
And buffalo gal,
Theyre closing down the old dance hall
Ummm, buffalo gal,
What we gonna do now?
Buffalo gal,
Due to these circumstances
Theres no more dances
Buffalo gal,
[buffalo] all your chances of further romances
Will have to be nil
til I can get it sung
Is a shame your only claim to fame is jessie james
You know his middle name
Thats very strange
Stranger, you knew a friend called the friendly ranger
Oh, ya shared the danger
{repeat chorus}
Buffalo {repeat 16 times}
Buffalo gal,
You must try a big step
Youve got a big jump ahead
Buffalo gal,
The show left town
Spreading sunshine all around
And its bad to see ya, ooh, lookin blue
Dry your eyes and Ill apologise for all the lies
Try a smile and in a while, just in a while
Youll be smiling through
Ooh, buffalo gal,
Theyre closin down the old dance hall [buffalo {repeat 10 times} gal, gal]
And buffalo gal,
Oh, you look so good somehow [buffalo {repeat 9 times} gal]
Oh buffalo gal,
Oh, thats such a pretty dress [buffalo {repeat 8 times} gal]
Buffalo gal,
The show left town [buffalo {repeat 8 times} gal, gal]
Buffalo gal,
Take a picture
Of buffalo gal [buffalo {repeat 10 times}]
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Animal
On reflection, it was not all wine on the wall
It was not all cuts and bruises
Or the pulling out of hair
And the bloodying of nose
And the tearing off of clothes, although
It was really animal, truly animal
There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air
Though it was really animal, truly animal
It could not compare to times we cared
And were in control and less emotional
While the intellect controls the spiritual
The animal respects whats natural
Ying and yang control mans actions
And both extremes are a natural reaction
It was really animal, truly animal,
Well there were times when there was absolute compassion in the air
On reflection it was not all crash and bang
Broken bottles and abuse
Sometimes there were sunsets on the sands
Holding onto caring hands
But there were vampire fangs
As the angels sang
It was ying and yang, oh yeah
It was truly natural, though it was really animal
In a sense it fell into a truly natural romance
Oh yeah,
It was really animal, truly animal
There were times when there was absolute compassion in the air
True love, true love, true love is really animal
song performed by by Kinks
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Public Animal #9
Me and G.B.
We ain't never gonna confess
We cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk
Well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of
Real cheap wi-hine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston
Where are you takin me?
I feel like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein
But she got a Frankenstein
Yeah, I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Number Nine
Number Nine Number Nine
Number, Number Nine Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Numbergh Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Nurrrgh Nirrrgh
Errrrrrrrrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Ni-yine
Public Animal Number Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Naaaaaaaagh
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Animal Farm
This world is big and wild and half insane
Take me where real animals are playing
Just a dirty old shack
Where the hound dogs bark
That we called our home
I want to be back there
Among the cats and dogs
And the pigs and the goats
On animal farm
My animal home
On animal farm
My animal home
While I lay my head upon my pillow
Little girl, come play beneath my window
Though shes far from home
She is free from harm
And she need not fear
She is by my side
And the sky is wide
So let the sun shine bright
On animal farm
My animal home
On animal farm
My animal home
Girl, its a hard, hard world, if it gets you down
Dreams often fade and die in a bad, bad world
Ill take you where real animals are playing
And people are real people not just playing
Its a quiet, quiet life
By a dirty old shack
That we called our home
I want to be back there
Among the cats and dogs
And the pigs and the goats
On animal farm
My animal home
On animal farm
My animal home
On animal farm
Animal farm
song performed by by Kinks
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A Best Emperor!
Besides poet, people birds, animals too love freedom;
Lion may be king of jungle but elephant is emperor!
This big, best emperor called gentle giant is humble
And accepts to bless devotes, escort Temple deities!
This huge animal emperor is kept as van in temple slot,
A humiliating sight to see, yet it humbly accepts the role!
For stomach satisfying food emperor surrenders, serves
And sustains with faith and gratitude to men and God!
A wonder to see freedom loving natural animal living so!
Is it a fate or destiny for the best emperor to live so here?
Child like and divine looking elephant is chiseled as God
Called as Lord Ganesha is animal, man and divine in one!
When will this big, best emperor get freedom from man
Know not, think I, whenever I see standing before Temple?
poem by Ramesh T A
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Great Herds
there were great herds
of buffalo then...
racing wildly across
the plains,
bodies painted,
ponies nostrils flared,
bow and arrow ready...
to the victor
the spoils...
a prayer of gratitude
to the spirit
of the beast....
meat for the long winter...
maybe even a taste
of raw liver...
there were great herds
of buffalo then...
when the people
of the earth
were free!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Cope With It
Some ideas are beautiful
like lions being noble kings
but seeing the lion feed with
bloodied mouth and flies a-
round his head, is horrible
The idea of nature being in
synch, an animal only taking
what it needs to eat - sounds
perfect - but seeing a buffalo
mom abandoning her calf
To stay safe with the herd is
heartbreaking - idea is good
but execution terrible, some
things are charming only in
theory, symbol, allegory
The real life situation of blood
death and dust, does not in-
spire - spirituals claim holy
circle of life, all things strive
towards being and light
But the 3-dimensional sensory
world in which every living thing
provides sensory experience
that shocks and hurt - how
can we learn
To cope with it?
TV channel 261 - Nat Geo
Wild - Lion Battle Zone
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Love Has Many Faces
Love has many faces as we all know well
And love is a thing you cannot buy or sell
The love that grows between a woman and man
Though sometimes such love does have a brief time span
The love of a mother for her daughter and son
Of all the great loves doubtless the greratest one
She remains as their mentor and their greatest friend
And their character and honour at all times she defend
Love in the animal and bird World even than human more strong
For love of his family and borders the bird sings his song
The animal mother for her young will die
Those who tell animal love is not strong are broadcasting a lie
Of all of the great stories we wish to recall
Perhaps stories of love are the greatest of all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Animal Song
I am an animal
Proud to be one as I walk on the naked earth
My animal limbs and my whole body free
Free from the constraints of human society
Free from the chains of cultural identity
Free from the guilt of the original sin
I am filled with the pleasure of being alive
I thus embrace all which is animal in me
On each breath I take I am one with animal nature
I cast aside all symbols that mankind invented to enslave
And all the absurd religions and arrogant ceremonies
I live only to see my reflection on the purity of nature
I live to run, swim, or fly with all beasts
I rejoice as my feet sink in the primeval muck of existence
And exude the essence of all my ancestors
I sing with each breath I take
I sing to my own materiality
I am made of seas, clouds and mountains and all natural phenomena
I let extinguish forever all feelings of shame
The corrupting images of the supernatural
And the inherited instincts of cruelty and power
I reject the notion that heavy labor ennobles
When in fact was created to submit and humiliate
I bow or pray to no one.
I sing to nature and to my animal freedom.
poem by Alpino Dovis
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Animal Men
Animal men do think a dangerous weapon is kind,
And fortunate songs are written due to states
Inside a few mirrors, noses are pinned to smell.
The smell of a finger is like guests,
And eating may concern you further with disgust.
My mirror is made going to, my animal man
Is in his mirror, and why does this action be learnt?
Learning a real intelligent manliness
Has sprinted our action and reflected our thoughts
In the mirrors that display hard facts about gods
Of the world. Of a success is the man who abstains
From animal acts, each of them are bright yet harm is in their sight
And felt by the fingers.
Each harmful man is some kind of animal,
And the mad are those who can be not sane.
poem by Naveed Akram
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One Blue Buffalo (Sestina)
Snow swirled and blew over the plain
the minutes melted into hours
the frosted buffalo stood still
solid against the breath of time
it faced life and death with scotch
colored eyes, affected by nothing and no one
each winter struggle the buffalo won
illustrated mastery of blue sky and plain—
wicked winds and flying ice could not scotch
survival that desperately depended on each hour
it was the buffalo’s time—the natives’ time
and without hesitation it remained still
history remembers lost time, still
it is accepted by most and accurate to no one
misrepresentations are drawn by this time—
what happened on the buffalo’s plain
or in the blue of each pond, each hour
history changes—reality is scotched
wicked truths, told through fifths of Scotch
through the gaze of the present hold time still,
moments disregard the buffalo to becomes ours,
the blue past of many is unwillingly chained to one—
ancient sunsets over purple and yellow plains
are prisoners of industry, technology, history and time
ancient senses remain unaffected by lavender, sage or thyme
they cannot revive what books have done to scotch
the blue buffalo that dotted the wicked plain
the petrified past is bound to remain still,
years, days, faces, herds, species become one—
books have the inability to retrieve a single hour
or a history that is the buffalo’s, the natives’, ours
when books are replaced by computers, in time,
history will be reborn, all of our days will become one
technology will distort this time, scotch
our truths, a hundred thousand sunsets will remain still
billions of blue lives will paint a picture that’s plain
our truths and a past we’ll never know become scotched
time is irrelevant when lives mesh to singular sights—everything’s still
one blue buffalo stands on a museum wall in the whirl of winter winds, silent against time’s plain
poem by Jane L. Carman
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The buffalo is a surprisingly stupid animal.
quote by Ellsworth Huntington
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Skym
Do you still feed the animal
Animal finger
Finger on the phone
Curve around corners
Do you still feed the animal
Your muffled voices
Up this ideal head
And the wires come in
Open us
Close us
( slide beneath the city )
Slide beneath the city
And the feet in the streets above us
( and your voice again )
And your voice again
( and your voice again )
( and your voice again )
I dont want you to call again
Do you still feed the animal
Muffled madness
Quiet calm pervade her
I couldnt go trought this again
You said you love her
You know you love her
You never want to be without her
You said you never want hurt her
You know you hurt her
I
How many lives you lives
How many hurt you done
How many times you come to this place
How much you want it
You said you love her
song performed by by Underworld
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If there were no elephant in the jungle, the buffalo would be a great animal.