Travis The Terrible
This is an adorable little creature called Travis The Terrible
It lives in toys, trees, towers, and transformers
A Travis eats toads, trampolines, tornados and tomatoes
It likes trucks, ticks, tortillas, and tests
It tortures, teases, tricks, and treats
It took my television and with a twist turned it upside down just one of its little tricks.
poem by Jasmine Robert
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Dog Now Tricks
I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important and make it seem profound
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didnt say what I meant to say
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies, everyone cheats
Not like youve done
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Dog new tricks
Nothing youve learned will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
Nothing you learn
song performed by by Garbage
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Dog New Tricks
I wish I had not woke up today
Everyone mistakes the things you say
Take the simple truth and
Twist it all around
Make it sound important
Make it seem profound
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
Everyone I know has gone away
Died or left or just forgot to stay
Sometimes took for granted
Sometimes turned away
Sometimes didn't say what
I meant to say
Dog new tricks
Nothing you learn will stick
Dog new tricks
You make me feel so worthless
I never would have pegged you
For what you have become
Everyone lies
song performed by by Garbage
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Within the Alamo
He drew a straight line
Across the dirt floor:
Within, it was death-still--
Without, was a roar
And a scream of the trumpets:
Within, was a Word--
And a line drawn clean
By the sweep of a sword.
No help was coming, now--
That hope was done.
No more the free air,
no more the sun
Bright on the blue leagues
Of buffalo-clover.
Travis drew a line
And they all crossed over.
Travis had a wife at home,
Travis was young;
Travis had a little boy
Whose tight arms clung,
But Travis saw a far light
Shining before:
Travis drew a sword-cut
Across the dirt floor.
And now the old fort stands
Placid and dim,
Blinking and dreaming
Of them and of him;
And now past the Plaza
Other tides roar,
since Travis wrote "Valor"
Across the sand floor,
And the guns they will rust,
And the captains will go,
And an end come at last
To the wars that we know,
But as long as there travails
A Spirit in man,
In a war that was ancient
Before Time began,
Here will the brave come
To read a high Word--
Cut clean in the dust
By the stroke of a sword.
poem by Karle Wilson Baker
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My cat
Written for a friend who has a cat called Midnight Ninja
My cat jumped out of a window
Three storey building tall, out of curiosity
If he had spoken to me about the city
I would have taken him there by car
Don't know how my cat survived
Guess that is why he had nine lives
My cat is dark black and slim
Midnight Ninja I call him
We work together well as a team
I have taught him a few tricks
Sometimes he does not know
Which of the tricks to pick
He can stand on two legs
And he knows how to beg
For food when I am in a good mood
But he never knows when to stop
Tries to drink out of my tea cups
And whenever I get cross
And meow to him that I am boss
He just jumps up, right to the very top
I took my cat to a pretty vet
Whom we had just met
And all he did was get wet
Around her legs and hands
I had to pay her to understand
Sometimes he marks his territory with shit
I think he does that when on the heat
Or maybe because he eats and eats
Every morning
He waits silently on the floor
Waiting for me to open my door
Same old trick, he can be such a bore
I always give him a morning pat
Even though he is lazy and fat
Yes Midnight Ninja is my cat
Without the rat and the mat
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I was in a band called Hooker for a while.
quote by Travis Barker
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Imagination
Imagination plays me most intolerable tricks.
To enumerate them all would be unbearably prolix.
Just a trifle bids them gather and a trifle bids them go.
And they tease me and torment me more than anyone can know.
Tricks of strange, disordered action, tricks of strange disordered thought.
Tricks of seeking explanations most unprofitably sought.
But my will is learning daily, when the creatures growl and leap,
That a stern voice and a stinging lash will drive them back to sleep.
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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And I was in another band called Flash In The Pan, which was soca, Latin music, down in Laguna Beach.
quote by Travis Barker
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In 1996, I was in was in an acoustic kind of rock band, we were called Feeble. We were just playing locally.
quote by Travis Barker
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I was playing with the Aquabats, and then I quit to join a band called Suicide Machine in Detroit.
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I learned the songs and played the gigs, and then they called me about a month later. They told me they were like super stoked on me and asked me to join their band.
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The Dog That Talked
I have a dog
that talked...
You know like the
one in the TV
show series...
The Family Guy..
Except my dog
is a German
Shepherd...
And she’s pretty
smart...too...
She can do
tricks...
And she can
beg really good
for tricks...too.
Does your dog
talk?
poem by Lisa Parks
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Tricks Are For Kicks
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
But few can come to see,
Or agree upon a need...
To dismiss those old tricks,
That have not yet to fix...
And economy that bleeds,
From kaput hypocrisies.
It must be faced quick,
How foolish the risks...
Of wishing to succeed,
With kaput hypocrisies.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
But few can come to see,
Or agree upon a need...
To dismiss those old tricks,
That have not yet to fix...
An economy that bleeds,
From kaput hypocrisies.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve...
Attracts a jeopardy,
In reach!
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
And...
Tricks are for kicks,
To amuse a purpose!
But a magic to achieve,
Attracts a jeopardy.
There is an emergency,
That has an urgency.
And...
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
Tricks are for kicks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The City Mouse And The Garden Mouse
The city mouse lives in a house; -
The garden mouse lives in a bower,
He's friendly with the frogs and toads,
And sees the pretty plants in flower.
The city mouse eats bread and cheese; -
The garden mouse eats what he can;
We will not grudge him seeds and stalks,
Poor little timid furry man.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Katrina: Lady Of The Lake
And in the morning when the rain stopped shining,
The Lady picked daintily over waters tainted
With twisted wrecks of once-high trawlers.
The North wind blew flecks of lilies, pieces of
Sheds...crowding waves of last October.
Last October, Halloween month.
Tricks of hope, treats of tears.
Blue, blue string clouds. Sun shining on
Bags of ice, trucks of food.
Sagging faces, waiting in line. Whining children
Hanging on luck of one bowl of Cheerios.
He told the Lady to go home...she was not needed
To stroll the waters, hold the tides.
That, she did.
And through the murk Her voice went out,
Called Heaven back, biding, waiting...
Until Heaven was furious...boats' hulls' brimming.
Mortgages know nothing of Heaven, or a
Lady grinning.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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Bureaucracy By Demigods
bureaucracy is minor
power abused by ego
inflated individuals
who abuse authority
or an organization
of non-elected officials
a governmental or
organization which
implements the rules,
laws, functions
of their institution,
often characterized
by excessive
officialism
corruption
rabid red tape?
Georgia-Rose Travis
said “... and 'it's' all
gone arse upards cos
certain people can't get
their *&^% sorted...
can't read legislation
or apply the relevant
laws to my situation...”
as you are already
aware Georgia
sometimes those not
worthy of being in
charge should be
removed from office
and their policy of
“changing the bloody
goal posts” is best
removed buried
with them for greater
good of the people
Dedicated to Georgia-Rose Travis.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When Margaret Comes To Town
When you were a kid you recieved no good instruction
And your mother was never nowhere to be found
This lies were yelled and the truth was seldom spoken
Thats what you get when margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When margaret comes to town
When your thoughts are twisted and distorted
And your children are forced to choose sides and lie down
And the kepper is screaming drunk running around naked
Its for your pleasure when margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When margaret comes to town
Oh, but those who believe in her
They cut off their noses to spite their faces
Leaving you the little one scared and lonely
Who really cares about you now
So if you see her coming man youd bettertake cover
She stays down at the dark end of a frown
And just like the sirens that are so sweet singing
Its better just to leave when margaret comes to town
When margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When margaret comes to town
She likes to keep things upside down
When margaret comes to town
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Bluegrass is really a big part of my background.
quote by Travis Tritt
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But really, anytime, I play on a practice pad as much as I can.
quote by Travis Barker
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I like Steve Gadd, everything he did with Steely Dan. There's so many. I like everything.
quote by Travis Barker
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My chops are still up, even though I'm not still in high school.
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