Abandoned Luncheonette
They sat in an abandoned luncheonette
Sipping imaginary cola and drawing faces in the tabletop dust
His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on this mans army
They were old and crusty
She was twenty when the diner was a baby
He was the dishwasher, busy in the back, his hands covered with
Gravy
Hair black and wavy
Brilliantine slick, a pot - cleaning dandy,
He was young and randy
Day to day, to day... today
Then they were old, their lives wasted away
Month to month, year to year
They all run together
Time measured by the peeling of paint on the luncheonette wall
They sat together in the empty diner
Filled with cracked china
Old news was blowing across the filthy floor
And the sign on the door read this way out, thats all it read
Thats all it said
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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The pity of pities
In a year,
You brought me
Ten years younger.
In a month,
You sent me
Ten years older.
In a year,
You exuded my
Hormones to that of a lad.
In a month,
You defused it
Far less to one older than me.
In a year,
You kindled me
To soar to the peak.
In a month,
You bundled me
To plummet to the ditch.
But in a year,
You activated in me
The finest faculty.
It is in a month
That you motivated
It to result in fruiting.
In a month of setting,
Impulses suffered a lot.
Intellect reaped a lot.
Stress breeds in one
The best
Though in the process,
It upsets
Him, the pity of pities.
Can you put me back
To saddle high in the track?
13.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Medley: Hallelujah / Last Month Of The Year
(l. cohen/traditional)
Hallelujah was originally contained in leonard cohen's various positions, while last month of the year is a blues traditional. on the cd booklet this song is credited only as hallelujah.
I heard there was a secret chord
That david played and it pleased the lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Baby i've been here before
I've seen this room and i've walked this floor
I used to live alone before i knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not some victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when i moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Well, maybe there's a god above
But all i've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
[and here starts last month of the year]
Tell me what month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Tell me what month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Got january, january, march oh lord
Got april, may and june lord
You got july oh yeah
September, october and november
Got the twenty fifty
December is the last month of the year
What month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
What month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Got january, february, march oh lord
Got april, may and june lord
You got july oh but
September, october and november
Got the twenty fifty
December is the last month of the year
(thank you melbourne)
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Concerning The Shows
A very enjoyable diner!
And concerning the shows that took place;
But, look and see what goes on around you.
The overhauling,
Rampant,
And like my diner and your dinner at school!
But, this sweet muse of love is coming through us.
Dreams,
Adore,
Come to crave,
Bidding,
Shallow,
Swallow;
But, when will it be the best time to hit the jackpot? ! !
And like the psychological weapon around you.
There is a sign in heaven,
There is a sing on earth,
But, it will appear somewhere for someone to see it;
However, it was all about this great diner!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Married Mans A Fool
(willie mctell)
Had a friend, louie brown, he was a deacon
Just as wise as he could be
Now I realized he could read the good book
Back from revelations down to genesis
You know last sunday morning we was over to the church
My buddy wants to take him a stand
And he looks out upon that whole congregation
The good book in his hand
Now he cast his eye about, and then he looks over in the amen corner
All the sisters commenced to shout [whatd he say ? ]
He said a married mans a fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
She stick by you all your life the chances is mighty slim
Now you read the good book, chapter twenty-one:
Every married woman got to have a little fun
Read on over chapter twenty-two:
Its a sin to let that woman make a fool outta you
Now you read a little further, chapter twenty-three:
She two-time you, brother, like she double-crossed me
Read on back, over chapter ten:
She shimmy one time, you got the problem again
cause a married mans a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him, I mean, loves nobody else but him
Well, a married mans a fool to think that his wife
Loves nobody else but him
She stands by you all your life the chances is mighty and slim
Now you read on over twenty-fifth page:
Married womens, lord, is hard to engage
Read kinda careful, chapter twenty-six:
Back door slamming you got to learn to get it fixed
Read on out, chapter twenty-eight:
Whos that back slidin out through the back gate ?
I believe Ill close on chapter twenty-nine:
Woman get tired of the same man all the time
cause a married mans fool to think that his wife love nobody else but him
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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This Is The Army Mister Jones
sheet music version:]
A bunch of frightened rookies were list'ning filled with awe
They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law
They stood there at attention, their faces turning red
The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said
This is the Army, Mister Jones!
No private rooms or telephones
You had your breakfast in bed before
But you won't have it there any more
This is the Army, Mister Green!
We like the barracks nice and clean
You had a housemaid to clean your floor
But she won't help you out any more
Do what the buglers command
They're in the Army and not in a band
This is the Army, Mister Brown!
You and your baby went to town
She had you worried but this is war
And she won't worry you anymore
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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August....
August is the month for kids it’s the last few weeks of freedom before a new school year begins.
August is the month where many parents are excited that its here cause they don’t want their kids home alone.
August is the last month before fall begins.
August is the only month that has fewer holidays than most months.
August is the month where most teens are happy because it means that it’s the last school year for most.
August is the month that I really don’t care for but I also like as well.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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Did You Read The Morning Paper
(Nickolas Ashford/Valerie Simpson/R. Monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why you've been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isn't the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Did You Read The Morning Papers?
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson/r. monica)
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
There on the front page was a picture
Of a crowd as they watched a parade passing by
And through the haze of last nights sleep
Something familiar caught my eye
There was a couple looking so much in love, yes
They had a front line view
And as I pulled the paper closer
I realized standing next to her it was you
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Now I know why youve been working late each night
And no longer have desire to ever hold me tight
And your busy, busy schedule was all a lie
Oh, even the dream with a bonus, oh just another alibi
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Did you get the news today
Did you read the morning paper
Isnt the picture very clear
Where do we go from here
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headlines
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine
Oh, what now
Did you read the morning paper
Did you get the news today
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Black &Amp; White
read all about it tell me
have you heard the news
captain bob he don't pay no dues
you know he's looking in my window
he's stepping on my toes
don't want the truth and it goes to show
i got a joker up my sleeve
i know what to believe
it ain't right just because it's in black and white
find yourself a hero
treat him like a friend
you build him up and tear him down again
it don't hold a candle hold it to the light
check it out is it wrong or right
is this the news of the world
it's just a pretty girl
she's all the news that's fit to print in black and white
inside information taken down note by note
a silent footstep that's all she wrote
shit that's all she wrote
no need to worry the baby's gone to bed
dreaming dirty dreams in black and white and read
now i got nothing to fear
is this the scoop of the year
headlines on my bathroom wall in black and white
song performed by by Deep Purple
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Newsflash
Guess what's on the news today
another young life wasted away
boy,16, shot in the chest
should everyone walk around in a bullet-proof vest?
Guess what's on the news today
another young life wasted away
girl,14, stabbed in the heart
teen death rates soaring off the charts
Guess what's on the news today
more lives have been wasted away
2 boys in their teens
unfulfilled, broken dreams
Guess whats on the news today
more and more people just turn away
hiding their faces from any spot of light
we all live in darkness, we all live with fright
poem by Joanna Xxx
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I had a crunch
When I was in standard nine
(now grade eleven)
I had a crunch
on my English teacher.
She was very young
maybe twenty-one,
(must have matriculated at seventeen)
and had a cute
or rather beautiful face,
was slender
with soft dark hair
hanging to her shoulders
and even softer
dark brown eyes.
She never raised her voice
(not even when I and Daan
would cause a small fight
to be sent out to the winter sun)
and in her class
we had a lot of fun.
She read the poem of the highwayman
and at times
I still hear her sweet voice
and the noise
of the hooves coming on.
That year we did
Shakespeare’s Othello
about the brave black general
and his white girlfriend,
was caught in the tragedy of
to Kill a Mockingbird,
read Jonathan Livingston Seagull
and played Neil Diamond in class
and live really was a blast
until she left at year end
to be married.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I'm not able to go in with an act that I use month to month year to year all the time. It's constantly evolving and changing and that keeps me on my toes but certainly adds to the challenge.
quote by Alan Thicke
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Black & White
Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord)
read all about it tell me
have you heard the news
captain bob he don't pay no dues
you know he's looking in my window
he's stepping on my toes
don't want the truth and it goes to show
i got a joker up my sleeve
i know what to believe
it ain't right just because it's in black and
white
find yourself a hero
treat him like a friend
you build him up and tear him down again
it don't hold a candle hold it to the light
check it out is it wrong or right
is this the news of the world
it's just a pretty girl
she's all the news that's fit to print in
black and white
inside information taken down note by note
a silent footstep that's all she wrote
shit that's all she wrote
no need to worry the baby's gone to bed
dreaming dirty dreams in black and white
and read
now i got nothing to fear
is this the scoop of the year
headlines on my bathroom wall
in black and white
song performed by by Deep Purple
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A week, a month, a year
How long is this waiting?
A week, a month, a year
I can’t count the days anymore
How long is this yearning?
A week, a month, a year
I barely feel the difference
How long is this goodbye?
A week, a month, a year
Is the end is forever?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wondering
I sit in silence
as another month
draws to a close
wondering what the new month
is going to bring.
Slowly the year
is gradually slipping away;
soon it will be Christmas
and New Years day.
I will then sit in silence
wondering where the year has gone
and ponder
what the New Year will bring.
30 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Mildew on Milestone!
The old Sailor makes knots with his shoestring
And he hears the last year's rattling sound of fallen leaves
in the Autumnal breeze!
He collects the scattered pastels on the floor
that belongs to his grandson
And he sketches a drawing while he sees the wet nappies
of the next door new born baby's cloth line.
Hot Sun still looks young in the midday
And he smiles looking at the calendar and whispers;
'O the month of May how soon it's going to be finished?
And the June comes his beloved wife's birthday
with a big numeral and he counts the copper sulphate pennies
in his antique wallet!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Idle in June
She dares not let the world hear her speak,
She's getting thin and looking meek,
A grey hair is splitting in her widows peak
She lays idle in the month of June.
Her hands are cracked and stained from mud,
although she bathes in lathered suds
There's a little of me inside her blood
She lays idle in the month of June
She carries child at her old age,
She's stuck inside her fleshy cage,
Her father birthed her insidious rage
She lays idle in the month of June.
They locked her in a cell up high,
The crime of seeking suicide
Some women they are born only to die,
She lays idle in the month of June.
One day, I know, I'll see her soon,
How I loathe the month of June,
We'll met again come the next new moon,
I won't forget her, idle in the month of June.
poem by H.J. Shreeve
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Speeches of Happiness
Such happiness happens when we are cruel,
Then people congregate to sin and sigh,
Signals are in science, scientific people sign us
With formulae too sincere, theirs is the cure.
One doctor ships a solution to be received
By another professor, whose books read as
Speeches of some happiness, innocence lives.
Begin to touch the paint of a wall,
This needs to be cleaned from the hands,
And so the professor must read his speeches
For they need cleaning.
Happy work needs revision to be included
In the next sector of the spiritual heaven.
A plane of material existence shelters me,
And the space of this cloud and universe shakes.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Cleaning Myself Up
after a series of
circumlocutions like i were an acrobat
in a Chinese show
i come back
to where i am
to being an island again
on a river bank without
a boat
on two separate distant banks without
a bridge
we have depths too just like
dark blue lakes
back to this choice of
isolation
on the thinking that i am different
that both of us
must not be hurt unnecessarily
because they are very different from us
as this time they are
toasting glasses of champagne to each other
celebrating life
and enjoying a banquet under their
lucky stars
back to writing and you are back
into computations
how many seconds are there in a boring day?
how many insignificant days make up a year?
and then it is Christmas
you remind me on day
after i come out from the bath room giving myself another shower
to freshen myself up as i shake off the water from my
white hair
cleaning myself
shaving off those extra hair
in my nose and
armpits
busy, busy
as though i am a miner with black dusts of coal all around my body
twenty days underground
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Over The Wall We Go
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
I know all the best ways to break out of here
I helped a young laddie called ivan
I bundled him over the wall last night
Then he climbed back and he grabbed me tight
He uttered some words that i can't say to you
'cause he remembered that he was a screw
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
My name is henry though some say i'm thick
I've spent half me life in and out of the nick
My mum sends me presents to keep me in style
Soggy old cakes and hundreds of files
Now i sussed all them files i'm a clever young man
Now i look stupid with manicured hands
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
Spoken:
"double 3, 421" "here"
"double 3, 422" "gruesome"
"double 3, 423" "i'm here"
"double 3, 424" "hello"
"double 3, 425" "hi"
"double 3, 426, double 3, 426, where is he?"
"here, keep it up the ledge another course and we're out"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
My name is regie the scandolous mind
I got seven years so i gossip my time
I gave all the tickbits and pieces of newt
I'm a privilidged corpse and my uniform is blue
The new lads would ask me if i am a screw
I'll tell them oh cheeky not even for you
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "happy new year
song performed by by David Bowie
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