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Cemetry gates… (Smiths)…

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people, all those lives
Where are they now?
With loves, and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived
And then they died
It seems so unfair
I want to cry

You say : “'Ere long done do does did”
Words which could only be your own
And then produce the text
From whence was ripped
(Some dizzy whore, 1804)

A dreaded sunny day
So let’s go where we’re happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So let’s go where we’re wanted
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine

Sure!

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Strech out and wait (Smiths)

All the lies that you make up
What’s at the back of your mind?
Oh, your face I can see
And it’s desperately kind
But what’s at the back of your mind?

Two icy-cold hands conducting the way
It’s the Eskimo blood in my veins
Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day
Let your juvenile impulses sway
This way and that way
This way, that way
God, how sex implores you
To let yourself lose yourself

Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Let your puny body, lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Stretch out and…
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Let your puny body lie down, lie down

As we lie, you say :
Will the world end in the night time?
(I really don’t know)
Or will the world end in the day time?
(I really don’t know)
And is there any point ever having children?
Oh, I don’t know
All I do know is we’re here and it’s now

So…stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you consciously contemplate
When there’s no debate, no debate?
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
My head’s been wet with the midnight dew
I’ve been down on bended knee talkin’ to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel’s feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, “John go do My will!”

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down

Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin’ in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What’s down in the dark will be brought to the light

You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler,
The gambler,
The back biter
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down
Tell 'em that God’s gonna cut 'em down

I’m sure these poems are lovely, but I think a lot of us on this forum have difficulty reading long text. I know I do.

I think that’s why @everhopeful 's short poems go over so well on this site. They are short, crisp and to the point.

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Ok theres one for you from Beavis and Butthead

Uh huh huh
Huh uh huh
Hu uh uh

By the way, didnt see yours on here, so go be smart elsewhere

I wasn’t trying to be rude to you. I was just being honest.

There’s an old Spanish proverb which when translated means…

“He who tells the truth, better have a fast horse.”

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I think you are overreacting to what I wrote.

It’s not uncommon for Sz types to have trouble digesting long text.

I, for one am like that. I also can’t watch TV or movies…my attention span has gotten worse with this affliction.

No, i aint mad about it, it’s just my country started looking like yours, thats what’s bothering me.

I go now to pray for my soul.

frozen pond
foolish frog
splat

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I tried to read Zoa’s poems
All in one dose
But came to the conclusion
They were too verbose

…and if your country is starting to look like Canada, how can that be a bad thing?

“The world needs more Canada”

  • Bono

I used to listen to this all the time from a tape I made from J Cash’s last 4 albums.

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I like American Recordings, like 309,four strong winds…thanks @pob

Limb by limb and tooth by tooth
Stirring up inside of me
Every day, every hour
Wish that I
Was bulletproof
Wax me, mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it

Was bulletproof
Was bulletproof

So, pay me money and take a shot
Lead, fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate

And bulletproof
And bulletproof
And bulletproof
Bulletproof

For @anon39054230

In the next world war
In a jack knifed juggernaut
I am born again

In the neon sign
Scrolling up and down
I am born again

In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

In a deep, deep sleep
Of the innocent
I am born again

In a fast German car
I’m amazed that I survived
An airbag saved my life

In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

In an interstellar burst
I am back to save the universe

For @Wave and @ZmaGal

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“To Be a Bug With A Bold Mind”
They can take away my meds
And squash me easily
Yet my mind wants to protest
All the wrongs I see
What a sad thing
To live with such a contradiction
To amount to being a bug
Who wants to speak like a shark

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