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  • #311812

    nice one toy i like that xx

    #311813

    Edgar Allen Poe I think he is very underated as a poet.

    Annabel Lee

    Edgar A. Poe

    It was many and many a year ago,

    In a kingdom by the sea,

    That a maiden there lived whom you may know

    By the name of Annabel Lee; –

    And this maiden she lived with no other thought

    Than to love and be loved by me.

    I was a child and she was a child,

    In this kingdom by the sea;

    But we loved with a love that was more than love –

    I and my Annabel Lee –

    With a love that the wingéd seraphs in Heaven

    Coveted her and me.

    And this was the reason that, long ago,

    In this kingdom by the sea,

    A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling

    My beautiful Annabel Lee;

    So that her high-born kinsmen came

    And bore her away from me,

    To shut her up in a sepulchre,

    In this kingdom by the sea.

    The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,

    Went envying her and me –

    Yes! – that was the reason (as all men know,

    In this kingdom by the sea)

    That the wind came out of the cloud by night,

    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

    But our love it was stronger by far than the love

    Of those who were older than we –

    Of many far wiser than we –

    And neither the angels in Heaven above,

    Nor the demons down under the sea,

    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul

    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: –

    For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams

    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

    And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes

    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: –

    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side

    Of my darling – my darling – my life and my bride,

    In her sepulchre there by the sea –

    In her tomb by the sounding sea

    #311814

    A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

    Edgar A. Poe, 1827

    Take this kiss upon the brow!

    And, in parting from you now,

    Thus much let me avow-

    You are not wrong, who deem

    That my days have been a dream;

    Yet if hope has flown away

    In a night, or in a day,

    In a vision, or in none,

    Is it therefore the less gone?

    All that we see or seem

    Is but a dream within a dream.

    I stand amid the roar

    Of a surf-tormented shore,

    And I hold within my hand

    Grains of the golden sand-

    How few! yet how they creep

    Through my fingers to the deep,

    While I weep-while I weep!

    O God! can I not grasp

    Them with a tighter clasp?

    O God! can I not save

    One from the pitiless wave?

    Is all that we see or seem

    But a dream within a dream?

    #311815

    gotta remember that one TBD, was quite enraptured by it

    #311816

    Suicide in the Trenches

    I knew a simple soldier boy
    Who grinned at life in empty joy,
    Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
    And whistled early with the lark.

    In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
    With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
    He put a bullet through his brain.
    No one spoke of him again.

    You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
    Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
    Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
    The hell where youth and laughter go.

    Siegfried Sassoon

    #311817

    Many people will walk in and out of your life;
    But only true friends will leave footprints in yourheart….

    To handle yourself, use your head;
    To handle others use your heart.

    Anger is only one letter short of danger.

    If someone betrays you once, it is their fault;
    If someone betrays you twice, it is your fault.

    Great minds discuss ideas;
    Average minds discuss events;
    Small minds discuss people.

    Those who lose money;lose much.
    Those who lose a friend lose much more;
    Those who lose their faith, lose everything.

    Beautiful young people are accidents of nature;
    But beautiful old people are works of art.

    Learn from the mistakes of others;
    You cant live long enough to make them all yourself.

    Yesterday is history,tomorrow is a mystery;
    Today is a gift;thats why its called the present.
    8) dont know the authors name but I love it.

    #311818

    Dance Me To The End Of Love

    Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
    Dance me through the panic ’till I’m gathered safely in
    Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
    Dance me to the end of love
    Dance me to the end of love

    Leonard Cohen

    #311819

    ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.

    “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
    The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
    Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
    The frumious Bandersnatch!”

    He took his vorpal sword in hand:
    Long time the manxome foe he sought —
    So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
    And stood awhile in thought

    And as in uffish thought he stood,
    The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
    Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
    And burbled as it came!

    One, two! One, two! and through and through
    The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
    He left it dead, and with its head
    He went galumphing back.

    “And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
    Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
    O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
    He chortled in his joy.

    ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.

    #311820

    Some of the lyrics from the Mighty Boosh

    Firstly… Eels!

    Eels up inside ya
    Findin an entrance where they can
    Eels up inside ya
    Findin an entrance where they can

    Boring through your mind, through your tummy, through your anus, eels!

    Eels!

    Eels (x14)

    Give it up now!

    Eels!

    Eels, eels, give it up now!
    Eels, eels, give it up now!

    I was obselete
    I couldn’t hear the beat
    Staggerin about on me old mans feet
    I had one foot in the grave
    But now I’m nu rave!
    But now I’m nu rave!

    It’s a mash up!
    Pie and mash up!

    Elements of the past
    And elements of the future
    Comin atcha
    I’m the hitcher
    Let me put you in the picture!

    Eels up inside ya
    Findin an entrance where they can
    Eels up inside ya
    Findin an entrance where they can

    Elements of the past and the future combining to make something not quite as good as either…

    And my favorite, the trampoline song, so much fun! :lol:

    Bouncy Bouncy
    Oh such a good time
    Bouncy Bouncy
    Shoes all in a line
    Bouncy Bouncy
    Everybody
    summersault,
    summersault
    Summertime
    Everybody sing along
    Bouncy Bouncy
    oh such a good time
    Bouncy Bouncy
    White socks slipping down
    Bouncy Bouncy
    Styletos are a no no
    Bouncy Bouncy oh
    Bouncy Bouncy oh
    Everytime i bounce i feel i could touch the skyee

    mighty boosh 8)

    #311821

    Sharon, sometimes I wonder if you’re really taking it seriously

    ” red sky at night, shepherd’s delight,

    meat and potatoes…….. Shepherd’s Pie ! “

    ( w i n k )

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