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Paul Butters Apr 14
They’re really rockin’ in Bradford,
Off the Pennine Way.
Deep in the heart of Yorkshire
And all round Robin Hood’s Bay.
All over South Ossett
Down there to New Farnley.
Roast beef and Yorkie Puddings,
God’s County Yay!

Yull see ‘em rambling near Ilkley,
Right to the county line,
Sheffield steel and Wednesday –
A football team so fine.
Better still, Leeds United,
Greatest club of all time.

Yorkshire, Kings of Cricket,
Oh what a boon!
Get down that wicket,
We’ll be champs by June.
Down a ginnel or snicket,
See our Olympic Champs.
Coal Miner Picket,
Relight those lamps.

Racing pigeons and ferrets,
Stereotypes tha knows.
Over t’top in Lancashire,
Them there’s our foes.
We’re the greatest county,
Our pride really glows.
We know you all do hate us,
It keeps us on our toes.

So we’ll be rockin’ in Yorkshire,
What more can I say?
Us Tykes're as barmy as Barnsley,
So I’ll be on my way.

Paul Butters

(With due thanks to Chuck Berry and also The Beach Boys)
© PB 2\5\2016.  Slightly Amended 14\4\2023.
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Bipolar Poet Oct 2022
Stillness
or as the wanting eyes would
wish to see of beauty

But babe, love isn't always as patient
as who hasn't desired a feeling of that rush

Crush, crush, it's crushing my heart
waiting on proclaiming my love
But it's a heavy still; of being under a rock
                                      Love is so hard
Andy Chunn Sep 2022
It is with sadness and long remorse
That we entertain this curse of course
It’s most absurd, and that’s the rub
Introducing the Twenty Seven Club

Each decade we see the number grow
And wonder as the we see them go
Musicians so young, with hope and fears
Meet their demise, after twenty seven years

Robert Johnson was early, a master of blues
A roadhouse musician who paid his dues
Brian Jones helped found the Rolling Stones
And drowned in a pool while swimming alone

Alan Wilson at Woodstock played with Canned Heat
Took too many downers, his life was complete
The great guitarist, Jimi Hendrix gave thrills
But died in his sleep from too many pills

Janis Joplin, with energy and power of force
At age twenty seven died mainlining horse
The Doors Jim Morrison, one of a kind
Extinguished with drugs his poetic mind

Badfinger’s Pete Ham fortified with drink
Took his own life, another twenty seven link
And Kurt Cobain, Nirvana’s front man
Died at twenty seven, from his very own hand

Amy Winehouse, one of the members of late
Perceived a world full of anguish and hate
A talent with beauty, her hair black as coal
But alcohol toxicity soon took its toll

Not mentioned are many members left out
There is no time now to give them a shout
We hope they gather and sing in heaven
The members of the Club - Twenty Seven
So many....so sad!
Cause I can't be
Your restless refugee
On the run
Baby I'm not the one
And I can see
Endless possibilities
Without your guns
Baby your lies are done  

And I'm ashamed
Ashamed to become astray
Lost at all cost
Unable to maintain
This time fourth
And forever more stuck in parlay
Proceed to ones greed
Greed of today

Cause I can't be
Your restless refugee
On the run
Baby I'm not the one
And I can see
Endless possibilities
Without your guns
Baby your lies are done

Hallowed life
Life full of grief
Sacred sacrifice
upon a thief
Hobbies of robberies
Nightmare full of dishonesty
Lust for guts and glory
Never bothered me

Cause I can't be
Your restless refugee
On the run
Baby I'm not the one
And I can see
Endless possibilities
Without your guns
Baby your lies are done

Both hunger and thirst
Plundering lies
Lies came first
Followed by the cursed
Wasn't for the rain
The pain would never hurt
Coming undone
Just a negative sum

Cause I can't be
Your restless refugee
On the run
Baby I'm not the one
And I can see
Endless possibilities
Without your guns
Baby your lies are done

Harvesting hateful desires
Disgraceful taste
behind his gun to expire
blast comes the wrath
before the fire
Fountain the blood
thick as mud
dresses his attire

Cause I can't be
Your restless refugee
On the run
Baby I'm not the one
And I can see
Endless possibilities
Without your guns
Baby your lies are done
Gerard M Mar 2022
PATIENT 139 sits in 4/4 time

Craving peace of mind and a pen

To be the lyric "Stick your pen right up your story"

while feeling LOWER THAN LOW

As well as a TOURIST in their own life

Just saying COUNSELOR could you help me out, My time's gonna run out

But what they finally realized is that they found a COUNSELOR who's a singer

As well as counseling that's pop/punk music

The COUNSELOR is TESS STEVENS and the counseling is HER MUSIC
Some of the lines are lyrics taken from Tess Stevens's songs off of her ep Patient 139
Marya123 Mar 2022
I don't know you, but you're a part of me
With every beat, every lyric, every note, every key
And now that you're gone, I feel so lost, so empty
As though I'll spend life searching for you
Until we meet, perhaps in the afterlife
To ask you, why did you leave like this?
Why leave the earth to shine bright in the sky,
To be a revered, inspiring, light, lasting only a moment?
Help guide us home, lead us to a better place
Give us a sign, anything, to know that you're well
Remind us you're there, and you'll never be forgotten
I've never seen you live, how I wish I did
Perhaps I should have tried harder
Perhaps I should have listened more
Had I known you'd be gone now...
I would've done things differently.
RIP Taylor Hawkins.
Mark Wanless Feb 2022
lazy warm water
with fuzz patch green on large rock
young minnows swimming
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