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*Keanu, salvum fac pópulum tuum.      et benedic hæreditati tuæ;      Dona ad victoriam imperator,      super hostes eorum.      et ex quo imperium tuum,      habitationem tuam substravisti.*
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Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 6:48 AM UTC
Keanu, salvum fac pópulum tuum.
THERE WAS A SMALL BROWN BOY ALL ALONE, MY TROUBLES WERE NOUGHT COMPARED WITH HIS, A WAVE HAD TAKEN HIS FAMILY AWAY AND HIS HOUSE, AND NOTHING WOULD EVER BE THE SAME AGAIN - ALL THAT'S LEFT IS JUST THE PAIN; BUT THERE WERE SOME THINGS I COULD DO TO HELP, AS AN AID WORKER IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE RIGHT TIME - HE BECAME RATHER LIKE A SON OF MINE; NEW PEOPLE TO LOOK AFTER HIM WITH FOOD AND SHELTER PROVIDED WAS FORTUNATE, GOD WAS WATCHING OVER HIM AND HIS FATE, THE SCARS WILL TAKE TIME TO HEAL BUT WHEN I SEE HIM SMILE, I'LL KNOW MY HELP WAS WORTHWHILE.
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 2:00 PM UTC
PERFECT DAY
THE HALL WAS PACKED WITH EVERYONE DOING THEIR DUTY, PEOPLE FIDGETING, WIPING GRIT FROM THEIR EYES, CHILDREN RESTLESS, LATECOMERS FINDING A SEAT, THE PRIEST DRONED ON, A COUGH WAS INDISCREET; A STRANGER DRESSED IN WHITE WALKED THE AISLE, LIKE A PRISONER MOVING ALONG THE GREEN MILE, HE APPROACHED THE ROSTRUM AND TURNED AROUND, ALL OF A SUDDEN THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NO SOUND, THE MINISTER CONTINUED AS THO' PART OF A PLAY, HE SAID THAT WE MUST LEAD OUR LIVES RESPONSIBLY, LOVE THY NEIGHBOUR, DO AS YOU WOULD DO UNTO OTHERS, THE MAN IN WHITE HAD THE WORLD'S PROBLEMS ON HIS SHOULDERS, WE KNEW THEN THAT WE MUST DO WHAT THE SERMON HAD TOLD US.
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
THE SERMON
I CAN UNDERSTAND COLOUR, KNOW YOUR SHAPE, LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL GIVES ME HOPE, IT'S BEST TO PUT THINGS INTO PERSPECTIVE, AFTER ALL, A BRIGHT SMILE CAN ONLY BE REFLECTIVE; CAN YOU PAINT A WASH, EVEN DO A PICTURE? I ARRIVED AT A MASTERPIECE AVOIDING STICTURE, HOW WONDERFUL TO HAVE THE MONA LISA TUCKED UNDER YOUR ARM FOR TEN YEARS, NO MORE FEARS WHEN YOU REALISED THAT YOU WERE A GENIUS AFTER ALL, NOW YOU KNEW YOUR OWN WORTH RIGHT FROM BIRTH, SHOW ME SOMETHING WHICH CAN NOT BE SEEN, IN ORANGE AND BLUE AND SHADES OF GREEN, SHOW ME YOUR POWER AND THEN GIVE IT TO ME, I'LL MANAGE THE BRUSH STROKES OF LIFE PERFECTLY.
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Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 3:37 PM UTC
ART IN YOUR SOUL
THE LIGHT WAS RIGHT - A DUSTY YELLOW, DARK BELOW, NOT TOO HIGH AND NOT TOO LOW, WINE UNTOUCHED AND PICTURES ASKEW, KEEP YOUR SHOES ON WHATEVER YOU DO, SHADOWS MOVING AND SOULS PROVING THAT MAGIC STILL EXISTS BEFORE AND AFTER LOVERS KISSED, HEARTS BEATING AND MOMENTS FLEETING TO THE RHYTHM OF THE CLOCK AND HANDS THAT MOCK, FEEL THEIR WAY WITH DEFT SKILL - NOTHING ELSE MOVES, NEVER, UNTIL PASSION FLOWS AND ROSE UP LIKE SUNBEAMS FINDING POLISHED SURFACES EVER EXTENDING, ARCHED BACKS LIKE WILLOWS ABENDING, WITH WAIT AND GO - TOMORROW NEVER COMES.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:32 PM UTC
LOVING SUNDAY
ONE IS TO PICK UP THE OPEN PAPERS ON THE FLOOR, SHOWING EVENTS WHICH HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE, TWO IS TO LISTEN AND POINT OUT HERE AND THERE, THE THINGS I MISSED WHEN I COULD ONLY STAND AND STARE, THREE IS FOR COMPANY AND JUST TO MAKE ME LAUGH, I CAN NOT STOP, YOUR FACE, ONE VOICE, MY PATH, FOUR IS SPECIAL, UNRELENTING WITH RARE TALENT, HOW I MISSED YOU GONE WHEN YOU FINALLY WENT, FIVE IS QUIRKY JUST LIKE ME BUT THERE'S ONLY ONE SPACE AND SOMEHOW WE BOTH WRIGGLE INTO IT TOGETHER, SIX IS THE MECHANIC WHO USUALLY GETS THINGS DONE, ONE OF THOSE PERENNIALS YOU CAN REALLY DEPEND ON, SEVEN IS TO LOVE AND GUIDE ME ON MY WAY, GIVE ME MAGIC JUST LIKE HONEY SO THEY SAY.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
SEVEN FRIENDS
A DIFFERENT LIFE ON THE TAPE, NOT MINE BUT SOMEONE ELSE THIS TIME; THE HOUSE SMELLED DIFFERENT: LEATHER, TENDED FOLIAGE AND FRAGRANT AIR IF YOU TURNED OVER A PAGE, MY SHOES CLIP-CLOPPED ON THE FLOOR AND AN IMAGE STOOD FRAMED WITHIN A DOOR, CLOTHES WERE GOOD AND A VOICE BECKONED ME FORWARD FOR DINNER, FOR COMFORT, FOR MANY THINGS AND ALL THE WARMTH THAT A SMILE BRINGS, HOW HAD I MISSED THIS BEFORE WHEN IT WAS ONLY HIDDEN BEHIND A DOOR, NO MATTER - I HAVE MY OWN SMILE, OWN PLANTS, OWN SEAT - IN FACT I'M THE NICEST GUY YOU COULD WISH TO MEET; BACK IN THE BOX I SEE ANOTHER TAPE.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 2:10 PM UTC
A TAPE FROM THE BOX
HE WAS BACK, LIKE PHAEDRUS BUT NOT OF THIS EARTH, RATHER TO HAVE SOME FUN FOR WHAT IT WAS WORTH; I TOLD HIM TO BEHAVE PROPERLY AND LEAVE THE TALKING TO ME - EVEN THEN HIS POWER WAS GREATER THAN IT APPEARED TO BE; AN EMPTY GLASS BECAME FULL, SOMEONE'S WALLET SUDDENLY HAD EXTRA NOTES AND A NEARBY DOG TURNED IN CIRCLES WHEN IT REALIZED THAT NO TAIL WAS VISIBLE; THE PUNTERS WERE ASTONISHED WHEN A HORSE IN A TV RACE WHICH WAS CLEARLY LOSING, SUDDENLY STRAIGHTENED IT'S KNEES AND LEAPT FORWARD PAST THE OTHERS TO WIN - PLEASE EXPLAIN, I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN!
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 2:27 PM UTC
DALWAL IN THE PUB
I LOVE THE SHARPSHOOTER - SHE PUTS EVERYTHING RIGHT, IT'S SO GOOD SOMETIMES - SHE GIVES ME A FRIGHT, FROM EXPERIENCE, IT SEEMS MUCH BETTER THAN MINE, KEEPS YOU ON TRACK, STRANGELY KEEPS YOU IN LINE; I TOOK ALL THIS ENLIGHTENMENT, HEAVEN - SENT, AND THEN KNEW, DOWN THE ROCKY PATHS WHERE I WENT WRONG SOMETIMES, WHERE I LEFT MY OLD MINDSET, AND REALISED THAT WHAT YOU PUT IN IS WHAT YOU GET; I WAS THE LAST CHILD - SHARPSHOOTER WAS THE FIRST, I WAS SPOILED, MAYBE NO. 1 CAN BE BETTER VERSED, CAN HAVE A SERENITY WHICH IS HARD TO MATCH, DO YOU REALLY MEAN THAT, YES - THERE IS NO CATCH, NOTHING HIDDEN, AS PLAIN AND BEAUTIFUL FOR ALL TO SEE, I CONCEDE WITH MANY THINGS THAT SHE IS BETTER THAN ME!
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Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 1:39 PM UTC
THE SHARPSHOOTER
MONK ADJUSTED MY TIE - I ASKED HIM WHY EVERYTHING HAD TO BE STRAIGHT - HE SAID, 'WAIT, I'LL TELL YOU WHY THAT THE STARS ARE ORDERED IN THE SKY AND BIRDS NEED TWO WINGS WHEN THEY FLY, TO PLACES ARRANGED BY GOD BEFOREHAND, NORTH AND SOUTH BEFORE THEY LAND, THOSE PICTURES ON THE WALL SHOULD NOT MOVE AT ALL AND WHEN I MAKE LOVE, SOMEONE'S WATCHING ME FROM ABOVE, NOTHING IS RANDOM SO COME ON AND BE A REGULAR GUY - THE TEARS DROP EVENLY WHEN I CRY FOR THIS IS A MUST - NEARLY EVERYTHING OUT THERE I NEED TO ADJUST.'
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
BE STRAIGHT WITH ME
THE STRIPES ON THE PROMENADE PAVING CARRIED ON UP THE WALL - MADE YOU WONDER IF ANYTHING WAS THERE AT ALL, ONLY STREET BOYS, SENORITAS AND FAST FOOD EATERS BEING WATCHED BY JESUS FROM A SUGAR LOAF MOUNTAIN AND A NEARBY FOUNTAIN; A BAR IN SHANTY TOWN HAD SWING DOORS AND FACES THAT LOOKED AT YOU, ASKING- WHY ARE YOU HERE? DID YOU COME TO STEAL OUR BEER? GO BACK TO IPANEMA WHERE YOU BELONG - DON'T COME HERE AND SPOIL OUR SONG; DO YOU LIVE UNDER A LEAKING ROOF? IF YOU DID, PERHAPS YOU WOULDN'T BE SO ALOOF, STAY IN NIRVANA, ON THE WHITE SAND OF COPACABANA.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 4:22 PM UTC
TIME IN RIO
THERE'S A ROAD THAT WINDS DOWN TO THE BAY, WITH WOODEN HOUSES AND BALCONIES THAT SWAY, THEY MOVE IN THE WIND AND SPEAK OF THE PAST, TELL ABOUT SHADOWS AND WHO WAS THERE LAST, PEOPLE HAVE CHANGED BUT THE VIEW IS THE SAME, THE SAME SHIPLAP, THE SAME BEDROOMS, SAME PAIN AS WHEN I WAS THERE RUNNING FINGERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR, WAITING AT THE LAMPPOST AND LEANING ON THE CAR, WATCHING THE BOATS UNDER A STAR WHICH HAD ALWAYS BEEN THERE SINCE GOD PLACED IT IN THE SKY, MADE SUNSETS AND WATER AND VIEWS THAT MADE YOU SIGH; SLANTING SIDEWALK, STEPS THAT TALK WHEN YOU ASK THEM - THEY SAY, THERE'S A NEW DOCK ON THE BAY.
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
ROAD TO THE SEA
IT WAS STEAMY HOT WITH FANS SWIRLING ABOVE, THERE WAS NO TIME FOR THE MILITIA OR EVEN TO MAKE LOVE, JUST CONTINUE WITH THE PIPELINE DAY AFTER DAY, FROM ONE CLEARING TO THE NEXT ACROSS VAST TRACTS OF LAND, DUST TO DUST TAKEN OUT NOW GRAINS OF SAND, LOCAL LABOUR BROWN AS TEAK DOES NOT FLINCH WHEN I START TO SPEAK - JUST WATCHFUL AND DOWNTRODDEN BUT WILLING TO LEARN, MAYBE IN THE NEXT LIFE IT MIGHT BE MY TURN TO FACE HUMILITY UNDER JUNGLE SKIES, WHEN IT'S ALL OVER , WORK IS FINISHED AND CONVERSATION DIES; 'ON THE ROAD TO MANDALAY WHERE THE FLYING FISHES PLAY, THE DAWN COMES UP LIKE THUNDER FROM CHINA ACROSS THE BAY.'
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 1:21 PM UTC
RANGOON ROAD
IT HAD TO COME OUT BUT WHAT WAS IT ALL ABOUT? THERE WERE THOUGHTS OF INNER BEING AND WHAT IT WAS LIKE SEEING WHEN EVERY ONE ELSE WAS BLIND, IRREVERENT, SCATHING, ACID AND TOTALLY UNKIND; BUT THE WORDS ARE UNSTOPPABLE, FLOWING LIKE CONFETTI, RELENTLESS RHETORIC NO MATTER HOW PETTY, THE CHARACTERS COME TO LIFE LIKE CARDBOARD CUT-OUTS INTO ACTION WHICH THEY CAN'T CONTROL, TO RESIST IS USELESS AS THEY TAKE OVER YOUR SOUL; THE CRITICS SAID THAT THE WORDS TOUCHED ON THE SPIRITUAL CORE OF LIFE, PEELED AWAY LAYERS JUST LIKE A SURGEON'S KNIFE; SO AMAZE YOURSELF AND ADD ANOTHER LITERARY MASTERPIECE TO YOUR SHELF, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T HAVE WORDS TO SPILL - SOMEONE ELSE WILL.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 1:10 PM UTC
A BOOK WITHIN YOU
COME WITH ME, BROTHERS - I AM LOOKING FOR FUTURE LOVERS : NOT TOO SHORT AND NOT TOO TALL - I'VE CONVENIENTLY FORGOTTEN MY ADOBE WALL; MAKE MY BED AND WARM THE SHEETS, I'LL SEE YOU WHERE THE ROAD MEETS THE HORIZON AND LET ME SET EYES ON THOSE DOUBTFUL BUMS - TAKE YOUR THIEVING HANDS OFF MY DRUMS AND MAKE WAY FOR MY VANS - YOU'RE ONE OF MY GREATEST FANS; NOW RUN MY BATH AND DON'T DARE LAUGH JUST BECAUSE YOU SEE TWINS ON MY PATH, I'M GOING HOME WHERE THINGS ARE CARRIED AHEAD, NO FAMINE NOW - I HAVE PLENTY OF BREAD.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 11:31 AM UTC
ATSUCONDA
DEAR FRIEND, HERE'S SOMETHING I PROMISED I WOULD SEND - A CAVEAT FROM THE WORLD'S END; THE WEATHER IS HOT, JUNGLE STEAMING - OF COOLER CLIMES I MIGHT BE DREAMING, MAYBE NOT - JUST IN BETWEEN COULD BE LESS EXTREME, GRASPING AT A MOVING SHADOW AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RAINBOW SO OUT OF REACH - I'LL SETTLE FOR THIS CORAL BEACH, WHITE POWDER BETWEEN THE TOES, WATCHING SHIMMERING BLUE EBBS AND FLOWS; FISHERS OF MEN OUT IN THE DAWN, DARK BLUE SWIRLS, PURPLE MORN TO FORGET WHAT'S GONE BEFORE; BUT ALWAYS REMEMBER WHATEVER YOU DO - BY THE WAY - 'HOW ARE YOU?'
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
A LETTER FROM SOMEWHERE
I LIFTED HER UP TO LOOK INSIDE - THERE WERE PHOTOS OF WHEN HER MOTHER WAS A BRIDE, UNCLES, AUNTS AND DISTANT COUSINS, ALL IN ROWS, ALL WITH DUST, NOT CLEANED SINCE LAST HOLIDAY WHEN OTHERS CAME TO LOOK - SO MANY MORE TAKEN OUT OF THE BOOK; IMPRISIONED - MAYBE THEY CAME OUT TO PLAY AT NIGHT, ALWAYS LOOKED THE SAME, IMPOSSIBLE TO AGE AND NEVER BOTHERED BY THE RAIN, WHEN DAYLIGHT CAME THEY WERE ALL BACK AGAIN; WE WILL BE BEHIND THE GLASS WHEN ALL THINGS COME TO PASS, SOME EVEN NOW BUT CAN NOT PLAY UNTIL SPIRIT HAS DEPARTED; WHEN I PUT HER DOWN SHE WAS BROKEN- HEARTED.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
BEHIND THE GLASS
IT'S WISE TO OBSERVE NO SNOOTY RESERVE, BUT DON'T LET YOUR LIPS NURSE A HIDDEN ITCH, AS THO' WORDS MIGHT COME FROM SOMEONE WHOSE DUMB, DON'T THINK EVERYTHING IS PUNITIVE, RATHER GRASP ANY NETTLE AND TURN IT TO YOUR ADVANTAGE - TO COME AWAY WITH A BONUS IS INCUMBENT UPON US, JUST LIKE A CHESS GAME - THE SLIGHTEST ADVANTAGE CAN WIN THE DAY AND SURPRISE YOURSELF HOW LITTLE YOU HAD TO PLAY; NO PERPLEXITY IS NEEDED, NO FIXED EXPRESSION, RATHER SHOW SOME OF YOUR SOUL AS THO' YOU KNOW WHERE IT'S AT, RATHER THAN SUFFER THE ZIG-ZAG SMILE OF THE CAT!
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
FIXED SMILE
WRITE YOUR OWN RESUME' - THEN I'LL SIGN IT, MY MENTOR SAID TO ME, ALBEIT FLIPPANTLY, SO I DID: PHD IN PHILOSOPHY, A FIRST IN ENGLISH LIKE ALDUOS HUXLEY AND PROFESSOR OF ORIENTAL STUDIES AT LONDON UNIVERSITY; A NUMBER OF NOVELS, POETRY AND WHITE PAPERS COMPLETED A BUSY LIFE, NO TIME TO TAKE A WIFE, RATHER ARMED WITH A KNIFE TO PUT INTO PEOPLE'S BACKS, A REPUTATION MADE AFTER NUMEROUS ATTACKS, KNOWLEDGE WAS PASSED ON, STUDENTS CAME AND WENT, ANYWAY WHY SHOULD A PROFESSOR NEED TO BE HEAVEN-SENT? THE LIFE WAS MINE, NOT GOOD ENOUGH - MY MENTOR REFUSED TO SIGN.
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
THE MEMORY OF ME
MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS HEAR ME, I WILL SUMMON YOU DISTANTLY FROM AFAR WHILE I'M SITTING ON MY STAR AND WHILE YOUR DRIVING IN YOUR CAR; HE WHO WINS 'PRAYERS' AND WEARS THE MANTLE OF SERENITY, THE BADGE OF DIVINITY AND THE CLOAK OF RESPONSIBILITY; TURN AROUND TO FACE MECCA AND THEN GIVE SUCCOUR TO ALLAH, THE PROPHETS AND WHERE YOUR LIFE BEGAN - BY GRACE OF POWER AND MIGHTY ISLAM; I MADE A MISTAKE, PERHAPS I WAS WRONG AFTER ALL - I DIDN'T ANSWER THE MUEZZIN'S CALL, NO MATTER, NO NEED TO FEEL SO BEREFT - AFTER ALL, TODAY, I STILL HAVE FOUR TIMES LEFT.
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Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
MUEZZIN'S CALL
I'M FROM AYUTHIA IN THAILAND, MADE OF TEAK, I HAVE SO MANY STORIES IF I COULD SPEAK, I'VE SEEN YOU LAUGH AND HEARD YOU CRY AND EVEN WATCHED YOU WAVE GOODBYE; STANDING HERE ON THE TV, THERE'S NO BETTER VIEW IT SEEMS TO ME, THAT MAYBE I SHOUD WRITE A BOOK - DON'T FROWN NOW, I KNOW THAT LOOK, KNOW YOUR MOODS, KNOW WHEN ANGER EXUDES FROM HIDDEN PORES AND PETULANCE SHOWS ITSELF FROM UNKNOWN STORES; THERE HAVE BEEN THE GOOD TIMES BUT MY MOOD IS FIXED, NO WAY OF SAYING - EMOTIONS MIXED, JUST REMEBER THAT I'M HERE FOR YOU, BROUGHT WITH LOVE - A GUIDING LIGHT FROM HEAVEN ABOVE.
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Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 2:38 PM UTC
DUSTY HORSE
JO AND I ARE GOING BACK HOME NOW, IT'S DONE, WE'VE HAD EVERYTHING FROM PHUKET TO HUMDRUM, I'D LIKE TO THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR HEARTS, YOUR CALL, I GAVE SOME, FOLLOWED AND TRIED TO READ YOU ALL; I HAD CRITICAL ACCLAIM, PERHAPS STRUCK A CHORD, I DON'T MIND THE ADMONISHMENT - MAYBE YOU WERE BORED, BUT IF I MADE YOU LAUGH, EVEN MADE YOU CRY, IT WAS WORTH EVERY MOMENT THAT I COULD TRY TO BRIGHTEN THE DAY OR FOR THAT MATTER - THE NIGHT, WITH THE 'REVOLUTIONIST' HOLDING COURT, GIVING US A FRIGHT, 'TITANIA' WAS 'ILL MET BY MOONLIGHT' IN AN EERIE GLOW, I SAID TO LIGHTEN UP, ILLUMINATE, NOT LOOK LIKE INDIGO; MAYBE SOME THINGS WERE WRONG BUT NOT IN THE MAIN, I WILL RETURN TO ' RIGHT ' AND SEE YOU ALL AGAIN.
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
SEE YOU ALL!
I USED TO THINK THAT DOGS THOUGHT IN ENGLISH, BUT, OF COURSE, IT COULD BE GERMAN OR SPANISH, IF YOU TELL THEM TO SIT, THEY MAY NOT RESPOND, JUST RUN AWAY TO THE BACK OF BEYOND; I'M LOOKING UP 'SIT,' IN RUSSIAN, 'GET OFF THAT ****** CHAIR,' IN CROATIAN AND 'COME HERE, THERE'S A GOOD BOY' AND 'WELL DONE,' PERHAPS WE JUST NEED AN 'ESPERANTO' SO THAT THEY WILL ALL DO AS THEY'RE TOLD, OTHERWISE WE WON'T LET THEM COME IN FROM THE COLD, 'STAY,' IN SWEDISH COULD MAKE THEM PEEVISH, 'FRIEND,' IN SWAHILI COULD MAKE THEM AN ENEMY, WE DON'T WANT THEM TO BARK, MOPE AND PINE, DON'T FORGET THE MAGIC COMMAND - 'NEIN, NEIN, NEIN!'
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 12:58 AM UTC
THE GERMAN SHEPHERD
THE AMERICANS SPELL GREY WITH AN 'A,' THEY LACK SUBTLETY SO THEY SAY, THAT ALL CATS ARE GREY IN THE DARK, AND IF YOU ASK A DOG - 'DOES IT HURT? HE'LL REPLY -                                         'ONLY WHEN I BARK!' SOMEONE BOUGHT ME SOME KEY RINGS, SHOWING A MAP OF PENANG AND AUSTRALIA, A MALAYSIAN DOLLAR - THEN I HEARD THE DOG HOLLER, THEN I HEARD THAT YOU COULD SPELL CENTRE TWO WAYS, MAYBE YOU COULD MAKE A CHOICE ON DIFFERENT DAYS, I SUPPOSE THAT WE SHOULD HAVE A THANKSGIVING FOR ALL THAT, WE HAVE AN I-POD, I-PHONE AND A SAT-NAV, LIFE'S A TURKEY, A BARKING DOG AND A BEACH, WHEN I GO FOR THE DYE - IT'S OUT OF REACH!
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
I DON'T WANT TO DYE
HEALTHY YOUNG PEOPLE SHOULD NOT READ, ONLY SEARCH FOR INFORMATION WHEN YOU NEED, SOMEONE ASKED ME: 'WHERE DO YOU GET YOUR IDEAS FROM?' I REPLIED: 'YOU TALKING, ASKING ME IS ONE,' IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER IF WHAT I SAY IS WRONG; TIME IS SHORT, YOU READ MY WORK WHEN I'M GONE, YOU WONDER WHAT'S MEANT WHEN THE PASSAGE COMES ALONG, MAYBE ONLY I KNEW THE QUESTION WILL HANG IN THE AIR, YOU'LL WRITE YOUR OWN WORK AND THEN YOU'LL CARE; IT WILL BE LIKE MAKING LOVE FOR THE FIRST TIME, YOU STARTED OFF WITH SUCH SPEED AND ENTHUSIASM, YOU REALIZED WHAT THEY'D TOLD YOU WAS A TRUISM, WHEN IT'S OVER, YOU MAY THINK IT'S AN ANTI ****** IF YOU DID IT RIGHT - YOUR BAPTISM FOR NOTHING LACKS.
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Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
THE WRITER