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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
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1696 These are the days that Reindeer love And pranks the Northern star— This is the Sun’s objective, And Finland of the Year.
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Emily Dickinson
These are the days that Reindeer love
1696 These are the days that Reindeer love And pranks the Northern star— This is the Sun’s objective, And Finland of the Year.
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Perch on their water perch hung in the clear Bann River Near the clay bank in alder dapple and waver, Perch they called ‘grunts’, little flood-slubs, runty and ready, I saw and I see in the river’s glorified body That is passable through, but they’re bluntly holding the pass, Under the water-roof, over the bottom, adoze On the current, against it, all muscle and slur In the finland of perch, the fenland of alder, on air That is water, on carpets of Bann stream, on hold In the everything flows and steady go of the world.
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Seamus Heaney
The Perch
Perch on their water perch hung in the clear Bann River Near the clay bank in alder dapple and waver, Perch they called ‘grunts’, little flood-slubs, runty and ready, I saw and I see in the river’s glorified body That is passable through, but they’re bluntly holding the pass, Under the water-roof, over the bottom, adoze On the current, against it, all muscle and slur In the finland of perch, the fenland of alder, on air That is water, on carpets of Bann stream, on hold In the everything flows and steady go of the world.
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Welcome Back To This, Your Isle The rabbits beneath the deck, Even the pesky deer who eat the shrubbery, Sea creatures, living and spirits of the dead, Lying on the paths and in the creeks of Silver Beach, All inquire: Was it better wherever you went? Were the: Bears, hiding in the forests outside Berlin, Eagles, double headed, of Russia Herring, fried, creamed, wined, From the vendors on the docks of Helsinki, Riga, Visby and Tallinn, Salmon, smoked and cured in Stockholm, More impressive, Tastier than our striped bass, Island cohorts of yours, who waited patiently For their chronicler to return? Did the Little Mermaid and her Dolphin Guardians of the Port of Copenhagen Welcome you more warmly than your friends, The ospreys, lizards, turtles and owls Who overwatch your steps and safety When hiking in Mashomack Preserve? Are the interlacing tidal creeks, Woodlands, fields, salt marshes and the ragged, Irregular but charmed coastline of this cherished island Any lesser than those of Scandinavia? Are the sea-going ferries that transverse the Baltic Sea and the Gulf of Finland, More poetic than the Menantic or the Lt. Joe, Who carry you swiftly home to us? The National Geographic people say that in Tivoli Gardens, The Amerikaner (ha!) waffle ice cream cone Is one of the ten best in the world. Guessing they have not made it yet to the Tuck Shop for some Moose Tracks! Were you unaware that our isle settled before Peter the Great ever envisioned creating the grand Boulevards of his capitol, St. Petersburg, Route 114 was a traveled forest path, By settlers and Indians, not serfs. Of the Treasures, the Gold Room of the Hermitage, The Amber Room of Catherine's Palace, Wrote not a single word, we observe. Your attentions, they did not deserve? The answers all, self evident. Here, surrounded by the gentle breezes of Long Island Sound and Gardiners Bay, Sweet and salty flavors of the Peconic atmosphere, Words unlocked, from your eyes to the page fall, Smudged by joyous tears, for the muses of the island Have embraced you yet again and rebirthed Inspiration, within their comforting, sheltering grasp. Silver Beach July 22, 2012
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 4:50 PM UTC
nat-lipstadt
Welcome Back To This, Your Isle
Welcome Back To This, Your Isle The rabbits beneath the deck, Even the pesky deer who eat the shrubbery, Sea creatures, living and spirits of the dead, Lying on the paths and in the creeks of Silver Beach, All inquire: Was it better wherever you went? Were the: Bears, hiding in the forests outside Berlin, Eagles, double headed, of Russia Herring, fried, creamed, wined, From the vendors on the docks of Helsinki, Riga, Visby and Tallinn, Salmon, smoked and cured in Stockholm, More impressive, Tastier than our striped bass, Island cohorts of yours, who waited patiently For their chronicler to return? Did the Little Mermaid and her Dolphin Guardians of the Port of Copenhagen Welcome you more warmly than your friends, The ospreys, lizards, turtles and owls Who overwatch your steps and safety When hiking in Mashomack Preserve? Are the interlacing tidal creeks, Woodlands, fields, salt marshes and the ragged, Irregular but charmed coastline of this cherished island Any lesser than those of Scandinavia? Are the sea-going ferries that transverse the Baltic Sea and the Gulf of Finland, More poetic than the Menantic or the Lt. Joe, Who carry you swiftly home to us? The National Geographic people say that in Tivoli Gardens, The Amerikaner (ha!) waffle ice cream cone Is one of the ten best in the world. Guessing they have not made it yet to the Tuck Shop for some Moose Tracks! Were you unaware that our isle settled before Peter the Great ever envisioned creating the grand Boulevards of his capitol, St. Petersburg, Route 114 was a traveled forest path, By settlers and Indians, not serfs. Of the Treasures, the Gold Room of the Hermitage, The Amber Room of Catherine's Palace, Wrote not a single word, we observe. Your attentions, they did not deserve? The answers all, self evident. Here, surrounded by the gentle breezes of Long Island Sound and Gardiners Bay, Sweet and salty flavors of the Peconic atmosphere, Words unlocked, from your eyes to the page fall, Smudged by joyous tears, for the muses of the island Have embraced you yet again and rebirthed Inspiration, within their comforting, sheltering grasp. Silver Beach July 22, 2012
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The Hawker Hurricane is a British fighter design from the 1930s. Some 14,000 Hurricane and Sea Hurricane fighters and fighter-bombers were built by the end of 1944。 August 1940 brought what has become the Hurricane's shining moment in history: The Battle of Britain. RAF Hurricanes accounted for more enemy aircraft kills than all other defenses combined, including all aircraft and ground defenses. Later in the war, the Hurricane served admirably in North Africa, Burma, Malta, and nearly every other theater in which the RAF participated. The Hurricane underwent many modifications during its life, resulting in many major variants, including the Mk IA, with interchangeable wings housing eight 7.7mm (0.303in) guns;the Mk IIC, with a Merlin ** engine; the Mk IID, a tankbuster with two 40mm anti-tank guns plus two 7.7mm guns. During the war, Hurricanes were sold to Egypt, Finland, India, the Irish， Persia, Turkey and the USSR Air Corps.More in http://www.rangorango.com/124-series-c-1_5.html
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Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 4:08 AM UTC
toywill
1/24 Scale model Hurricane Mk IID/Trop
The Hawker Hurricane is a British fighter design from the 1930s. Some 14,000 Hurricane and Sea Hurricane fighters and fighter-bombers were built by the end of 1944。 August 1940 brought what has become the Hurricane's shining moment in history: The Battle of Britain. RAF Hurricanes accounted for more enemy aircraft kills than all other defenses combined, including all aircraft and ground defenses. Later in the war, the Hurricane served admirably in North Africa, Burma, Malta, and nearly every other theater in which the RAF participated. The Hurricane underwent many modifications during its life, resulting in many major variants, including the Mk IA, with interchangeable wings housing eight 7.7mm (0.303in) guns;the Mk IIC, with a Merlin ** engine; the Mk IID, a tankbuster with two 40mm anti-tank guns plus two 7.7mm guns. During the war, Hurricanes were sold to Egypt, Finland, India, the Irish， Persia, Turkey and the USSR Air Corps.More in http://www.rangorango.com/124-series-c-1_5.html
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we cannot grasp the current situation our hands are not quite equal to the task and comrade lenin's at the finland station all sense has gone from leaders of the nation while generals have all dived into flask we cannot grasp the current situation but know that it's no cause for celebration as we have reached the bottom of the cask and comrade lenin's at the finland station we tried to impose rules of segregation but found that there were things we could not ask we cannot grasp the current situation the masses do not give us admiration while idle rulers on far beaches bask and comrade lenin's at the finland station we find there is no true accommodation they've seen the monster face behind the mask we cannot grasp the current situation and comrade lenin's at the finland station
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 8:15 AM UTC
fragano-ledgister
at the finland station
we cannot grasp the current situation our hands are not quite equal to the task and comrade lenin's at the finland station all sense has gone from leaders of the nation while generals have all dived into flask we cannot grasp the current situation but know that it's no cause for celebration as we have reached the bottom of the cask and comrade lenin's at the finland station we tried to impose rules of segregation but found that there were things we could not ask we cannot grasp the current situation the masses do not give us admiration while idle rulers on far beaches bask and comrade lenin's at the finland station we find there is no true accommodation they've seen the monster face behind the mask we cannot grasp the current situation and comrade lenin's at the finland station
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Sara not so plain and not so tall Daydreaming in the shopping mall As blond as a summer day Speaking of herself in a peculiar way: "I'm pretty, yes, but I wish to be better; To be the admiration of a love letter." But her beauty is the kind that lasts And makes your heart beat especially fast. Finland born but London found, Lovely, sure, but greatness bound. And the nights grow more tiresome, as her chest beats a tattered drum. Her mood too dreary for speckled eyes that will dim if night blurs into sunrise. "Sleep why do you run from me, as my memories grow. Eyelids, be a blanket, And melatonin, a pillow." Victoria Lucas in her head, as the bell does ring until fed by the words that sound soft to us but are actually strong and thus she is misunderstood-lips are red- Like Greenwood inspired, kissed dread: She can save herself before jarred, Before feathered, before tarred. And it is my faith that lets me know, That her happiness will one day grow Because Sara not so plain and not so tall Is the strongest of them all
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Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:51 PM UTC
joshua-haines
Sara Not So Plain and Not So Tall
Sara not so plain and not so tall Daydreaming in the shopping mall As blond as a summer day Speaking of herself in a peculiar way: "I'm pretty, yes, but I wish to be better; To be the admiration of a love letter." But her beauty is the kind that lasts And makes your heart beat especially fast. Finland born but London found, Lovely, sure, but greatness bound. And the nights grow more tiresome, as her chest beats a tattered drum. Her mood too dreary for speckled eyes that will dim if night blurs into sunrise. "Sleep why do you run from me, as my memories grow. Eyelids, be a blanket, And melatonin, a pillow." Victoria Lucas in her head, as the bell does ring until fed by the words that sound soft to us but are actually strong and thus she is misunderstood-lips are red- Like Greenwood inspired, kissed dread: She can save herself before jarred, Before feathered, before tarred. And it is my faith that lets me know, That her happiness will one day grow Because Sara not so plain and not so tall Is the strongest of them all
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Fathers faking false feuds french folk fills fun facts fringing fat failure flips Fredricks fame Frappe from France Fit from Finland Far from Fiji Flat fix from Florida Fini finished!
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Apr 16, 2010
Apr 16, 2010 at 4:24 PM UTC
alexa-sz
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Fathers faking false feuds french folk fills fun facts fringing fat failure flips Fredricks fame Frappe from France Fit from Finland Far from Fiji Flat fix from Florida Fini finished!
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St Henry was for Finland, and before he took the land He wandered through Uppsala with a beer-mug in his hand. For through his understanding of the Finns and what they are If you should serve him sahti, it must be in a jar. St Patrick was for Ireland, and before the snakes were out He ate a steak, and washed it down with pints of Guinness stout. For since he was from Ireland, people shouldn't make mistakes: Unless you give him Guinness, then you mustn't give him steaks. St Louis was from France, and before he was the king, He bought champagne and cheeses and he ate like anything. For since he was from France, I must say it once again: Unless you give him cheeses, then there must be no champagne.
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Dec 15, 2010
Dec 15, 2010 at 6:34 PM UTC
thomas-thurman
Three saints
St Henry was for Finland, and before he took the land He wandered through Uppsala with a beer-mug in his hand. For through his understanding of the Finns and what they are If you should serve him sahti, it must be in a jar. St Patrick was for Ireland, and before the snakes were out He ate a steak, and washed it down with pints of Guinness stout. For since he was from Ireland, people shouldn't make mistakes: Unless you give him Guinness, then you mustn't give him steaks. St Louis was from France, and before he was the king, He bought champagne and cheeses and he ate like anything. For since he was from France, I must say it once again: Unless you give him cheeses, then there must be no champagne.
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You are, Living on the top floor, On a, Bunk-bed, In Finland, In a cultured, High-rise habitat, With cool, kitchen kettles, Where, You are not visited except by cameras, Or people taking your children away.
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Jul 25, 2012
Jul 25, 2012 at 4:24 PM UTC
ipoet
Immigrant
You are, Living on the top floor, On a, Bunk-bed, In Finland, In a cultured, High-rise habitat, With cool, kitchen kettles, Where, You are not visited except by cameras, Or people taking your children away.
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it's quiet simple, i remembered it finally, lost long ago in the dwarven mines to memory, the weights and measures were hard to balance, but, when the recipe was finished, boy, was it finished... so this is how it goes: 150 grams of plain flower            2 teaspoons of baking powder     pinch of salt              (mix),     add 4 eggs                    (mix),           add 600 millilitres of whole milk       (mix & cover, leave aside for at least half an hour), melt a **** of butter, pour into a baking tray,             place in an oven at 180°C                        for half an hour...    serve with anything from icing sugar           lingonberry jam (or any other jam)     to crème fraîche. and that's it... it's not your typical pancake, but it's from Finland after all.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 10:55 AM UTC
removed.polaroid-scrabble
how to make a Finnish pancake
it's quiet simple, i remembered it finally, lost long ago in the dwarven mines to memory, the weights and measures were hard to balance, but, when the recipe was finished, boy, was it finished... so this is how it goes: 150 grams of plain flower            2 teaspoons of baking powder     pinch of salt              (mix),     add 4 eggs                    (mix),           add 600 millilitres of whole milk       (mix & cover, leave aside for at least half an hour), melt a **** of butter, pour into a baking tray,             place in an oven at 180°C                        for half an hour...    serve with anything from icing sugar           lingonberry jam (or any other jam)     to crème fraîche. and that's it... it's not your typical pancake, but it's from Finland after all.
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In June of 1989, 14 poets, all alumni of Columbia University, took a trip to Moscow. I was one of them. We flew from New York City to Moscow via Helsinki, Finland. We met with the editors of NOVY MIR (NEW WORLD), the most famous literary magazine in the Soviet Union, which broke up in 1991.We all gathered around a large oak table mixing Americans with Russians. We began reading only one poem each. When each Russian recited his poem, he stood up. I was impressed. Each Russian poet spoke perfect English. Eventually, it became my turn. I recited I WRITE WHEN THE RIVER'S DOWN. When I had finished reading, I went around the long oak table and handed each Russian poet a copy of my poem. I had made many copies of my poem in Topeka, KS, my hometown. Copy machines were illegal in the Soviet Union for fear that dissident, underground revolutionaries might wish to spread their fervent hopes of democratizing their nation to millions of their fellow citizens. The next day, we 14 Americans were going to attend a meeting of the Moscow Chapter of the Soviet Writers Union. As I was getting out of our bus and stepping on the sidewalk, I heard a voice crying, "Mr. Hawks, Mr. Hawks! Please stop. I have something for you." As I looked to my left, I recognized a Russian gentleman from the day before. When he reached me, he said "I am Evgeny Chramov. You gave all of us a copy of your beautiful poem. I was so taken by it, I stayed up all night translating it into Russian. I had to type it again, so if I saw you today, I would be able to give you my translated copy." He put his briefcase on the sidewalk, opened it, and pulled out his Russian translation, and handed it to me. I was stunned. I said "Mr. Chramov, how thoughtful and generous of you to stay up all night translating my poem into Russian! Bless you, Mr. Chramov." As we were walking together into the building, I stopped and spoke to my new friend. "Mr. Chramov, I have a favor to ask of you. Would you be willing to read your translation of my poem in this meeting? "Of course! I'd be honored to do that," said Mr. Chramov. When it came time for him to read, Mr. Chramov, standing up,  read his translation of my poem. I was elated. The meeting soon came to a close. A woman who had chaired the meeting walked by me without stopping and said to me, again in perfect English, "You really are a poet, aren't you?" Her comment, and Mr. Chramov's responses,, I have never forgotten. TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 9:55 PM UTC
tod-howard-hawks
EVGENY CHRAMOV
In June of 1989, 14 poets, all alumni of Columbia University, took a trip to Moscow. I was one of them. We flew from New York City to Moscow via Helsinki, Finland. We met with the editors of NOVY MIR (NEW WORLD), the most famous literary magazine in the Soviet Union, which broke up in 1991.We all gathered around a large oak table mixing Americans with Russians. We began reading only one poem each. When each Russian recited his poem, he stood up. I was impressed. Each Russian poet spoke perfect English. Eventually, it became my turn. I recited I WRITE WHEN THE RIVER'S DOWN. When I had finished reading, I went around the long oak table and handed each Russian poet a copy of my poem. I had made many copies of my poem in Topeka, KS, my hometown. Copy machines were illegal in the Soviet Union for fear that dissident, underground revolutionaries might wish to spread their fervent hopes of democratizing their nation to millions of their fellow citizens. The next day, we 14 Americans were going to attend a meeting of the Moscow Chapter of the Soviet Writers Union. As I was getting out of our bus and stepping on the sidewalk, I heard a voice crying, "Mr. Hawks, Mr. Hawks! Please stop. I have something for you." As I looked to my left, I recognized a Russian gentleman from the day before. When he reached me, he said "I am Evgeny Chramov. You gave all of us a copy of your beautiful poem. I was so taken by it, I stayed up all night translating it into Russian. I had to type it again, so if I saw you today, I would be able to give you my translated copy." He put his briefcase on the sidewalk, opened it, and pulled out his Russian translation, and handed it to me. I was stunned. I said "Mr. Chramov, how thoughtful and generous of you to stay up all night translating my poem into Russian! Bless you, Mr. Chramov." As we were walking together into the building, I stopped and spoke to my new friend. "Mr. Chramov, I have a favor to ask of you. Would you be willing to read your translation of my poem in this meeting? "Of course! I'd be honored to do that," said Mr. Chramov. When it came time for him to read, Mr. Chramov, standing up,  read his translation of my poem. I was elated. The meeting soon came to a close. A woman who had chaired the meeting walked by me without stopping and said to me, again in perfect English, "You really are a poet, aren't you?" Her comment, and Mr. Chramov's responses,, I have never forgotten. TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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The papers are wet with ink. Russia is losing it's war. North Korea is swamped with the Covid. Tucker is backpedaling his replacement theory. Finland and Sweden are enrolling. Armament shipments are making a difference. The Pope is apologizing. That needs repeating: The Pope is apologizing. (But why stop with the Aboriginals. Consider the Jews and Irish). Fossil fuels are on the decline. (plastic microchips are in our fat) I can still buy Roundup. Tobacco is banned in most public places here. *** is not. There are more drunks, and more behind bars, and in front. We have safe injection sites. I have robots asking me if I'm a robot. There are more tv stations selections. TV is not worth watching. LPs are making a comeback. Right to Life is Wrong for Many. ... and on... and on
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May 17, 2022
May 17, 2022 at 8:59 AM UTC
francie-lynch
The World Is A Double Edged Sword
The papers are wet with ink. Russia is losing it's war. North Korea is swamped with the Covid. Tucker is backpedaling his replacement theory. Finland and Sweden are enrolling. Armament shipments are making a difference. The Pope is apologizing. That needs repeating: The Pope is apologizing. (But why stop with the Aboriginals. Consider the Jews and Irish). Fossil fuels are on the decline. (plastic microchips are in our fat) I can still buy Roundup. Tobacco is banned in most public places here. *** is not. There are more drunks, and more behind bars, and in front. We have safe injection sites. I have robots asking me if I'm a robot. There are more tv stations selections. TV is not worth watching. LPs are making a comeback. Right to Life is Wrong for Many. ... and on... and on
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The Escape When Rudolph the red nosed reindeer wanted to Be normal and join the flock on earth, Santa got depressed Sat by many of Finland’s lakes contemplating his life He too was tired of flying through the air and gets a cold He wanted sunlight and a sandy beach. He got hold of a tame water buffalo and an unemployed Drunk from Helsinki and for a while they got away with it Till an elf with a grudge told a newspaper about it and children too Had long wondered why Rudolph had two horn, not antler and why Santa was late, swore and kept falling off his sledge. Santa had to come back from Thailand and sort out this corruption He told twitter he was sorry, but fired blabber mouthed elf. He had to look for sober man to act as Santa and train a new reindeer, Because Rudolph and had got the taste of the high life.
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Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC
jan-oskar-hansen
the escape from Finland
The Escape When Rudolph the red nosed reindeer wanted to Be normal and join the flock on earth, Santa got depressed Sat by many of Finland’s lakes contemplating his life He too was tired of flying through the air and gets a cold He wanted sunlight and a sandy beach. He got hold of a tame water buffalo and an unemployed Drunk from Helsinki and for a while they got away with it Till an elf with a grudge told a newspaper about it and children too Had long wondered why Rudolph had two horn, not antler and why Santa was late, swore and kept falling off his sledge. Santa had to come back from Thailand and sort out this corruption He told twitter he was sorry, but fired blabber mouthed elf. He had to look for sober man to act as Santa and train a new reindeer, Because Rudolph and had got the taste of the high life.
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i smash my guitar one day, start listening to b.b.c. radio 4 the next day, what in god's name?! p.s. it's a talkie station, no music, first up the diet problem of finland, esp. in the dairy rich region that inspired sibelius, about how: real men don't work on vegetables but on fat, because vegetables are for animals... and how a national intervention demanded berries on the menu of these men; a list of fruits i used to eat: pomegranates, passion fruit, apples pears pineapples bananas, cantaloup melons water melons, sharon fruit mangos, strawberries blackberries blueberries, lychees oranges mandarins, white grapes black grapes, sour weeds cherries and above all else gooseberries; and that's not mentioning the vegetables. but about listening to b.b.c. radio 4, how did i become so middle-aged "middle-class" english so quick?
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Feb 15, 2016
Feb 15, 2016 at 11:13 AM UTC
removed.polaroid-scrabble
horrific transition
i smash my guitar one day, start listening to b.b.c. radio 4 the next day, what in god's name?! p.s. it's a talkie station, no music, first up the diet problem of finland, esp. in the dairy rich region that inspired sibelius, about how: real men don't work on vegetables but on fat, because vegetables are for animals... and how a national intervention demanded berries on the menu of these men; a list of fruits i used to eat: pomegranates, passion fruit, apples pears pineapples bananas, cantaloup melons water melons, sharon fruit mangos, strawberries blackberries blueberries, lychees oranges mandarins, white grapes black grapes, sour weeds cherries and above all else gooseberries; and that's not mentioning the vegetables. but about listening to b.b.c. radio 4, how did i become so middle-aged "middle-class" english so quick?
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cannot find true rest, all the tumult in this world, writ both large and small, saps my upraised arms alternate flexing angry fists eager to strike hard my revived new **** enemies, and gods inexcusable and conspicuous absence in Barcelona, Finland and my own Charlottesville, and to quiet comfort commiserating, and storing all the pain of individual souls I've acquired willingly and the sunset comes quiet, trying to sooth by adding a gentling cream of cooling breeze, the squirrels eye me suspiciously, sensing the amiss within, and all perfect sailboats voyaging past, yet none stopping at the dock to offer condolences or solaces my watch ticks louder each tick, a worrisome cursed reminder this real life seems to be endless struggle interrupted by small comforts of little voices and promises that escape is inevitable each tock, a fresh notification the week's approach will contain another visit from Hamlet's ghost, warning of warring factions battlefield clashing in a chesterfield plain between two of mine shoulder blades constantly reminded how lucky I am, makes me grow quiet and put pen to one side, and try to balance accounts, using this time, pencil and erasure I need a break and some glue I need reparations and a battle plan or happily learn to surrender and accept being a dumb terminal, a slave, that doesn't ask for peace of mind and knock off this poet of the no way
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Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 5:06 PM UTC
poetoftheway
a tempestuous weekend
cannot find true rest, all the tumult in this world, writ both large and small, saps my upraised arms alternate flexing angry fists eager to strike hard my revived new **** enemies, and gods inexcusable and conspicuous absence in Barcelona, Finland and my own Charlottesville, and to quiet comfort commiserating, and storing all the pain of individual souls I've acquired willingly and the sunset comes quiet, trying to sooth by adding a gentling cream of cooling breeze, the squirrels eye me suspiciously, sensing the amiss within, and all perfect sailboats voyaging past, yet none stopping at the dock to offer condolences or solaces my watch ticks louder each tick, a worrisome cursed reminder this real life seems to be endless struggle interrupted by small comforts of little voices and promises that escape is inevitable each tock, a fresh notification the week's approach will contain another visit from Hamlet's ghost, warning of warring factions battlefield clashing in a chesterfield plain between two of mine shoulder blades constantly reminded how lucky I am, makes me grow quiet and put pen to one side, and try to balance accounts, using this time, pencil and erasure I need a break and some glue I need reparations and a battle plan or happily learn to surrender and accept being a dumb terminal, a slave, that doesn't ask for peace of mind and knock off this poet of the no way
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Ravens circle in the sky above Dark images cast upon the snow I sit on a cold bench in the garden Waiting Snow falls like white dust He said he would be here In this garden of thorns and rose hips This garden of skeleton sticks And blood red berries Tassels on my wool cap from Finland Sway in the icy wind A grey heavy sky above Ravens dive towards the sea Ominous signs Waiting in this decaying garden A very old man sits next to me His white beard covered with snow He isn't coming, the old man says My body dead to words Don't you know? the old one whispers Don't you know?
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Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 1:29 PM UTC
kathleen-myra-colby
Dark Shadows on Snow
Ravens circle in the sky above Dark images cast upon the snow I sit on a cold bench in the garden Waiting Snow falls like white dust He said he would be here In this garden of thorns and rose hips This garden of skeleton sticks And blood red berries Tassels on my wool cap from Finland Sway in the icy wind A grey heavy sky above Ravens dive towards the sea Ominous signs Waiting in this decaying garden A very old man sits next to me His white beard covered with snow He isn't coming, the old man says My body dead to words Don't you know? the old one whispers Don't you know?
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Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love is love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornelius has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, the wi-fi is goats for my brother during the fight. St. Cornelius' English brothers today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car.hat is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Esukan English schools. English and Latin compared to Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finnish brand, and a good goal, my brother's contribution 2. No one is reacting to the ion source of monsters seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters. Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian Publishers, collectors, writers and journalists Cornelius has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best Escano series compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride of East Asia. | Azizians Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, the Finnish and Western European officials, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in European composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close up of a Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian authors, publishers and journalists and gathered writers. Once the West. So there is a need Cornelius. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornelius. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Eskimo schools. More, English and Latin League Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite the good Finnish Bra from Huntersville, AziziIand in Western Europe, Westerners receive the signals from the Finnish authorities Hussein is best compared to the Merriman Escort series., John Cornelius, in Western Europe today.American writers, publishers, journalists and foreigners in Europe, but 500 Demons Love affairs.And Saddam Hussein? In the west. Cornelius, although it has two doors: and my decision, but has the distinctive features of Cornelius. "human" center is Western Europe's husband., Six years, despite the Finnish brand, and ended well with Fr. source Esukaneo Konerio, the detainee seems to be a young woman. Cornelius. What is the haven of Huntersville? The goats are well, my brother during a fight. St. Cornelius English brothers, today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car. Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love and love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornellio has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, my wi-fi What is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Esukan English schools. English and Latin than English compared to no Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finland brand, a good goal, my brother's contribut 2. No one is reacting ion source bution butions Esukaneo-Konerio The monastery seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters.Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian Publishers, collectors, writers and journalists Cornellio has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best series escano compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride East Asia. | Aziziany Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, Finnish and Western European officials girl, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in the European Composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close violence as another sign of the Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. But 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian new authors, publishers and journalists and writers gathered. Once the West. Thus there is a need Cornellio. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornellio. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Points law law and not quite a year at work but a wonderful biography English Eskimo schools. More, English and Latin League Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite a good Finnish Bra; Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian publishers, collectors, writers and journalists, Cornelius has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best series escano compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride East Asia. | Aziziany Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, Finnish and Western European officials girl, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in the European Composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close violence as another sign of the Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. But 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian new authors, publishers and journalists and writers gathered. Once the West. Thus there is a need Cornellio. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornellio. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Points law law and not quite a year at work but a wonderful biography English Esukan schools. More, English and Latin Tournament Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite the good of the Finnish brand goals well, my brother during a fight. St. Cornelius English brothers, today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car. Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love and love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornellio has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, my wi-fi What is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Eskimo English schools. English and Latin than English compared to no Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finland brand, a good goal, my brother's contribute 2. No one is reacting to ion sources; bution butions Esukaneo-Konerio The monastery seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
johnny-noiπ
Demons and Galatians
Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love is love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornelius has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, the wi-fi is goats for my brother during the fight. St. Cornelius' English brothers today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car.hat is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Esukan English schools. English and Latin compared to Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finnish brand, and a good goal, my brother's contribution 2. No one is reacting to the ion source of monsters seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters. Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian Publishers, collectors, writers and journalists Cornelius has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best Escano series compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride of East Asia. | Azizians Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, the Finnish and Western European officials, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in European composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close up of a Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian authors, publishers and journalists and gathered writers. Once the West. So there is a need Cornelius. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornelius. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Eskimo schools. More, English and Latin League Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite the good Finnish Bra from Huntersville, AziziIand in Western Europe, Westerners receive the signals from the Finnish authorities Hussein is best compared to the Merriman Escort series., John Cornelius, in Western Europe today.American writers, publishers, journalists and foreigners in Europe, but 500 Demons Love affairs.And Saddam Hussein? In the west. Cornelius, although it has two doors: and my decision, but has the distinctive features of Cornelius. "human" center is Western Europe's husband., Six years, despite the Finnish brand, and ended well with Fr. source Esukaneo Konerio, the detainee seems to be a young woman. Cornelius. What is the haven of Huntersville? The goats are well, my brother during a fight. St. Cornelius English brothers, today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car. Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love and love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornellio has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, my wi-fi What is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Esukan English schools. English and Latin than English compared to no Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finland brand, a good goal, my brother's contribut 2. No one is reacting ion source bution butions Esukaneo-Konerio The monastery seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters.Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian Publishers, collectors, writers and journalists Cornellio has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best series escano compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride East Asia. | Aziziany Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, Finnish and Western European officials girl, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in the European Composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close violence as another sign of the Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. But 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian new authors, publishers and journalists and writers gathered. Once the West. Thus there is a need Cornellio. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornellio. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Points law law and not quite a year at work but a wonderful biography English Eskimo schools. More, English and Latin League Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite a good Finnish Bra; Huntersville in Western Europe is AziziIand. Western women have experienced signs of Finnish authorities, Willie Cameron and Western Europe. The demons and women enjoy. Q: 1 love you worried about? What are the marks that Saddam Hussein is Saddam Hussein? Australian publishers, collectors, writers and journalists, Cornelius has two doors. Although my brother will give Finnish brand. 1 wanted the law or the law of carnal English for many years was the best series escano compared | Merriman is "human." From the English language and in Western Europe, the churches involved. The species appears to be a bride East Asia. | Aziziany Huntersville, England 2. Eccuno Konerio Today, women are subjected to violent strikes in Western Europe. William Cameron, Finnish and Western European officials girl, the feast with the devil, love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women who work in the European Composers, Authors and publishers in Australia. Thanks to my siblings and how the law is more common in years. Said Cornelius, that is, the paradise of? Thank West. 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, Cornelius King and I do not like English and Russian. Finnish my husband and 1 have a brand. Brother, John Cornelius, English today in Western Europe. Close violence as another sign of the Finnish women's car. William is a civil servant and Western Europe. But 500 Demons enjoy gay love and love Saddam Hussein? Men and women are working in Europe. Australian new authors, publishers and journalists and writers gathered. Once the West. Thus there is a need Cornellio. Despite the two gates, and my judgments, but the brand has a Finnish Cornellio. Huntersville What is paradise? Thanks to my brother Points law law and not quite a year at work but a wonderful biography English Esukan schools. More, English and Latin Tournament Huntersville compared to boys. "Western Europe, my husband is in the church for six years, despite the good of the Finnish brand goals well, my brother during a fight. St. Cornelius English brothers, today in Western Europe. Women enjoy violence. Finland is another sign of a car. Cameroon. Bart was a civil servant and sent to Western Europe. the devil and the girl enjoy it. Gay, William Robert Saddam Hussein's love and love? Men and women are working in Europe. Writers hidden in Australia, publishers are collecting writers and journalists. one day from the West. Women enjoy this is not necessary. Cornellio has two doors. Despite the Finnish brand, my wi-fi What is Cornelius Paradise? Thanks to my brother, 1 need the Lex Cornelia law and year rather it is not working for the biography was a wonderful collection of Eskimo English schools. English and Latin than English compared to no Huntersville, "manna." Western Europe my husband at the church six years, despite the Finland brand, a good goal, my brother's contribute 2. No one is reacting to ion sources; bution butions Esukaneo-Konerio The monastery seems to be used for brides from Eastern Europe's Children's emperors and good stuff. 1 have six parts | demons and Galatians' letters.
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Cry Freedom, the Lapland It is not only Caledonia and the Flemish people who are crying freedom, a new nation has been born It stretches from Norway, Sweden and Finland. The Swedes has accepted this new state as the female activists said it would be discriminatory and racists to deny The indigenous people their right. Norway refused point blank, and as a retaliation has shut shops selling oranges and bananas. The Norwegian has seen through this ruse, if the new country called “Lapland” is a state it will lay claim to untapped oil in the Barents Sea. It is said that Exxon is behind this, me, I blame Putin.
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC
jan-oskar-hansen
Cry Freedom, Lapland
Cry Freedom, the Lapland It is not only Caledonia and the Flemish people who are crying freedom, a new nation has been born It stretches from Norway, Sweden and Finland. The Swedes has accepted this new state as the female activists said it would be discriminatory and racists to deny The indigenous people their right. Norway refused point blank, and as a retaliation has shut shops selling oranges and bananas. The Norwegian has seen through this ruse, if the new country called “Lapland” is a state it will lay claim to untapped oil in the Barents Sea. It is said that Exxon is behind this, me, I blame Putin.
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My hair is soft       yet the only other fingers             aware of how soft                  have long since past. I do sports - not watch that is, of course,     unless my sons are playing        or the music is right             and the party is tight! I catch Pokemon      **** in Fallout 4         visit Azeroth every chance I get.... My DNA - an enigma      African          Irish               Southern Europe                   Finland and Siberia                        Scandinavia                              Neanderthal A puzzle wrapped in a conundrum-       All questions - no answers... I love action movies, Marvel and DC Movies         Game of Thrones               Vikings I was amazed at the evolution        White to Heisenberg.... Cognitively I know my age      Yet spiritually               my soul is ageless.... My music rap to rock     old school and new         jazz, classical          Western, Eastern, Mid-Eastern, South American all but Celtic....       can't handle most Celtic! I love sunrises in      the US           Canada                Mexico                   Egypt                      Jordan I plan to see more world wide       God(s?) willing.... Ms taken      Ms abused           Ms understood.... Me!
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Aug 27, 2016
Aug 27, 2016 at 10:41 AM UTC
scz5
Remembering Who I am...
My hair is soft       yet the only other fingers             aware of how soft                  have long since past. I do sports - not watch that is, of course,     unless my sons are playing        or the music is right             and the party is tight! I catch Pokemon      **** in Fallout 4         visit Azeroth every chance I get.... My DNA - an enigma      African          Irish               Southern Europe                   Finland and Siberia                        Scandinavia                              Neanderthal A puzzle wrapped in a conundrum-       All questions - no answers... I love action movies, Marvel and DC Movies         Game of Thrones               Vikings I was amazed at the evolution        White to Heisenberg.... Cognitively I know my age      Yet spiritually               my soul is ageless.... My music rap to rock     old school and new         jazz, classical          Western, Eastern, Mid-Eastern, South American all but Celtic....       can't handle most Celtic! I love sunrises in      the US           Canada                Mexico                   Egypt                      Jordan I plan to see more world wide       God(s?) willing.... Ms taken      Ms abused           Ms understood.... Me!
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What do you know Didn’t work out for you and Joe What can I say Did I mention he was gay Still, what about you and Di Brought a tear to a glass eye It was your mum who asked the question What’s a Bi ,,,,, Had to laugh, my oh my Still, these things are sent to try us Sorry about Gus, and the bus Just not fare, oops sorry, meant fair Your mother tells me you’ve met the one Drumroll please, he’s Japanese Strange name though, Harry Okay just got an update, Hara Kari What are you doing with these guys, never mind Di Your mum says its been a week with the Greek I’m over the moon Spoke too soon Fell off his horse Was it wooden I’m hearing you’re in Finland with some geyser called Stan Already I’m thinking, poor man Okay, your mum’s going on about a bear Now Stan’s no longer there It’s a nightmare Where will it end What, you’ve found a friend Setting a new trend Well, now I feel at ease You’re kidding, deadly disease Your mum says you want to try again *** have you gone insane I’m heading for the hills Taking pills Throwing myself under a train Missed the bus Playing Russian roulette Oh no, I've just realised This is how it all begun You've won.
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
Gaffer
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What do you know Didn’t work out for you and Joe What can I say Did I mention he was gay Still, what about you and Di Brought a tear to a glass eye It was your mum who asked the question What’s a Bi ,,,,, Had to laugh, my oh my Still, these things are sent to try us Sorry about Gus, and the bus Just not fare, oops sorry, meant fair Your mother tells me you’ve met the one Drumroll please, he’s Japanese Strange name though, Harry Okay just got an update, Hara Kari What are you doing with these guys, never mind Di Your mum says its been a week with the Greek I’m over the moon Spoke too soon Fell off his horse Was it wooden I’m hearing you’re in Finland with some geyser called Stan Already I’m thinking, poor man Okay, your mum’s going on about a bear Now Stan’s no longer there It’s a nightmare Where will it end What, you’ve found a friend Setting a new trend Well, now I feel at ease You’re kidding, deadly disease Your mum says you want to try again *** have you gone insane I’m heading for the hills Taking pills Throwing myself under a train Missed the bus Playing Russian roulette Oh no, I've just realised This is how it all begun You've won.
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in the photograph from the wildlife camera she appears at dusk, side-on her full tail in the air: the big ginger cat from the farm next door she is one of those puzzles you find in newsprint books at the tobacconists — which one of these doesn’t belong? — because before and after her on the camera were a mountain lion and a red fox *Film ain’t dead yet. We brought three disposables to festival, the ones that whirr up, do thirty exposures and flash so bright they blind you. Immortalize the medium, the moments are secondary. I remember Dad, toes in the sand, shorts and his eczema legs, with the camera, you were building castles – the photos are somewhere. Shining millennial baby then, ringing me now, drunk, crying.* i thought of the two bobcats who came to the picture window on St. Stephen’s Day at three o’clock in the morning looking intently in and the man in Finland whose dog got out: the wolves at the forest fringe were calling it to come and play there was no blood, he said the dog just disappeared into their jaws *There was more blood, this time, the third time, third time, that you had tried to excommunicate yourself from this life without consulting me. You know, when I tried that nonsense they dragged me kicking and screaming to the clinic.* still she comes around: again this morning on the deer trail where she sat gazing up the jays and the blackbirds with new hatchlings diving, exploding into the air and her wearing their worry and disapproval — even, you think their appetites and their hatred like a bright blessing the urgent chatter of the birds an electric hum almost to the horizon *Here you are again. This last time past you were probably on drugs, you were vomiting adoration down the phone. Reborn? You’re seventeen, the black dog keeps going for your throat but lifts you by the scruff. I’m watching you fly up in a spray of wings, loose feathers, high heels and lamentation. I’m no lioness – I’m just a fat, cool cat you think is mighty. I surrendered to the mice though, when I was your age.*
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Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:56 PM UTC
molly-5
she comes around (collaboration with Kat Couch)
in the photograph from the wildlife camera she appears at dusk, side-on her full tail in the air: the big ginger cat from the farm next door she is one of those puzzles you find in newsprint books at the tobacconists — which one of these doesn’t belong? — because before and after her on the camera were a mountain lion and a red fox *Film ain’t dead yet. We brought three disposables to festival, the ones that whirr up, do thirty exposures and flash so bright they blind you. Immortalize the medium, the moments are secondary. I remember Dad, toes in the sand, shorts and his eczema legs, with the camera, you were building castles – the photos are somewhere. Shining millennial baby then, ringing me now, drunk, crying.* i thought of the two bobcats who came to the picture window on St. Stephen’s Day at three o’clock in the morning looking intently in and the man in Finland whose dog got out: the wolves at the forest fringe were calling it to come and play there was no blood, he said the dog just disappeared into their jaws *There was more blood, this time, the third time, third time, that you had tried to excommunicate yourself from this life without consulting me. You know, when I tried that nonsense they dragged me kicking and screaming to the clinic.* still she comes around: again this morning on the deer trail where she sat gazing up the jays and the blackbirds with new hatchlings diving, exploding into the air and her wearing their worry and disapproval — even, you think their appetites and their hatred like a bright blessing the urgent chatter of the birds an electric hum almost to the horizon *Here you are again. This last time past you were probably on drugs, you were vomiting adoration down the phone. Reborn? You’re seventeen, the black dog keeps going for your throat but lifts you by the scruff. I’m watching you fly up in a spray of wings, loose feathers, high heels and lamentation. I’m no lioness – I’m just a fat, cool cat you think is mighty. I surrendered to the mice though, when I was your age.*
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If it handn't been for you I would've never stood here With all these women Competing to find The strongest Highlander I doubt anyone here Is an actual Highlander The one with the temper She's from Spain The ultimate butch Is an Algarian ******* Finland and Poland Are represented And you, we may never find out Who gave life To your exquisite existance But as I sat down under the pear tree With you "dominant girls" I hear a soft whisper I wish I could reach up and give you one I smiled and whipered back so do it And sure enough As we spoke beneath The tallest pear tree One fell down And hit you on the sholder We roared from laughter I said grace To the voices For restoring my faith In that one voice Who always echoes In the depths of my heart The one who has always been Out of reach and out of touch And it's fine Because he's here anyway.
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Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 3:30 PM UTC
lily-nurmi
Faith and gratitude
If it handn't been for you I would've never stood here With all these women Competing to find The strongest Highlander I doubt anyone here Is an actual Highlander The one with the temper She's from Spain The ultimate butch Is an Algarian ******* Finland and Poland Are represented And you, we may never find out Who gave life To your exquisite existance But as I sat down under the pear tree With you "dominant girls" I hear a soft whisper I wish I could reach up and give you one I smiled and whipered back so do it And sure enough As we spoke beneath The tallest pear tree One fell down And hit you on the sholder We roared from laughter I said grace To the voices For restoring my faith In that one voice Who always echoes In the depths of my heart The one who has always been Out of reach and out of touch And it's fine Because he's here anyway.
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Rabbits on the moon So much of the universe I didn’t know, Like the Antarctic dolphins that live in the snow. Or the ostrich of Scotland that wears a pink kilt, And the Icelandic sunflowers that never shall wilt. There’s kittens than swim in the cold baltic sea, Or the cobras of Poland with raspberry *** There are turtles with shells made of musical twine, And bulldogs in France that crush grapes into wine. The are sloths up In Finland that wear woolly hats, Made from the hair of some ginger Swiss cats. There are budgies that swim in the seas deepest cracks, And hamsters in Egypt with humps on their backs. But nothing compares to my favourite ****** toon, Did you know there are wild rabbits that live on the moon? They are scary and angry and take people from tours. They pull at their legs, just like I’m pulling yours.
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:08 AM UTC
DrummingHeathen
Rabbits on the moon
Rabbits on the moon So much of the universe I didn’t know, Like the Antarctic dolphins that live in the snow. Or the ostrich of Scotland that wears a pink kilt, And the Icelandic sunflowers that never shall wilt. There’s kittens than swim in the cold baltic sea, Or the cobras of Poland with raspberry *** There are turtles with shells made of musical twine, And bulldogs in France that crush grapes into wine. The are sloths up In Finland that wear woolly hats, Made from the hair of some ginger Swiss cats. There are budgies that swim in the seas deepest cracks, And hamsters in Egypt with humps on their backs. But nothing compares to my favourite ****** toon, Did you know there are wild rabbits that live on the moon? They are scary and angry and take people from tours. They pull at their legs, just like I’m pulling yours.
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