"hammond" poems
devil time
and Pyrex pipe
whatever will you find
so late on a weeknight
that is not found
every other night of every other week
Pyrex pipe
and devil time
margaritas, marijuana,
everything i need
and eye drops in the morning
my favorite gypsy
first cut
early take
quit while you're ahead
but you never do
that hammond *****
really shining something through
my favorite gypsy
don't get too friendly
but you never do
Pyrex pipe
and devil time
i was just a star
i meant for you to name
nothing more than that
you were just the devil
if the devil's name was music
and he still stayed up late
writing songs for everyone
takes all kinds
to give power to the name
Pyrex pipe
and devil time
my favorite gypsy
stays up all night
devil's got a lot of songs to write
that hammond *****
really shining something through
if you could hear it as clearly as i do
but you never do
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 1:07 AM UTC
hi dudes
you see i am a koomarri,. but who gives a **** just like tyler hammond the kid
you see he was ******** oh yeah he ****** was
and i walk the dinosaur like was not was
jump up jump down turn your body around, please baby walk the dinosaur
open the door get on the floor, everybody walk the dinosaur
boom boom malacka acka boom, boom boom malacka acka boom
walk the flaming dinosaur, walk him up
and walk him down, walk him all around this town
open the door get on the floor, walk the flaming dinosaur
boom boom malacka acka boom walk the dinosaur
boom boom malacka acka boom walk the flaming dinosaur
you see to the world i look like a hooligan, walk the dinosaur
simon said pick ya nose, walk the flaming dinosaur
open the door and get on the floor walk the fucken dinosaur
boom boom malacka acka boom, walk it up and walk it down
party all over tony abbott’s liberal frown
ya see buddhists eat foods from sea and earth, they will walk the dinosaur
and as they walk they say, boom boom malacka acka boom
walk the flaming dinosaur
boom boom malacka acka boom
the dinosaur needs to be walked
and now john simmons went to the hospital to get an operation on his leg
and the money beggars really really beg
begging for mercy, begging for fun, kick conservos out on their ***
boom, oh yeah boom boom malacka acka boom
you see steven bradley has me again, let me out you dreadful man
you see i am no longer a cool kid, i have lost my brothers credits because they want me protected
you see, why bully me ya stupid old clown
shake me up and shake me down
graham kennedy is joining new families, oh yeah
you see graham kennedy is walking around on earth
maybe was william tyrell ya see
because since he was abducted his old life graham kennedy said read this poem
try and explain the uplifting version of death
and bring my spirit back to the earth, cause people hate kids, really, buddy is downgrading
yes william tyrell is formerly the aussie entertainer graham kennedy
and he needs to be rescued ummmmm ummmmmm, find young william tyrell, PLEASE
free the spirit of graham kennedy
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 1:18 AM UTC
A scholar to change the human view
to make sense of twas, thou and than.
either shouting in the street through a mask
or preaching through the screen to those still ignorant.
Maybe a congressman to strike at the heart,
to burst from within scattered in gore and gold.
or just one more journalist,
one more stab at the sour core.
the flag bearer will fall time and time again
Brown,
Snowden,
Hammond.
they are not martyrs, they are victors,
the idea will never die with you
carry your flag through the hail of arrogance and evil,
through the fog of the ignorance and hate,
till you pearce the blackened heart,
and the last thing they'll see is your rosy cheeks.
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 1:51 AM UTC
I Need to Be in Love Lyrics
from Gold: 35th Anniversary Edition
"I Need to Be in Love" is track #15 on the album Gold: 35th Anniversary Edition. It was written by Hammond, Albert/bettis, John/carpenter, Richard.
The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing
There's someone in this crazy world for me
The way that people come and go through temporary lives
My chance could come and I might never know
I used to say, "No promises, let's keep it simple"
But freedom only helps you say goodbye
It took a while for me to learn that nothin' comes for free
The price I've paid is high enough for me
I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find
So here I am with pockets full of good intentions
But none of them will comfort me, tonight
I'm wide awake at four a.m. without a friend in sight
I'm hangin' on a hope but I'm alright
I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find
I know I need to be in love
I know I've wasted too much time
I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world
And fool enough to think that's what I'll find
SONGWRITERS
HAMMOND, ALBERT/BETTIS, JOHN/CARPENTER, RICHARD
PUBLISHED BY
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 5:52 PM UTC
Caught in perpetual motion
the sounds of 1970 can never dim.
Like a colossal empire
we're the last gallant year of the 1960's
Got newbies Quartermass and Ashkan
waxing mettle
The Hammond and blues still ooze on
Prior Bubblegum pre Decimal Day!
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
AN OIL IS A GOOD CONDUCTOR FOR HAMMOND SO YOU CAN FIGHT WITH IT, Control group.. its uhh... this one uhhh your supposed to see if mercury has an effect on eggshell thickness well it doesnt. theyd have the control which has the mercury so how do I do that with gulls HAHAHAHAH put them in your pocket.
Ramblings of a madman
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 4:27 PM UTC
Don't Call Us ( we'll call you )
running with my loaf of sugar
trying to reach the top of the world
the boards were singing fine flatted fifths
and the strings were burning the fuzz tones
the radio station said they had no time
maybe I should try again later
so in other words what you're saying is
don't call us, we'll call you
well I wouldn't put it that way exactly
let me hook you up with the green eyed lady
she will give you the direct approach
although at times she'll ask for tongue in cheek
when Hammond eggs sung the clickity clack
we wanted so desperately to return
but we would not let those thoughts proceed
so when they called back for our help
we simply, succinctly, sweetly said
don't call us, we'll call you
Gomer LePoet...
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 6:33 PM UTC
There's a storm in my mind
And fire in my heart
Dear God,
The road ahead is paved with uncertainty
And I'm in danger of being uncertain
I left words for someone
A bread-crumb trail of emotion
To which I ended up re-following
Bleed my heart dry
Fresh dried meat
Jerky
Fruits of my loom
Plumbs
I'm confused
I'm worried
I'm excited
I'm on fire
Don't put me out
I want to go down
In a blaze of glory
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 6:59 PM UTC
Love Thoughts
You know.....it is amazing to the heart...an epiphany if you will: to realize some one has impacted your life so profoundly, that you actually FEEL the emptiness of the deep space they left behind.
I was analyzing this picture of a long dock leading out to a beautiful sea with every bright color in the sky you could imagine! Beautiful picture, sand, colors sky... IT Is ALL THERE. BREATH TAKING REALLY.
I saw my self walk that dock, grow wings and fly off the end - into the sky, into the universe ----to search, FOR YOU...I BECAME deeply overwhelmed: with just the thought of eternity?????...
WHAT IF?...........I WONDER......IS THIS IS ALL WE EVER GET? DO WE SEARCH FOR ONE ANOTHER IN TIME? IS it NEVER...ENDING!? DO WE HAVE THE PRIVILEDGE OF SEEING EACH OTHER ONCE AGAIN? IF JUST TO SAY.THANK YOU!
THANK YOU: FOR LOVING ME! INSURE YOU, ALL YOUR EFFORTS MADE A DIFFERENCE IN MY LIFE: AND I SAW YOU THEN, AS I SEE YOU NOW.................
I loved YOU...I love YOU........ letting you go!
BEAUTIFUL...... REALLY!
RONDALYN BRINDLEY-HAMMOND 2/8/2014
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a ******
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a ******
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a ******
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.
Songwriters: Mike Hazlewood / Albert Hammond / Colin Greenwood / Jonathan Greenwood / Edward O'brien / Philip Selway / Thomas Yorke
Creep lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 10:26 PM UTC
Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people **** in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
~Evey Hammond
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 7:42 PM UTC
Has a petrol-head called Clarkson
run out of speedy road to park on?
Because of his late meal,
his producer got a weal.
Now his fans wail: “Oh Dear!
It’s a dead end for “TOP GEAR.”
Seems the wheels have come off
for this brazen non-PC toff.
Is it the end of the ride
for Chipping Norton’s pride
and no clear Right of Way
for chums Hammond and May?
No sensible man would scupper,
his own TV slot for a cold supper.
Yet there’s alpha males who dread,
TOP GEAR’S due for a feminist retread.
Go girls! Vroom! Vroom! Time for you instead.
TOBIAS
Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 8:52 AM UTC
Hannah is a medical student with a serious addiction to video games
~ A Biography ~
Hannah Lauren Donaldson is a 22-year-old medical student who enjoys adult colouring books, cookery and spreading fake news on Facebook. She is gentle and generous, but can also be very sad and a bit depressed.
She is addicted to video games, something which her friend Oscar Dustin Hammond pointed out when she was 18. The problem intensified in 2019.
She is English who defines herself as straight. She is currently at college. studying medicine. She is obsessed with selfies.
Physically, Hannah is in good shape. She is average-height with bronze skin, grey hair and brown eyes. She has sticking-out-ears.
She grew up in a middle class neighbourhood. Her father left when she was young, leaving her with her mother, who was an addict.
She is currently in a relationship with Horace Keith Cummings. Horace is 18 years older than her and works as a builder.
Hannah's best friend is a medical student called Oscar Hammond. They get on well most of the time. She also hangs around with Brandon Reynolds and Carmen Watts. They enjoy playing video games together.
Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 11:22 AM UTC