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I wrote a poem tonight. It's been a while. Anyway, it's rather different than my usual, and I would love to see what people think of it. If you like it, if you hate it, and why. ^_^
joke
laugh laugh - ha ha ha!
its the joke don’cha see?
its the irreversible unquenchable
insatiable underwhelming joke
ya know ya know it!
laugh laugh - slap your knee
if you have one or stand stiff
and pissy and drunk
unwilling - unwilling! -
to spare me a dime
a quarter more for a can of soda
its the raucous crazy joke
where everyone and I mean everyone
is the butt the punch line
even you mr. president
even you madam president
and you too hussein and mr. osama
remember its only a joke
(its only a joke
even when they put you down
take you out for dogs and
cats to fight over
rotting with worms and maggots
great joke it is!)
from tall tall buildings and tiny
little office windows caging
the light in a fluorescent gasp
the joke is on them too ya see
for all the women afraid to fart
only men do that! don’cha see?
for all the men and their hidden purses
and all the boys and barbies
wondering what real breasts feel like
this one goes out to you
(the joke of a lifetime
ya see isnt about whos right
and whos wrong)
its all about the way you stand
up and fling your hands in the sky
up and up and even higher there
climb over those above you
theyd do the same
yes they would mr. president
and madam president
don’cha know the punch line?
ask the stewards of your mighty
fortress your mighty curbs
surely they would know
oh and poor mr. osama
dont you see it too dont you see
throw your hands in the air
and wave them wild crazy
(its not a matter
of whos right or wrong
or of whos stronger or weaker)
its just the tallest call attention
to the reaper man
and ya know ya know
we dont want that
In other news, I just found these amazing sausages. They're a wine and cheese sausage - chardonay and... ficcotia (something like that?) cheese. Oh man, I had one tonight... and I melted on the insides. Best sausage I've had, except maybe the sausage at Minatori's. I wish I had someone to take there. It was really good when Emily and I went. Bloody good sausage, lol.
I can't believe I only have like two and a half weeks, less than really left. Can it be that little all ready? Crap crap crap. Oh well. I'm thinking about leaving the quartet this semester. I'm not sure I'm getting what I want out of it any more, and I think I would be more able to focus on my solo work without being obligated to the quartet. This point would be moot if things work out like they may for other people in the quartet. I suppose it's a wait and see factor. Pray, too, of course.
Man, I keep forgetting how amazing Sigur Ros is and then I listen to them and I remember and its good. They just kick my butt in the most amazing ways possible.
joke
laugh laugh - ha ha ha!
its the joke don’cha see?
its the irreversible unquenchable
insatiable underwhelming joke
ya know ya know it!
laugh laugh - slap your knee
if you have one or stand stiff
and pissy and drunk
unwilling - unwilling! -
to spare me a dime
a quarter more for a can of soda
its the raucous crazy joke
where everyone and I mean everyone
is the butt the punch line
even you mr. president
even you madam president
and you too hussein and mr. osama
remember its only a joke
(its only a joke
even when they put you down
take you out for dogs and
cats to fight over
rotting with worms and maggots
great joke it is!)
from tall tall buildings and tiny
little office windows caging
the light in a fluorescent gasp
the joke is on them too ya see
for all the women afraid to fart
only men do that! don’cha see?
for all the men and their hidden purses
and all the boys and barbies
wondering what real breasts feel like
this one goes out to you
(the joke of a lifetime
ya see isnt about whos right
and whos wrong)
its all about the way you stand
up and fling your hands in the sky
up and up and even higher there
climb over those above you
theyd do the same
yes they would mr. president
and madam president
don’cha know the punch line?
ask the stewards of your mighty
fortress your mighty curbs
surely they would know
oh and poor mr. osama
dont you see it too dont you see
throw your hands in the air
and wave them wild crazy
(its not a matter
of whos right or wrong
or of whos stronger or weaker)
its just the tallest call attention
to the reaper man
and ya know ya know
we dont want that
In other news, I just found these amazing sausages. They're a wine and cheese sausage - chardonay and... ficcotia (something like that?) cheese. Oh man, I had one tonight... and I melted on the insides. Best sausage I've had, except maybe the sausage at Minatori's. I wish I had someone to take there. It was really good when Emily and I went. Bloody good sausage, lol.
I can't believe I only have like two and a half weeks, less than really left. Can it be that little all ready? Crap crap crap. Oh well. I'm thinking about leaving the quartet this semester. I'm not sure I'm getting what I want out of it any more, and I think I would be more able to focus on my solo work without being obligated to the quartet. This point would be moot if things work out like they may for other people in the quartet. I suppose it's a wait and see factor. Pray, too, of course.
Man, I keep forgetting how amazing Sigur Ros is and then I listen to them and I remember and its good. They just kick my butt in the most amazing ways possible.