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A sequel is an admission that you've been reduced to imitating yourself.

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Just Another Sequel

There are many people,
Some troubled on the streets
And looking grieved,
With no hope.
With lost beliefs,
They let go.

There are many people sharing agonies so real.
They show and hold,
In the cold.
Some try to be,
Brave and bold.

And
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
And is this,
Just another sequel of
People who aren't equal.

There are many people,
Some troubled on the streets
And looking grieved,
With no hope.
With lost beliefs,
They let go.

And
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
And is this,
Just another sequel of
People who aren't equal.

Doing all they can,
To keep what's in their hands.
And
Is this just a sequel of lost people.
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
Is this,
Just another sequel of lost people.
Is this,
Just another sequel of
People who aren't equal.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elvis Imitators

By: steve goodman, michael smith
1981
-- spoken:
Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen. Id like to do this next song especially for you. and for the king.
Well....
I walk up to the mike and and then I shake my hips
I take a deep breath and put a snare on my lips
See me on the street you wouldnt know my name
But imitating elvis is my claim to fame
So when you put my imitation name in lights
Therell be imitation good rockin tonight
Cuz Im an an elvis imitator and I just cant stop
Imitating elvis from the bottom to the top
Imitate the way he talked, the way he smiled
I throw away my scarf and make the crowd go wild
This imitation elvis may not be the king
But baby Im the next best thing
Singing viva las vegas and the g.i. blues
Wont you love me tender in my blue suede shoes
Well let me be your teddy bear, if you must
Oh baby please surrender, cause I need your touch
Well if you feelin lonely, need a place to dwell
Come on down to imitation heartbreak hotel
Chorus:
Were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Yeah my gold lamee cape and my sequined suit
Pompadou haircut and my high-heeled boots
Imitating elvis is the only way
I can make it through my imitation day
I know this rocking music cant be denied
cause I was imitating him before he died
Well Im an an elvis imitator and I just cant stop
Imitating elvis from the bottom to the top
I imitate the way he walked, the way he smiled
I throw away my scarf and make the crowd go wild
This imitation elvis may not be the king
But baby Im the next best thing
Chorus:
Yeah rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh were gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Well baby ... its the next ... best thing
-- spoken:
Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen
Viva las vegas
Viva las vegas

song performed by Jimmy Buffett
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Extra Pale

Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I shouldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free but
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was

Just another sequel
Just another reason for you

How's your day
Did it go your way but
You never ask about it
All the things I wish I'd be
I should have known it from the start
I should have known that it was

Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your sighs

Extra pale
Oh you're frail now
I couldn't laugh about it
Tragedy sets you free
I should have known that it was

Just another sequel
Just another reason for you
Just another sequel
Just another reason for your (lies)

song performed by Goo Goo Dolls
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With Admission Acquisitioned

You let a fishing for your mission...
Get out of hand,
And...
You let too many you would listen,
Take more a stand...
And,
'Something' inside you felt missing...
And then you ran,
Away!

You don't need permission,
To be,
Magic!

Turn on that ignition,
With admission acquisitioned.

You don't need permission,
To be,
Magic!

Turn on that ignition,
With admission acquisitioned.

You let a fishing for your mission...
Get out of hand,
And...
You let too many you would listen,
Take more a stand...
And,
'Something' inside you felt missing...
And then you ran,
Away!

When you entered on this Earth,
You were a miracle at birth...
And,
You don't need permission,
To be,
Magic!

Turn on that ignition,
With admission acquisitioned.
And,
You don't need permission,
To be,
Magic!
When you entered on this Earth,
You were a miracle at birth!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An Experiment Of Life....

life is an experiment
this poem is, was, and will always be
another experiment
imitating life, art imitating that serious life
that broken heart
mimicking pain
but can never be
the same

life is so beautiful, because of this experiment
shades of colors mixing in the atmosphere
life changing perfumes
hues,
changing shapes, birds, fish, islands
clouds,
never ending drama
conversations without end
whispers without edges

this one too, the one that you have never felt
even before
as you once closed the door
this is a cloud peeping for you
longing
drifting imitating you
changing
clothes, self, shedding off skin
snake, shark,
shoelace,

waters, sands, kiss, arms,
bodies....

just you and me
behind your nape my hush....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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i understand Aldo

i understand Aldo
he is talking about a certain
cynthia buhain who thinks that he is a bogus poet
imitating others

art imitating life
aldo imitating other people's words

which, out of sheer fun, i also do,
but cynthia is new,

and Aldo must also try to understand
like God
Aldo must extend the hands of compassion

the witch may live in the Philippines
if Aldo believes it so...

meantime, Aldo my friend
outstanding poet at PH

let us keep PH 7
not 14 not 1

cool man, be neutral, be cool,
there is no storm, there is no malice

let us keep being first rated mockingbirds
on top of the roof
on top of our voices

let us keep mocking!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Las Vegas Dealer

Goodbye lauren lee, my precious lauren lee has gone
Gone so far away now, wont be back today or tomorrow
Goodbye lauren lee, my precious lauren lee has gone out
But is he away with the fairies, is he away with me?
Take him away, its free, I play anywhere I choose
Did he get into the sequel, how is leno these days?
Take it away, cause I dont care whether we win or lose
Yeah, whether we win or lose
All my chips are down, my precious chips are almost gone
Find a better caller, dealer man without a son
Put it all on one, I feel like number one is on now
But is he away with the fairies, is he away with me?
Take him away, its free, I play anywhere I choose
Did he get into the sequel, how is leno these days?
Take it away, cause I dont care whether we win or lose
Yeah, whether we win or lose
Goodbye lauren lee, my precious lauren lee has gone out
Yeah, whether we win or lose, whether we win or lose
Yeah, whether we win or lose
But is he away with the fairies, is he away with me?
Take him away, its free, I play anywhere I choose
Did he get into the sequel, how is leno these days?
Take it away, cause I dont care whether we win or lose
Yeah, whether we win or lose

song performed by Gomez
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A Life Lived That Has A Meaning

Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!

Time given unspent can be a detriment that dims,
The mind of the one with procrastination done.
And wastes in hesitation,
To explore more frustrations.

Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!

Shouting from the roof,
Can break frustrations loose.
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!

Defending hesitation...
Welcomes procrastination.

Shouting from the roof,
Can break frustrations loose.
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!

Cooped up in a loop,
Can be removed to fool a loser.
And change,
The one who claims to feel pain.
Oh...
Cooped up in a loop,
Can be reduced to soothe a mover,
And change,
What had for them stayed the same!

Oh...
A life lived that has a meaning,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Moments of Truth

Fishing for just who has been paid,
To dismiss the red tape usually laid...
With a duplication generally instigated,
To complicate a masquerade paced to chase...
Fakes away.

Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To a mocking done with folly!

Disguising the lies,
Told to rise to heights...
Those who become idolized.

Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To criminalize those who choose not to hide lies.

Fishing for just who has been paid,
To dismiss the red tape usually laid...
With a duplication generally instigated,
To complicate a masquerade paced to chase...
Fakes away.

Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To a mocking done with folly!

Moments of truth,
Are often reduced...
To criminalize the wise.

Those accustomed to be duped,
Will always stoop...
To take positions as fools,
At no surprise by those who see...
Through disguises!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Time Immemorial

Start in the way that you want to go on
Tear down the fence that you sit upon
It was good while it lasted but now it has gone
So face up to what you have done
For time immemorial, time immemorial, time
A glorious contest to find the invincible one
And I will know everything there is
Goodbye to you and your money
And I will go anywhere you say
If you take away all the cameras
The house that we live in is falling apart
There's no guarantee coz we got it for free
And all the pretenders to somebody's throne
Are finding it out on there own
For time immemorial, time immemorial, time
We'll go on a mission to find the invincible one
And I will know everything there is
Goodbye to you and your public
And I will go everywhere you say
If you don't charge admission
Okay, we're lucky, but then again...
For time immemorial, time immemorial, time
We'll go on a mission to find the invincible one
And I will know everything there is
Goodbye to you and your money
And I will go anywhere you say
If you sell me shown the secrets of your house
And I will know everything you say
Take away all the cameras, the cameras
And I will go anywhere you say
If you don't charge admission, admission

song performed by Crowded House
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Solid Is This Knowledge

Phased out!
From admission and conditions,
Of doubt.
They're phased out.

And solid is this knowledge.

Phased out!
From admission and conditions,
Of doubt.
They're phased out.

No needs I have for worries,
Or doubts!
They're phased out.

No rush to hustle bustled in a scurried hurry.
Or haggard by a nag,
Wishing to dump on me baggage.

No needs I have for worries,
Or doubts!
They're phased out.

And solid is this knowledge.

Phased out!
From admission and conditions,
Of doubt.
They're phased out.

No rush to hustle bustled in a scurried hurry.
Or haggard by a nag,
Wishing to dump on me baggage.
Or doubts!
They're phased out.

And,
Solid is this knowledge.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 7

AND thou, O matron of immortal fame,
Here dying, to the shore hast left thy name;
Cajeta still the place is call’d from thee,
The nurse of great Æneas’ infancy.
Here rest thy bones in rich Hesperia’s plains; 5
Thy name (’t is all a ghost can have) remains.
Now, when the prince her fun’ral rites had paid,
He plow’d the Tyrrhene seas with sails display’d.
From land a gentle breeze arose by night,
Serenely shone the stars, the moon was bright, 10
And the sea trembled with her silver light.
Now near the shelves of Circe’s shores they run,
(Circe the rich, the daughter of the Sun,)
A dang’rous coast: the goddess wastes her days
In joyous songs; the rocks resound her lays: 15
In spinning, or the loom, she spends the night,
And cedar brands supply her father’s light.
From hence were heard, rebellowing to the main,
The roars of lions that refuse the chain,
The grunts of bristled boars, and groans of bears, 20
And herds of howling wolves that stun the sailors’ ears.
These from their caverns, at the close of night,
Fill the sad isle with horror and affright.
Darkling they mourn their fate, whom Circe’s pow’r,
(That watch’d the moon and planetary hour,) 25
With words and wicked herbs from humankind
Had alter’d, and in brutal shapes confin’d.
Which monsters lest the Trojans’ pious host
Should bear, or touch upon th’ inchanted coast,
Propitious Neptune steer’d their course by night 30
With rising gales that sped their happy flight.
Supplied with these, they skim the sounding shore,
And hear the swelling surges vainly roar.
Now, when the rosy morn began to rise,
And wav’d her saffron streamer thro’ the skies; 35
When Thetis blush’d in purple not her own,
And from her face the breathing winds were blown,
A sudden silence sate upon the sea,
And sweeping oars, with struggling, urge their way.
The Trojan, from the main, beheld a wood, 40
Which thick with shades and a brown horror stood:
Betwixt the trees the Tiber took his course,
With whirlpools dimpled; and with downward force,
That drove the sand along, he took his way,
And roll’d his yellow billows to the sea. 45
About him, and above, and round the wood,
The birds that haunt the borders of his flood,
That bath’d within, or basked upon his side,
To tuneful songs their narrow throats applied.
The captain gives command; the joyful train 50

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poem by Publius Vergilius Maro
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A Drop of Water

Even split
Into two
It continues on
It lives forever
Imitating,
Copying
Its neighbor close by
And imitating,
Copying
Our dreams
To live on

poem by Mye3
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ANGRY WHITE BOY POLKA

[LAST RESORT (Papa Roach)]
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort, suffocation, no breathing
Don't give a... if I cut my arm bleeding
This is my last resort
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and a-crying
[CHOP SUEY! (System Of A Down)]
Wake up! (Wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little make-up
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die, die, die
D-d-die die die die die
Hey!
[GET FREE (The Vines)]
I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
I'm gonna get free
Ride into the sun
She never loved me
She never loved me
She never loved me
Why should anyone?
(Come here, come here, come here)
I'll take your photo for ya
(Come here, come here, come here)
Drive you around the corner
(Come here, come here, come here)
You know you really oughta
(Come here, come here, come here)
Move out to California*
[HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO (The Hives)]
Do what I want 'cause I can, if I don't because I wanna
Be ignored by the stiff and the bored because I'm gonna

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song performed by Weird Al Yankovic
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All Metaphor

The problem is metaphoric;
I live inside lines
which only approximate
but do not satisfy.

I'm symbol and artifact
but lack the substance of reality;

I kiss sometimes imitating
how the book says I should.

I talk
imitating
my favorite
movie star.

The difficulty is
I can remember
deciding what kind of personality
I would have at 13;
something low maintenance
I thought;

I'm not naturally effusive;
rather shy
so I decided to be low-key
and mysterious
and attract attention like that.

My look is straight
from the comic book character
I most admired at 10.

Hasn't changed much.

I don't know really how to love
but feel most in love
when I think about it

when I think I have gotten a bargain
in the other person;
you know
getting away with something;

That person is better looking than
me-a bargain
has more friends than me
has more to offer than me;
so me with him
is a bargain.

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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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He Got You

he got you into this art
of acting out things but not really
this harmful pretension
that which defrauds or swindles

it is just the art of mimicry
well, may be not just to entertain
but could be
also to survive

this is an art of life
imitating art and of
art imitating life oh,

this is all about disguises
the man disguising as a clown
to please the lonely kid in town

the clown in turn disguising as a man
to help another one

the man is not the clown
and the clown is not the man

no matter how convincing the
acting might be or
how perfect the imitation

the identity is never lost
they stick to their own realities
despite the perfection of their art

it is you who is lost in this labyrinth of art
your skill and instincts have failed you
utterly
you bring with you your equation
antiquated &
so inaccurate and thus defeating the quickness
of the mind with the sleigh of the hand

that the man and the clown are one.
you may be right, but i tell you you may also be wrong

well, you must cope up

simply see things as they are
not as what they seem
to be.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ordinarily logic is divided into the examination of ideas, judgments, arguments, and methods. The two latter are generally reduced to judgments, that is, arguments are reduced to apodictic judgments that such and such conclusions follow from such and such premises, and method is reduced to judgments that prescribe the procedure that should be followed in the search for truth.

quote by Andre-Marie Ampere
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The Love That I Found Defined In Me

The love that I found defined in me.
Reduced all the fantasies,
I kept deceived.
When I saw you,
That moment I knew...
Mixed reactions disappeared.
I felt a deepness clearing and near,
Flowing to bestow...
Upon me.

The love that I found defined in me.
Removed all desires to be free.
You held the key,
To unlock that need in me...
That kept my secret beliefs,
No one could be there to release..
This in me.

The love that I found defined in me.
Needed no one else to complete.
You had the magic.
Fantastic,
Indeed!
And in me...
What it was you had,
Fixed a piece of mystery...
That teased!
And freed a gladness.

The love that I found defined in me.
Reduced all the fantasies,
I kept deceived.
When I saw you,
That moment I knew...
Mixed reactions disappeared.
I felt a deepness clearing and near.
To forever be here with me,
To grow.
And know together love!

The love that I found defined in me.
Needed no one else to complete.
You had the magic.
Fantastic,
Indeed!
And in me...
What it was you had,
Fixed a piece of mystery...
That rid from me the sadness.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What's There To Defecate On The T.V. Tonight?

Inoculate existence to the pleasures of the screen
Preying heed at the altar in the service the settee
Enrichment to the popcorn in sterilized excitement
Taste the artificial flavor that butters your confinement

Drift in the sea of static electro phosphate discharge
Catching the cheap thrills for dancing with the stars
Watch your altered cerebellum supernovas serotonin
For that macabre fetish when Criminal Minds is on

You know you'll find excitement in another rerun
A life of two dimensions in Sony stereo speakers
Pull a sitcom or a drama imitating your connections
Until all that's left of us is hologram seductions

What's there to see on HD TV?
Just the bread and circus of enlightened society
Click Switch, Click Switch, and Click switch
Static eyes disolve pupils dilate and twitch

Nothing new on news, accept recycled tragedies
Filtered dialogues digesting spacious commentary
Programmed homicides -Suicides: celebrating Ratings
See news castors plaster consideration without virtue

Click Switch, Click Switch Click Switch

Legal queries and drive bys for regurgitated pastimes
Watch the minister of finance announce innovative tax cuts
A sequel in six months, will show recessions still at lunch
With a barging bin protest conducted after brunch

Click Switch, Click Switch, Click Switch
More celebrity activists preach a call to arms
Until another agenda fad changes their cause
Trapped Alabama Miners, Students fighting in Quebec
There's going to be another issue so just sit back a relax

Global warming's escalating, pedophilias the rage
Just enjoy the stable barrage of calamities buffets
At 8: 00 it's Family Guy, at 9: 00 it's Yankee Idol
Who needs real solutions when preaching to the converted?

Just
Click Switch, Click Switch, Click Switch
Until you pass the final twitch

poem by Kevin Patrick
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You sign for a sequel for everything these days, just in case, options. In the past, you avoided them like the plague because it meant somewhere down the road you couldn't take a job because you had to do a sequel. Now it's a feature of pretty much any feature you do.

quote by Mark Strong
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