Quotes about mention, page 9
Cackle
Oh, my brothers do not wrangle.
When the sweets of office dangle
At a most inviting angle
Be polite.
In the legislative struggle,
When in office safe you snuggle,
Then to jangle or to juggle
Isn't right.
And, O never, never niggle!
Though the vulgar people giggle
When they see a statesman wriggle
To a place.
And, I prithee, never niggle;
With the man who stops to peddle,
For the act upon his head'll
Bring disgrace.
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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In The First Elective Ministry
In the neolithic age of our Australia, long ago,
There dwelt a wise old chieftain, as you probably don't know;
His royal tastes and habits I won't venture to describe,
But his plain horse-sense was noted and applauded by his tribe.
Now, this chief was not a despot, as you will, perhaps, conclude;
For, though debate was noisy and procedure somwhat crude,
There did exist a Parliament, elected in due form,
With a Premier and Ministry - which made things pretty warm.
For the style of Party Government, in vogue about that time,
Was inclined to lead to discord - not to mention down-right crime.
For boomerangs and waddies were used freely in debate;
And, as a rule, ex-Ministers were spoken of as 'late.'
For the salaries of Ministers were not to be despised;
And 'emoluments of office ' were, indeed, most highly prized.
The Premier got five 'possums and ten fat grubs a day,
While a snake and three gohannas were his colleagues' daily pay.
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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The Leader That Was Pushed
Once on a time a general whose name is handed down
To the present generation as a name of high renown
Once on a time this general - I trust you understand
This happened years and years ago, and in a foreign land.
This general once stood before his army, thinking hard;
And he talked about advancing, but he didn't move a yard,
For, to put the matter plainly, though he knew his cause was right,
And desired to be the leader, yet he didn't want to fight.
He bravely talked for hours and hours of tactics and defence
(In good sooth, he was a leader of undoubted eloquence)
Till his soldiers grew impatient, for they spied afar the foe,
So they started marching forward, and the leader had to go,
Though he begged for time to elocute, they forced him to a walk;
Then they broke into a double, and he hadn't breath to talk.
If his soldiers start to push him - well, that can a leader do?
Thus he led his army forward - of necessity, 'tis true.
Oh, they forced him to a run,
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Zoo Blues - parody T.S. Eliot Macavity
The Lion and the Unicorn
The Lion and the Unicorn were happy, but the Crown
decided that the Lion’s day was done, his house pulled down,
so Council’s moral: pull his tail! At that, heart-wrending groan
was heard – no more the sturdy roar each one felt was his own!
And like the chimpanzees who teased their fleas and used to clown
at tea-time in the London Zoo – his whereabouts’ unknown!
Some sought him in the Parliament, and some in Lion Square,
though dogs may bark in Regent’s Park, the Lion was not there...
The Lion and the Unicorn together used to frown
upon Old England’s enemies, to please the King, - now brown
and rusty lies the cage’s door, poor watchman sighs alone,
for no one tries to subsidise the former keeper’s loan!
And though the government meant well, he’s hounded out of town,
his days are up, no more to sup, upon a luscious bone, -
some call upon 10 Downing Street, some Fleet Street, some Mayfair,
though dogs may bark in Regent’s Park, the Lion is not there!
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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6 Foot 3'......[LONG; Scary; Gross; Murder]
I'll tell you a crime story that you've never heard,
But first you'll have to promise to not spread the word.
It started many years ago on the Massachusetts coast.
Most of those who know of it are now themselves ghosts.
It is a murder story frightful and most ghastly.
If you mention it to the police they'll laugh, and YOU may be the victim, lastly.
After high school in the 60's I attended Boston College.
I went there for the social life, and to gain some more knowledge.
While there I joined a fraternity made up mostly of jocks.
Initiation week they made us attend classes with no shoes or sox.
I'm getting off the track a bit as does happen often.
I think too many drugs in the 60's caused my brain to soften.
A member of my fraternity was a B.C. basketball star;
He was scouted by the pros and it was felt he'd go far.
He was 6 foot 7 and his meals were supersized.
He was my closest friend and I enjoyed looking up at his eyes.
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poem by Bri Edwards
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Hart-Leap Well
The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor
With the slow motion of a summer's cloud,
And now, as he approached a vassal's door,
"Bring forth another horse!" he cried aloud.
"Another horse!"--That shout the vassal heard
And saddled his best Steed, a comely grey;
Sir Walter mounted him; he was the third
Which he had mounted on that glorious day.
Joy sparkled in the prancing courser's eyes;
The horse and horseman are a happy pair;
But, though Sir Walter like a falcon flies,
There is a doleful silence in the air.
A rout this morning left Sir Walter's Hall,
That as they galloped made the echoes roar;
But horse and man are vanished, one and all;
Such race, I think, was never seen before.
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poem by William Wordsworth
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Bathe In My Snot
Stones of thought the sleaper awakes
Gone but a chioce which path will i take
No longer my prison my key to the past
I'll mention your sorrow now love will ever last
Love will ever last
Your voice on a thought now is your blood
A chance for new life
Now so close in your eye
The same lies now renders my thought
You belted me silly, now bathe in my snot!
Stones of thought the sleaper awakes
Gone but a chioce which path will i take
No longer my prison my key to the past
I'll mention your sorrow now love will ever last
Love will ever last
song performed by Incubus
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The Mention Of Your Name
Time goes by
And every single tear
It must have well run dry
And the lonely nights
Become a strange accepted way
And the years go past
Just like the old song says
The pain with time has healed
It could not last
But oh a friend
Like a fool mentions your name
Sunny days, drunken nights
You smile and say its all right
But oh the cold, cold rain
At the mention of your name
Forgive me please
If I shrug my shoulders
When I put my friends at ease
As I get older
Its not that I dont feel colder than before
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song performed by Chris Rea
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Cities
Think of london, a small city
Its dark, dark in the daytime
The people sleep, sleep in the daytime
If they want to, if they want to
Chorus
Im checking them out
Im checking them out
I got it figured out
I got it figured out
Theres good points and bad points
Find a city
Find myself a city to live in.
There are a lot of rich people in birmingham
A lot of ghosts in a lot of houses
Look over there!...a dry ice factory
A good place to get some thinking done
Down el paso way things get pretty spread out
People got no idea where in the world they are
They go up north and come back south
Still got no idea where in the world they are.
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song performed by Talking Heads
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Dont Let It Show
Lead vocal: dave townsend
If its getting harder to face every day
Dont let it show, dont let it show
Though its getting harder to take what they say
Just let it go, just let it go
And if it hurts when they mention my name
Say you dont know me
And if it helps when they say Im to blame
Say you dont own me
Even if its taking the easy way out
Keep it inside of you
Dont give in
Dont tell them anything
Dont let it
Dont let it show
Even though you know its the wrong thing to say
Say you dont care, say you dont care
Even if you want to believe theres a way
I wont be there, I wont be there
But if you smile when they mention my name
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song performed by Alan Parsons Project
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