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Stupid Mop

Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
Spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Why is that better than being hugged
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Just like a person having sex feels cared for
We wanna be loved so we have sex together
And they feel loved about that
And this is the way it makes me feel loved
I want it I dream about it I think about it I want it
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy you know

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song performed by Pearl Jam from Vittalogy
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Hey Foxymophandlemama, Thats Me

Dont you want people to love you?
My spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Thats the only thing I want so much...
Dont you want people to love you?
My spanking, thats the only thing I want so much...
Thats the only thing I want so much...
Why is that better than being hugged?
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person...
Closer to the person...
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person...
Closer to the person...
Just like a person having sex feels cared for...
We wanna be loved, so we have sex together...
And they feel loved about that...
And this is the way it makes me feel...loved...
I want it, I dream about it, I think about it, I want it...
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know?

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song performed by Pearl Jam
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Push Push and Pop It

Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
To kick and knock your 'ouch' about!

To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.
To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.
To needle and pick!
You gotta stop it.

Puuussshhh! Keep pushin'

Push push and pop it!
Don't keep it bottled up!
Or you will dropp like slop to mop.
Leaving specs and pieces left,
To kick and knock your 'ouch' about!

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obama Wont Mama

Take that scrub brush,
And that mop.
Start from the corners...
And clean this mess up, baby.

'Don't wanna.
I don't wanna.
Don't wanna...
Or gonna! '

Take that scrub brush,
And that mop.
Start from the corners...
And clean this mess up, baby.

'Don't wanna.
I don't wanna.
Don't wanna...
Or gonna! '

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Love I've Got

Opened to the flow,
That exists.
No longer am I resisting it...
This love!

This love I've got,
Is more than not!
And is feeding all my needs,
Now I'm stronger than a rock!
This love I've got,
Is more than not!
And is feeding all my needs,
Now I'm stronger than a rock!

I took a mop!
And cleaned up shop.
I had to stop discomfort that I knew,
And grew up a lot!
I took a mop!
And cleaned up shop.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Need To Boot That Attitude You've Got

You need,
To dropp your griping down a notch.
You need,
To stop your grouching done a lot.
You need,
To lower that heat and stop...
A rotting rooted you need to block.

You need,
To boot that attitude you've got.
You need,
To find a broom or use a mop...
To clean up all the mess you've dropped.
And prevent the others from sliding in slop.

You need,
To dropp your griping down a notch.
You need,
To stop your grouching done a lot.
You need,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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An interesting Interview

I was called for an interview in a Liquor store.
The Boss is short and stout
And a big Cuban cigar in his mouth.
He spat and started the conversation.
'This is a mop and you must handle it very carefully
As it's like a delicate woman, if you grab tightly
You get bad results and be careful at all.'
He gave me the mop and I mopped a certain area.
Then he smiled;
'What do you think of my smile? '
'Really that resembles me Winston.Churchill.'
'Not Hitler? '
'Perhaps if that typical mustache pasted? '
'I hope that we can work together, you drink? '
'Only when my pocket happy and sounds.'
'All right, I'll call you soon before the Christmas season.'
My old sleigh skidded in the Snow-White dream.

* To all my friends in the site.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Mavis and Beryle.... Refined

Mavis and Beryl
(a couple of war wives out the front of their houses)
(Please note fag is cigarette and aye is yes)

So whilst the golden fire displayed nature in her prime
And oak trees stood proud and good in a regimental line
Dancing silhouettes tinkered, creating a wondering swaying scene
Mavis clad in rollers, upon her mop, she had chose to lean

A smelly fag she held in hand as a lady at a ball
Dreaming of Sherry and taffeta, turning the heads of all
Fingers extending as though she were the aristocracy
When up popped Beryl the girl next door
'Dya wanna a cuppa Tea? '

Mavis took a puff, then a breath, then left her world of mind
Said 'oh aye duck, I'd like that'
'you are so very kind! '

She stubbed it out, laid her mop then trotted up the path

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poem by Karen Sinclair
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A Description of a City Shower

Careful Observers may fortel the Hour
(By sure Prognosticks) when to dread a Show'r:
While Rain depends, the pensive Cat gives o'er
Her Frolicks, and pursues her Tail no more.
Returning Home at Night, you'll find the Sink
Strike your offended Sense with double Stink.
If you be wise, then go not far to Dine,
You spend in Coach-hire more than save in Wine.
A coming Show'r your shooting Corns presage,
Old Aches throb, your hollow Tooth will rage.
Sauntring in Coffee-house is Dulman seen;
He damns the Climate, and complains of Spleen.

Mean while the South rising with dabbled Wings,
A Sable Cloud a-thwart the Welkin flings,
That swill'd more Liquor than it could contain,
And like a Drunkard gives it up again.
Brisk Susan whips her Linen from the Rope,
While the first drizzling Show'r is born aslope,
Such is that Sprinkling which some careless Quean

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poem by Jonathan Swift
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Plateau

Many a hand scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belonged to strangers, some to folks you know
Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand
To beautify the foothills, and shake the many hands
Nothing on top but a bucket and a mop
And an illustrated book about birds
See a lot up there but dont be scared
Who needs action when you got words
When youve finished with the mop then you can stop
And look at what youve done
The plateaus clean, no dirt to be seen
And the work it took was fun
Many a hand began to scan around for the next plateau
Some say it was greenland, and some say mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But those were all just guesses, wouldnt help you if they could

song performed by Nirvana
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