Barbara Adler

your poem about Buster Keaton is awesome.  

Thanks for the friendship, I like your profile! Have a nice day.

Wir wünschen ein schönes Wochenende und freuen uns immer über einen Besuch in unserem Wildgehege

www.wildgehege-hellenthal.de

Perform live during South by South West!!!!!!!!!
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tnk u for add!have a good day!:)

100,000,000 people and going strong
a wave of attraction
Worldwide and in every little town and hamlet
We are known

Wherever rivers flow
Emitting sounds
The Siren's cry and the Dragon's wail
Forged from steel deep within the earth's crust

Trekking far and wide
Opening doors and tearing down walls
From back alleys to concert halls
Everyone's welcome

Bring a pint of whiskey
Bring your troubled heart
Feel electricity pulse through your veins
Gallop at a full clip like a cheetah

As your heart races
You fear it may be too much to bare
Yet you are indestructible
You are a gladiator from ancient Rome
Long live Maximo

Long may you stain the memory of man
And make him praise your name
You died by a traitor's knife
But you conquered the many

And as the sea of human bodies sways too and fro
The lights flicker through the evening mist
On this night
At this moment
We are free

Free from the tyranny of evil men
Free from what lies beneath
Free from the shadows that lurk in our minds
Free from the beast

spiritual beings in physical bodies


Bombs would be bursting
Dread locks unfurled
Gorilla warfare with Cuban cigars and berets
And I never really liked cake

Neat little rows of houses
Passing time by wasting it
Never went outside my door
And I hate the smell of thrift stores
They smell like dead people's stuff

Simple Simon relax and let go
Handle the small things
Work your way up
Back off when it gets boring

I walk and I wag it
It slaps on both sides
It gets hard when your near me
That was fun let's do it again

And the sum total of man's feeble efforts
Will crumble and fall
Like the nose on the Sphynx
Some retarded Jackass will steal it and pawn it for a fix

But when I run
It's like I'm a thoroughbred quarter horse
Stretching my legs
With the music blasting
My butt will get tight
You'll see

And everything is on sale at Walmart
We are being outsourced and watered down
From the board room to the ball room
From sea to shining sea
That bright and shiny stars and stripes

Has been stolen
That ideal of equality was hijacked
Since the heros of the republic were gunned down
JFK and Martin Luther King
We were born into slavery
Slavery of thought
Slavery of poverty

Lost was our freedom of joy and brotherhood
Lost was our community spirit
Lost was the trust we had in our neighbor
Lost was our faith in the good of our fellow man
Lost was the easy chair on the porch
Lost was slumber parties

After the "Our Fathers" I turned to my neighbors
And nobody would shake my hand
Or even give me an acknowledging half smile
Instead they are just heeding the warning of the times
Never talk to strangers
Never smile at someone you don't know

Especially if it's a guy
He must just want something from you
And I'm not afraid you won't like this
You don't like anything that you don't understand
You can't understand why anyone would be different than you

But

a xmas present..