I'm off
- Byron
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I'm off
Why should I care if you don't care
For the lack of care that I show?
Would it take a year to produce a tear
That would slew my mascara's flow?
I don't give a damn, I'm not some sad man
Who takes and gives back bugger all
You can shove your trite quips
beneath your fat hips
Go sing to the gap 'tween your lugs
You're only as good as the depth of your troth
Which lacks any credence of worth
This girl's had enough of fast fucks and shoves
When it suited your needs and your time
I'll take the horizon and what lies beyond
A dream's worth a thousand of you
Some say "goodbye," with that tear in the eye
But me? I've some living to do...
For the lack of care that I show?
Would it take a year to produce a tear
That would slew my mascara's flow?
I don't give a damn, I'm not some sad man
Who takes and gives back bugger all
You can shove your trite quips
beneath your fat hips
Go sing to the gap 'tween your lugs
You're only as good as the depth of your troth
Which lacks any credence of worth
This girl's had enough of fast fucks and shoves
When it suited your needs and your time
I'll take the horizon and what lies beyond
A dream's worth a thousand of you
Some say "goodbye," with that tear in the eye
But me? I've some living to do...
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"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
Well, Byron... I'm already half an hour past quitting time, still sitting here at work, reading and writing on the Forum... but dern, Byron! Haven't heard from you poetically in awhile and here you come with one that seems nearly bordering on rage. Uh... may I ask about the context of this one's writing? I'll look to see if you've replied by the time I get home.
Thanks. Great to see you... today, I was thinking how much I miss your and Pete's ongoing contributions here.
Well... checked when I got home, and just checked, again... so, I guess I need to wait 'til tomorrow. When I reread your poem, it seemed like a song, one written for country & western.
~ Lizzy
Thanks. Great to see you... today, I was thinking how much I miss your and Pete's ongoing contributions here.
Well... checked when I got home, and just checked, again... so, I guess I need to wait 'til tomorrow. When I reread your poem, it seemed like a song, one written for country & western.
~ Lizzy
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Tis the voice of a woman what is pissed off with the animal she's got lumbered with. I got the idea from a discussion taking place on BBC Radio 4. Some men are bastards. Some men are devious. Some men let the small head rule the big head. But mostly, most men are sods. So this pome is my contribution to feminist causes throughout the world. And yes, I've worked with bastards, devious cretins, nasty sods, and testosterone-fuelled serial shaggers, who all took a pride in the damage they created. I'm not jealous of them, because I believe they have missed out on at least half of what could have been a rewarding and honest life. They think they win. I know they've lost. I've got no time for them and the radio programme was one that fully vindicated my view on these bastards. Tammy sang, "Stand by your man." And for me, how sad a picture of life it is, that her song evokes.
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
Thanks, Byron. Your explanation helps, in that I was trying to get a male voice out of it, yet kept coming up female.
This took me back to being male, as though being said in a male voice:
Do you see where my confusion was coming from?
~ Lizzy
This took me back to being male, as though being said in a male voice:
... it suggested to me that 'he's a man, but not a sad one because 'he' takes and gives back "bugger all" [which I understood to mean everything that 'he' had to give, he gave, when he gave back.I don't give a damn I'm not some sad man
Who takes and gives back bugger all
Do you see where my confusion was coming from?
~ Lizzy
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Answer, yes. Just put yourself in the mind of any woman who is having an angry tirade at all men. You're confused lizzie? Bloody hell woman, you should try getting inside my mind!!!!!And I've got certificates to prove I'm not mad anymore.........
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
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Wasn't "scouser" the word [t'was awfully close] that my friend, Ken, used when he said he might promise to send me a t-shirt made from the image on the grocery bag of the corner store on Hydra, but he likely wouldn't do it because he's a "scouser."
So far, I'm very happy with the items that he has sent me and would have a hard time considering him one of them, anyway... but it seems the term has a negative connotation. If so, it doesn't fit him or Byron.
I know that Byron's studied what we would call "women's history" or "women's issues" and is very conscientiously sensitive to all that's gone before and what continues to, so I understand that this poem didn't generate from out of a single, radio program's listening.
Now, Byron... have you framed those certificates and, if so, where in the house have you hung them
? Good on you! Now, did they tell the truth or did they lie
?
~ Lizzy
So far, I'm very happy with the items that he has sent me and would have a hard time considering him one of them, anyway... but it seems the term has a negative connotation. If so, it doesn't fit him or Byron.
I know that Byron's studied what we would call "women's history" or "women's issues" and is very conscientiously sensitive to all that's gone before and what continues to, so I understand that this poem didn't generate from out of a single, radio program's listening.
Now, Byron... have you framed those certificates and, if so, where in the house have you hung them


~ Lizzy
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I love to speak with John
He's a pundit and a fraud
He's a lazy banker living in a suit
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He's a pundit and a fraud
He's a lazy banker living in a suit
http://www.johnkloberdanz.com
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Two on the back of the downstairs toilet door. Three on the back of the upstairs toilet door. One on the back of the outside toilet door. Six on the ceiling in the vestibule (and we haven't even got a vestibule!!) Two on the cat flap. And the other 28 rolled neatly in a roll of paper hanging on a holder in the en-suite bathroom, next to the bidet. You wanted the truth! It's all in me 'ead. I wonder if I had any visitors today?lizzytysh wrote: Now, Byron... have you framed those certificates and, if so, where in the house have you hung them? Good on you! Now, did they tell the truth or did they lie
?
~ Lizzy
Matron! the incontinence pad's slipped again.......!!!
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.
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A 'scouser' is always a gentleman, who respects the dignity and worth of his fellow men and women. A paragoon amongst his peerage.lizzytysh wrote: but it seems the term has a negative connotation. If so, it doesn't fit him or Byron.
~ Lizzy
Quite often, a 'scouser' will smile beautifully at you as he picks your pocket and buys you a drink with your own money.
'Scousers' are known for speaking plainly. Calling a spade, a 'f***ing shovel. (No colour implications apply here!!!)
"Bipolar is a roller-coaster ride without a seat belt. One day you're flying with the fireworks; for the next month you're being scraped off the trolley" I said that.