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One by one, the bills arrive
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so few
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And those who cry, begin to cry
Those who hurt begin
And “hands up, hands up” cries a voice
“let all my guns come in”
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And Len goes stumbling through that shop
In lonely secrecy
Saying “just the money please”
Or “I’ll blow your fucking head off, you bastard, don’t you see I’m desperate, I’m quite old and realistically I won’t be doing any more touring although I don’t mind selling my drawings and the occasional conversation
With Phillip Glass
So, shift your ass”
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
All at once his nostrils flare
His trouser zip flies open
Note by note he steals it all
Like it’s going out of fashion
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And here he eats his sweet potato
Whilst shop and gun dissolve
And one by one his teeth fall out
Beyond the guardian’s wail
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
Those who shout, begin to shout
Those who die begin
Those whose honesty is lost
Are lost and lost again
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
One by one, the bills arrive
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so few
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so few
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And those who cry, begin to cry
Those who hurt begin
And “hands up, hands up” cries a voice
“let all my guns come in”
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And Len goes stumbling through that shop
In lonely secrecy
Saying “just the money please”
Or “I’ll blow your fucking head off, you bastard, don’t you see I’m desperate, I’m quite old and realistically I won’t be doing any more touring although I don’t mind selling my drawings and the occasional conversation
With Phillip Glass
So, shift your ass”
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
All at once his nostrils flare
His trouser zip flies open
Note by note he steals it all
Like it’s going out of fashion
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
And here he eats his sweet potato
Whilst shop and gun dissolve
And one by one his teeth fall out
Beyond the guardian’s wail
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
Those who shout, begin to shout
Those who die begin
Those whose honesty is lost
Are lost and lost again
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
One by one, the bills arrive
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so few
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you now
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What a Fun alternative to "The Guests" !
It reads really well with the mental tune playing in the background. (Mental: the only kind of music I can play.)
Enjoyed this a lot.
Laurie
It reads really well with the mental tune playing in the background. (Mental: the only kind of music I can play.)
Enjoyed this a lot.
Laurie
I simply cannot see where there is to get to. Plath
Even despots have access to 'Welcome' mats. Me
Desperation is easily confused with enthusiasm. Me
Even despots have access to 'Welcome' mats. Me
Desperation is easily confused with enthusiasm. Me
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I was shocked, just plain shocked
, to see Kelley's name misspelled, again... and NOW, knowing the writer
... shocked even more
!
I love the first stanza:
:
?
Just couldn't help yourself, could you mickey_one?
~ Lizzy



I love the first stanza:
and these lines:One by one, the bills arrive
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so few
This had a Spector and gangland feel to it:And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
I laughed at the off-the-wall, extended 'running off at the mouth' version hereAnd “hands up, hands up” cries a voice
“let all my guns come in”

More funny lines:Saying “just the money please”
Or “I’ll blow your fucking head off, you bastard, don’t you see I’m desperate, I’m quite old and realistically I won’t be doing any more touring although I don’t mind selling my drawings and the occasional conversation
With Phillip Glass
So, shift your ass”
This verse I didn't get, unless it's a depiction of him in prison:All at once his nostrils flare
His trouser zip flies open
Note by note he steals it all
Like it’s going out of fashion
A little self-promotion never hurt anyone, but who'd'uh thunk his business card would come embedded in a poemAnd here he eats his sweet potato
Whilst shop and gun dissolve
And one by one his teeth fall out
Beyond the guardian’s wail

And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you nowmickey_one
Just couldn't help yourself, could you mickey_one?
~ Lizzy
"Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."
~ Oscar Wilde
~ Oscar Wilde
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lizzytysh wrote:I was shocked, just plain shocked, to see Kelley's name misspelled, again... and NOW, knowing the writer
... shocked even more
!
I love the first stanza:
and these lines:One by one, the bills arrive
The bills are coming through
The debts, they are so many
The assets are so fewThis had a Spector and gangland feel to it:And no-one knows where the cash is going
"And no-one knows why Kelly is glowingI laughed at the off-the-wall, extended 'running off at the mouth' version hereAnd “hands up, hands up” cries a voice
“let all my guns come in”:
More funny lines:Saying “just the money please”
Or “I’ll blow your fucking head off, you bastard, don’t you see I’m desperate, I’m quite old and realistically I won’t be doing any more touring although I don’t mind selling my drawings and the occasional conversation
With Phillip Glass
So, shift your ass”This verse I didn't get, unless it's a depiction of him in prison:All at once his nostrils flare
His trouser zip flies open
Note by note he steals it all
Like it’s going out of fashionA little self-promotion never hurt anyone, but who'd'uh thunk his business card would come embedded in a poemAnd here he eats his sweet potato
Whilst shop and gun dissolve
And one by one his teeth fall out
Beyond the guardian’s wail?
And no-one knows where the cash is going
And no-one knows why Kelly is glowing
Oh Lynch, I need you
I need you
I need you
Oh…I need you nowmickey_one
Just couldn't help yourself, could you mickey_one?
~ Lizzy
good heavens, why has my name been added at the end of the last verse. . I am not sure the writer will approve althoguh he/she will doubtless enjoy your compliments.
you wondered about the following verse
"And here he eats his sweet potato
Whilst shop and gun dissolve
And one by one his teeth fall out
Beyond the guardian’s wail"
I expect that the somewhat precise writer was doing his best to pastiche the real verse
"And here they take their sweet repast
While house and grounds dissolve
And one by one the guests are cast
Beyond the garden wall"
Not only is it very well done, but it carries a lovely surreality as well.
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I'm sure the writer will appreciate your comments, as wellNot only is it very well done, but it carries a lovely surreality as well.

~ Lizzy
"Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."
~ Oscar Wilde
~ Oscar Wilde
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This is the funniest.
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Diane wrote:This is the funniest.
I absolutely agree. but I didn't win, so I am going to cry.
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Don't cry Mickey, I didn't win either but I just took to my bed for 3 days to recover from my disappointment. I'm getting there, but I'm not sure if I'll ever truly recover. I have been emotionally maimed by the competition.
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sworry to hear that.Joney wrote:Don't cry Mickey, I didn't win either but I just took to my bed for 3 days to recover from my disappointment. I'm getting there, but I'm not sure if I'll ever truly recover. I have been emotionally maimed by the competition.
btw have I mentioned recently how excellent this parody was, especially the ranty middle bit with the fab ass and Glass rhyme and the even betterer touring and drawing tinkle?
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mickey_one wrote:Diane wrote:This is the funniest.
I absolutely agree. but I didn't win, so I am going to cry.
Michael, sometimes you are funny, and sometimes you are a complete arse.
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Diane wrote:mickey_one wrote:Diane wrote:This is the funniest.
I absolutely agree. but I didn't win, so I am going to cry.
Michael, sometimes you are funny, and sometimes you are a complete arse.
which do you prefer?