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Female Performer Chat: Poetry (original.or.attributed)

Created by: amanda_fucking_palmer

2/13/12 @ 5:37am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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The beaten exhausted man sits on the rocky dust in the cave mouth; around him the ragamuffin cluster of waifs waits, stirring and touchin' on his shoulders ya know, excited and wanting a show. The tall yo'ung woman stands before the back basalt cave wall and clears her throat and raises the stone age lance and points at the brightly multicolored EmoteIconOgraphy(tm) what decorate that place ...

This ain't one body's story.
It's the story of us all.
We got it mouth-to-mouth.

You got to listen it and 'member.
'Cause what you hears today
you got to tell the birthed tomorrow.

I'm looking behind us now. . .

. . .across the count of time. . .

. . .down the long haul,

into history back.

I sees the end what were the start.

It's Pox-Eclipse, full of pain!

And out of it were birthed
crackling dust and fearsome time.

It were full-on winter. . .
. . .and Mr. Dead chasing them all.

But one he couldn't catch.
That were Captain Walker.

He gathers up a gang, takes to the air
and flies to the sky!

So they left their homes,
said bidey-bye to the high-scrapers. . .

. . .and what were left of the knowing,
they left behind.

Others reckon it were a gang
called Turbulence.

And after the wreck. . .
. . .some had been jumped by Mr. Dead. . .
. . .but some had got the luck,
and it leads them here.

One look and they's got the hots for it.
They word it "Planet Earth. "

And they says, "We don't need
the knowing. We can live here. "

"We don't need the knowing.
We can live here. "

Time counts and keeps counting.
They gets missing what they had.

They get so lonely for the
high-scrapers and the video.

"Vah vah vah viddddeeeeeeeoooohhhhhhhh."

And they does the pictures so they'd
'member all the knowing that they lost.

'Member this?

"Tomorrow-morrow Land!"

'Member this?

"The River of Light!"

'Member this?

"Skyraft!"

'Member this?

"Captain Walker!"

'Member this?

"Mrs. Walker!"

Then Captain Walker picked them
of an age and good for a long haul.

They counted twenty, and that were them.
The great leaving.

Rescue party departed
at first light. . .
. . .Ied by Flight Captain G.L. Walker.

"May God have mercy on our souls. "

They said bidey-bye to them
what they'd birthed.

And from the nothing
they looked back. . .
. . .and Captain Walker hollered,

Wait, one of us will come.

"Wait, one of us will come. "

And somebody did come.

"Walker!"

We's heartful to you,
Captain Walker.

We's ready now. Take us home.

We kept it straight!

Everything marked, everything 'membered!

He looks around him then, at all the bright eyed tanned by desert sun you'ng faces. This oasis "Planet Earth" ... yes, they'd 'membered.

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/13/12 @ 11:19am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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And now, a trick that we learned after analyzing films of the '70s, a brief PUPPY BREAK!!!!

Fuzzy puppies... Happy and free.

Safe with their brothers and sisters in the middle of the sunny room.

Nobody messing with them. Just lounging around with their noses in each other's fur.

Yawning, carefree, with fuzzy faces so peaceful.

Puppies... See the puppies... Be the puppies....

None of their little paws have red lights blinking in them.

None of them are in ape cages.

Their tummies are full of nice puppy treats and certainly not soylent puppy.

Puppies... Lovely puppies... Only puppies...

And maybe some sloths...

But no rabid sloth lovers...

Ok Ok some kittens in the corner. But that's pushing it!

Again, and I can't reiterate this enough, none of the kittens have red blinking lights in their paws.

Just fuzziness. Slothiness. Puppiness. Kittinuity.

aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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Created by: Aria

2/13/12 @ 8:04pm (EDT) | UTC - 4:00

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For Suggs

*holds him close. kisses him on his mouth. slides my tongue in* �we won�t be loud�
�missed you baby, how have you been? where were you hiding?� *ignores the crowd, just then*
�I know I left you, alone in this space, but just kiss me baby, for a change of pace.�
*leans in close, arms around you tight* �can we be like this baby? For just one night?�
*knowing it won�t last, and you�ll be gone soon*�come on baby, let�s not be alone.�

nice, do u write these urself?

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Created by: amanda_fucking_palmer

2/13/12 @ 8:20pm (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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nice, do u write these urself?

yes ... the words and love are my own

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/14/12 @ 1:46am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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It is almost Valentine's day. I must retreat to a safe place. It is the time when I am weakest.

A good deep coat of carefully crafted cynicism can crack with one kiss. Years of brooding can come to naught in a whicker of an eyelash.

But fortunately there is always plenty of warning. The streets are choked with dreamy eyed lovers. Dentists wring hands with glee at the thought of chocolate coated molars and dentures lodged in odd places. People drop hammers on their toes at work and nearly k1ll each other in their rush to get home.

But I? For me it is the time to spin my most dreary, dark, and binding webs. It is when I make the fateful connections between this thing and that fate. My mind sits with me in the darkness and we contemplate the undoing of gods and heros. The powerful feel chill in their hearts as our dual search beams scan over.

Hmmmm in another time, I would have been saddled with a childhood bride and had to dispose of her. If I were too far north I would have no crocodiles for the job. But in this lifetime, I have no preliminary pressing engagements and I can turn murderous thought any direction the compass needle points.

I can lay schemes to take my enemies. To take my friends. To take my family. To take my pets. Only my self is safe from my Valentinian treacheries.

Yes... It is the perfect time to lay the widest net. This year, I am going to start early...

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/14/12 @ 2:09am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Negotiation tips I've learned from recent experience:

Bad: I have three camels to trade for your six rugs.

Good: I am the emporer of fuzziedwoozle and rugs cause mixlewuffleplumps so I'd better take them off your hands. Fast!

Possible response: You are not an emporer. There is no fuzziedwozzle. You made up mixlewuffleplumps.

Reply to possible response: None. Repeat and embellish the original statement.

Your opponent will become very impatient with your apparent idioacy. If you simply keep calmly repeating yourself in a very authoritive voice, perhaps with a fake white beard on your serious serious face, the mob around your stalls will take your side.

Soon they will take the rugs and give them to you. And make you mayor to boot. In fact, you may indeed find yourself emporer of fuzziedwozzle and imagine how much of genius you will seem to be then!

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/14/12 @ 11:06am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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BANNING WAR HYMN

All hail the ban!

Use it whenever you can!

Don't be a daisey, make them go crazy

By the aerial view they get of your land.

Ohhhhhhhh live by the ban!

Don't be a slave to the man!

You don't need to read Miranda

There will be no vengeful Kung Fu Panda

So ban fiercely, use the BAN!!!!

Owwwwwwwww diyah wannah be a pairfect laydee?

Or do you want to drop kick them over the strand?

Ban, ban, ban, ban, ban, ban, ban, ban, ban,

Wonderful BAN, incredible BAN! Purifying BAN! Magical BAN!

It scourges the soul

Makes us all whole

It makes you able to say YES I CAN (manage things.. i am in control i am in control...)

OOOOOOOHHHHHH who wouldn't BAN!!!

Why don't you ban?!?

You don't need some button filled dashboard

All you need is one gigantice red button with BAN

(written in green, alien blood letters)

Do you think he won't reeeeeeeetoin?

Then sister you have a lot to leeeeeeoooooooooiiiiiiiiiiin!

He will return! He will return!

ban ban ban ban ban ban ban ban ban

Try it out now! We'll show you how! Don't have a cow! Now! Now! NOW!!!!

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/15/12 @ 1:45am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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There was this man...
Who spent his whole life worrying about squeaky doors.
When he was young he bought a fast, stylish car.
But because of his mania the car was always in the shop, being oiled, being refitted,
to remove anything that squeaked. The doors had to fit perfectly. The upholstery had to be
heavy fabric.

His first sexual encounter went bad because his girlfriend's bra let out a squeak as he unfastened it.

His own voice drove him crazy, especially during puberty, until he had some work done on his voicebox.

His house was filled with cats to ensure no mice. His disc player was constantly cleaned. He wore mucklucks on his feet, the only kind of shoe or boot he trusted.

Yes... It's all true. He was a sad case.

It got worse.

He couldn't sustain any relationship. His expenses from constant mechanical, dental, surgical work were bankrupting him.

So he decided to try to change. To cure his disease. He went to a psychologist. He carefully followed all his advice. At one point in a fit of desperation he even entered a mental hospital to undergo electroshock treatment.

One day he woke and for the first time was free! He laughed as a child rode by him with a squeaky bike wheel. He danced as a street vendor wrote prices on a chalk board with a dry squeaky peace of chalk. He sat down in a lawn chair and relaxed purposefully making the ice in his drink squeak as it moved over his teeth.

Man victorious over mania. Peace realized.

He lived happily ever after.

P.S. Really he did.

P.S.S. I am not kidding. He died of old age and was buried in a squeaky coffin to make the point. Didn't phase him in the least.

P.S.S.S. His favorite pet well into his old age was a mouse.

P.S.S.S.S The mouse's name was wilbur.

P.S.S.S.S.S The mouse didn't mind squeaking either.

P.S.S.S.S.S.S He was happily married, had a big family. Normal life. Nothing weird.

P.S.S.S.S.S.S.S When he retired he had to go live in New York City... aiiiiiiiiiighhgghghgh!!!

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/15/12 @ 10:56am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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VALENTINE'S OVER MY PRETTIES!!!!

NOW IT WILL GO HARD FOR YOU!!!

BWAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAA

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Created by: amanda_fucking_palmer

2/15/12 @ 8:08pm (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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VALENTINE'S OVER MY PRETTIES!!!!

NOW IT WILL GO HARD FOR YOU!!!

BWAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA HA HAAAAAAAAAAA

and your little puppy Todo to?

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/15/12 @ 9:49pm (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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and your little puppy Todo to?

ESPECIALLY THE LITTLE DOGS!!!

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/15/12 @ 10:44pm (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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The Dispute = Freedom Approach

A. Establish that the issue involves subjective judgement of reality.

B. Establish that significant numbers strongly advocate both views.

C. Show that allowing freedom of choice does not HARM any party. (irritation is not enough)

D. Allow individual freedom to choose ( invoke )

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/16/12 @ 12:35am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Years ago I knew a lady... Her hair was darker than a cave sunk in the bottom of a well. Her skin so fair and silky smooth. Her lips so full and ever parted round a smile.

She was my first true love.

The very first serious relationship. I am sure you remember it. Oh you had your fun, your dalliances. But the first time you played for keeps. When the stakes were so enormous. When the thought of losing her would cause a strong physical reaction in you: bittersweet mixture of fear and adreneline. You needed reassurance. And got it. You were lost completely in each other. But were at one moment completely happy and secure, the next moment miserable.

What a lady. None like her on earth. Her memory never fading. Her unique place secure for all time so long as I am myself. Class. Grace. Beauty. Humility. Virtue. Her memory and her touch permenently shaping me.

But alas life is what it is and a parade of events have ridden by. Some things given and some things denied. But I am still grateful for Thought and Memory. They can make a man triumphant when others viewing the circumstances may cry.

So cherish them too and make them strong, powerful, and free. You may find them to be your most trusted companions when you tack hard to lee.

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Created by: kertus

2/16/12 @ 1:02am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/16/12 @ 1:28am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Sucked in .... Wats her name?

Pam... You'da liked her I'm sure

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Created by: .jeffie.

2/16/12 @ 1:44am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
Location: Brisbane, Australia

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Roses are red
Violets are glue
Some poems make sense
Plum monkey glue

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Created by: dudley_do_ride

2/16/12 @ 2:07am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Roses are red
Violets are glue
Some poems make sense
Plum monkey glue

lol

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Created by: kertus

2/16/12 @ 3:13am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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Roses are red
Violets are glue
Some poems make sense
Plum monkey glue

the magic of aussie poetry ... summin' Jeffie woulda wrote for his special lady on that special day ... for sure... could even be weddin' vows ... Jeffie???

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Created by: amanda_fucking_palmer

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Roses are red
Violets are glue
Some poems make sense
Plum monkey glue

*outrageously touched and excited**ORBITZ to Brisbane* *pant*pant* WOOF *mmmm* BB WOOFFFFF!!!!

okies hmmmm

This one fell offa my chilled fingers this morning while reading some works by a friend on Deviant Art ... if you are interested here is HER link there:

http://morticia-masquerade.deviantart.com/

l'observation: clou� au pilori?

Runs hands along your bent
and lyric'd back, to find where time's furrow
might in ennui's placid stream, be tolerant
to become my restless pillow.

� Amanda 2012
2/16/2012
For: hushedvoice

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2/16/12 @ 10:17am (EDT) | UTC - 4:00
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the magic of aussie poetry ... summin' Jeffie woulda wrote for his special lady on that special day ... for sure ... could even be weddin' vows ... Jeffie???

Nah Kertus, my wedding vows was posted back at Post #608

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