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05-01-2006, 08:56 PM
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Arma virumque cano...
means somethin' I don't know.
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05-01-2006, 09:03 PM
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[This message has been edited by Orwn Acra (edited December 04, 2008).]
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05-01-2006, 10:40 PM
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Song of the Entourage
We real cool. We
with P. Diddy.
Ken Lay Looks Back
Had we but world enough and time
and Andrew hadn't dropped a dime.
[This message has been edited by Michael Cantor (edited May 01, 2006).]
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05-02-2006, 12:20 AM
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Look thy last on all things lovely,
Prepare for earth that's dark and shovelly.
Look thy last on all things shitty,
In retrospect, they're awfully pretty.
-- Frank
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05-02-2006, 12:36 AM
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One man on his own can be quite good fun,
but why be content with only one?
Razors pain you, rivers are damp,
but don't let that stop you, go for it, champ.
Surprised by joy, impatient as the wind,
the colicky baby farted, and then grinned.
Not in a silver casket cool with pearls,
but down the toilet my dead goldfish swirls.
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05-02-2006, 11:32 AM
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Cantor, Kelleher, and Osen: lol! On the run.
Terese
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05-03-2006, 12:29 AM
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Emily as Party Girl
Because I could not stop for Death -
Death brought me some crystal meth.
Gerald Manley Hopkins Attacks the Buffet
Glory be to God for dappled things -
potato chips and Buffalo wings.
To an Athlete Striving Young
The day you won your town the race
you doped with blood that left no trace.
Jailing in Byzantium
This is no country for old men. The young
are all insatiable, and hugely hung.
[This message has been edited by Michael Cantor (edited May 03, 2006).]
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05-03-2006, 05:59 AM
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Ponderingosa
It was many and many a year ago -
Ben, Adam, Hoss and Little Joe.
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05-03-2006, 09:58 PM
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Looking at Workshops
So much depends
So few Deep Ends
Whining of the Magi
A cold coming we had of it,
Enough to freeze a witch's tit.
Boot Hill Epitaph
Buffalo Bill's defunct
was all the booze he drunked
The Dylan Thomas Spring Break Advisory
Do not go gentle into that good night
without a case or two of Miller Lite.
[This message has been edited by Michael Cantor (edited May 04, 2006).]
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05-04-2006, 12:02 PM
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"You are old, Father William," the young man said,
"and your hair has become very white.
Yet, you brought two hookers home to your bed,
Pray, how did it stay up all night?"
[This message has been edited by Orwn Acra (edited May 04, 2006).]
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