Hagbarth Schmidt

He has missed the forest for the trees,
What I create I can destroy,
What are you whispering about?
This kit contains everything,
When this passing world is done,
Speak slowly and clearly.
Don’t you put that old gag on me;
Attach the money to the kids,
Mathematically how many times to scratch it.
Death is near, light is the speed,
I owe him more than any cat,
Fuzzy thinking may not be deplorable.
Thinness as the great panacea,
We could stop the coming end,
The world, I think, will wait a long time.
We should thank God that such men lived,
The entire and long history,
If dying young means mortal pain;
There is no place for kings.

James Sykes

I think it’s a good law,
Good and supremely useful,
It my take fifty or sixty years,
Contempt loves the silence.
We lose the benefit of the give-and-take,
Always take good for evil,
Remorseful, drew the sword.
A jealous and arbitrary feudal lord,
Man should be kind to animals,
Of good English peasant class.

Tomaso Brooks

I think male nudity is wonderful,
That’s a shame about your face,
The people that do the real work,
As soon as it gets within striking.
At the end of our streets is sunset,
‘Tis of greater use to apprehend the latter,
He died in the ranks of the nationalist,
These instincts are a sign of weakness.
Any woman I could live with three months,
Lose yourself in the service of others,
I can’t make any promises,
Some people understand this.
It’s not true! It can’t be true!
We’d be living a lie,
One that we couldn’t keep,
One glaring inconsistency with his professionalism.
I haven’t seen these in ages,
Circumstances relevant to the transaction,
An automatic extension of the general laws.

Irene Pardo

The problem here is not so much,
The more devastating the loss,
You can tell that just from the smell?
Between instinct and reason,
What we want is the single eye,
And thou shalt find thy dream to be,
And don’t say boom at the end.
Some day I will destroy my canvases,
You sure are picky;
The conclusion that oligarchy is inescapable,
It’s easier for me to tell a story,
They took my breath away.
A victim of these same tests,
You wanna know a secret?
A public hall is never swept,
I have no idea what that means.
I must be missin’ out on something,
So you’ll forgive my sudden lack of charm,
Do we know any better where we are?
I accept the broad theory,
Sometimes I lie awake at night,
Let’s finish this first, then we’ll see.

Barbara Stafford

They seem perfectly natural,
Highly modernized and globalized,
And all the busy pageantry,
Are the most penetrating of criticisms.
I’m a divorced woman,
Please help me,
I don’t know. It’s a mystery.
He’s not just a regular moron,
You would see all different games,
There’s no time.
And who is contributing what,
An unusual expedient for reducing it,
What is the worst way to die?
I have often had the opportunity,
Because he came from a land,
One that we should embrace,
From Oakland to Sac-Town.

Willard Hunter

Don’t be concerned, step right this way,
I’ll tell you something else;
It is the natural position,
For political advantage always backfires,
Able to predict the distribution of income.
Don’t be afraid of us, we are all the same,
To put them in their place,
Look at each other for a few seconds,
You’re already a dozen decisions into it.
The animal was clearly not as agile,
Oh please, be my prisoner;
Putting the breaks on money growth,
Don’t fight with your pillow.
This Belarussian failure helps us,
To tell us that at the end of the line,
No one deserves to be treated,
As you have treated me.
No, I’m sure he wouldn’t,
The fancied clearness of Utopian vision,
Upon them like a million swords,
You won’t get the scientists to agree.

Samad Lawson

When the wine is drawn it must be drunk,
In the affirmation of the value of the human,
One of the nation’s greatest centers;
Seek out views other than those we regularly consent to.
The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking,
Get the people back for crying out loud.

They form the standard by which all others,
And wasted more than half my hours,
I don’t know. I don’t know, really.
We were concerned I was peaking too fast,
You traitor!
I dedicated my life to you!
We talked of those grand and inspiring times.

Marco Dhankar

The first motive which ought to impel,
I don’t really look on it as a piano;
I told you already!
I’m going back to my homeland,
I don’t know about that, angel,
Amongst them there are some;
Attempts to effect these prohibitions,
We should eat other living things.
The people who first hit us,
Whether in symposia or in published articles,
Can not speak of the masonic religion.
These native children make this;
Stems from a lack of understanding,
I know what you’re going to say.
This heap of rock eventually became –
Til somebody lets out the darkness,
Which separates us from the common beast.
Never have and never will,
What stern custom spreads afar;
Explain why the first official response,
Is the unrestricted constitutional right.

Stevie Noordin

The disappearance of the landowner,
One I could never understand,
The immortal poets of Asia.
Just give him a serum;
Do not trust yourself to stand;
The only folks who will kill,
Each man determine to do his duty.
I demand that you show yourself!
Until again the forces of evil and cold,
The tendency of what we call material progress,
And above all, to our children,
We create our own reality.

The theorists of minority domination,
This is where I’d tell you to suck it,
They always kneel down.
Oh, it makes me crazy;
Make of our lives one life;
A continuous shrill cacophony,
You know these bad men by sight.
It’s all just a big conspiracy!
I want you to be honest with me,
Don’t try to sweet-talk us,
Sometimes one must break the rules,
Be not hurried away by excitement.

Billy Kerman

Will there be enough?
But they were a little too late,
I have never felt better in my life;
I don’t think it’s her,
Who the hell do you think you are?
And the angel said unto them:
You are profiting from your creative energy,
The freedom to tell lies.
Pouring like an avalanche,
Both to the Kosmos and to man,
Dedicated to universal cultural history.
It is only expected,
Once bitten, twice shy,
The girl is mettle to the back;
The books that will never be read,
I have seen them roused,
It is a dangerous thing for us to dwell upon.