Linux Songs Poems: 549 of 719 |
The street preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With forty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest.
But he cursed me when I proved to him
I said, "Not even you can hide.
You see, you're just like me.
I hope you're satisfied."
-- Bob Dylan
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Linux Songs Poems: 550 of 719 |
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright --
And this was very odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
-- Lewis Carroll, "Through the Looking Glass"
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Linux Songs Poems: 551 of 719 |
The Thought Police are here. They've come
To put you under cardiac arrest.
And as they drag you through the door
They tell you that you've failed the test.
-- Buggles, "Living in the Plastic Age"
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Linux Songs Poems: 552 of 719 |
The thrill is here, but it won't last long
You'd better have your fun before it moves along...
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Linux Songs Poems: 553 of 719 |
The trouble with a kitten is that
When it grows up, it's always a cat
-- Ogden Nash.
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Linux Songs Poems: 554 of 719 |
The trouble with you
Is the trouble with me.
Got two good eyes
But we still don't see.
-- Robert Hunter, "Workingman's Dead"
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Linux Songs Poems: 555 of 719 |
The truth you speak has no past and no future.
It is, and that's all it needs to be.
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Linux Songs Poems: 556 of 719 |
The turtle lives 'twixt plated decks
Which practically conceal its sex.
I think it clever of the turtle
In such a fix to be so fertile.
-- Ogden Nash
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Linux Songs Poems: 557 of 719 |
The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful.
My thoughts aren't too clear, but don't run away.
My girlfriend's a bore; my job is too dutiful.
Hell nobody's perfect, would you like to play?
I feel together today!
-- Jimmy Buffet, "Coconut Telegraph"
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Linux Songs Poems: 558 of 719 |
The wind doth taste so bitter sweet,
Like Jaspar wine and sugar,
It must have blown through someone's feet,
Like those of Caspar Weinberger.
-- P. Opus
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