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Yeah i slipped on ice the other day i swear i did a flip. I Landed right on my face it hurt, LETS ban ice forever i like snow but not ICE.

Here is song that makes me sad because its true, its all about discrimination

Gym class heroes

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I knew this kid named Alberto
Funny style cat and his girl looked like a turtle
Not Lisa Turtle, just a turtle
High school track he ran the hurdle
His peers shed tears in senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was your average A student
Participated in class and never came late and never chewin
His family was picture perfect, his older sister was prom queen
His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam scene
His mother was dear Abby, an ordinary housewife
Like clock would always have dinner on the table at five
But Alberto had a monster that he kept under his bed
And instead of lettin it out he just got a girlfriend instead
She knew somethin was funny she could tell by his behavior
Or the way he flamboyantly shook his hand when he would wave to her
She thought nothin of it and just shoved it in the closet
Until the day word dripped out like leaky faucet
Alberto was homosexual, I ain’t had nothin against it
But little Ronny Johnson and all his football player friends did
They’d always pick and nag call him fag and such and such
And couldn’t wait to get to gym so they could really bust his nuts
They gym teacher never cared he just joined in on the action
Make silly gestures and compare him to Michael Jackson
Alberto couldn’t take it he just stopped showin up
And whenever he walked them halls he just felt like throwin up
And at night he would cry and cry and ask God why
Like God, why the fuck I had to be born this way?
God would reply, “Son, you gotta show em you’re more than gay”
See he had dreams to be a track star
Until the wonderful night the gay jokes went way too far
Ronny begged for his forgiveness and invited him to a party
Cause his parents went away and left him plenty of Bacardi
Alberto kindly accepted, he was finally accepted
Except it was all deception and nothin while unprotected
There was a plan Ronny had scammed to get him in the right place
Verbally degrade him and rearrange his pretty face
The plan would go swiftly, they started callin him sissy
One punch turned into fifty they beat him till he was dizzy
Now Alberto lie in blood while his peers looked on in fear
He took his last breath and passed away his senior year

Needless to say it was one big tragedy and
I hate to break it but it doesn’t end happily
A warm day in May the sky was so beautiful
Carrie-Anne died in a crash leavin the funeral

BOB Dylan

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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Though I know that evenin’s empire has returned into sand,
Vanished from my hand,
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
My weariness amazes me, I’m branded on my feet,
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street’s too dead for dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin’ ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can’t feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin’.
I’m ready to go anywhere, I’m ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Though you might hear laughin’, spinnin’, swingin’ madly across the sun,
It’s not aimed at anyone, it’s just escapin’ on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin’.
And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind,
I wouldn’t pay it any mind, it’s just a shadow you’re
Seein’ that he’s chasing.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you.

Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I’m not sleepy and there is no place I’m going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I’ll come followin’ you

comment on this song and try to give an answer on what it means

Dylan Thomas

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Osiris, Come to Isis
The lion-fruit goes from my thumb
Poem Written on the Death of a Very Dear Illusion
You shall not despair
My vitality overwhelms you
And so the New Love Came
On Watching Goldfish
The lion, lapping the water
I Am Aware
My river, even though it lifts
The corn blows from side to side lightly
We will be conscious of our sanctity
I have come to catch your voice
My love is deep night
When your furious motion is steadied,
No thought can trouble my unwholesome pose
The hill or sea and sky is carried
So I sink myself in the moment
No, pigeon, I’m too wise
The cavern shelters me from harm
Woman on Tapestry
Pillar breaks, and mask is cleft
It’s light that makes the intervals
Let me escape
Oh, dear, angelic time – go on
And the ghost rose up to interrogate
When I allow myself to fly
Admit the Sun
A Section of a Poem called ‘Hassan’s Journey into the World’
I know this vicious minute’s hour
Claudetta, You, and Me
Come, black-tressed Claudetta, home
Cool, oh no cool
They brought you mandolins
The air you breathe encroaches
When all your tunes have caused
Written in a classroom
Hand in hand Orpheus
I, poor romantic, held her heel
Oh! the children run towards the door
Tether the first thought, if you will
How shall the animal.

This is one of my favorite poems to i hope to Enjoy.

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This is my first blog just saying hi. Do you like Bob Dylan and Dylan Thomas

Dylan Thomas

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I see the boys of summer
Where once the twilight locks
A process in the weather of the heart
Before I knocked
The force that through the green fuse
My hero bares his nerves
Where once the waters of your face
If I were tickled by the rub of love
Our eunuch dreams
Especially when the October wind
When, like a running grave
From love’s first fever
In the beginning
Light breaks where no sun shines
I fellowed sleep
I dreamed my genesis
My world is pyramid
All all and all