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Times when the F-word was appropriate:
10. 'What the *&%# was that?' - Mayor of Hiroshima, - August 1945
9. 'Where did all these *&%#ing Indians come from?' - Custer, 1877
8. 'Any *&%#ing idiot could understand that.' - Einstein, 1938
7. 'It does SO *&%#ing look like her!' - Picasso, 1926
6. 'How the *&%# did you work that out?' - Pythagorus, 126 BC
5. 'You want WHAT on the *&%#ing ceiling?' - Michelangelo, 1566
4. 'I don't suppose it's gonna *&%#ing rain.' - Joan of Arc, 1434
3. 'Scattered *&%#ing showers...my a**!' - Noah, 314 BC
2. 'Aw c'mon, who the *&%# is going to find out?' - Bill Clinton, 1997
1. 'I need another parade like I need a *&%#ing hole in my head!' - JFK, 1963
Humanity yearns so desperately
to equal God's great creativity.
In some creations, how we shine:
music, dance, storyweaving, wine.
Then thunderstorms of madness
rain upon us, flooding sadness,
sweep us into anguish, grief,
into despair without relief.
We're drawn to high castles,
where old hunchbacked vassals
glare wall-eyed as lightning
flares without brightening.
Laboratories in the high towers,
where the doctor wields power,
creating new life in a dark hour,
in the belfry of the high tower.
-The Book of Counted Sorrows
to equal God's great creativity.
In some creations, how we shine:
music, dance, storyweaving, wine.
Then thunderstorms of madness
rain upon us, flooding sadness,
sweep us into anguish, grief,
into despair without relief.
We're drawn to high castles,
where old hunchbacked vassals
glare wall-eyed as lightning
flares without brightening.
Laboratories in the high towers,
where the doctor wields power,
creating new life in a dark hour,
in the belfry of the high tower.
-The Book of Counted Sorrows
Oh Alice, dear what have you done?
Your skin's as pink as blood
the sky is black with chaos reign
the forest's turned to mud.
The roads are glowing, breaking loose
the grinning cat is king
his woody prison's fallen down
his burning gaze bears sting.
Clocks are spinning, cities burn
the queen of hearts is dead
the catarpillarss gulping shots
the hatter's lost his head.
But slowly Alice walks away,
destruction in her wake
her dress is torn her eyes are shut
aware of whats at stake.
No rain comes to cool the flames
tonight the air is dry
to keep the promise to the girl
that all the the living die.
Almost angelic in all her ways
as jesus victored sin
in places deemed 'insanitly'
so Alice fights the grin.
For cat no longer smiles bright
his power's grown too deep
the people to confuse are dead,
save Alice, who's asleep.
As darkness falls across the sky
we try to understand
we could not stop the girl's demand,
the tragic death of wonderland.
Your skin's as pink as blood
the sky is black with chaos reign
the forest's turned to mud.
The roads are glowing, breaking loose
the grinning cat is king
his woody prison's fallen down
his burning gaze bears sting.
Clocks are spinning, cities burn
the queen of hearts is dead
the catarpillarss gulping shots
the hatter's lost his head.
But slowly Alice walks away,
destruction in her wake
her dress is torn her eyes are shut
aware of whats at stake.
No rain comes to cool the flames
tonight the air is dry
to keep the promise to the girl
that all the the living die.
Almost angelic in all her ways
as jesus victored sin
in places deemed 'insanitly'
so Alice fights the grin.
For cat no longer smiles bright
his power's grown too deep
the people to confuse are dead,
save Alice, who's asleep.
As darkness falls across the sky
we try to understand
we could not stop the girl's demand,
the tragic death of wonderland.
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a true friend will bail you out of jail,
a real friend will be sitting with you saying 'man we ******** up'
a real friend will be sitting with you saying 'man we ******** up'
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