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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Hipster Crises (aka Disenfranchised Octopus) (a song) in E minor

(Verse 1)
He's just not healthy anymore and he's just not ever happy
And he's just not interested in coming over for a cup of tea
He slumps a little when he walks and slurs a little when he talks
And he's just not strong enough to make the time to spend with me

(Bridge 1)
And he's forgotten all about me
And he's forgotten all about himself
And he fumbles at his car keys
Like a disenfranchised octopus

(Chorus)
Don't carry me at all if you can't bear to carry yourself
Don't think of me as a signing board for all your anxieties
You can't drown me out with rich boy chemically numbing tablets
I'm not the place where you can scratch for all your so-called hipster crises (cry-hi-sees)

(Verse 2)
He's just not picking up the phone and logs out when I come online
He blames me for his lack of youth, I blame him for his lack of trying
He jokes that there's a world out there where we are happy endlessly
And I leave hoping that perhaps he'd call me when he goes to sleep

(Bridge 2)
But he's forgotten all about me
And he falls asleep effortlessly
And I get home and make some tea
And drink it somewhat restlessly

(Chorus)

(Bridge 3)
I, I, I would say that we both could do with some space
But then again that's all we have between us these days
I, I, I would say that we should see different people
But you never really looked at me, you never really cared to see, you never really tried

(Chorus)

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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Meredith the Witch

This is a shitty poem and needs a rewrite.

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The little old Witch with her crooked old nose,
And her wand and her besom and hat,
Had a little old cottage at the end of the forest,
With an Owl and a Fox and a Cat.
Said the Owl to the Cat, "She'd a horrid old Hag."
"She loves casting her spells in the night."
Said the Fox to the Cat, "She's a wonderful Witch,"
"Who can fly through the air, going here, going there, and causing a wonderful fright."

Said the Owl to the Cat, "She's a murderous Bitch,"
"Who killed the carpenter's daughter."
"For the girl loved a man that Witch loved as well,"
"So she captured the girl and killed her."
Said the Fox to the Owl, "Don't be so naive."
"The girl had it in for the Hag."
"She'd run to the town screaming, 'Wicked old Witch!' "
"When she'd found her own lover, beneath Meredith's covers. So She stuffed the girl in a bag."

Said the Owl to them both, "Make haste! Make haste!"
"The Townsfolk are coming here."
"They bring with them a rope for Meredith."
"For killing the girl they held dear."
The Owl and the Fox and the Cat turned to run,
As Meredith popped into view.
She lit up a fire beneath her old pot.
She called on her powers, her hands full of flowers and she cast all of it in the stew.

She said, "Hear me now. You children of men."
"Why have you come to this place I call home."
Said the mayor to her, "Come face us, Witch."
"We bring candle, and bell and a tome."
Said she to the Folk, "Is this magic I see?"
"That you bring to the wood and the field?"
"Fire with fire makes only more fire."
"I would ask you the same, go the way that you came, put your weapons away and yield."

Said the Folk out loud, "Kill the Witch! Kill the Witch!"
"Hang her on the strongest tree."
"Put her evil bones in a shallow ditch."
"Unmarked where none may see."
Said the witch to the folk, "I had hoped you might leave."
And she said in a moan and a sigh.
"I have warned you twice, and never again."
"My forces draw near, I tell you to hear. Go now as your end draws nigh."

But they did not move and Witch just smiled
As she lifted her hands up high,
As the lightning struck and her cauldron popped,
As she flew up into the sky,
As the lightning arched and the spell was cast,
As the mist settled all around,
As the bones of the angry people,
Were scattered all over the ground.



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