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  • #31
    April is the cruelest month ...

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    • #32
      A funny spring jingle to lighten up your moods, straight from a mouth of a Texan redneck...

      The Rite of Spring
      ------------------------
      I called my mom
      From a truck stop
      And told her her son
      Has reached to the top

      To the top of the world
      To the stars and to fame
      For the deed he performed
      Will be added his name

      I did not even see him
      In my happy dreamland
      I was busy conducting
      The Million Dollar Band

      I was close to delirium
      I was nearly drunk
      Since the coveted treasure
      Was locked in the trunk

      The summer is nearing
      Flowers smell everywhere
      You foolhardy redneck
      You would better beware

      When the 7-percenters
      Are hot on your trail
      You should feel like a seal
      Chased by large killer whale

      Mother's warning came late
      I've already been stalked
      That man in the shadows
      Rented sedan he twocked

      He thought he has bagged it.
      Oh, dear! Oh, shucks!
      Stinking sedan he stole...
      Rednecks drive pickup trucks!

      So its where I left it
      Safely stored is my catch
      Deep in engine compartment
      Fastened with mighty latch.

      And it's tied extra sturdy
      On car hauler deck
      Has been fully insured
      Safe as traveller's check

      You'll be proud my mama
      Little slow but not fool
      Graduated with honors
      Lubbock-Cooper High School!

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      • #33
        This is my translation of an old popular Jewish dancing jingle from early 1900s.. It is called "Solomon Plyar's school of ballroom dancing".
        I found a story about that song on Russian Wikipedia: https://ru.wikipedia.org/wiki/%D0%A8...86%D0%B5%D0%B2

        This is a video clip to show you the music and the dance moves: https://vnclip.net/video/aChAYAmmLWs...%80%D0%B0.html

        Of course, I had to turn it into Forrest's school of ballroom dancing for the many backwards and forwards moves around various blazes, that I had performed during my BOTG trips!

        This is Forrest's school, a school of ballroom dancing
        School of ballroom dancing and not of the kung fu
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Forwards once and backwards two

        Gentle gentlemen, come invite your ladies
        Pendants and pins will be on the fronts
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Backwards two and forwards once

        Ladies, ladies, don't sneeze into curtains
        This is just indecent, I am telling you
        This is indecent, this is not hygienic
        And unsympathetic I am telling you

        Gentle gentlemen do not hold your ladies
        Right below the waists, I am telling you
        This is indecent, this is not hygienic
        And unsympathetic I am telling you

        Ladies, ladies, do not spin your buttocks
        This ain't a propeller and you are not a plane
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Backwards, forwards, backwards again

        Ladies, ladies, go invite your gents
        Ties and bows will be on the fronts
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Backwards two and forwards once

        Ladies, ladies, stop an idle talking
        You are chatterboxes, I am telling you
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Forwards once and backwards two

        Ladies, ladies, go help Boriska
        Go help Boriska, I am telling you
        He has urinated, right in a hallway
        Forwards once and backwards two

        Alec Raboinovich: I do need to go
        I do need to go, I am telling you
        Alec Rabonovich, wait for the replacement
        Forwards once and backwards two

        This is Forrest's school, a school of ballroom dancing
        School of ballroom dancing and not of the kung fu
        Two steps to the left, two steps to the right
        Forwards once and backwards two
        Last edited by sadcom; 05-05-2020, 07:51 AM.

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        • #34
          Originally posted by Tyke (MySon) View Post
          April is the cruelest month ...
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          • #35
            Cheer up, folks! I think, this poem could be called "While you wait".

            What would you do when you're one step from abyss?
            Would you embrace your fate with a deadly kiss?
            How to place your bet or make the stake,
            When everything's a fake within a fake, within a fake?

            In a circle jerk of stupidity and hubris.
            Only one decision will put your heart at peace.
            Quiesce the mind and listen with your heart,
            And stand your ground when world is falling apart

            You become the rock for your family, friends and the rest.
            In a sea of uncertainty you give them the life vest.
            Do not follow the crowds, do not read and parrot.
            Resist the temptations, resist the stick and the carrot.

            So, prove who you are, as this is the ultimate test,
            As only you can complete this hopeless quest.
            Just don't give up, brush the confusion aside.
            Your future self will wave at you from the other side!

            ***
            Last edited by sadcom; 07-01-2020, 08:35 AM.

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            • #36
              There must have been a bad moon
              On that first week of June
              In the terrible year, 2020

              For a new man from the East
              Who is rumoured part beast
              Sniffed out Fenn's gold, aplenty

              They were just not prepared
              For when Forrest declared

              "The search is over, it's done"!

              One person got crowned
              Below the true home of brown
              And now there are thousands of people who frown

              Some people replied with "congratulations"
              while others wallowed in complete desolation

              Some people cried
              Some people denied
              And some people said that he certainly lied

              Some stomped their feet
              Some called the finder a cheat
              Forrest was really feeling the heat

              Emotions were flared
              Some sharp teeth were bared
              And even conspiracy theories were shared

              "The man only stated the treasure's been found,
              the finder might not have gone boots on the ground"!

              "He promised us proof of this conclusion,
              has it all been a crummy, outlandish, illusion" ?

              People, relax, stop hitting the roof
              Forrest is working on getting your proof

              It's going to be great,
              just sit there and wait
              there really is no reason to hate

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              • #37
                Outstanding poem willynilly. Thank you

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                • #38
                  Originally posted by lowkey View Post
                  Outstanding poem willynilly. Thank you
                  Thank you, my pleasure

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                  • #39
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                    • #40
                      I like that one as well. Very inspiring.

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                      • #41
                        Originally posted by lowkey View Post
                        I like that one as well. Very inspiring.
                        I was just watching an old Forrest interview and he recited the first part, so I put it up for him.

                        Hi Forrest! He reads the blogs you know...

                        now can everyone calm the duck down already?!
                        Jeez Louise...

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                        • #42
                          Originally posted by willynilly View Post

                          I was just watching an old Forrest interview and he recited the first part, so I put it up for him.

                          Hi Forrest! He reads the blogs you know...

                          now can everyone calm the duck down already?!
                          Jeez Louise...
                          Ducks are strange creatures.
                          They quack about everything -
                          Even when there's nothing at all to say.
                          I do like the lil yellow ones tho.

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                          • #43
                            Originally posted by wwwamericana View Post

                            Ducks are strange creatures.
                            They quack about everything -
                            Even when there's nothing at all to say.
                            I do like the lil yellow ones tho.
                            Me too, the yellow ones are cute

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                            • #44
                              New poem.
                              Did I miss anything?
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                              It is not the fame, money or gold, that is rocking others
                              In my world, it is the love between brothers
                              A passing torch, that we alight, becoming in turn new fathers

                              Some people think it is all games, and miss their chance to become
                              Instead they indulge, they pillage and kill, and then they go numb
                              But there is still a chance for some

                              All good is a gift of God, we thank Him and miracles He gives
                              It is that substance, we call the soul, that in all of us lives
                              We often blame others for what we've done, but He - forgives

                              No need to say more, words are water under the bridge
                              You will know what I meant, seeing Buddha in a ditch
                              But, no, it will not make you rich.

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