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Hotel
Utah
Monday Night
Open mic night

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Tweedy
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Colburn
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Shareen
Kelsey
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Pretty
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language
Sku -
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Joe
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Ned
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Pier 23
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Barbary
Coast

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"The Big Issue"
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Virginia • Kansas City • Los Angeles
POETRY
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No matter where you go, pick any corner of the world
There's one thing I know, There's only four types of girls
Either For now, for later, for ever or forget it
But If she's any three of the, for then you'll probably regret it

For now comes and goes
for later will ease your woes
for get it never shows
But when forever is here everybody knows

There's no such thing as setting standards too hig
for when forever appears catches everybody's eye
I can't wait til they send her to boat
And I hope its always raining
she keeps practicing on me
God knows I hate unpaid training
When she leaves I'll take that flag
Wash my car, use it as a rag
when she

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WAITING FOR WAR
I told my wife over coffee that she needed a hobby
I told her I thought she needed a change
When I came home from work she said she did something that might sound strange
Now she's always whining and complaining
Yelling at the top of her lungs
Get over here now and you better start your explaining
How 'bout where you been and what you done
Ever since she joined the reserves Army
Ever since she enlisted as a reserve
All we've been doing is fighting
And I think the neighbors have heard every word
I can't wait til they send her to bootcamp
And I hope it's always raining
'Cause she keeps practicing on me
God knows I hate [?] unpaid training
When she leaves I'll take that flag
Wash my car, use it as a rag
When she gets home [?] no telling what's in store
But she's not leaving soon without any war
Well There's no one to fight
So we still do battle every night
As I'm on my knees
I've never dreamed this is what I'm dreaming for
I pray that when I awake
I'll get out of bed and [?] there'll be a war

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PARK THE CAR
I find my religion in the basement of churches
Never mind a few
Where I'm from can only be heard
The letter R can only be heard
In the beginning of a words I have
The tourists always say it sounds so absurd
[?]
I sit reminiscing it all
Go ahead and park the car at Harvard yard
Make your own alphabet it's not that hard
Something above myself can set me free
You can only tell what you're really worth
After you realize you're not the center of the earth
The sun does not rise for you
No matter how much you want it to
Gravity was made for many reasons
Something about the cream, and the moon,
And the changing of the seasons
Maybe be true

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Alison's Airplane
I find my religion in the basement of churches
Never mind a few
Here I sit trying to learn from my mistakes
God knows I've made a few
If you've made as many as I have
Here I sit reminiscing it all
Biding my time by reading slogans on the wall
A higher power is what I need
Something above myself can set me free
You can only tell what you're really worth
After you realize you're not the center of the earth
The sun does not rise for you
No matter how much you want it to
Gravity was made for many reasons
Something about the ocean, the moon,
And the changing of the seasons
It may be true that it pulls down you down
But to walk the road ahead
First your feet must meet the ground
Then the rest is up to you
Use your better judgement if you want to
If you choose to walk back down from the road
from which you came
Don't point any fingers at me
Those fingers of blame

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Alison told me she had an airplane
Of course I didn't believe it
So I asked her to teach me to fly
She told me I couldn't see it
The airplanes inside pears
You want to go for a ride?
At the time I didn't know what she meant
Now I realize Alison's Airplane is heaven scent
Vanish into thin air
Just another mystery
A puzzle noone can solve
First I am there
And then I dissolve

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SHADOW OF SMOKE
Just a shadow of smoke
That's how I appear
Try to reach out and touch me
what you see dissapears

No living soul can reache me
first you see my face
Then gone without a trace
Vanish into thin air

Just another mystery
A puzzle noone can solve
first I am there
And then I dissolve

Just a castle of sand
Before the tide comes to me
And after a warm embrace
Carries me back to the sea

Back into the fog I fade
My own solitary parade
Back into the water I wade
Unable to undo all I have made

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Bad Luck
I've lost my soul
through the horrors I've seen
Along with past desires
Of all I could have been
To the days of old
I can never return
Time passes slowly
when the memories still burn
I see children laugh
while young mothers dance
I know I have lived my life
And there is no second chance

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Bad Luck
After you're dragged by a car
You won't make it very far
After you fall off the wagon
You're feet'll be draggin'
After you're ran over by the train
You got no one to blame
After the plane's wing's caught fire
You ain't going any higher
After the subway doors close
There's no telling where it goes
After the escalator stops
You'll have to walk
After you break your ankle after you fall
Down on your knees you'll have to crawl
After all this well then you're stuck
You can chalk it up to just bad luck

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2 thousand miles above

She came from the land of sun
Parting the clouds floating up above
Conquering new cities in the name of love
From a thousand miles away
To a thousand miles above

When we first met I knew
she wasnt just ordinary
Our conversation sent a chill through my bones

Falling in love in just over an hour
Is so extraordinary
From that moment on I didnt want to be alone

Before she came I had loved
And I had lost, oh but of course
Still I had to pay the cost
She got half after the divorce

Well the mistakes I made I soon corrected
Funny how love creeps up when you least expect it
She just wanted to be friends still I wanted more
Best friends forever seems like such a bore
These feelings for her I have to direct it
So like a dog on a porch I wait
Waiting to sneak in the back door when she [?]

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When I dream of her eyes
It's like staring at the stars
I soon lose my train of thought
And I go walking into cars
She could've killed me
Oh but what a way to die
Lying on the street
Seeing her face up in the sky

The day she tells me
We'll never go any higher
Is the day I sell my shoes
And go walking across the fire

The cold wind blowing across the sea
No longer feels cool having felt your fire
To prove my love I'll run inside a burning building
To rescue any one your heart desires
Even your dog or your cat
Tell me what you think of that?

Day after day, you still amaze me
Don't tell me no, you'll drive me crazy
Don't fan the flames
Don't burn me
I'm not so bad
When you learn me

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Watch this!
Watch me disappear
I've finally made up my mind
Pack my bags I'm outta here
These lips aren't made for talking
But These feet are made for walking
Left, Right left, right
The door's open
The door's closed
What's instore?
Nobody ever knows
Some say the devil you don't
Is better than the devil you do
That's why some will leave
And some won't
Some won't replant the seeds they've sown
But they are not me
I'll choose the devil unknown
I walk away from pain
I carry an umbrella
While walking in the rain
Some will stay while blaming fate
I'm skipping town before its too late

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All for one and one for all
It really makes no sense to hide it
That he thinks this and she thinks that
One man's fiction is another man's fact
Not every argument is one-sided

All for one and one for all
What was once on the way up is now going down
After empty words were spoken
The unity was a broken
The three muskateers have all skipped town

All for one and one for all
As an individual we are so small
But this isn't China, this isn't Japan
Noone wants to be part of any master plan
Society's foundation will crack without enough bricks in the

All for one and one for all
Quite similiar to an alcoholic's motto
They say take it a day at a time is at
It'll ease your mind
I guess there's no such word as tommorrow

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All for one and one for all
The time that's wasting is now
But for your God or yourself
Maybe for me or someone else
To some higher power we each make our vow

All for one and one for all
What kind of future does this world hold
The terminally ill are getting sicker
Each coming day our children are growing up quicker
But what hasn't a price cannot be sold

All for one and one for all
The justice system of our country has no equal
Though the cases keep getting worse
After a movie is made everybody wants to be the first
In line to buy the sequal

All for one and one for all
The liberty bell keeps on ringing
Republicans and Democrats
Keep trying to find out where the sound is at
And until they do I'll keep on singing

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All for one and one for all
You can sit staring at quotes on the wall
But I believe that Lincoln said it best
There's really no need to recite all the rest
United we stand, divided we fall

All for one and one for all
It takes many a seeds to plant a garden
And you better harvest before the frost
For if you don't all your work will be lost
I feel a wintery chill just starting
As people have no shoes on their feet
Life sometimes can get pretty mean
But you, you wouldn't mean
There's always someplace you can go
Daddy's cottage on the lake
His mansion in Boca for the sake
You never had to pay
Daddy only had to say

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THANKS DAD... continued
To you everyday is Happy Thanksgiving
But what if I told you
To some it's always Halloween
Tricks no treats
Forget candied sweets
No treats were ever found
A place where vampires and grim reapers
Are always around
Happy Halloween
Say hello to defeat
As people have no shoes on their feet
Life sometimes can get pretty mean
But you, you wouldn't know
There's always someplace you can go
Daddy's cottage on the lake
His mansion in Boca Raton
You never had to pay for any mistake
Daddy only had to wave his magic wand
As trouble disappears
Life is chocolate cake
Do you even know what planet you're on?
I mean you have two feet for goodness sake

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Out in the distance I hear someone calling my name
I guess even here I am still not alone
Only for solitude [symbol] the reason I came
To be out here so far from home
No matter where you go something will find you
You'll never break every chain
There's always one that will bind you
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try to break the chain
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try but something will never change

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SMELL THE FLOWERS
This is how I meditate
In the black of night when it's getting late
I dream away of another place
Where people speak in melody
Sing songs all day long
Some where this exists
Don't care what anyone is telling me
Where you can hear only an angel's voice
Freedom in heaven can be your choice
Where you can fly
Even without wings
And you can smell the flowers
That the children bring
Somewhere this exists
But I ain't in no brochure
Someday when you wake up dead
You'll wash up on this shore

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VANITY AFFAIR
You think that you are perfect
In everything you say
In everything you do
Some say what you don't know
Doesn't hurt you
And you believe it to be true

Oh but the price you will pay
You will find out some day
That day maybe today
Or it could still be far away

So you better keep on your toes
There's something everybody else knows
Inside there's a monster that grows
Underneath your pretty clothes

A vanity affair
But nobody's there
You're only cheating yourself

Either make amends
or play pretend
You're only cheating yourself

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When you think you win you really lose
Either put on more makeup or change your shoes
You're only cheating yourself
Though you're dragging down everyone else

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dance club whore
You can sing
You can dance
Get all us guys dreaming
About dropping your pants
Hey, that's very pretty under wear
How about showing me what you got under ther
One thing I'm knowing
Is you got us all going
You're not the type of girl
I usually write poetry for
Because behind those pearls
You're just dance club whore

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OTHER PEOPLE'S CANCER
I've smoked so many cigarettes
I've probably given other people cancer
Light one up to kill the time
While Searching for some answers
How did I become myself?
There's a million other people I'd rather be
Why is this world so cold and dark
Is this really how it was meant to be
[illegible] my hammer
[illegible] those fences down

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FENCES
The fences are getting taller
Leaning against them you feel smaller
No ladder around
That you've searched for and you found
Just give me a holler
No man should be caged by boundary's bound
for you it aint no bother
Just give me a holler
I'll go fetch my hammer
And knock those fences down

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There's blood on the sheets
Which means she was pure
When we played doctor
I guess I had the cure
She used to be sick
But I thought she was well
With all the lights off
It's really hard to tell
Her pulse was racing
Heavy she was breathing
The pillow she was facing
I didn't know she was bleeding

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NEXT STEP NEXT BREATH
Just a second could change your life
The wink of the eye of your future wife
The turn of a corner and the stab of a knife
So be aware when you go
Because you never really know
After the next step, the next breath
One life and one death
Forget all the rest

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PLANT A TREE
Bullies trampled your garden
while you were sleeping
Better homes you weren't gaurding
The hell with Good Housekeeping
Seeds you once sowed Sown back
Now wilt in their bed
What was once growing
Now is dead
Who did it?
Who's to say
It wasn't me
Don't put fault my way
Don't point your Scorn at me
You know roses have thorns
Next time plant a tree

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PUPPET

I am just a puppet man
Dancing for another's hand
Kicking legs from side to side
But beneath this smile I surely cry
The cross I bear is not at my back
It shadows me from up high
To the strings I'm hitched there's never any slack
Waving my arms from side to side
Isn't there a time when enough's enough
And Pinnocio thinks he had it rough
Never knowing what freedom brings
Until someone comes and cuts my strings
Then I'll be free of this disease
Free to move anywhere I please

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Treading Water
I started drinking to drown my sorrows
I gave it up when trouble learned to swim
I treaded water for so long
I never realized how deep I was in
I tried the dead man's float
When I lost all hope
Then I started to think
After I didn't sink
That maybe I better not swim any more
In the middle of this thought
In the middle of this dream
The currents drifted me down stream
And soon I landed on the shore
Still unsure what I was swimming for
But As I was out in the water
With no one around
I believed I was alone
But trouble I still found

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DAMSEL IN DISTRESS
She came to me late one night
As a damsel in distress
I in always the type to Lend my helping hand
To that I will surely confess
But How she knew that I would help her
Is still anybody's guess

I spotted her near the bottom of my driveway
Hiding behind my crumbling wall of stone
I wasn't sure if she was alright
But I knew that she was all alone

Because of the bag she held
I noticed that her small hands trembled
Because of the confusion in her eyes
I noticed that an infant child she resembled

Because of some weight on her shoulders
She couldn't stand very tall
Because she was crumbling like my wall
To her I softly called

There was a sparkle in her eyes
When ours did meet
She was running from trouble
Which was on the very next street

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POSTERCHILD
Riding the peeks and valleys
of this emotional roller coaster
The day of my birth I was made the poster
child of confusion
So I never have any illusions
Don't get fooled by any illusions
of being someone else,
someone better then myself
Run over by the proverbial steam roller
While fighting for a world where I am the controller
Make enough noise and you'll get your way
Though it doesn't always happen right away
If you push hard enough it'll happen someday
It becomes even harder when you're by yourself
Look around, you don't see anyone else
As soon as they say hello
I tell them I have to leave
They sell their kind

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A DIME A DOZEN

There's a blue sky above
But the weather's still cold
Upthere there's a rainbow
Down here everyone's looking for gold
After believing every story ever told

But me, I only want what's real
What I can see
What I can feel

No time for make believe
That's not the kind of life I lead
I no longer beg and plead
With people who deceive

As soon as they say hello
I tell them I have to leave

They sell their kind
For a dime a dozen
They're here and then gone
All of a sudden
And so I live with people who's time is wast
Basted like a turkey in an oven

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This world makes you cling to lies
Because truth can be so cruel
Everyone makes their own rules
Some think each encounter is a potential duel
Another corner turned, another fool
Who could live in the Artic and not keep their cool
Just keep treading water in misery's pool
While being used as evil's tool
Chasing a carrot on a stick just like a mule

Some may call them an ass
It depends on who you ask
They're setting themselves up for a fall
That's why I don't call them at all

If you ask them
They'll say they're doing fine
Ask me and you'll get a piece of my mind

Before I go on
Ranting and Raving
Complaining and talking
Are you one of them
Or should I leave
And keep on walking?

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Empty Eyes

It's not that I'd rather be alone
Then be by your side
But the strongest feelings I have for you
Are the ones that I hide

My empty eyes
You could never look inside
Once you break the chains
There is no more compromise

Broken
No more I love yous
Spoken

Crying
Is what she's been doing because I was
Lying
[Faint text: since I've been old enough to love]
[Faint text: The winds of the world]
[Faint text: Proof blowin colder]
You can't prove your love when you don't speak the
Truth
[Faint text: That what is deep down is not real]
[Faint text: ... ones to breaking hearts]
[Faint text: ... tell her so and them chain away]

Leaving she's
Is what was doing now, No more
Deceiving

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My love came and left
Disappeared into the night
Floated up by the moon
Then vanished out of sight

Her love came
But never went away
Probably rattles around her mind
Even now about every other day

It Seems the nature of women
Is that emotion rules all
The reason they rise
And the reason they fall

Seems I've always worn
My heart upon my shoulder
But ever since I've been old enough to love
The winds of the world
Keeps blowin colder

The only feelings I conceal
That what is deep down is not real
Is when it comes to breaking hearts
I serve deception and untrue love in equal parts
I know I should just tell her so and then run away
No matter when she knows she'll still cry anyway

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Fears of hers
Have been replaced by
Tears of hers

Thoughts of me
Flash pictures in her memory
About how someone so dear to me
Could drive me to insanity
By heading a giant conspiracy
If my children ever mirrored me
I'd lock 'em out of the house
And throw away the key
Double standards don't apply to me

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Sorrow's Curves

The lines on her face
I slowly traced
Everyone held the curve of sorrow

The expression of her face
Showed she only knew one taste
Her lips were always curved around a bottle

Her deep circled eyes
Showed very little surprise
There's not much she hasn't seen

Dark blemishes on her skin
Told of the places she's been
Still discolored though newly scrubbed clean

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Hate Crimes

There's hate crimes
Going on all the time
In the early morning
In the middle of the night

It's white on black
Then it's black on white
No matter the color
They still fight

There's hate crimes
Problems rising out of sight
People losing track
of what's wrong and what's right

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Lost and Found

I see what you have the street
And I want it ng side of the road
And it will be mine many orders
I'll pay any cost at I'm told

Someday you will turn around winter
And she will not be near windows down
As I will find laugh as all
What you have lost people frown

And you will begin to hate it
But it was all premeditated busy
Just when you thought you had everything together
I finally convinced her that she can do better

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BUS STOP PEOPLE

Driving down the street
On the wrong side of the road
Following too many orders
I won't do what I'm told

In the middle of the winter
You put your windows down
And you laugh as all
The bus stop people frown

I'd pick them up
But I'm far too busy
It just shows you need a car
To get around in this city

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A broken mirror
Lies shattered on the floor
In beautiful patterns
Of Distorted reflections
Once one point of view
Now judged by many
No more hiding in the cracks
Of Misgiven perception
What was once smooth is now jagged
Once pure is now blemished
Whatwas once tailored is now ragged
Disregarded not cherrished

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UH, That's Christmas, Nana

Has anyone seen my apron?
Has anyone seen my keys?
I can't see too well without my glasses
And I lost them too while cooking peas

By the way, do you know where my truck is?
I could have sworn I drove it home
But at least I know when my birthday is
Because this nice man who knew I'd forget
Kindly carved it on a stone

Well thanks for helping me find my apron
I left it hanging from my waist
Then when I opened the door to my truck
In the ignition were the keys I'd misplaced

Maybe I'll remember where I left my glasses
After a good night's sleep so I'll go to bed
But wouldn't you know it that when
I looked in the mirror to brush my teeth
Those darn glasses were around my head

This is just part of growing older
When you forget more than most people remember
I just hope you don't forget my birthday
On the twenty fifth day of December

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DAY DREAMING
Day dreaming of you
That's what I do
To pass each day
That you're away

While my arms are empty
My head is swimming
While my heart is full
Of the love I'm giving

Everytime I feel a fall
Any time I have a fear at all
Sweet memories of you I recall
I hug them like a little boy teddy bear
I hug them like a little girl does a doll

My memories are my company
When ever I turn and you're not there
Where ever I come to find myself
I hold them tight when I am scared

Then there's a CALMNESS in the air
Oh how sweet the taste
Staring into a beautiful daydream
That is your face

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War... On and on it goes
Soaked in red become your clothes
But in the battle of minds no one's ever been killed
No external bruises in the war of wits and wills
Yes I too looked long ago
for a friend who turned into a foe
as soon as you walked inside the door
My palms were sweating
I was still unsure of what I was getting
or what was in store
when I learned
easy you can get burned
promised myself I wouldn't go there any more

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You can walk through the city
Searching for peace
But you'll probably find war

Yes I too looked long ago
For a friend who turned into a foe
As soon as you walked inside the door

My palms were sweating
I was still unsure of what I was getting
Into or what was instore

But when I learned
How easy you can get burned
I promised myself I wouldn't go there any more

Now I hide
Way up North I reside
Where the only things flying are the birds

When the trees softly speak
Their advice I seek
Though they're not saying any words

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I don't try to teach
I don't try to preach
That's not the way
That people get reached

When I speak
I don't try to say
I don't try to tell
You're not trying to buy
I'm not trying to sell
So I try to show
And that works pretty well

You don't have to be a farmer
In order to live off the land
Neither do you have to be taught
In order to understand

You choosing right or wrong
Whether you build or you break
Is not the reason for this song
Or all this hard ache

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For some people they just get it
They know the know
The amount of the time it takes the others
Is slow, slow, slow

I don't know what the reasons Are
why it takes so much time
I still haven't figured it all out so far
Why some people are so blind, blind, blind

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On the pouring rain
Look into my heart
Look inside your soul
Do you see they are the same?
Have you ever gazed beneath my eyes
And what I attempt to hide
Just like a children's game?

My emotion tells me
to tell you I love you
But my mind is so scared of the pain
What if when I tell you
That you're my sunshine
It begins to rain?

I could never risk to lose you as a friend
Nor could I ever break my heart again
My only fears are if I wait
Then maybe that would be too late

Look into my heart
Take a look inside my soul
Can you feel the warmth of a fire
Burning out of control?

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I could live for you
I would die for you
But I'll cry for you
If you want me to

With the angel inside you
No man could deny you
What I have come to understand
You hold my world in your hand

Since I met you
I've never been the same
When the world is quiet
I hear your name

When I'm by your side
I feel no pain
I'm warm and dry
In the pouring rain

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Reward If Found
Tom Jensen
[address removed]
Swampscott, MA
[number removed]

H E I O U
B C D F G H J K L M N P Q R S T V W X Y Z

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A Jet plane
That ain't so high
Don't say hello
before you say goodbye
Leave that to me
You'll save your family tree
Only your mother puts lines in my
Corona
It'll just be myself
Drivin' up the road
No dead end
I ain't yet a goner (gonah)
Take a seat by my side
You'll see it's true
I have no greater
weakness than when I'm with you

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We loosened up a bit
But I won't get out
Sick of this and that
You know the same old shit
It's just my pen and me
Nothing we can't see
A table at the bar
It don't take that long
You may have come so far
But it's the same old song
That my best this way
No livin day to day
Time to plan a future
The old people say
Seperate this from that
Throw out the trash
Go to ash wednesday
Don't forget your cash

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end of the line
edge of the cliff
Time will tell
Who'll you'll be with
her or him
Goodness or sin
Would be a good Father
or does he have to go farther
My Street turns here
A left or right
that will tell
If you'll spend the night

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just what can be new
working in the same old zoo
Rat race has begun
Number one is ahead of number two
Freedom has a voice
But what if you have no choice
When she calls your name
you'll never be the same
Napolean came and went
Not much he left unconquered
But She won't leave your mind
Love like that will drive you bonkers
Is'nt that why you left the last one alone
Said you've eaten your cake
Now its time to go home
As the music fades into the walls
How much can you take?

MORAL MESSAGES

ODE TO JASON
(A FALLEN HERO)
This is a story about a boy whose dog ran away
Who, during a snowstorm, went out to play
Jason set out to find a loved one - no matter what the cost
But as the dog came home the little boy became lost
When you're a fourth grader finding a dog is no easy task
Should you risk your life for a pet? It depends on whom you ask
The fact that Jason said yes should come as no surprise
He loved that dog to pieces you could see it in his eyes
Little Jason was a hero so he set out through the snow
So it saddens my heart deeply to tell his tale of woe
What a brave little soul, right up until the end
What a brave little soul to go search for his friend
A little bit of inspiration is what he left behind
He listened to his heart, paid no attention to his mind
And right before he left our world with the situation oh so grim
The last thought that filled his head - his dog would do the same for him
The saddest of it all and the reason why we cried
If not for the heart of an angel he never would have died
When you think of him in memory try to wipe away your tears
And remember him for what he was which is wise beyond his years

FOLLOWING THE BLIND
Such a waste of time...
Following the blind
Open up your eyes
Haven't you realized?

'Tis better to lead them...
And still be breathing
Than it is to follow
And be the one left bleeding

Never wading in the springs of freedom...
And not understanding these things I speak of
Contemplating something hollow and misleading

And it brings many things...
Such as a false disguise by a gypsy king
In his lies we discover many truths...
Through his eyes we uncover his abuse
And his song of sorrow so many sing

For only a fool would break the sole rule...
Of the creator of thought
The earth shaker
The maker of everything
And all that there is to believe in or be bought
Is there really a tomorrow?

THE BEATLES, NEIL ARMSTRONG, ERNEST HEMINGWAY, HANK AARON, J.D. SALINGER, ALBERT EINSTEIN, ARCHIMEDES, JESSE OWENS, JOHN LENNON, ABRAHAM LINCOLN, SUSAN B. ANTHONY, ROBERTO CLEMENTE, JESUS CHRIST, JIMI HENDRIX, GEORGE ORWELL, CHARLES DARWIN, FRANK SINATRA, SIGMUND FREUD, VOLTAIRE, LEONARDO DA VINCI, MOSES..., WOLFGANG..., GEORGE...
POEMS BY TOM
2007

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POLITICS - Mud slides, Pardon me, Politician blues, Pushing the button, Violence is their solution. PRO-GOD - Abracadbra, Watcher (the). ANTI-RELIGIOUS - Closer to god, Doubting Thomas, Shepherd (the), Sunday morning sex, Tom's psalm. STATE OF THE WORLD - Another history lesson, Any given day, Call it fate, Clean wipe to the slate, Corey story (the), Downs and ups, Exit the sandman, Knowing the know, Mud slides, Paradigm (the), Patching the hole, Pen and paper, Perfect world (a), Playing chess, Song for mediocrity, Spreading the word, Status quo woes, United we stand, You spilled my coffee. DEATH - Any given day, Bars and scars, Clinical depression, Coming of fall (the), Cop asked the witnesses (a), Cost of war, Dead end, Fallen clouds, Ode to Jason (a fallen hero), One slip of the knife, Pushing the button, Quest for immortality, Rest for immortality, Song (a), Spreading the word, Us. UNCERTAINTY - Crystal ball, Disciple of dirt, Does the fire still glow, Water flesh and bone, She. TEMPTATION - Bite of the apple (a), Clinical depression, Light or the white (the), Oasis, One slip of the knife, Pretty toys, Quest for immortality, Venus. HUMOR - Floating head, Get outta my house, Hurting her knees and pride, In a jiffy, My biography, Rehab rehab rehab, Rumors form heaven, Straight for the border, Sunday morning sex, Uh that's Christmas nana. VIGILANTE VIOLENCE - Bars and scars, Venus. INJUSTICE - Bars and scars, Call it fate, Corey story (the), Four wars, Getting' juiced, Mickey D's, Mud slides, Picture something nice, Staking the flag, Straight for the border. RACISM - Daddy taught...

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"If you were ever curious about how Holden Caulfield and John Lennon would feel about the world today then have I got something for you... POEMS BY TOM is a collection of 130 poems meant to be read in order just like a novel. This book is a blend of song-based poems, commentary, supporting information and famous (and some not-so-famous) quotes all meant to enlighten the average reader. Ultimately, this is a book of poetry for those people who do not traditionally enjoy books of poetry. Okay, here's the deal: I always wanted to be a rock star but I can't sing. Over the last ten years I have developed my talent for writing song lyrics but they're not really commercial because I try to use my writing skills to free people's minds - not brainwash them into buying some silly crap that they don't need. Mostly everything inside of these pages is here to get people to start thinking about the world we live in and how we can make it better. These poems and commentary that I tell my life story - making sure to point out exactly where I did good and, conversely, just where I made a few mistakes along the way. I write about everything from being in love to September 11th to bottling drugs and alcohol. I have poems about politics, racism [and] a quick... give... life on..."

"...I am a college graduate with a very unique... Some of the things that I say or write you will [not necessarily] agree with me on and some of the other things you will make... you want to ring my neck but I can promise... make you think. Oh yeah, you may... he's such a great writer then why didn't... name for his book? My answer is because... 800 poems in my life (all with titles) I told myself that's... enough already - I'm finished with titles for awhile."

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Two thousand miles P.148
Maybe Someone's song P.87
edit P.161 where I'm from

Dedication:
This book is dedicated to my father. I am living proof of the tremendous impact that a great male role model can have in not only a child's life but also an adult's life. Luckily, my old man is still kicking and even though no one would ever argue that he is a perfect man he is the closest thing to a perfect parent that I ever needed (or wanted). If he was tremendously wealthy then I would be a different person than I am today; in the same respect if he was dirt poor then I would also have ended up being someone different - he did just well enough to put me in good enough shape so he could help me but not so good that I never had to work myself.
I always believed that your parents or guardians have the capability to teach you everything that you need to know in life - everything that he did wrong I try to do the complete opposite of and everything that he did right I try to emulate. Come on now...what else do you need in life to teach you? He taught me right from wrong and wrong from right even though he didn't always know which lesson he was teaching at the time. He always meant well and what more can one ask of anybody in this world other than that? Exactly. That is the best that anyone can hope for and luckily I am very blessed in this regard.

"The man who doesn't read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them [at all]." - Mark Twain, American author (1835 - 1910).

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'ONLY THE BEST / poems & song lyrics / by Tom Jensen / READTOM.COM'.

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A PERFECT WORLD
'The whole world's a fight / I can't get no peace / I've spent my whole life / Looking for what I can't see / For what will never be / As the only thing that will set me free / Is an unknown memory / That somewhere and somehow / Lives inside of me / Inside a locked door / For which there is no key // The whole world's a fight / My mind gets disrupted when it's at ease / Watching the sunset is a long forgotten art / Feet so busy walking separate from the heart / When was the last time you noticed the moon? / I'm surprised you've forgotten so soon / There's so much more than what you've been told / Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold? // This set pattern you follow is just one of their lies / A world lacking communion, only me's and I's / Through competition our brotherhood has been broken / As no one's acknowledged these words that I've spoken / Everything, even people, filed by order and rank / Number one built the Titanic yet down it sank / There's still time left to return these ideas you've been sold / Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold? // Some say if winning isn't everything than why keep score? / Those same people send other mother's sons to war / I could be like you or maybe someone else / One step towards them and one away from myself / Sometimes they see me and ask me 'How I feel?' / I respond, 'Like a hamster on a rusty wheel' / If you feel trapped like a rat in this world so cold / Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold? // I'll keep on fighting no matter what's in store / But at least I'll know what I'm fighting for / My own little peaceful and quiet patch in this land so vast / This world makes me dizzy because it's moving too fast / Round and round they go as they spin their wheels / Trying hard to keep their poker face on when the dealer deals / Stop going for broke when you'll win if you hold / Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold? // The brokers in their suits and ties walking down Wall Street / The ones with the diamond watches and their hair so neat / They get so stressed out playing all their Wall Street games / They get home and yell at their wives / And forget their own kids' names / All for the love of money and nothing more / If they call that rich then you can call me poor / If they tell you the lie 'all that glitters is gold' / Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold? // As I climb up the mountains and float over the sea / I find myself alone and contented and alive and free / No need to look at my watch or punch a clock / And I notice my feet when I go for a walk / It could be like this if enough people believe / Just as the wind blows a flower, I'm planting my seed / The time has come for us to break the mold / Rise up in rebellion, could we be so bold? // The whole world's a fight / I can't get no peace / My mind gets disrupted when it's at ease / An uphill battle right from the start / Feet so busy walking separate from the heart / When was the last time you noticed the moon? / I'm surprised you've forgotten so soon / So concerned with the future that the present is gone / Never taking time to stand still / We just keep on moving on / Why not take a break before you break / For we're all judged by the choices we make'.

'The origins of this poem began when I took a trip: an acid trip. I was taking the train home from landscaping one beautiful summer's day when I overheard some high school kids talking about drugs... once they got off of the train in Salem (my stop as well) I said, Hey man... Ten dollars later I had it in my hands...' describes writing the poem's six verses in six different colors of marker while tripping, visiting a park referenced in his poem 'Innocense Lost', and discovering the notebook weeks later, concluding 'It has become my own personal work of art - my theme song to my life - my mission statement. It sums up everything that I believe in.'

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I'll keep on fighting no matter what's in store
But at least I'll know what I'm fighting for
My own little peaceful and quiet patch in this land so vast
This world makes me dizzy because it's moving too fast
Round and round they go as they spin their wheels
Trying hard to keep their poker face on when the dealer deals
Stop going for broke when you'll win if you hold
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

The brokers in their suits and ties walking down Wall Street
The ones with the diamond watches and their hair so neat
They get so stressed out playing all their Wall Street games
They get home and yell at their wives
And forget their own kids' names
All for the love of money and nothing more
If they call that rich then you can call me poor
If they tell you the lie 'all that glitters is gold'
Rise up in rebellion, could you be so bold?

As I climb up the mountains and float over the sea
I find myself alone and contented and alive and free
No need to look at my watch or punch a clock
And I notice my feet when I go for a walk
It could be like this if enough people believe
Just as the wind blows a flower, I'm planting my seed
The time has come for us to break the mold
Rise up in rebellion, could we be so bold?

'ONLY THE BEST / poems & song lyrics / by Tom Jensen / READTOM.COM'

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hand-lettered cover sheet reading 'FIRST DRAFT' (red marker) / 'FINISHED SONGS' (large bubble letters) / 'by Tom Jensen' (script). Bound typed pages titled 'State of the World' with a lyric 'EXIT THE SANDMAN': 'So the midnight oil seems to be burning again / The sandman's at your door but he can't come in / With so much trying your mind tonight he's not your friend / Since there's so much you're still trying to find / Before your time comes to an end / You used to dream about today but that was back then... / Exit the sandman / Why not see it from the other side? / Doin' the best I can, man / And that ain't no lie / Back when... / You smiled as a child... before you got sucked in / Back when... / You always shared and never cared...about the color of somebody's skin / Back when... / You didn't try to solve all your problems with the bottom of a bottle / Drowning up your sorrows in a pool of sin / Back when... / You still had time to let the road unwind / But now your patience is wearing thin / Exit the sandman'. A second handwritten page (spiral torn, red-stitched binding) headed 'FINISHED' lists further song/poem titles in a column, partly legible: 'End of the Road Chains, Break Start, Fresh out of the Litter, White or...(illegible), The World, No Complains, Tom's Passion, Dying day, Poison me, Alcohol, The Vodka, Crystal Ball, Snipers Song Sad, Waltz Face 4 Bows, Oasis, Politician Blues, In the Penalty Row, Running the Stuck, Nothing, Marijuana Again, Disciple of Dirt, Get out my Diet, Dawn Providing, Climbing the Ladder, Innocense Lost, Playing Class, Exit the Sandman, Rehab/Rehab Achieved, Chronic Depression, Spreading the word, Two Zero of Heaven, Not a Zero, Two Slice of Hearts, Sunday Morning Sex, Dead End, Runaway from Heaven, maybe Sunday, Status quo woes, Old Friends, Venus, Another song, SHE, Blessing in Disguise, Worst Case Scenario, Pushing the Guitar, Love it or leave it, Loading pot and I unsaid, Pretty Toys, Racing Dog Sunshine, The World, Mixed up, Tom's Passion, Dream Local, United we Stand, Picture Something Nice, Working the weeds, Better than Me, SHE'.

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BOO HOO HOO
You said you'd had enough of this...bag of shit
You've got to give it up and you got to give it up quick
You said that you never believed that it would come to this
Giving up what you need...could you ever picture it?
Nah, I don't think you could never picture it

Everybody's got something that they'll never tell
But you've been keeping secrets from yourself
Cross your heart and hope to die
Is living in a dream the same as living in a lie?
Have you ever stopped to wonder...
About whether or not you've fallen under?

You might have thought once
But you sure didn't think twice
Probably never bothered to think at all
Now you've found yourself a prisoner of your own device
You turned around and said "Jesus Christ! Who built this wall?"

'Twas you...a little by little every day
'Twas you who...now know the price that someday you'll pay
Because that someday is today and some things have gone astray
"'Twas not me...who kept you from being free" I can honestly say
So go boo hoo hoo to someone other than me...
Please, please...just go away

You claim up and down
That you're the victim of circumstances beyond your control
But when it's easy to pick up then it's probably harder to put down
And you decided to take your chances so your luck is your own

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A
Act fasting
Actress
Advice
After the fact
Alcohol
All in
Always moving
Another cigarette
Another history lesson
Any given day
Apacalypse now
Around the king's table
Aum... What she said...om
Avoid
Awaken

B
Bad match
Barrel roll
Bars and scars
Battle cry
Be hooven
Beast
Beats growing corn
Before noah
Behave
Being hip
Best left
Bet my mother
Betrayal
Better choices
Better than it seems
Better than me
Big shoes
Bird on a string
Birthright
Bite of the apple
Black dress
Blank pages
Boardwalk
Bottle me up
Brain games
Braveheart
Brownies and love
Bum knee
But him
Butter fingers
Buzzing
By design

C
Call it fate
Can't dance
Can't have that
Candy rapper superstar
Cardboard box
Cats and dogs
Cello
Cement
Chameleon
Changing the game
Chicken coup soup
Chit chat chatter
Chosen one
Cinnabon girl
Clap
Clear view
Cliffhanger
Climbing the ladder
Clinical depression
Close friends
Come to me
Coming home
Complicated subject
Cop asked the witnesses
Corey story
Cousin of a kennedy
Cry me a river
Crystal ball
Current events

D
Daddy taught me
Day to day
Daylight again
Defenseless
Delicious
Die bold
Dirt nap
Discartes
Disciple of dirt
Disrobed
Do do you wanna
Does the fire still glow
Dog paddling in the deep end
Dom Vio
Dot dot space
Double speek
Doubting thomas
Drawing a blank
Dream away
Dropping science
Dry ice
Dyslexic

E
Eanie Meanie
East timor
Electric waterfall
Empty bottle
Empty eyes
Empty room
End game
Endless chorus
Enemy of this state
Engraver
Ex-poem
Exit the sandman
Expired

F
F the W
Face to face
Failing
Fallacy of the undistributed middle
False alarm
Fancy words
Fate is a word
Feeding time
Fence
Festival
Fields of time
Fifty two pick up
Filament
Fish
Fitting in
Five hundred and forty degrees
Flicker
Floating head
Fluoride
Forever
Forget me knot
Forty days
Four wars
Free sanity
Free willy
Friend
Friends and countrymen
Fuzzy math

G
Game
Gauging time
Get outta my house
Gettin' juiced
Gloucester seventeen
Go
Gods girls and gurus
Gold star
Good health
Good seat
Goodbye
Goodbye to you
Grant's womb
Great greatest greatest-er
Groovy gravy
Grow up
Grown to love
Guns and butter

H
Happy accident
Happy birthday to me
Happy people
Happy place
Hard line
Hard work
Hate crimes
Have not
He said she said
Heartstrings
Heavy machines
Heavy to light cream
Helluva day
Heresy speaks no evil
Hey waiter
Hidden evils
Hiding the dirt
High praise
High risers
History to me
Homewrecker
Hope floats
Hot toddy
How and when
Hurting her knees and pride
Hypocrites

I
I am
I love
Idle bee
In a click
In a jiffy
In the shape of an angel
Incident on king street
Indigestion
Innocence lost
Insist
Insomnia
Intellectual property
Iron will
It doesn't matter

J
Jewelry box
Just your shoes

K
Keep it short
Keeping up
Kicking the can
Killing for pie
Kneeling
Knowing the know

L
Land of coal
Last shot
Lazy citizen
Learn from the masters
Lesbian anthem
Let me in
Let me live the dream
Lewis and clark
Liars and lawyers
Life line
Light
Light or the white
Linear
Little break
Little more time
Living in a jimmy buffet song
Living large
Lost
Lost and found
Love it or leave it
Lovely infinity

M
Making a killing
Man enough
Man is man
Master plan
Matches to burn
Me and you
Me you and hoobie doo
Meet Michael Hawk
Melting snow
Men on my shoulder
Messy room
Mickey d's
Midas touch
Minny and jim
Minority majority
Mister ed
Monetization
Money train
Monotony and the circle of death
Monuments
Morsals
Moth
Mountains and valleys
Mourning in the morning
Mudslingers
My best friends
My biography
My garden
My little hands
My muse
My precious
Mystic haze

N
Name in lights
Nap time
Napalm
Never be
Never expect it
New planet
New york minute
Night light
Nine to five state of mind
No snow
No thanks babe
Nothing at all
Nudged
Number one

O
Obamafication
Oceanside
Ode to jason
Off the road
Oh juanita
Oh you know
Old friends
On defense
On the rocks
One o'clock woman
Only shared with you
Open and closed
Open mic night
Order in the court
Outta the park
Overexposed

P
Pandora's box
Paper thin
Paradigm
Pardon me
Park the car
Pen and paper
Perfect world
Picture something nice
Pimp walk
Playing chess
Pledge
Plug and pray
Poorest chorus
Portant people politicians and presidents
Posters of posers
Power is
Pretty fountains
Pretty gold bracelet
Prison guard anthem
Proxy war
Pushing the button
Puzzle pieces

Q
Quest for immortality
Quick wit

R
Racist
Radio girl
Rage
Rain
Rehab
Rescue
Resolutions
Rest in peace
Rest of my days
Riding a wave
Robin hood
Rock number ten
Rumours from heaven
Running the street

S
Same single word
Scrape your soul
Second date
Secret code
Secret room
See saw
Seeing is believing
Seven voices
Sexual intellectual
Shades
Shadow boxing
Shadow of smoke
She knew what she was doing
Shepherd
Shield
Short fuse
Sides
Sign of the times
Silhouette of a stranger
Silly me
Silver lining
Sinbad the sailor
Six five two thousand and seventeen
Skating with bill lee
Sky and light
Skype me
Sleepless
Slip stream
Smiles and frowns
Smoke signals
Sniper's song
Snowing love
So what
Something in my genes
Something in the air
Song for mediocrity
Southerners and six year olds
Space race
Spinning
Splendiferous
Spreading the word
Staking the flag
Status quo woes
Sticks and stones
Still walking the earth
Story of my life
Straight for the border
Studio
Sunday morning sex
Synergy

T
T minus
Tangled affair
Tears of trust
Thank you poetry gods
That's that
Thick skin
Thirty seconds
This time
Time and a half
Time bomb
Time to climb
Timeless to ten
Toilet paper song
Tom's psalm
Tools of fools
Traffic
Trivial pursuit
Trust me
Trust your whiskers
Turbulence
Twisting the knife
Two o'clock on sunday afternoon

U
Uh that's christmas nana
Uncashable
Undefined
Undercaste
Underrated
Unencumbered
United we stand
Unwritten and unsaid
Uptown

V
Valentine woes
Venus
Victim of fate
Violence is their solution
Voices with faces

W
Wake and baker
Walking on words
Walking through walls
Warning
Watching and waiting
Water birds
Watering the weeds
We may
Well glory be
Well organized
Well placed e
White eyes
Who knows you
Will do
Winter themed happiness
Wish I wet my bed
Worth a shot

X
X marks the spot

Y
Yesterday's songs
You spilled my coffee

Z
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[?] down
Or gather everything you own
That ain't nailed to the ground

Catch the next train
Back to where you came
Start over a little closer
To where you first began...
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DOWNS ANDS UPS by Tom Jensen
Stress level going up
Self-esteem going down
Tons of work piling up
Stacks of papers falling down
Not much patience I have left
What is happening just isn't right
I'm starting to hate everything
And people who think I'm nothing
Everything I do is wrong
Every mistake I can't correct
In the game of life I surely lose
Even my thoughts I can't collect
Anger screams let me out
Peace whispers let me in
Even the art of making love
To some is considere[?]
Too often my li[?]
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GAUGING TIME by Tom Jensen
Cracks upon the walls
Pacing up and down the halls
When the walls start closing in
Then the end will now begin

Freedom is stripped away
As today mirrors every other day
When time starts growing old
Then what a price we pay

You don't gauge time by the cloc[k]
That's hanging on the wall
You tell time by the cal[?]

SORTED POEMS BY SUBJECT
by TOM JENSEN
[the yellow cover sheet on top of the binder stack, picture 21]

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[Handwritten section headings and tab labels seen in the photos: MISC, LIFE PHILOSOPHY, FIGHTING LIFE, HUMOROUS, MORAL MESSAGES, LOVE, PEACEFUL, GOD IS ALIVE, GOD IS DEAD, BIG GIANT ANTS, LOST INNOSCENCE, DEATH & SUFFERING, DRUGS, POLITICS / FUCK BUSH, NOT SOBER, LEARNING; on the stack's edge tabs INTRO, MOTIVATIONAL, MORAL, SOLITUDE, GOD, NATURE, POLITICS, NOT LOVE.]

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MORAL MESSAGES section - "ODE TO JASON (A FALLEN HERO)": 'This is a story about a boy whose dog ran away / Who, during a snowstorm, went out to play / Jason set out to find a loved one - no matter what the cost / But as the dog came home the little boy became lost / When you're a fourth grader finding a dog is no easy task / Should you risk your life for a pet? It depends on whom you ask / The fact that Jason said yes should come as no surprise / He loved that dog to pieces so he set out through the snow / Little Jason was a hero so he set out through the snow / So it saddens my heart deeply to tell his tale of woe / What a brave little soul, right up until the end / What a bit of inspiration is what he left behind / He listened to his heart, paid no attention to his mind / And right before he left our world with the situation oh so grim / The last thought that filled his head - his dog would do the same for him / The saddest of it all and the reason why we cried / If not for the heart of an angel he never would have died / When you think of him in memory try to wipe away your tears / And remember him for what he was which is wise beyond his years'; "FOLLOWING THE BLIND": 'Such a waste of time... Following the blind... Open up your eyes... Haven't you realized? / 'Tis better to lead them... And still be breathing... Than it is to follow... And be the one left bleeding // Never wading in the springs of freedom... And not understanding these things I speak of... Contemplating something hollow and misleading // And it brings many things... Such as a false disguise by a gypsy king... In his lies we discover many truths... Through his eyes we uncover his abuse... And his song of sorrow so many sing // For only a fool would break the sole rule... Of the creator of thought / The earth shaker / The maker of everything / And all that there is to believe in or be bought / Is there really a tomorrow?' HUMOROUS section: "GILLIGAN SMILES" - 'I give....They take / They live....I die trying to save a drowning doggy from the lake / I give...And they take some more / Both me and the doggy never paddle back to shore / Yeah the boat floats / But I ain't on it / It's not named the minnow it's the escargot / And no, I don't want it / Yeah, Gilligan's got it / But it's Mrs. Howell who flaunts it / It's Ginger who gives it / But it's Marianne who really wants it / Gilligan has just got to be a little more responsive'; "CAN'T DANCE IN THESE PANTS" - 'I said, "Hunny, I'd love to...but I can't" / I can't dance in these pants, they're too big - I need a belt / But nobody'll give me one / 'Cause the last time they did - I tried to hang myself'; "THE CHROMOSOME KID" - 'The neighborhood bullies called him the chromosome kid / He used to bag groceries at Stop and Shop / But the managers didn't quite like his style / So now he's collecting carts out in the parking lot / He never had a chance to cut the cards / And they stacked the deck / Now he's left standing in the rain / What else would you expect?'; "THE DOCTOR'S CURE" - 'She used to be sick / But now I think she is well / But with all the lights off / It's really hard to tell / Her pulse was racing / And heavy she was breathing / Because the pillow she was facing'. LIFE PHILOSOPHY section: "ANOTHER HISTORY LESSON" (references 'no more playing follow the leader', 'history is cyclical and I'm a big reader'), "THE PARADIGM (JUST AS)" (references design/mold mankind, mastermind). FIGHTING LIFE section: "ANOTHER MONTH AWAY", "CALL IT FATE" (references cancer, hospital, dying wife, 'you can call it fate...you can call it a shame'), a third untitled poem about a hospital birth/death juxtaposition ('In the next room of the hospital is a mother's joy / The prize of a life - a baby boy / Parents counted the fingers and counted the toes... So no one knows why he grew to kill... You can look at their deaths and who they blame'). DRUGS tab: "ALCOHOL" - personifying alcohol as an abusive on-again off-again partner ('I am a victim, though I feel like a hero / You make me feel like number one yet I'm a zero... Still I come back to you... I'm the one who pays the price... Why won't you let me be?').

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"DREAM LAND", "BECAUSE YOU'RE MY BABY", "BIGGEST SURPRISE", "KICKING THE CAN" ('This woman I'd been dating for nearly a year... Said her chains had been broken and she's no longer bound / To me, former lover, getting outta town'), "MUST HAVE SEEN HIM FIRST", "TEN FEET TALL", "AT LEAST ONE A DAY" (religious, 'I've found someone to believe in... finally saw Jesus in a living, breathing and walking hymn'), a handwritten red-ink note reading "GOD IS ALIVE :)", "CHOOSING YOUR RELIGION" / "A STRANGER IN THE MANGER" (religious satire referencing baptism and sin), "FEED THE BIRDS" ('I always feed the birds but sometimes I shoot at the people... We believe in some kind of higher power but we never worship at the steeple... there's more than just one great book, oh yeah, and its sequel'), an untitled poem under LOST INNOSCENCE/DEATH & SUFFERING tabs beginning 'A life based on the movies / Another nine o'clock special / Not suitable for children / Maybe violent, deadly and racial - NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN', "NO SUCH LUCK" under the POLITICS/FUCK BUSH tab ('When you feel like you can't trust the government / Then whom can you trust? / Since you've all ready given up on love / And now you settle for lust'), "BEEN THERE BEFORE" (bear/cave metaphor about anger and territory), "SINK OR SWIM" ('I guess you shouldn't try to be a shepherd / When all your sheep jump off the cliff / But you can't see inside my conscience / And all the pain I'm living with').

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QUOTES, SCARY TRUTHS, ACCRUED WISDOM AND FUNNY HAHAS
by Brian Rainstorm
brianrainstorm.com

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ALMOST FINISHED SONGS & BESTEST LYRICS
By Tom Jensen

[Tom's note in red marker on a torn lined sheet laid beside the binder - the last line is his catalogue number, not a price:]
poems sorted
by subject
Big Binder
1599

THE BEATLES NEIL ARMSTRONG MAHATMA GANDHI
ERNEST HEMINGWAY PABLO PICASSO BOB MARLEY
HANK AARON J.D. SALINGER THE ROLLING STONES
ALBERT EINSTEIN THOMAS JEFFERSON KARL MARX
ARCHIMEDES POEMS JAMES JOYCE
JESSE OWENS MARCO POLO
JOHN LENNON ALFRED NOBEL VINCENT VAN GOGH
ABRAHAM LINCOLN THE WHO CY YOUNG
SUSAN B. ANTHONY BY GEORGE GERSHWIN
ROBERTO CLEMENTE VINCENT VAN GOGH
JESUS CHRIST JIMI HENDRIX GEOFFREY CHAUCER
GEORGE ORWELL TOM THOMAS EDISON
CHARLES DARWIN MICHAELANGELO
FRANK SINATRA JACKIE ROBINSON J.R.R. TOLKIEN
SIGMUND FREUD NEIL YOUNG PLATO MARCO POLO
VOLTAIRE FRANKLIN D. ROOSEVELT BILL RUSSELL
LEONARDO DA VINCI MARK TWAIN SAMUEL MORSE
MOSES QUEEN BOB DYLAN WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART LOUIS ARMSTRONG
GEORGE WASHINGTON MICHAEL JORDAN GALILEO
MUHAMMAD ALI MARTIN LUTHER KING JR. HOMER
ROBERT KENNEDY LED ZEPPELIN WAYNE GRETZKY
JAHANNES GUTENBERG REMBRANDT KUBLAI KHAN
WINSTON CHURCHILL CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS
MIKHAIL GORBACHEV by BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
ALEXANDER THE GREAT NICCOLO MACHIAVELLI
BABE RUTH Tom Jensen THE DOORS
ARISTOTLE CONFUCIUS
ELVIS PRESLEY ISAAC NEWTON CHARLES DICKENS
NAPOLEON BONAPARTE NELSON MANDELA VIRGIL
LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN BUDDHA JULIUS CAESAR
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(spine, in marker) 2007
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(torn note, green ink) Excellent condition!
19 years old haha

ESCAPING THE DEMONS

By Tom Jensen

- Poetry inspired by fighting against the
toughest opponent known to man - himself.

All poems within this book are about battling drugs and alcohol. The
purpose of this book is to offer inspiration to anybody who is fighting the
same disease as me. This is just one man's story. But it may be your story
as well. The goal of this collection of poems is not for profit; its only goal is
for sobriety.
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ALISON'S AIRPLANE
I find my religion in the basement of churches
Never mind a pew
Here I sit trying to learn from my mistakes
God knows I've made a few
If you'd made as many as I have
Then you'd probably sit here too
Here I sit and reminisce it all
Just biding my time
By reading slogans on the wall
A higher power is what I need
Maybe something above myself can set me free
For you can only tell what you're really worth
When you realize that you're not
The center of the earth
The sun does not rise for you
No matter how much you want it to
Gravity was made for many reasons
Something to do with the tide, the sun, the moon
And the changing of the seasons
It may be true that it pulls you down
But in order to walk the road ahead
First your feet must meet the ground
Then the rest is up to you
Use your better judgment if you want to
If you choose to walk back down the road
From which you came
Don't point your finger at me
That finger of blame
Alison told me she had an airplane
And of course I didn't believe it
So I asked her to teach me how to fly
But she told me I couldn't see it
She said if you want to go for a ride
First you must know that the airplane's inside
At the time I didn't quite know
Just exactly what she meant
But now I realize that
Alison's Airplane is Heaven sent

ALCOHOL
I am a victim
Though I feel like a hero
You make me feel like number one
And yet I'm a zero
All this you put me through
And still I go back to you
What is wrong with me?
Why can't you let me be?
I saw you once, then I saw you twice
Now I see you all the time
When everything is said and done
I'm the one who pays the price
You've never treated me kind
I had to descend from the highest mountains
Just to come back to earth
Leave me climbing up the slopes of the valleys
For what any of it is worth
Still I come back to you
After all that you put me through
You and I walked hand in hand
And I picked you up when you fell
I thought you were my ticket to heaven
But still I landed here in hell
Our conversations were one-sided
I never tried to hide it
You've never given me good advice
Still I come back to you
When everything is said and done
I'm the one who pays the price
Every time I try to stay away
You cross my path nearly everyday
I fight so hard to walk a straight line
I fight so hard to leave you behind
Once false step and I'm back again
No further on then where I began
Still I come back to you
After all that you put me through
I am a victim
Though I feel like a hero
You make me feel like number one
And yet I'm a zero
All this you put me through
And still I go back to you
What is wrong with me?
Why can't you let me be?

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About the author:
My name is Tom and I'm an addict and alcoholic. (Hello, right back to
you) I started partying at the age of about fifteen and it took me ten long
years to reach the total sobriety that I now fully enjoy. I did everything and I
finally quit everything. Most of you know that story - the first part, anyways. I
am an aspiring songwriter and have been writing mostly song-based poetry
for about six years. I am presently a college student (only 2 classes left-
hooray!) majoring in English and minoring in History, not to mention a
budding young journalist for a local Massachusetts paper.
I believe in the powers of AA and NA, but ultimately, I had to fight this
battle on my own. I am not affiliated with any local chapters or anything like
that, but I believe that the there is no stronger bond that two people can
have than that found between two ex-addicts/alcoholics. I consider myself to
be a pretty talented writer who has wisdom beyond my 25 years. I've written
over 600 poems and songs over the last six years and I am finally ready to
let them be seen. I decided that since I have spent so many countless hours
writing about the struggles against addiction then I might as well start with
the people who have suffered as I have. These poems are meant to be
sung - so sing them with all of your heart if that's what it takes. Getting
sober wasn't easy, but I did it. And you can do it, too!
So anytime you feel alone and don't think that you can go another
second without giving in - I'll be with you within these pages. I have faith in
you- but that means nothing unless you have faith in YOURSELF. I learned
that the hard way. My story and your story is probably the same story. My
story has a happy ending - and if you have enough courage and
perseverance, then yours will, too. [private detail]
I can be reached at [private detail] if anyone is
interested in any of my other writings that deal with happier topics - like the
Red Sox - well, maybe that's a bad example. And please let me know if any
of these poems help you. That's why I wrote them. They helped me help get
myself to where I am now. And because of that, I can now focus on helping
others. I'm not looking to make any money from this collection of poems.
This is just my way of trying to make this world a better place in which to
live. I'm simply attempting to help out the people who are trying to help
themselves.
Take things one second at a time if that's what it takes. Believe me
when I say that it will be worth it.
LIVE THE DREAM!!!!!!
Sincerely,
Tom Jensen
Tom Jensen

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Poem Page
Let me live the dream....1
Quitting
Unclimbing the ladder....2
Treading water
Solution....3
Old friends
Two pair....4
Alcohol....5
Alison's airplane
Something in my genes....6
Clean wipe to the slate
Daylight again
Better off dead....7
Dead end
Fading fast
Not a zero....8
From the ginmill to the sawmill
Last man standing....9
The light or the white
Maybe someday....10
Men on my shoulder....11
The past
Pigeon land
Things will get better
Snowflakes....12
Father? son? spirit?
For her, nah, for me
Hundred dollar headaches....13
All bottled up
The basement
Another cigarette....14
Getting stronger
All I've got
Always moving
Among friends....15
American dream
Abracadabra
Blue skies
Bullets from the store....16
Escaping the demons
Walking alone
Which way to the bridge?
Watering the weeds....17
Puppet
Building a castle....18
Braveheart
Coronas at the beach
Been there before....19
Burning up, burning out
Fences
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POEM PAGE
....20
Cliffhanger
It's just my own
Married to something else....21
Does the fire still glow?
Global warming....22
Iron will
Crossing canyons
Disciple of dirt
Padded room
Top of the ledge....23
Thoughts on twenty-one
Shadow of smoke
The river
Peaking through the keyhole....24
Live it, breathe it
Tomorrow is the day
Totem pole....25
Sink or swim
Paying your dues
Go anywhere from here....26
Gauging time
Running from C&T
History repeats itself
Hit the road
The gambler
Running the street....27
Have not
Half-hearted belief
My own little world
Unchartered waters....28
Pretty toys
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1
LET ME LIVE THE DREAM
I woke up
My mind was racing
When my feet hit the floor
They soon started pacing
Craving the apple
I once was tasting

Footsteps to the past
I began retracing
Running from old enemies
I once was facing
All the while believing
I was escaping

I never show my weakness
Even when I am breaking inside
The only thing stronger than my ego
Is my foolish sense of pride

Sometimes I sacrifice all I've made
To live within a lie
The only cross to which I'm bound
Is burning me alive

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

From the blaring whispers of compulsion
Very few mortals can hide
Freedom is just another word for failure
For all those who have lost when they've tried

For the key to unlocking the mind is different
To each, be them young or old
In trying to reach the unknown
They've been searching for
Yet have never been able to hold

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

I tried staying with my own kind
I even tried swimming within my own mind
But so slowly the path unwinds
Though I keep following what I hope to find
Even when life looks grave
As you're running out of time

Could reality ever match my dream?
Will the nightmare ever end?
Will a new day ever begin?
Can I learn to make myself whole again?
To live without and change within

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

Out of sight can mean out of mind
Yet what I am running from is not far behind
Once distant memories now mirror the present
As the shadowless clock has stopped telling time

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

You can't escape the voices
Echoing inside of your ear
As thoughts become desires
Speaking all too loud and clear
Although you may bow your head
While pretending not to hear
Even when the calming silence is gone
You still know that it is there

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

The ritual of repetition can rip a man apart
Breaking the chains is only way to stay alive
Though some believe the one true answer
Can solely be found in the heart
Yet those who know of freedom
Say will power is the only way to survive

Oh my, my, my, my...let me live the dream
Of escaping the demons...alive and unseen

QUITTING
It is still early although it's getting late
It has finally come so I no longer wait
They set the trap
And I took the bait
Out here in the street
As I hide within the shadows
I have decided my fate

I followed the tracks
While warding off their attacks
Seeking a safe shelter
Now there's no more turning back
I have looked at the calendar
But have yet to set a date
I'm finding the error of my ways
I just hope I'm not too late

My poetry is my dying word
Yet some may say that
At twenty-something this just sounds absurd
But down in my soul
I know I'm fading fast
When my time comes
Will I leave something that lasts?
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15
AMONG FRIENDS
Whenever you feel down...
When in your mind you feel truly alone
Take a walk among the dead
Read each name upon each stone

And if your eyes don't change...
Then join them in name
Join them in spirit
Be one in the same

But don't let your judgment fail you
Know what you're finding before it's found
Don't ever let your cross nail you
A weight so heavy it'll drag you down

AMERICAN DREAM
I am trying to unlearn
What all the teachers have taught me
I am trying to unlock an original thought
But I have no key

I am trying to believe that it's better than it seems
Or at least what I can see
I am trying to achieve the American Dream
Of leaving a legacy behind me

I am surely not a rich man
But certainly a wise man because I understand
That there are greater things than money
And sweeter things than honey in this land

I am angered at my situation
As I am slowly sinking in yellow sand
I've become a stranger through separation
While parting ways with my fellow man

I am not the type to keep out of trouble
I always find myself walking among the rubble
I often drive down streets that say do not enter
I am not the kind to keep many secrets
Or the type to go out hunting rabbits
Or a man who'll let his lady be cold in the winter

I am not to blame for the sad state of this affair
I am not one to hide in my room
Pretending that there's nothing else out there

ABRACADABRA
Eight years of self-purification
Eight years of cleansing the soul
After sixteen long years of long hesitation
I'm now finding diamonds
Where there once was only coal

Once I played follow the leader
Once I was led by the collar
Once I lost to myself - my only defeater
Once I worshipped the almighty dollar

Two tormented years of separation
Twenty-nine teachers squashed into the equation
Tom loses his right to motor vehicle operation
Soon he enters rehabilitation
And then makes phone calls to probation

She is the wind, which gently guides my direction
Drifting by some other breeze
Would simply be the wrong selection
She who sets a fly my sails
Look into her eyes as I inhale
And she even carries twenty-five dollars
Just incase I need bail...money
That's not funny!

She is simply living and breathing inspiration
And she will always be my teacher
As I finally found out that there is a God
Who else could ever create
Such a wonderful creature?

(It's not like abracadabra)

BLUE SKIES
When blue skies
Can only be seen through windows
It may be time to change your ways
When you smell trouble whenever the wind blows
You may be going through more
Than just a phase

A phase can become a habit
Just as soon as you turn around
You can find yourself swept off your feet
Before they even touch the ground

But when you come back to earth
You'll still be seeing stars
With your picture taken and fingers painted
You'll be spending your time behind bars
And there are better places to be...
Just take it from me
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IRON WILL
My senses are now sharp as a tack
For so long the five points on my star
Were so very, very dull
I gathered my horse and my wagon
And I got back on track
Freed myself from that living hell

Every hoof print and footstep
Leads me farther away
After the tall mountains I climbed and survived
From here it's all down hill
Passing abandoned ghost towns
Full of crumbling decay
When your only defense
Is an iron will
You cannot listen to what others say

Following the stars as I'm on my horse
My mind set on the miles ahead
I'm now setting my own course
Because I'm so sick of being led
I'm heading north
Yeah, that's what I said

I traded my pistol for some blankets
Which I'll need to keep me warm
Given up my shot glass for a poncho
That will protect me from the storm

I've sold my past to buy some time
Until I find some more piece of mind
Traded my ladder for a good parachute
Because I no longer have to climb

CROSSING CANYONS
So you think you've felt pain?
Why don't you try changing
Into a new pair of shoes?
With everything you've gained
How could you ever feel
Like you've got nothing to lose?

The mountains you've climbed
It is only you who know the cost
Though you know that some people
Have had everything and still became lost
They somehow lost it all

Even the deepest of canyons
Are still able to be crossed
Only if you're too meek to try
Clutching the ground
So afraid to be tossed
Will you ever fall, fall, fall

DISCIPLE OF DIRT
Just what will break the spell?
So many claim to know
Yet so few tell
Why is it so?
Maybe it's just as well?
To just let it go...
Ah, what the hell?
There's only one way to know
Whether to buy or sell
On which road to go
There's only one man in the know
Though long ago he fell

So what's a disciple of dirt like me to do?
No one left to follow
No one to lead me

A blind detective in a world full of clues
Only able to be captured
No one to free me

So many choices
So little time to choose
Want to hide away where no one can see me

Much to gain
But even more to lose
Rest in the safety
That no one else will ever be me

Book of all my poetry lies dusty on the shelf
My inspiration lost and found by someone else
Dreams of tomorrow
Oh who the hell even cares?
Everyday we all take a good look in the mirror
And wonder if it's time to face our fears?

Burned up, burned out or maybe no flame at all
With no desire to climb there's no risk to fall
Stick to safe ground like a hamster on wheel
Lacking love and hate
So that there's nothing left to feel

PADDED ROOM
In here...
The only thing I look forward to is smoking
That's the only time we get to go outside
Though it may sound like I'm joking
In here...
In my padded room
You know it really hurts my pride
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UNCHARTED WATERS
I am the captain of my mind
Hitting into icebergs all the time
No one is as good as me
When I want to be
Yet no one has ever chartered
Through deeper and rougher waters
But you just hope you float
When you name your boat
Napoleon's Daughter

PRETTY TOYS
With every hurled stone that is cast
I walk one step closer to becoming broken

With every coming sunset I manage to outlast
Ahead lies a sunrise
By which I may not be awoken

With every cigarette I smoke
I see a little sign of cancer
With every question I begin to ask
I come closer to the answer

Uncertainty
Expectancy
Start planning everything
Just how you want to be

Directed
Selected
Born to be special
Though somehow neglected

When you looked within your empty eyes
You created a fantasy world to fill the void
Then you played some music to cover your sighs
And you filled your room with pretty toys

Connect the stars until you find some meaning
Worship the statues you have carved in stone
Fight the conscience you've been deceiving
Pray to yourself that you're not alone

So don't disparage
About this fake and hollow marriage
Or you'll be forever condemned to roam

A unity of mind, body and soul
Can only be perfected
Once you maintain complete control
When this insanity is finally rejected

You shall cease drifting aimlessly
Look deep within to see
If everything is exactly how you want it to be?

Further words
Need not be addressed
I wrote the beginning
It's up to you to write the rest.......

White three-ring binder. Cover hand-lettered 'TREVOR MOORE / LYRICS' in black marker, with a colour photo strip of three people performing with microphones mounted beside the title and a blue vertical rule. Interior is the lyric pages.

[White 3-ring binder; cover sleeve holds a printed photo of a man with an acoustic guitar. Binder of Stephen Lynch song lyrics.]
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[Index page 1 - typed song titles, page numbers handwritten:]
103 Cocaine
95 So This Is Outer Space?
63 Lorelei
105 The Night I Laid You Down
133 Too Jesusy
131 Halloween
91 Hey Love
89 Albino
97 Mixer at Delta Chi
125 Pierre
101 Beelz
127 Whiskey Dick
69 Classic Rock Song
Not Home
79 Country Love Song
121 What If That Guy from Smashing Pumpkins Lost His Car Keys
122 Mothers Day
93. Taxi Driver
93 For the Ladies
65 Bowling Song (Almighty Malachi, Professional Bowling God)
83 D&D
77 Half a Man
113 Bitch
129 A Month Dead
81 Gerbil
123 R.D.C. (Opie's Lament)
111 Tall Glass O' Water
119 In Defense of a Peepshow Girl
113 Jim Henson's Dead
117 Kill a Kitten
{struck: "I am Juggalo"}
75 Sidekick
{struck: Performs} 'Time Machine'
85 Dirty Sanchez
107 The gathering
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[Index page 2 - typed song titles, page numbers handwritten:]
1 Three Balloons
3 Sweaty Dollar Bills
9 Omaha (Neil Young Rip Off)
5 {struck: Queer} Tattoo
7 Tennessee
11 Talk To Me
13 Vanilla Ice Cream
19 Tattoo Too
17 Crazy Peanuts
21 Grandfather
23 Craig
25 Little Tiny Moustache
27 Lullaby
15 Fishin' Hole
29 Voices In My Head
Summer Song
31 Priest
33 Superhero
35 Special
41 Whittlin' Man
109 Best Friends Song
39 Gay
43 Dr. Stephen
45 Down to the Old Pub Instead
37 Lion [?]
47 Let Me Inside
49 Not home
51 Love Song
61 My Old Heart
59 Denzel
57 Baby
55 No Meat
53 She Gotta Smile
99 A (Birthday) Song For You
87 HermAphrodite
71 Terrible Ghost
73 You'll Do
67 You (prettier than)
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[Page 1: printed lyrics 'THREE BALLOONS by Stephen Lynch' - another author's song, not typed.]
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[Page 2: typed paragraph describing 'Three Balloons' by Stephen Lynch - a summary of the song, author not named on the sheet, not typed.]
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[Page 3: printed lyrics 'SWEATY DOLLAR BILLS by Stephen Lynch' - another author's song, not typed.]
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[Page 4: typed paragraph describing 'Sweaty Dollar Bills' by Stephen Lynch, not typed.]
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[Page 5: printed lyrics 'TATTOO by Stephen Lynch' - another author's song, not typed.]
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[Page 6: typed paragraph describing 'Tattoo' by Stephen Lynch, not typed.]
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[Page 7: printed lyrics 'TENNESSEE by Stephen Lynch' - another author's song, not typed.]
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[Page 8: typed paragraph describing 'Tennessee' by Stephen Lynch, not typed.]
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[Side view of the binder: a thick stack of further printed pages, not shown.]

Front cover: 'THE ESSENTIAL JENSEN / Tom Jensen'. Interior dedication page: 'DEDICATION: This book is dedicated to myself. // ABOUT ME: I am rich in terms of intellectual property. My website is readtom.com / Do you readtom.com? First you become a reader....then you become a believer / You can find me on youtube under the channel names: readtomdotcom & protestingpoet // ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN on 2010 or before... / Date of this anthology is April 25, 2010'. Interior page numbered 345 shows a partial lyric fragment (question format, ends '...on or off?' / '...screwed?' / '...too'). Back cover: ISBN 978-0-557-43685-9, barcode, plain black cover with no additional text.

[front cover:]
POEMS
&
SONG
LYRICS
by
TOM
JENSEN
[publisher's logo at the foot of the cover:] McGraw-Hill open-publishing
[spine:] POEMS & SONG LYRICS by TOM JENSEN

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[page 1]
1
DEDICATION: This book is dedicated to myself.
ABOUT ME: I am rich in terms of intellectual property.
My website is readtom.com
Do you readtom.com?
First you become a reader....then you become a believer
ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN on 2010 or before...
Date of this new anthology is September 23, 2010

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[page 2]
2
THE FOLLOWING ARE BRIEF SUMMARIES
OF WHAT MY POEMS / SONGS ARE ABOUT:
p. 9 ADVICE - we all need some sometimes
p. 10 ALCOHOL - escaping alcohol
p. 11 ALISON'S AIRPLANE - realizing you're not the center of the earth
p. 13 ALWAYS MOVING - drug dependency
p. 14 ANOTHER HISTORY LESSON - finding out what is important in this world
p. 15 ANOTHER QUARTER - looking for stuff I will never find
p. 17 ANY GIVEN DAY - 9/11 was a big thing but what about all of the little things?
p. 18 APOCALYPSE NOW, SEE YOU LATER - Happy about the end of the world
p. 20 AS FOR ME - more people would read it if it said "ass for me" ha ha - so it goes

p. 21 BARREL ROLL - fun ways to die
p. 22 BARS AND SCARS - vigilante violence...right or wrong?
p. 24 BATTLE CRY - it's a dirty world
p. 25 BEATS GROWING CORN - ode to pot growers
p. 26 BEHAVE - a little ditty bout growing up
p. 27 BEST LEFT - leaving a lover and moving on
p. 29 BETTER BITTER - emotions and other things
p. 29 BETTER CHOICES - seeing the world unfold six hours ahead of everyone else
p. 30 BETTER THAN IT SEEMS - trying to achieve the American dream
p. 31 BETTER THAN ME - trying to forget the pains of love lost
p. 32 BITE OF THE APPLE - giving into temptation
p. 34 BLACK DRESS - nature of man
p. 36 BLACK HISTORY - in the United States
p. 37 BLAME - think before you act
p. 38 BLESSING IN DISGUISE - heartbreak can lead to good things
p. 40 BOTTOM OF THE LAKE - break up song, drowning yourself
p. 41 BREAKING HER HEART - that bout sums it up
p. 42 BREAKING THE CHAINS - lonely, isolated and depressed
p. 43 BUILDING A CASTLE - isolating yourself when life gets tough
p. 44 BUS STOP PEOPLE - rebelling simply because you can

p. 45 CALL IT FATE - the idea of fate versus free will
p. 46 CAN'T HAVE THAT - gallop's poll or the gallows' poles
p. 47 CATCHER IN THE RYE - classics are classics
p. 48 CATS AND DOGS - don't play nice together
p. 48 CAVE OF SOUL - digging deep to find out who you are
p. 49 CERTAINLY UNCERTAIN - trying to make it through until God comes
p. 50 CHOMSKY SONG - Beverly Hillbilly spoof introducing Noam Chomsky
p. 50 CEMENT- mixing up trouble as usual
p. 52 CHICKEN COUP SOUP - a screwed up girl
p. 53 CLEAN WIPE TO THE SLATE - blazing your own path
p. 54 CLIFF HANGER - my life, my clay
[the facing page, p. 55 to p. 105, is cut off at the edge of the photo - only the page numbers and the first letters of the titles show]

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[page 367 - the first word of every line is hidden in the gutter]
367
[unclear]ng there were just two types of people
[unclear]ple who would get out of my way
[unclear] people who would leave me alone

[unclear] people in binary code
[unclear] there can be only one number one
[unclear]ese zeros had best do what they're told
[unclear]es all get out of my way
[unclear]es you better leave me alone

(continues - the book runs to at least page 367; only pages 1, 2 and 367 were photographed)

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[back cover: plain blue with an ISBN barcode label at the foot]

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[Memorex CD-R, handwritten on the disc:]
SONGS
for a Lady
First Demo
EVER!

[Book 1 of 2 - the black paperback with red roses. Front cover:]
POEMS
&
SONG
LYRICS
by
Tom
Jensen
[spine:] POEMS & SONG LYRICS by Tom Jensen
[back cover, top left:]
READTOM.com
492 pages
Feb. 19, 2011

[page 1]
1
DEDICATION: This book is dedicated to anyone who has ever stood up to
somebody who told them that they couldn't do something - even if that person
was yourself...perhaps especially if that person was yourself. Please dispense of
all your fears in the wastepaper basket located over on the floor there to your
right. Thank you. Have a nice day.

ABOUT ME: I am currently under the influence of what holds our atoms in place.

My website is readtom.com

Do you readtom.com?

First you become a reader....then you become a believer...
Then we all get together...to try to make this world better

ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN on 2011 or before...

Date of this new anthology is February 19th, 2011

NOTE TO READER - THIS ANTHOLOGY IS BROKEN DOWN INTO SIX PARTS:

(1) SUMMARIES - short descriptions of all poems and songs contained in this
anthology.
(2) DISSIDENT SECTION - poems drawing attention to things that need major
fixing and changing in this world. Inequality, injustice, lying, greed,
corporatism, politics and many other evils are addressed here.
(3) POEMS SECTION - poems and lyrics waiting for music are here. This section
is not overly offensive or political and contains poems and lyrics waiting for
music.
(4) SONGS SECTION - song titles, lyrics and musician / singer names are found
here.
(5) OFFENSIVE SECTION - this is where the naughty poems and lyrics are found.
This section contains poems and lyrics that deal with subjects and language
that many of you may find offensive. Hence it is in its own section
(6) ALPHABETICAL INDEX - a quick reference section of all mixed poems, songs,
dissident and offensive lyrics sorted alphabetically (by title) with
corresponding page number.

(continues - 491 more pages; also photographed: page 2, the DISSIDENT part of the summaries from p. 11 BATTLE CRY to p. 55 VIOLENCE IS THEIR SOLUTION and the start of POEMS at p. 57, and page 492, the end of the alphabetical index from p. 375 WARMER WATERS to p. 390 ZEROES, then THE END)

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[Book 2 of 2 - the plain black paperback. Front cover:]
MY BIG BLACK BOOK
of poems & song lyrics
by Tom Jensen
[spine:] DO YOU READTOM.COM ??? [unclear - the middle of the spine is outside the photo] by Tom Jensen
[back cover, the title again with a barcode label at the bottom left:]
MY BIG BLACK BOOK
of poems & song lyrics
by Tom Jensen

[page 1]
1
DEDICATION: This book is dedicated to myself.

ABOUT ME: I am rich in terms of intellectual property.
My website is readtom.com
Do you readtom.com?
First you become a reader....then you become a believer
You can find me on YouTube under the channel names: readtomdotcom &
protestingpoet

ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN on 2010 or before...
Date of this new anthology is July 12, 2010

(continues - at least 364 more pages; also photographed: page 2, THE FOLLOWING ARE BRIEF SUMMARIES OF WHAT MY POEMS / SONGS ARE ABOUT: from p. 9 ADVICE to p. 54 CLIFF HANGER with the facing page p. 55 to p. 105, and pages 364-365 of a poem with the start of every line hidden in the gutter)

Spiral-bound book. Cover: FINISHED SONGS LYRICS - 'Lyrics to 43 songs with words written by Tom Jensen'. Imprint READTOM.com. Tom's own published lyrics collection.

180 GOOD
POEMS
FOR
SONGS
by tom jensen

DEDICATION: This book is dedicated to myself because sometimes all it takes in life to make your biggest dream come true is having just one believer. And It sure seems like there have been times when I was the only one who never gave up...

My website is readtom.com
Do you readtom.com?
I'm a road's scholar of the soul
I got my PhD in Rock n' Roll

First you become a reader....
Then you become a believer...
That's when we all get together...
To try to make this world better

I invite musicians from all over the world to turn my poems and lyrics into songs - over 100 songs have been made from my words so far...

ALL LYRICS © COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN on 2012 or before...
Date of this new collection is November 17th, 2012

POEMS SECTION - My poems and lyrics waiting for music are here. This section contains all of my poems that have yet to be put to music. Many of these poems can be found on my YouTube channel LYRICALBRILLIANCE and also on my website: READTOM.COM
INDEX -if you download this book as a pdf file then you can easily search for any word, phrase or title by typing it into the search box at the top of the document. This is great if you remember only a line of a poem and want to find it quickly and easily.

NOTE TO READER - THIS BOOK HAS AN ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF ALL POEMS WITHIN THIS COLLECTION AT THE END OF THE BOOK.

POEM LISTINGS BY CATEGORY

LOVE page 3
HEARTBREAK page 32
INSPIRING page 54
CHOMSKIAN page 105
INTERNAL STRUGGLE page 133
FUNNY page 168
RELATIONSHIP page 176
SOCIAL ISSUES page 207
DRUGS/ALCOHOL page 221
DEPRESSING page 236
REAL LIFE page 245
MISCELLANEOUS page 249
(ALPHABETIZED INDEX page 264)

(continues - the next photo is page 3)

3
LOVE POEMS
aum (what she said) om.....p. 4
bird on a string.....p. 5
chameleon.....p. 6
chosen one.....p. 7
end of the road.....p. 8
forever.....p. 9
here i am.....p. 10
hey waiter.....p. 11
let me shine.....p. 12
looking for love.....p. 13
lost and found.....p.15
love it or leave it.....p. 16
night light.....p. 18
only shared with you.....p.19
open and closed.....p. 20
paradox.....p. 22
perfect imperfections.....p. 23
pretty gold bracelet.....p. 25
shimmering.....p. 27
ten feet tall.....p. 29
trust me.....p. 30
what i do.....p. 31
(continues - the rest of the book is not in the photos)

page 02 lyrical groom and musical wife
page 02 trust me
page 03 advice
page 04 making a list
page 05 inside of me
page 06 first place
page 07 history and time
page 07 better choices
page 08 tasty [unclear]
page 09 rock number ten
page 10 my pleasure
page 10 michelangelo and marble
page 11 cardboard box
page 12 fitting in
page 13 festival
page 13 that's that
page 14 apples and oranges
page 15 synergy
page 16 stranger then fiction
page 16 only shared with you
page 17 penguins
page 18 aum what she said om [unclear]
page 19 now boarding
page 20 close friends
page 21 all in good time
page 21 the engraver
page 22 a little break
page 23 but him
page 25 free willy
page 26 hide and seek
page 27 by design
page 27 exception
page 28 a friend
page 29 coming home
page 30 promises
page 31 best wishes
page 32 making a killing
page 33 my little hands
page 34 big shoes
page 35 perception shift
page 36 post card
page 38 the pendulum
page 39 helping out
page 40 off the road
page 41 people like me
page 42 butterfly
page 42 naptime
page 43 heavy to light cream
page 44 fleeting
page 45 while we're at it
page 46 view askew
page 47 no snow
page 48 night light
page 49 sunlight
page 52 splendiforious [unclear]
page 53 how and when
page 54 a little more time
page 56 house of shattered glass
page 57 half full
page 59 the rest of my days
page 60 mine
page 61 kneeling
page 62 pretty words
page 63 smiles and frowns
page 64 which is which
page 65 what I'll do
page 66 same single word
page 67 table for two
page 68 hen house
page 68 blotches
page 69 proximity
page 70 twelve days
(continues - the book runs to page 70; only the cover and this index page are photographed)

"TOM JENSEN POEM ANTHOLOGY, 734 pages of poems"
"(I need an entirely different... the lyrics to all...)".

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"GOOD POEMS FOR MAKING SONGS - My poems and lyrics waiting for music are here. This section contains 200 of my poems that have not yet to be put to music as of the date of this printing. There is an alphabetical index of these poems at the beginning of the book. POEMS - More poems are here... This collection contains poems about all types of things and many of these will make for good songs too... however, be warned that some of these poems deal with serious subject matters and may contain explicit lyrics and reader discretion is advised. There is an alphabetical index of these poems at the end of this book. SEARCHABLE INDEX - If you download this book as a pdf file (from my website) then you can easily search for any word, phrase or title by typing it into the search box at the top of the document. This is great if you remember only a line of a poem and want to find it quickly and easily. My website is readtom.com. Do YOU readtom.com? ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN in 2013 or before... Date of this new collection is March 29th, 2013. My YouTube channel for songs is TUBESBESTMUSIC. Many of these poems can be found on my YouTube channel LYRICALBRILLIANCE. Enjoy!"

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two seasons, two thousand miles, uh that's christmas nana, undertow, united we stand, unshore, unwritten and unsaid, venus, view askew, violence is their solution, voices with faces, wake and baker, walking through walls, warm day of winter, warm weather, warning, washed away, watch this, watching and waiting, water birds, waterfalls, watering the weeds, way up north, weathering the storm, wedding bells, well well well, well-organized, what you do, white eyes, who started the fire, window seat, winter themed happiness, with her i'll make it, your brother, zeroes.

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"SONG LYRICS & POEMS by Tom Jensen"

"SONG LYRICS & POEMS by Tom Jensen"

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"This book is dedicated to myself because sometimes all it takes in life to make your biggest dream come true is having just one believer. And it sure seems like there have been times when I was the only one who never gave up... My website is readtom.com Do you readtom.com? First you become a reader....Then you become a believer....That's when we all get together... I invite musicians from all over the world to turn my poems and lyrics into songs - over 80 songs have been made from my words so far. ALL LYRICS (c) COPYWRITTEN BY TOM JENSEN. Date of this new anthology is July 25th, 2012. NOTE TO READER - this anthology is broken down into five parts: (1) FINISHED SONG LYRIC SECTION - already turned into songs, index at back of book, channel TUBESBESTMUSIC. (2) POEMS SECTION - poems waiting for music, also on YouTube channel LYRICALBRILLIANCE. (3) SHORTER LYRIC SECTION - shorter lyrics not yet used, available to co-write. (4) INDEX - at end of book, page numbers, searchable PDF at readtom.com. (5) NOTES - last few pages blank for new poems, lyrics, doodles. 'I'm a road's scholar of the soul / I got my PhD in Rock n' Roll'"

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READTOM.COM
I invite musicians to turn my words into songs...
Over 80 songs made from my lyrics so far...
TUBESBESTMUSIC channel on Youtube
LYRICALBRILLIANCE channel on Youtube
First you become a reader...then you become a believer...then we all get together...to try and make this world better...

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making a killing, my little hands, big shoes, perception shift, post card, the pendulum, helping out, off the road, people like me, butterfly, naptime, heavy to light cream, fleeting, while we're at it, view askew, no snow, night light, sunlight, splendiferous, how and when, a little more time, house of shattered glass, half full, the rest of my days, mine, kneeling, pretty words, smiles and frowns, which is which, what i'll do, same single word, table for two, her house, watches, proximity, twelve days, lyrical groom and musical wife, trust me, advice, making a list, inside of me, first place, history and time, better choices, tasty, mock number ten, my pleasure, michelangelo and manlike, cardboard box, fitting in, festival, that's that, apples and oranges, synergy, stranger than fiction, only shared with you, penguins, sum what one said on, now boarding, close friends, all in good time, the engraver, a little break, bad him, free willy, hide and seek, by design, exception, a friend, coming home, promptek, best wishes.

A LIFETIME
OF Rhyme
FIRST Demo
Second copy
memorex
CD-R
52X 700MB 80min [unclear]

180 GOOD
POEMS
FOR
SONGS
by tom jensen

DO YOU READTOM.COM

MY NAME IS TOM AND I INVITE MUSICIANS
FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD TO TURN MY
WORDS INTO SONGS... OVER 100 SONGS
MADE SO FAR...

YOUTUBE CHANNELS ARE:
TUBESBESTMUSIC (for music)
LYRICALBRILLIANCE (for poems)
ISBN 978-1-300-40831-4
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shorter lyrics &
unfinished
poems
by tom jensen

POETRY
IS
NOT
DEAD
YET
Brian Rainstorm

1
ACTRESS By Brian Rainstorm
It's time to write you out of the story
Since most of the lines no longer include me
I don't want you to be the star of my movie
I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me?
When you knew you were just gonna use me

I thought I knew which way I was facing
But I was the producer that you were directing
Yet again casting made the wrong selection

But I must say that you were cast
Because your talents were vast
You were the head of your class
It sure helps to look like that:
And oh boy... could you act

You smiled porcelain glass
Leaving an impression that lasts
I find my mind awaken from its nap
Blinking and thinking:
Oh what a fine piece of a$$

It's time to write you out of the story
Since most of the lines no longer include me
I don't want you to be the star of my movie
I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me?
When you knew you were just gonna use me

I thought I knew which way I was facing
But I was the producer that you were directing
Yet again casting made the wrong selection

ADVICE By Brian Rainstorm
I woke up this morning
Feeling cold and alone
I woke up this morning
After another night at home

All by myself
Sad and alone
All by myself
So I picked up the phone...

Oh won't you please
(continues - the rest of page 1 and pages 2 to 474 are not in the photos)

475
All poems copy written by the author(s) on 8/13/20014 or before.
Visit the website: brianrainstorm.com for more information.

BRIAN RAINSTORM'S SONG LYRIC BOOK (130 SONGS)

POETRY
IS
NOT
DEAD
YET
Brian Rainstorm
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ACTRESS By Brian Rainstorm
It's time to write you out of the story
Since most of the lines no longer include me
I don't want you to be the star of my movie
I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me?
When you knew you were just gonna use me

I thought I knew which way I was facing
But I was the producer that you were directing
Yet again casting made the wrong selection

But I must say that you were cast
Because your talents were vast
You were the head of your class
It sure helps to look like that:
And oh boy... could you act

You smiled porcelain glass
Leaving an impression that lasts
I find my mind awaken from its nap
Blinking and thinking:
Oh what a fine piece of a$$

It's time to write you out of the story
Since most of the lines no longer include me
I don't want you to be the star of my movie
I'm the wrong writer so why did you choose me?
When you knew you were just gonna use me

I thought I knew which way I was facing
But I was the producer that you were directing
Yet again casting made the wrong selection

ADVICE By Brian Rainstorm
I woke up this morning
Feeling cold and alone
I woke up this morning
After another night at home

All by myself
Sad and alone
All by myself
So I picked up the phone...
(continues - 473 more pages)
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All poems copy written by the author(s) on 8/13/20014 or before.
Visit the website: brianrainstorm.com for more information.
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"He's really, really good." - Jesus
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2014
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SONGS FOR
A LADY
memorex
CD-R
52x 700MB 80min
first demo
third copy

LADY
Weaver
SONY
CD-R
COMPACT disc Recordable
SUPREMAS [unclear]
700MB

BRIAN
RAINSTORM'S
SONG
LYRIC
BOOK
(130 SONGS)

Cover: QUOTES, SCARY TRUTHS, ACCRUED WISDOM AND FUNNY HAHAS by Brian Rainstorm, brianrainstorm.com. Intro/warning page: Visit brianrainstorm.com for original poems, songs and many other artistic and useful treasures... I choose NOT to be a celebrity but I do enjoy being the talent... haha... Don't listen to me, though... Be your own judge - Let's have dinner together - come by and visit my website. Enjoy... (Note: This collection was published and (c) on 8/17/2014 by the author) WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT LYRICS AND ADULT THEMES HENCE READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! Sample quotes: "My favorite designer is not Maiden China" - Brian Rainstorm; "Me, I and You are men words. We and Us are women words. Why is the word of a child." - Brian Rainstorm; "If somebody gives you a copy of my book that means they either really, really love you or really, really think you're an a$$hole. Or both. Most often it's both." - Brian Rainstorm; "Democrats eat vegetables...Republicans eat vegetarians." - Brain Rainstorm; "When I served as Head of State we once held a debate on the pros and cons of dropping the Atomic Bomb..." - Brian Rainstorm; "Like I wrote somewhere around here before - I'm crazy, but not gun tower crazy..." - Brian Rainstorm; "I shock people all the time...I decided to compromise - so now I buy booze for underage high school and college kids...HEY OHH!!!....Thank you, thank you...I'll be here all week." - Brian Rainstorm. Page 2 quotes: "Band aids don't work on tumors and there's no cast for cancer." - Brian Rainstorm; "He would have had a much easier life had his left hand and right hand ever became aware of each other's existence." - Brian Rainstorm; "Only to an American would this make complete sense: 'If you let me be frank, Joe...'" - Brian Rainstorm; "Did the egg break first or did the chicken get fried and then the egg broke? That's my question/comment about this situation." - Brian Rainstorm; extended riff on the word "IT" and its ramifications; "Stewing just to stew is stew-pid!" - Brian Rainstorm; "My lyrics are soooo great that I could even turn your sorry-a$$ into the next big pop rocks sensation." - Brian Rainstorm; "Sometimes you have to capture the moment and seize the day! Carpe Diem. Yes, I am the only living member of the dead poet's society. Think about that..." - Brian Rainstorm; "I can write which means I can think...I don't want to prey on anyone. Exploitation is not my intention...reverse this curse of technology and start using it more towards the benefit of all humanity, respectfully, and NOT just for the greedy bourgeoisie and aristocracy" - Brian Rainstorm; on writing/thinking, and self-published test-case material to give to colleges; jokes about being "sh*t" and a preposition; Barbie Doll joke. Page 47 (near end): "If I sued everyone who had a cell phone for just a penny per person..." jokes about lawsuits/legal fees; "The super-rich hate the dirt poor because they're the only ones who pay less in taxes than they do and they're jealous as hell about it." - Brian Rainstorm; "If an onion has never made you cry then can you really say you know what an onion is? I think love is like an onion, too." - Brian Rainstorm; "Thank you for your time." followed by blank ruled NOTES: lines. Page 48: "THE SPACE BELOW IS FOR DOODLING:" (blank).

QUOTES,
SCARY
TRUTHS,
ACCRUED
WISDOM AND
FUNNY
HAHAS
by Brian
Rainstorm
brianrainstorm.com

QUOTES,
SCARY
TRUTHS,
ACCRUED
WISDOM AND
FUNNY
HAHAS

by Brian
Rainstorm

brianrainstorm.com