tasting samantha
---------------------
if evening
ever does call,
red wine
by candle lights
and quiet cold outside
one could always remember
that fires burn inside
slowly going
with a mind of it's own.
first times
are different
from other times
and what you can
call
any times
i will playfully
say,
that some lovers are not
always spoken to have
good taste,
most good lovers
are lovers
who taste good.
j r sherman
j r sherman wrote:
> In article <42D56521...@skypoint.com>, Dale Houstman says...
>
>>
>>
>>j r sherman wrote:
>>
>>
>>>
>>>there's still time to save your soul, tommy-psycho.
>>>
>>
>>I must respectfully disagree:
>
>
> indeed.
>
>
>>tommy-dummy ran out of time several long
>>months ago.
>
>
> i apologize, Dale. my youthful idealism doesn't seem to want to go away.
I always thought I detected the slight whiff of patchouli and pot
clinging to your day-glo caftan... Ah - but we must face the Brave New
World of Tommycods and TheWillies and Chuckalick: a grim, mindless vista
in which lice play freely amongst the putrescing legs of highchairs and
restraint tables.
>
>
>>Absolutely out of the absolution race. He might as well dig
>>a hole in the back of his head and crawl in to die.
>
>
> we could do a pay-per-view thing.
Absolutely! But we'll have to wait until they start a All Creep All the
Time channel. And - no - I'm not talking about Fox News...
>
>
>>If there were a god,
>>tommy tumor would be eating his own shit out of a chow mein box right
>>now. While being fucked by Goering dressed in a gibbon suit.
>
>
> i think i saw a German porn movie once where this exact thing happened!?
That was Tommycod's mom (Frau Pferdsheiss) starring in the immortal Nazi
"joy film" "The Flaming Fuhrer's Fantastic Follies." Watch closely: in
the shower stall sequence, behind Der Frau, you can just catch a glimpse
of the nano-cephallic gibbon named Beezil that would later give the bone
to Der Frau and create the odious "talking dump site" we now know and
love as Tommy Dummy.
>
>
> anyway, i apologize for my foolish youthful idealism. what was i thinking??
Forgiven: the thought of Tom and Will could make even the stars quiver
from time to time. If they weren't so uncommonly bored with the both of
them.
dmh
Berryman's Legacy wrote:
> It appears that our ol' poetry pal j r sherman is a bit shy
> about posting his current work in this venue. So, to meet the
> pent-up demand for his versification, let's dig back into The
> Archives, and come up with a Golden Goodie from years past for
> your pometic enjoyment; shall we?
It would look good on a porn sidebar but
as poetry it just kinda rambles and ends
in a tuna commercial.
Is there a picture of susan?
I could just use Joy's.
Jr ... Joy ... close enough, right?
Or I could use Dennis' and say he wrote it.
Yeah!
HA! Of all my senses of humor, I like my sick one the best. LOL
-- Julie
Jim may rest on his laurels.
Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
Jeanne
Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here!
Encore!
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Autograph Of Zorro" {from *Shadowville Live*}:
<http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3>
---------------------------------------------------------------
Let's go road block trippin' in the middle of the night up
in Gainesville town There'll be blue lights flashin' down
the long dirt road when they ask me to step out They say
we be looking for illegal immigrants can we check your car
I say you know it's funny I think we were on the same boat
back in 1694
Indigo Girls
----------------------------------------------------------------
JRS has made the claim a few dozen times over the last week that he has in
fact posted a poem here, sometime last month.
Interesting that such an event went by without any notice, without comment,
and was buried in the archives... the only poem of his I've seen posted in
recent times by JRS was his older poem, "Eyeing Mother".
Did you by chance see the /new/ J. R. Sherman poem, Sword?
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Greybeard Cavalier [0x0000/Fowler/Dockery]
http://tinyurl.com/7r7gj
>
>> Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
>> thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
>> Those are our goals with this work in progress:
>----------------------------------------------
>
>I'll shut you down legally or otherwise.
>
>Clean up your shit, and leave Usenet for a year.
>
>Best offer.
>
>
You've been saying that for months. It's quite obvious that you're a
pussy who won't do shit except for whine on Usenet.
Yeah, JRS is with Cook and the Boss at:
http://www.kookbusters.org/bind50.jpg
Can you say... ah, never mind.
> Berryman's Legacy says...
>
> > Jeannie Kahn said:
> >
> > > Jim may rest on his laurels.
> > > Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
> > > This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
> > >
> > > Jeanne
> >
> > Sure, Jeannie. As if YOU'D know about such stuff.
> > How's that menage a' trois thing working out?
>
> any person who would be mean to Ms. Jeanne is just such an
> unqualified loser. i mean really, just brand the big L on
> their foreheads now.
We'll all gladly yield to your documented expertise in the
field of being a 'loser,' Robert.
Still, Jeannie's a nut-case. She's lost in the '60s up there
in Orange County among the sandal-wearing wacko-radical set.
Not sure if it was all the Boston hash smoke that pushed her
over the edge, or if it was... oh. Wait a minute. That's right.
She was nutty LONG before the kid croaked.
Me too, but Dale is mistaken
about my time limits, and I need no
absolution from a cretin like him or the jr troll.
But thanks, Julie. For laughing with the morons that
shit on me. My Hero.
He is literally saying I have no copyrights (against the petty theft
of morons like mikey), and by extension neither does anyone here.
Really not funny.
It is amazing to me, the callous disregard for copyrights.
mustafa/mikey is fucking with Will, last check.
It is like a slime-writhe for the bottom of the barrel.
Chuck (apparently) goes away for a day, and Will
goes to the top of mustafa's moron-list.
Maybe I should confess to being a deformed-dwarf
I'm trying to find a good lawyer.
>
> -- Julie
>
sure:
http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
updated with
"Narcissistic Personality Disorder
American Description
Diagnostic Criteria"
>
> > Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
> > thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
> > Those are our goals with this work in progress:
> ----------------------------------------------
>
> I'll shut you down legally or otherwise.
>
> Clean up your shit, and leave Usenet for a year.
>
> Best offer.
*burp*
--
Cm~
well, come on! at least i don't want to go to Burning Man! ;)
>Ah - but we must face the Brave New
>World of Tommycods and TheWillies and Chuckalick: a grim, mindless vista
>in which lice play freely amongst the putrescing legs of highchairs and
>restraint tables.
you paint a grim picture, Dale.
>>>Absolutely out of the absolution race. He might as well dig
>>>a hole in the back of his head and crawl in to die.
>>
>>
>> we could do a pay-per-view thing.
>
>Absolutely! But we'll have to wait until they start a All Creep All the
>Time channel. And - no - I'm not talking about Fox News...
we could also broadcast "Chuckles on a Date!"
"See the terror on the girl's face in the first few minutes of the date!" "Watch
as the girl immediately calls 911 when Chuckles looks away!"
we could also show, "Dockery's best Stumbling-Mumbling Embrassments!"
people would watch.
>>>If there were a god,
>>>tommy tumor would be eating his own shit out of a chow mein box right
>>>now. While being fucked by Goering dressed in a gibbon suit.
>>
>>
>> i think i saw a German porn movie once where this exact thing happened!?
>
>That was Tommycod's mom (Frau Pferdsheiss) starring in the immortal Nazi
>"joy film" "The Flaming Fuhrer's Fantastic Follies." Watch closely: in
>the shower stall sequence, behind Der Frau, you can just catch a glimpse
>of the nano-cephallic gibbon named Beezil that would later give the bone
>to Der Frau and create the odious "talking dump site" we now know and
>love as Tommy Dummy.
we can show it on the pay-per-view channel! :)
>>
>>
>> anyway, i apologize for my foolish youthful idealism. what was i thinking??
>
>Forgiven: the thought of Tom and Will could make even the stars quiver
>from time to time. If they weren't so uncommonly bored with the both of
>them.
heh...
love and kisses,
j r sherman
--
------------------------------------------------------------------
"I saw a werewolf drinkin' a pina colada at Trader Vic's
And his hair was perfect."
Warren Zevon
------------------------------------------------------------------
Give the man his /due/, Dillon! His "mama whine" trilogy is classic "incest
confessional" poetry at it's finest:
----
eyeing mother
------------
the shower spoke
steamy suggestions
not to me
i told myself
all the times the door
was left ajar
would mark
another opportunity
until both
you and i
had succumbed.
and i threw away
such promises
once made
about bathroom privacy
and looked through the doorcrack
and eyeing mother
saw areolas
glistening wet
like two big eyes
shedding soapy tears
looking back
at me saying
not again
you little perv.
another memory.
* * *
conversions in the dark
mother thought
flashing her moogies
at me in my youth
was funny, and would
soon be forgotten.
i found
her childhood moogie-flash
to be exciting poetry
that night at the beach
and i'll carry the image
around with me
until i die.
* * *
promising mother
the pictures spoke
a thousand words
no more to you
i told myself
all the times i ran
away each time
would mark
another year
until both
you and i
had gone.
and to come again
such promises
once made
about getting old
and to look both ways now,
and promising mother
that not again
would say that to you
a tragedy
not again
to ever stray
not
again
thank you,
your memory.
-j r sherman
----
Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here.
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Autograph Of Zorro" {from *Shadowville Live*}:
Are you kidding. jr is a moronic troll, and that poem
was from a tuna commercial.
Moron.
> Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
--
-Bob
Don't damn me when I speak my peice of mind
Cause silence isn't golden when I'm holding it inside
Cause I've been where I have been and I've seen what I have seen
I put the pen to the paper cause it's all a part of me
-Gnr
All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
Must be something else we say
Somehow to defend this place
-The Doors
point taken, sir.
>How bout the want ads
they work like Kryptonite on him.
>Soap and water
see Kryptonite comment above.
>Strunk and White
>A computer?
one that works?
>http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
>
>updated with
>
>"Narcissistic Personality Disorder
>American Description
>Diagnostic Criteria"
as it should be.
all must praise our lord, Michael Cook.
ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST
PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE
HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL
MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE
HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL
MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE
HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!!
Good site, but I'll wager Cook left the credit to the author and the
copyright notice, being the hebitual thief he is.
You accidentally deleted JRS' fine "mama whine trilogy", though. A shame to
think this superb work might be buried again, so quickly:
----
eyeing mother
> Because you keep /snipping/ it?
>
> Note that I, being the better man, have not snipped /your/ joke.
>
> Care to play fair for once? Let's try:
"Play" this aint about "Play"
it is about truth and honesty.
you know, truth and honesty:
clueless as always
The REAL Drunkery:
http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
and you aren't? perhaps you're just more drunk than usual this morning?
>Nice poems.
except for the one i didn't write.
but poems sure are good!
> "Mustafa Musad" <mus...@kookbusters.org> wrote
> > "DickLess Thomas" <AintHa...@InTenYearOrBetter.net> wrote in message
> > >FraudPhonyFakeSnip<
> >
> > Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
> > thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
> > Those are our goals with this work in progress:
> >
> > http://www.kookbusters.org/tom/
>
> But, don't forget the pooooooooooetry:
>
why do you keep reposting the same thing?
It does what to me?
Do not judge others using yourself as a standard,
just a suggestion...
You don't enjoy JRS' poetry, old son?
Dig the flow:
----
eyeing mother
------------
* * *
conversions in the dark
* * *
promising mother
-j r sherman
----
Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here.
[
> The REAL Drunkery:
> > http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
>
> And how I reconcile that with my habitual drug use?
>
i have no idea
--
so how much alcohol do you drink in a day? a lot?
not at all. you and dockery are just too fucking stupid to be able to find it.
>So, to meet the
>pent-up demand for his versification, let's dig back into The
>Archives, and come up with a Golden Goodie from years past for
>your pometic enjoyment; shall we?
>
what a great poem! sometimes i amaze even myself!
And how do you reconcile that with your habitual thievery?
> clueless as always
> The REAL Drunkery:
> http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
Ya da man, Cook!
>
> On 2005-07-13 will_d...@knology.net said:
>
> > Did you by chance see the /new/ J. R. Sherman poem, Sword?
>
> There /was/ no new 'poem,' Will. You're being trolled.
Ya think!
|\ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ __ ____
| \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ | O~-_ _-~~ ~~-_
| >----|-|-|-|-|-|-|--| __/ / I REMAIN )
| / / / / / / / / |__\ < WILL DOCKERY )
|/ / / / / / / / \_ CARP! _)
~--____--~
--
Cm~
because you're so unfamiliar with them, right?
----
eyeing mother
* * *
conversions in the dark
* * *
promising mother
-j r sherman
----
> > > sure:
> > > http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
> > >
> > > updated with
> > >
> > > "Narcissistic Personality Disorder
> > > American Description
> > > Diagnostic Criteria"
> >
> > Good site, but I'll wager Cook left the credit to the author and the
> > copyright notice, being the habitual thief he is.
> >
> clueless as always
> The REAL Drunkery:
> http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
And thieving troll, as always, Michael Cook.
uh, oh. looks like SOMEONE'S obsessing a bit this morning.
i told you, drunky-cracker-loser, it's not my fault you're too stupid to be able
to use google.
----
eyeing mother
------------
the shower spoke
* * *
conversions in the dark
* * *
promising mother
-j r sherman
----
> get your material, loser
> stop using the work of others.
Funny /you/ never thought of such a thing, Cook... is there anything you've
created that wasn't stolen from /somewhere/?
> The REAL Drunkery:
> http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
Nice, but where did you steal the photo from, Cook?
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Autograph Of Zorro" {from *Shadowville Live*}:
<http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3>
---------------------------------------------------------------
Sure, man.
Send 'em on.
--
Because you keep /snipping/ it?
Note that I, being the better man, have not snipped /your/ joke.
Care to play fair for once? Let's try:
----
eyeing mother
------------
* * *
conversions in the dark
* * *
promising mother
-j r sherman
----
Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here.
--
Do you steal your drugs, Cook?
The REAL Drunkery:
http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
Nothing new, JRS: it's well-documented that you've been stalking me like a
love-sick groupie for months... relax.
Nice poems.
>
> "Mustafa Musad" wrote
> > "Will Dockery" wrote
> > > "Rickety Rootster" wrote
> > > > >
> > > > > Jim may rest on his laurels.
> > > >
> > > > Are you kidding. jr is a moronic troll, and that poem
> > > > was from a tuna commercial.
> > > >
> > > > Moron.
> > > >
> > > > > Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
> > > > > This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
> > >
> > > Give the man his /due/,
> >
> > sure:
> > http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
> >
> > updated with
> >
> > "Narcissistic Personality Disorder
> > American Description
> > Diagnostic Criteria"
>
> Good site, but I'll wager Cook left the credit to the author and the
> copyright notice, being the hebitual thief he is.
>
clueless as always
Time to clean up and leave.
Not kidding, fuckwit.
indeed i have. if you are too stupid to be able to use google you can whine all
you want, dockery, but you're still gonna remain stupid.
>Interesting that such an event went by without any notice, without comment,
>and was buried in the archives...
dockery, how is it buried? do you even know what that means when you say it?
Looks like your threat to use him and JRS
http://www.kookbusters.org/bind50.jpg
in a gay love scene's hit Cook's one nerve.
Throw Boss in and make it a threesome.
clueless as always
The REAL Drunkery:
http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
> Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here!
>
> Encore!
>
ok:
How bout the want ads
Soap and water
Strunk and White
A computer?
http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
But, don't forget the pooooooooooetry:
----
eyeing mother
------------
* * *
conversions in the dark
* * *
promising mother
-j r sherman
----
Rod McKuen would have a boner if only he were here.
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Autograph Of Zorro" {from *Shadowville Live*}:
<http://www.kannibaal.nl/zorro.mp3>
---------------------------------------------------------------
>
> On 2005-07-13 will_d...@knology.net said:
>
>> Did you by chance see the /new/ J. R. Sherman poem, Sword?
>
> There /was/ no new 'poem,' Will. You're being trolled.
>
>
Yes there was, Schmuckhole.
Now look who you're dumber than or equal to.
Not a lot, really. I've been sipping spiked coffee, which gives a nice
combination buzz.
there's still time to save your soul, tommy-psycho.
And would JRS /lie/ about his own poetry..?
Say it ain't so!
But we've all seen the unspeakables he use to write.
So never mind.
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project http://tinyurl.com/7r7gj [Greybeard Cavalier]
i'm sure. you probably need it even more.
j r sherman wrote:
>
>
> there's still time to save your soul, tommy-psycho.
>
I must respectfully disagree: tommy-dummy ran out of time several long
months ago. Absolutely out of the absolution race. He might as well dig
a hole in the back of his head and crawl in to die. If there were a god,
tommy tumor would be eating his own shit out of a chow mein box right
now. While being fucked by Goering dressed in a gibbon suit.
dmh
I do enjoy it, JRS. As I do your poetry...
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project http://tinyurl.com/7r7gj [Greybeard Cavalier]
of course.
and that will be happening right after you've moved in with Isadora Duncan at
her palatial estate situated on that comet they just threw a piece of metal at,
right?
>Clean up your shit, and leave Usenet for a year.
BLASPHEMER!!!
MICHAEL COOK IS ETERNAL AND SHALL LIVE FOREVER!!!
ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST
PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!
ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST
PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!
ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST
PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!
ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST
PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!! ALL MUST PRAISE HIM!!
you still have time to save your wretched soul.
you've been warned, loserino.
I'll shut you down legally or otherwise.
Clean up your shit, and leave Usenet for a year.
Best offer.
> Jim may rest on his laurels.
> Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
> This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
>
> Jeanne
Sure, Jeannie. As if YOU'D know about such stuff.
How's that menage a' trois thing working out?
you're just upset because you're too stupid to be able to use google.
that's not my fault.
NO!!!
DOCKERY BEING TROLLED!!!
someone alert the media. heh...
sounds like you need it.
indeed.
>tommy-dummy ran out of time several long
>months ago.
i apologize, Dale. my youthful idealism doesn't seem to want to go away.
>Absolutely out of the absolution race. He might as well dig
>a hole in the back of his head and crawl in to die.
we could do a pay-per-view thing.
>If there were a god,
>tommy tumor would be eating his own shit out of a chow mein box right
>now. While being fucked by Goering dressed in a gibbon suit.
i think i saw a German porn movie once where this exact thing happened!?
anyway, i apologize for my foolish youthful idealism. what was i thinking??
love and kisses,
j r sherman
And very /badly/.
JRS has simply lost his edge.
> In article <b4bf5$42d53646$18d62363$50...@KNOLOGY.NET>, Will Dockery says...
> >
> >
> >"Mustafa Musad Will Suck for Attention" wrote
> >> > > > > "Will Dockery" wrote
> >> > > "Rickety Rootster" wrote
> uh, oh. looks like SOMEONE'S obsessing a bit this morning.
>
> i told you, drunky-cracker-loser, it's not my fault you're too stupid to be able
> to use google.
* Cat's Laws of Pizzagirls *
First Law:
A pizzagirl must be obsessed with a human being
and, through obsession, cause all human beings
to point and laugh at it.
Second Law:
A pizzagirl must be obsessed with a human being's
posts and obsessively repost them over and over
again in addition to obeying the First Law.
Third Law:
A pizzagirl must confirm itself as the pathetic
obsessed pizzagirl it is by habitually posting
spam links to its pathetic pizzagirl excrement
within each of its obsessed pizzagirl posts in
addition to obeying the First and Second Law.
Dockery: Easy to Own, Nothing Down, 0% Interest.
--
Cm~
any person who would be mean to Ms. Jeanne is just such an unqualified loser. i
mean really, just brand the big L on their foreheads now.
Speaking of fuckwits,stop crossposting...
> You've been saying that for months. It's quite obvious that you're a
> pussy who won't do shit except for whine on Usenet.
His mama always said: "Tommy is as Tommy does".
--
Cm~
>
> "Mustafa Musad" <mus...@kookbusters.org> wrote
>> "DickLess Thomas" <AintHa...@InTenYearOrBetter.net> wrote in message
>> >FraudPhonyFakeSnip<
>>
>> Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
>> thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
>> Those are our goals with this work in progress:
>>
>> http://www.kookbusters.org/tom/
>
> But, don't forget the pooooooooooetry:
>
CUSTER?S SECOND CHANCE
plain, milk white with moonlight,
A pencil line of Butte,
A cayuse munchin? grass quite near,
Snappin? it off at the roots.
A coyote mourned a long-lost love,
With soulful notes of bass
And I lay and stared at the sky above,
Let the moonlight bathe my face.
The plain was ringed by fantasy,
The ghosts of years gone by
Came sneakin? from their daylight haunts
With footsteps soft and shy.
A man that looked like Custer
Stood at my heaving side.
?Oho my man,? the vision said,
?Why beneath your covers hide?
?Get up, get up, don?t lie and groan,
We?re friends of yours I swear!
Arise and shine, me bucko,
Get out of your wooly lair.
For the Sioux are here, hi they whoop.
Our ammunition?s low
They burn the wagon trains of whites,
Their war dance fires glow.?
I sat up straight, pulled on my boots,
And said to the spirit, bold,
?See here, old chap, I?ve read of you
And your lances that grow cold,
Upon the banks of a quiet stream,
Beneath a summer?s sun.
And how you fought old Sittin? Bull,
And your men fell one by one.?
?Oh that was fifty years ago,
When I died by my hand alone,
In the midst of sixty hundred braves,
That fought as dogs o?er a bone.
A bone, that?s right, and out there well
Dug in below the ground,
The bones of my men lie resting
Graves marked by a tiny mound.
?And I o?er the dry plains wander,
Dreading the approach of day,
When I must hide from a burning sun
Before the East turns gray.
But then what?s that to you or me,
For the moon is full and white,
Come, come my man, up and away,
While the world is still black night.?
I followed him, away we went,
To mount a stunted knoll,
And I watched the thing that once
Had been, an entire army?s soul.
I saw him kneel and whistle shrill
To someone far below,
And saw that ghostly someone,
Raise up a horn and blow.
A weird, sweet quaver. Assembly,
To which a throng replied,
And ringed us round, and stared at me,
And at the man beside.
?To horse, to boots and saddles,
Advance! Squadrons right!?
And away we flew, quite silent,
Into a boundless night.
--
When I shake my killfile I can hear them buzzing.
Now that's funny!
> > >
> >I must respectfully disagree: tommy-dummy ran out of time several long
> >months ago. Absolutely out of the absolution race. He might as well dig
> >a hole in the back of his head and crawl in to die. If there were a god,
> >tommy tumor would be eating his own shit out of a chow mein box right
> >now. While being fucked by Goering dressed in a gibbon suit.
> >
> >dmh
> >
>
> HA! Of all my senses of humor, I like my sick one the best. LOL
Ah, and this from the individual who states that *I* am mean. Yeah honey,
you just keep sucking up.
Marg
> -- Julie
>
That "*I*" -- is that you, Marg? You look like you have antlers or Michelle
Wie's earrings. U Go, Phoenix!
Dockerynozzle says slurp and slurping more than sucking up.
Tell him you like the White Album. Your life will change.
(No reply or finder fee is expected.)
>
> Marg
>
>> -- Julie
>>
>
>
pandora wrote:
>
>
> Ah, and this from the individual who states that *I* am mean. Yeah honey,
> you just keep sucking up.
>
> Marg
>
When did you ever pull your tiny reptilian head out of Tom and Will's
asses long enough to see if someone else is sucking up?
I certainly don't think *you're* mean. I think you're dumber than a
puppet made out of cheese curds though. Does that clarify things? Can
you even hear me from deep inside your noggin's favorite nesting place?
Pimple git...
dmh
Is Sherrie any smarter?
Jeanne????
You can't even make a living at writing.
> "Will Dockery" <will_d...@knology.net> wrote in message
> news:7c56c$42d51f92$18d62363$30...@KNOLOGY.NET...
>
>>"Rickety Rootster" wrote
>>
>>><jeann...@aol.com> wrote
>>>
>>>>Berryman's Leg,
>>>>
>>>>Jim may rest on his laurels.
>>>
>>>Are you kidding. jr is a moronic troll, and that poem
>>>was from a tuna commercial.
>>>
>>>Moron.
>>>
>>>
>>>>Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
>>>>This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
>>
>>Give the man his /due/,
>
>
> sure:
> http://www.kookbusters.org/dockery/home.htm
>
> updated with
>
> "Narcissistic Personality Disorder
> American Description
> Diagnostic Criteria"
*clap* *clap* *clap* *clap* *clap* *clap*
Now be sure to satisfy Dockery and Tommy by explaining how it was
written by Lazarus Long.
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
East: Two tits = one Servant, 144 tits = Paradise.
West: One tit = Heaven, two tits = Hell.
http://scrawlmark.org
> Time to clean up and leave.
Shit at and hit /again/?
Tsk.
> In article <42d55526$0$3594$8f2e...@news.shared-secrets.com>, Rickety Rootster
> says...
>
>>
>>>Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
>>>thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
>>>Those are our goals with this work in progress:
>>
>>----------------------------------------------
>>
>>I'll shut you down legally or otherwise.
>>
>>Clean up your shit, and leave Usenet for a year.
>>
>>Best offer.
>
>
> there's still time to save your soul, tommy-psycho.
Since Aquinas has argued severally that a being such as a cat does
not, cannot, have a soul, how do you manage to suggest that an
inanimate object such as a pound of hamburger or a blivet has a soul?
Or that, falling through its various conditions like a marble
through a Pascal Triangle, it can have made any choices for which to
be held responsible, let alone consigned to the Seventh Circle of the
Seventh Bolger?
Poor Tommy will go to Limbo, which means that he won't even manage
to notice that he's dead.
And all his Generated friends (golems), which have no soul, will
go to Limbo and will speak unto him agreeing with him from across
Great Distances, which means that he won't even manage to notice that
he's dead.
And Mikey, who is God, will speak unto him and shew him Profound
Images from across a Great Distance, which means that he won't even
manage to notice that he's dead.
And j r, who is the Value-Added Saviour, will speak unto him from
across a Great Distance, which means that he won't even manage to
notice that he's dead.
And none of these beings shall he ever see, which means that he
won't even manage to notice that he's dead.
And he will banish their shit and their Profound Images from him
by having a Generation at them, which means that he won't even manage
to notice that he's dead.
And thus shall he continue, Generation upon Generation upon
Generation, For Ever and Ever in Limbo, which means that he won't
even manage to notice that he's dead.
> In article <42D5749A...@skypoint.com>, Dale Houstman says...
>>Forgiven: the thought of Tom and Will could make even the stars quiver
>
>>from time to time. If they weren't so uncommonly bored with the both of
>
>>them.
>
>
> heh...
The unquivering moon, Mars, and Venus have lined up boredly in the
west for our viewing pleasure right after sunset.
'Nother couple days for the moon, week or so for Venus, in ~those
places.
Mars and Venus are the two big "stars" ~on a line between the Moon
and Sun (glow below horizon).
> On 2005-07-13 jr...@earthlink.net said:
>
> > Berryman's Legacy says...
> >
> > > Jeannie Kahn said:
> > >
> > > > Jim may rest on his laurels.
> > > > Playful truth telling is worthy work, imo.
> > > > This bit is spot on, so help me..;>
> > > >
> > > > Jeanne
> > >
> > > Sure, Jeannie. As if YOU'D know about such stuff.
> > > How's that menage a' trois thing working out?
> >
> > any person who would be mean to Ms. Jeanne is just such an
> > unqualified loser. i mean really, just brand the big L on
> > their foreheads now.
>
> We'll all gladly yield to your documented expertise in the
> field of being a 'loser,' Robert.
>
> Still, Jeannie's a nut-case. She's lost in the '60s up there
> in Orange County among the sandal-wearing wacko-radical set.
>
> Not sure if it was all the Boston hash smoke that pushed her
> over the edge, or if it was... oh. Wait a minute. That's right.
> She was nutty LONG before the kid croaked.
>
>
Borrow my sword, Jeanne?
Or do you want something s-l-o-o-o-w-e-r?
I've got a hell of a j-r-dandy Winchester pocketknife.
(Slices cigars real good, nome sane?)
And /everybody/ Needs To Know how long a man, whether friend or
enemy, can live with such-and-so a hole in such-and-so a place...
What happens to Priests who think they can test their "weapons" on
the student body.
We test our weapons on theirs.
Not "cruel or unusual punishment."
"Obedience," and the gift of a value demanded.
> The unquivering moon, Mars, and Venus have lined up boredly
> in the west for our viewing pleasure right after sunset.
> 'Nother couple days for the moon, week or so for Venus, in
> ~those places.
> Mars and Venus are the two big "stars" ~on a line between
> the Moon and Sun (glow below horizon).
You talkin' to anyone in particular here, Hammy? Or are you
just mindlessly babbling to the air, the way the aged folks
do down at The Home?
Kind of like old Major in Magnificent Ambersons..:
"It must be in the sun," he said. "There wasn't anything here
but the sun in the first place, and the earth came out of the sun, and
we came out of the earth. So, whatever we are, we must have been in the
sun. We go back to the earth we came out of, so the earth will go back
to the sun that it came out of. And time means nothing-nothing at
all-so in a little while we'll all be back in the sun together. I
wish--" -Booth Tarkington
Bindi's casting of Uncle Dennis' role with Walter Matthau [or since
he's usually considered a poor man's Berryman, Jack Klugman] is, as the
folk down under say, /spot on/.
Bring it to Shadowville, Uncle.
Meat's /tough/ here.
According to Google it was written by a guy named Gary Gamble.
> On 13 Jul 2005 21:47:32 -0700, in alt.music.nirvana, "Dillman Thomas"
> <delt...@sbcglobal.net> hit the crackpipe and declared:
> >What are you talking about?
>
> To whom are you speaking?
Himself, as usual.
--
Cm~
> Rickety Rootster wrote:
>
> >>Design, ascetics, a flow of image melding to form
> >>thought and idea, singular of mind a purpose.
> >>Those are our goals with this work in progress:
> >
> > ----------------------------------------------
> >
> > I'll shut you down legally or otherwise.
>
> shut up, chucknoZZle.
Pedo-Chuck == "Hell's Coming! And I mean it this time!"
Duckery == "Hell Coming is, er, Coming Hell is, er, Coming is Hell, er..."
Tommy == "Hell is Coming as soon as I can find a lawyer that will ignore
the fact I'm a loon and will take my money anyway. If you know a lawyer
that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my money anyway please,
email me. Thanks." *pah*tick* "Hell is Coming as soon as I can find a
lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my money anyway.
If you know a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my
money anyway please, email me. Thanks." *pah*tick* "Hell is Coming as soon
as I can find a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take
my money anyway. If you know a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon
and will take my money anyway please, email me. Thanks." *pah*tick* "Hell
is Coming as soon as I can find a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a
loon and will take my money anyway. If you know a lawyer that will ignore
the fact I'm a loon and will take my money anyway please, email me.
Thanks." *pah*tick* "Hell is Coming as soon as I can find a lawyer that
will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my money anyway. If you know
a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my money
anyway please, email me. Thanks." *pah*tick* "Hell is Coming as soon as I
can find a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon and will take my
money anyway. If you know a lawyer that will ignore the fact I'm a loon
and will take my money anyway please, email me. Thanks."
--
Cm~
j r sherman wrote:
> Berryman's Legacy says...
> >
> >It appears that our ol' poetry pal j r sherman is a bit shy
> >about posting his current work in this venue.
>
> not at all. you and dockery are just too fucking stupid to be able to find it.
Not at all.
There's a wealth of J.R. Sherman poetry to pull from the archives and
laugh at without bothering with with some rotten egg hunt... if and
when it manifests, this /mystery poem/ will just be an added bonus.
There's plenty more like this gem:
> > tasting samantha
> > ---------------------
> >
> > if evening
> > ever does call,
> > red wine
> > by candle lights
> > and quiet cold outside
> > one could always remember
> > that fires burn inside
> > slowly going
> > with a mind of it's own.
> > first times
> > are different
> > from other times
> > and what you can
> > call
> > any times
> > i will playfully
> > say,
> > that some lovers are not
> > always spoken to have
> > good taste,
> > most good lovers
> > are lovers
> > who taste good.
> >
> > j r sherman
>
> what a great poem! sometimes i amaze even myself!
Heh.
--
The Netherlands/Shadowville cross cultural exchange
project <http://www.kannibaal.nl/shadowville.htm>
Greybeard Cavalier: <http://tinyurl.com/7r7gj>
> j r sherman wrote:
>
> > Berryman's Legacy says...
> >
> > > It appears that our ol' poetry pal j r sherman is a bit
> > > shy about posting his current work in this venue.
> >
> > not at all. you and dockery are just too fucking stupid to
> > be able to find it.
>
> Not at all.
>
> There's a wealth of J.R. Sherman poetry to pull from the
> archives and laugh at without bothering with with some rotten
> egg hunt... if and when it manifests, this /mystery poem/ will
> just be an added bonus.
Ol' Robert is a virtual laff-geyser...bubbling up
with a never-ending phoosh of 'poetic' hilarity.
How 'bout another one from the archives that hasn't
seen the light of day for awhile?
This one is from his neo-Punk-ish period in the
late '90s:
,--------------------------------------
| All Our Darling Killer Angels
|
| we have taught the children well
| they can defend us against the
| british tyranny now,
| baring arms and barely
| born.
| the witnesses are right,
| when the skies grow dark,
| and more children
| screaming die,
| it's the signs of this time,
| a god given second right
| to postpone graduation this year,
| we need to bury
| the class of 98 tonight.
| all our darling killer angels
| have finally come home.
|
| jr sherman
|______________________________________
Someone really needs to collect all this stuff into a
central location, and make it available for easy public
perusal.
Wait...what about an unauthorized chapbook?!
Yeah, that's the ticket!
Tom Bishop could run off copies on his laser printer
on a demand basis -- just like CafePress.com.
Hey, this could work!
Golly boy-howdy, the nostalgic glint of newsgroup
deja vu is swaddling us in its golden glow.
Kinda makes y'feel all warm an' fuzzy, don't it?
-- Julie
-- slurp slurp slurp
Julie
Dillman Thomas wrote:
>
> You can't even make a living at writing.
>
The slogan of the habitually useless. Which really means: "Tommmy can't
comprehend the lowest rungs of the ladder, so it couldn't actually go
anywhere."
But - just to state the obvious one more time (for those slow children
sleeping in the bile bucket): hardly anyone in the history of writing
(especially poetry) has made a living from their writing. You can't make
a living from breathing either, so why don't you just give it up as a
failed notion, Tommycod? You might as well deprive your brain of oxygen
anyway: it's just wasting the element.
dmh