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Battle Star Galactica PantoumThis has all happened before
and it will happen again.
What do you hear, Starbuk?
Nothing but the rain
and it will happen again
while Adama leads the fleet through space, hearing
nothing but the rain
driving on the hollow hulls of ships
while Adama leads the fleet through space hearing
music echoing in the ships' walls
driving through the hollow hulls of ships,
Tyrol among five is secretly the enemy they created.
Music echoing in the ships' walls
awakens Kara-- harbinger of death
Tyrol among fiveis secretly the enemy they created,
Re-living a time before time began
Awaken, Kara-- harbinger of death
lead the lost colonies to a home where they
re-live a time before time began,
they build grand cities that mirror their mistakes
lead the lost colonies to Earth
What do you hear, Starbuk?
They build grand cities that mirror their mistakes;
This has all happened before
Walk to the Tea Master's CabinStep off the bus
Walk past the black and white Mountain Media bench
Pass cookie-cutout apartment buildings and trees displaying red berries
Walk through crunchy leaves that
Tumble up the sidewalk, racing clothed feet
Over puddles and through intersections
Landing gently on green grass lawns
Sneeze, a storm is coming
Zip up the gray jacket with rosy fingers
On the way to the Tea Master's cabin
Hiding red sparkly fabric
Look up at the green street lamp
Standing sentry outside homes with their own porch lights
Where children play with chalk and hoops in yards
Bouncing balls on the sidewalk
Sidestep a low flying yellow bird
Crane to watch which eve it tucks itself under
Probably where its twiggy nest lays hidden
Chirping babies call from somewhere
Slow over the bridge stretched over a dry wash
Stare at the ripe cat-tail reeds bumping into one another
The wind threatening which each gust to explode every one
Throwing white fluff everywhere
Approach the brown cabin tucked behind a short fenc
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flipping minaneg with flopping
ling into puddle on a the pgae
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linto worDs BackwarDs
fliPPinG meaninG and floPPinG
linG into a puDDle on the PaGe
inDiviDually,, losing lttrs
as they move
lines and Phrases mix
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Nihongo in JapaneseNihongo in Japanese
It's nihongo in Japanese
Where writing is in the mouth
And English gets omitted
While listening comes from the page
Where writing is the mouth,
Speaking is incomprehensible
While listening's on the page
Written over by wordy pictures
Speaking the incomprehensible,
Sense is made from nonsense
Written over in wordy pictures
Filling the air with untold ink
Still making sense from nonsense,
Mouths just bubble on,
Filling the air with once told ink
Written from a backwards mirror
Mouths keep bubbling on
Hearing the unspoken text
Writing in a backwards mirror
A voice scribbles words on the air
Seeing the unwritten text
From which English is omitted;
A voice scribbled words in the air:
It's Nihongo in japanese.
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We are a community
Where nobody buys just one.
We have the latest models in all the colors.
There may never have been
A better time to buy.
We've done the math!
First catch of the season.
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At a fraction of the price.
The best gift this year...
Drink up; these values are refreshing.
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Family fun packs are totally affordable!
Our prices will please you.
Our service will impress you.
Dare to compare.
Goodbye creative freedom,
Hello Beaten Path.
Everything must be
smooth, clear, haunting;
Don't expect changes--
We sealed out the ingredients for life.
Turn out the lights,
The Boss of You.
Drag me to Hell.
Hopelessly Yearning For You Airu Hikkaru sighed, staring across the class room at the object of his affection: Colin Rights, the young American exchange student who's popularity rocketed through the roof on his first day. He was a social butterfly, everyone in the class knew him well. He was easy to spot in a crowd too; if he wasn't surrounded be a group of excited students, then his hair stuck out like a beacon. Blond among a sea of black. His hair wasn't the black-bleached-into-blond that so many girls wore, it was the real thing. A rare hair color in Japan. Of course, everything about Colin was rare from the clothes he wore to the words he used when he spoke.
Airu sighed again, wishing that such a perfect being cold be his; but it could never be. He had never spoken to the exotic youth, had never drawn his eyes, his name probably wasn't even known to Colin let alone his existence. What hurt more than that thou
Should Have Seen Him Coming Dark passages stretched out in all directions on the TV screen wall. Kei smirked as he reviewed the tenth floor security camera tapes; no sign of his entry. Too bad the cameras werent set up better; they might have seen him coming.
Every department store hed robbed lately had the same problem: too many blind spots in their surveillance. Such a travesty made him want to go into the security field himself just to set up a challenging system, one that hed spend more than ten minutes figuring out a way past. He wanted one that forced him to delve into his bag of tricks instead of simply mapping out a safe rout with no cameras.
The night guard on the floor behind him groaned, regaining consciousness. It took her long enough Kei quickly fastened his famous white mask over his blue eyes and turned to the bound burnet behi
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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