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If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
Allergy shots, and also Sara Steinberg.
The young maricones and the horny muchachas,
The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,
The young wives thirty hours' pregnant,
And the hoarse tomcats that cross my garden at night,
They're buildin' the gallows outside my cell.
I got 25 minutes to go.
And in 25 minutes I'll be in Hell.
I got 24 minutes to go.
They let the children out of school too early.
I left the Christmas shopping till too late.
Each day we had a holiday excursion,
Which gave us the entire week to wait in line for
Something strange is creeping across me.
La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars
Of "I Thought about You" or something mellow from
Amadigi di Gaula for everything--a mint-condition can
Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on
the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.
downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking,
talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues
It was a fine sunny day when I first met him,
Tall, dark and handsome, dimples on his cheeks;
I truly admired this man,
The wholeness in him brought thrill to my heart.
Should I get married? Should I be Good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustaus hood?
When the swordsman fell in Kurosawa's Seven Samurai
in the gray rain,
in Cinemascope and the Tokugawa dynasty,
he fell straight as a pine, he fell
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning,
please come flying.
In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals,
please come flying,
Bird perched, Branch fell
Bird thought, “I did”.
Hen cackled, Sun Rose
Hen thought, “I did”.
Mothers of America
let your kids go to the movies
get them out of the house so they won't
know what you're up to
All night long the hockey pictures
gaze down at you
sleeping in your tracksuit.
Belligerent goalies are your ideal.
I was walking this lonely wilderness
And then I met you
I had no intention of falling
‘Cause my heart's pieces, were but a few.
I prefer movies.
I prefer cats.
I prefer the oaks along the Warta.
I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky.
Channel 1's no fun.
Channel 2's just news.
Channel 3's hard to see.
Channel 4 is just a bore.
Tomb of a millionaire,
A multi-millionaire, ladies and gentlemen,
Place of the dead where they spend every year
The usury of twenty-five thousand dollars
I tell you that I see her still
At the dark entrance of the hall.
One gas lamp burning near her shoulder
Shone also from her other side
The movie industry acts as a promotional tool for companies like Mattel and Nike. It is in the business of not making movies as an art form. It is selling product everytime a movie based on a video game or comic book is released. While children and adults are drawn to seeing movies like this, it is also a bit disillusioning to see movies of this kind produced and the lack of creativity involved in coming up with them.
But as if we had no choice we continue to give them revenue, as if we were incapable ourselves of our own creative entertainment.
Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father's 50th floor study watching New York City. It's a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and has a small,5 seat sectional couch facing the view.
The left wall window looks across Hell's Kitchen to exactly where Sully Sullenberger crash landed flight 1549 in the Hudson river (it was 3: 31 pm and no one was home) . The right window overlooks Central Park and Upper Manhattan. Lincoln Center, almost dead center of the corner, looks like part of a toy train-set.
I was an active and happy person, and had a great fondness for movies,
Like the enthusiastic nature lover, bears a fondness for outdoor beauties.
I indulged in both the old and new movies, those of almost every genre,
Sean Connery was the coolest James Bond.
And watching him was so much fun.
He drove the coolest car.
The best James Bond by far.
Single, female,20 years old
Looking for a man who
Likes a girl who smiles
Music, songs, novels, movies and all that have become
Immortal belong to the periods of the years such as
! 960s and 1970s no one forget and still love much sure!
Scrolling through the new arrivals.
Bird Box, The Little Hours.
The last movie gone off.
i seen another cuhz drop
on Swahili i gotta touch him through our Branchez
make that phone call in a few hours
we dodging death attempts in advance in tha physical
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