Here’s is the original poem that was set to music →→→ Stay The Fuck At Home
Here’s is the original poem that was set to music →→→ Stay The Fuck At Home
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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His blue dinosaur/dragon/whatever appears to be appalled by the salty language.
Yep, I agree.
Here’s a much less salty but good-humored bit of advice for cats on how to keep a healthful schedule during quarantine. After all, die Katzen know they are good company for their human slaves during these trying times:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cllwHb89dfA&ab_channel=cheezburger
Cats can suffer too because of the pandemic, our young friend had to go to the Animal Hospital; but unlike every other time our cats were sick or hurt, we couldn’t go in with them to hold and comfort them in the scary place. The new rules in our area are park in front of the door, call the front desk, wait inside the car for an aide to come out to take our friend in. While we wait in the car and Max has to endure the handling of strangers without our comfort. And he HATES strangers, we have friends that have never seen him. He disappears before they get out of the car.
BTW, earlier this morning I couldn’t get onto AD, got a Wordpress error. Thought I should mention it.
Good information about the kitty John. I was fortunate since Olive’s annual checkup and shot boosting moment (she needs to be sedated at the vet) happened several weeks back.
“And he HATES strangers, we have friends that have never seen him.”
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True here too. We have 4 cats and no one but my wife and me has ever seen them. lol When they hear a noise that is not expected, VAMOOSE!, they is gone!
Every cat we have ever had received their initial shots and then never received any more. We have an established plan where it has been impossible for over 30 years for any of them to escape our domain. They all live like lazy kings, though all 4 are gurlz. Queens?
Supposedly the origination of the word f*ck
came from prostitutes being charged a fee
to practice their trade. Hence: Fornication
Under Consent of the King