We only want the earth!

Our demands most moderate are – We only want the earth! James Connolly: “Be Moderate? Some men, faint-hearted, ever seek Our programme to retouch, And will insist, whene’er they speak That we demand too much. ’Tis passing strange, yet I declare Such statements give me mirth, For our demands most moderate are, We only want…

phonetic poetry – Alfa 2 Zulu by bhg

Alfa 2 Zulu over Charlie & Victor Foxtrot @ Sierra club Romeo & Juliet Tango a Kilo meter Mike & Oscar hit Quebec & India while Papa has Whisky @ Hotel Bravo its November in Lima & the Delta Uniform see Echo on Xray of Yankee Golf the world ends, over & out –… …–

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Brian Greene poetry interview

slamidol20070113 – The Slam Idol Podcast – January 13th 2007 – Brian Greene Interview and Poems Posted: 13 Jan 2007 05:50 PM CST The Slam Idol Podcast (http://slamidolpodcast.com) – January 13th 2007: Show Number 169 – Featuring poems and an interview with Brian Greene (http://briangreene.com http://www.wxtc.net http://angloirish.info). Sign up for the Slam Idol Open Writing…

celebrate your vision

celebrity television car crash decision don’t watch, don’t listen don’t press red, diss ’em celebrate your vision your move, youtube you vote, you lose switch off : you choose red banner BREAKING NEWS 24 hours a day, 7 minute loop flat screen, wide screen, i scream 4:3 to 16:9, HD DVB Dolby 5.1, its not…

Berties Swan Song

Sliabh(een) na mBan A loan all a loan by the wave-washed strand And alone in a crowded hall More interest I will pay as they gave me eight grand But my bank account is not here at all It lies far away on islands where I stay In accounts where the statements are all gone…

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waiting for bono on bebo

waiting for bono on bebo [mp3] Waiting for Colgan I’m so tired, I’m so tired of the telephone… The telephone rings… The sound of cigar…a booming voice in a booming town Shattering the glasses of the drinking classes 1995 Puligny Montrachet, 400 quid a bottle…glug glug glug… Good buy…good boy One hundred years, one hundred…

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