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paul

United States

#183 Feb 9, 2013
Ralph wrote:
<quoted text>I drive a Japanese made vehicle.
The past members of my family that fought in the Civil War wore blue.
My dad, a WW2 vet died two years ago, WW2 vets are not all dead yet. I was incredibly saddened that NYC has decided to sell the statue of the raising of the flag at Iwo Gima. There is a Marine vet of that action living five miles from me. So I guess you are right, the sacrifice of these WW2 vets is basically forgotten.
I guess you are right about 09/11/01, the original war on terror has degenerated into God knows what, or why.
As I have written before, we need to learn from the past as to not repeat it, but it appears humans are generally too stupid to do so.
You are such a pervert youdontkwow
Ralph

Bloomingdale, IN

#184 Feb 9, 2013
paul wrote:
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Pervert
Prevert, before youngens like you thought like that.
Ralph

Bloomingdale, IN

#185 Feb 9, 2013
Raul wrote:
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You are such a pervert youdontkwow
Prevert you kwow. Well before the anything goes generation.
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#186 Feb 10, 2013
I am going to enjoy my online time. I am gonna get release. But this guy named Ralph is a pervert. You should all do what you can to see him go to prison. Then you come here and post it. Cause he has gggggggggggggggggggg0ttta go.
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#187 Feb 10, 2013
Ralph wrote:
<quoted text>Prevert you kwow. Well before the anything goes generation.
your are a sad pervert and you should be inn prison.
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#188 Feb 10, 2013
You are such a ratard. we will win and your ratared as# will not know. We are winning regardless of your crap. One day you will be in the concentration camps or you will let me be freee. there is no choice. Give freedpom to the colored or be in chains.\\\bye bye we have won.!!!

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Here comes the blind commissioner They’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go As lady and I look out tonight From desolation row
Cinderella, she seems so easy It takes one to know one, she smiles And puts her hands into her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning "You belong to me I believe" And someone turns and says to him "My friend you'd better leave"
And the only sound that’s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On desolation row
Now the moon is almost hidden The stars they're just pretending to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everyone is makin' love Or else expecting rain
And the good Samaritan, he’s dressing He’s getting ready for the show He’s going to the carnival tonight On desolation row
Ophelia, she’s ’neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid
Now to her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession is her religion Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah’s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into desolation row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, some jealous monk
Now he looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed his cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On desolation row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Locked inside of his leather cup But all his sexless patients They’re trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser She’s in charge of the cyanide hole She also keeps the cards that read "Have mercy on his soul"
They all play on the penny whistle You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From desolation row
Across the street they’ve nailed the curtains They’re getting ready for the feast The phantom of the opera In a perfect image of a priest
They’re spoon feeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they’ll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words
And the phantom shouts to skinny girls "Get outta here if you don’t know Casanova he's just being punished for going To desolation row"
Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that no one is escaping To desolation row
Praise be to Nero’s Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody’s shouting "Which side are you on?"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Elliott Fighting in the captain’s tower While Calypso's singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About desolation row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday About the time the door knob broke When you asked me how I was doing Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name
Right now I cannot read too well Don’t send me no more letters, no Not unless you mail them From desolation row
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#189 Feb 10, 2013
ION ROW LYRICS

[Share these lyrics on Facebook!] They’re selling postcards of the hanging They’re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner They’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go As lady and I look out tonight From desolation row
Cinderella, she seems so easy It takes one to know one, she smiles And puts her hands into her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning "You belong to me I believe" And someone turns and says to him "My friend you'd better leave"
And the only sound that’s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On desolation row
Now the moon is almost hidden The stars they're just pretending to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everyone is makin' love Or else expecting rain
And the good Samaritan, he’s dressing He’s getting ready for the show He’s going to the carnival tonight On desolation row
Ophelia, she’s ’neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid
Now to her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession is her religion Her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah’s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into desolation row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, some jealous monk
Now he looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed his cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On desolation row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Locked inside of his leather cup But all his sexless patients They’re trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser She’s in charge of the cyanide hole She also keeps the cards that read "Have mercy on his soul"
They all play on the penny whistle You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From desolation row
Across the street they’ve nailed the curtains They’re getting ready for the feast The phantom of the opera In a perfect image of a priest
They’re spoon feeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they’ll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words
And the phantom shouts to skinny girls "Get outta here if you don’t know Casanova he's just being punished for going To desolation row"
Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that no one is escaping To desolation row
Praise be to Nero’s Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody’s shouting "Which side are you on?"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Elliott Fighting in the captain’s tower While Calypso's singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About desolation row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday About the time the door knob broke When you asked me how I was doing Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name
Right now I cannot read too well Don’t send me no more letters, no Not unless you mail them From desolation row
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#190 Feb 10, 2013
you shouldn'd read what I posted and they did not put up.
Ralph

Bloomingdale, IN

#191 Feb 10, 2013
I Am Moe wrote:
I am going to enjoy my online time. I am gonna get release. But this guy named Ralph is a pervert. You should all do what you can to see him go to prison. Then you come here and post it. Cause he has gggggggggggggggggggg0ttta go.
Iam glad you are going to get released Will you still have access to a computer to continue youu verbassous writings?There is another white saying referring to accusers, and that is: The smeller is the feller. Have a nice day. Say, how do you feel about picking up soap?
Ralph

Bloomingdale, IN

#192 Feb 10, 2013
I Am Moe wrote:
you shouldn'd read what I posted and they did not put up.
What you put up was not worth reading. Too much content to generate interest, feller.
Ralph

Bloomingdale, IN

#193 Feb 10, 2013
I Am Moe wrote:
<quoted text>
your are a sad pervert and you should be inn prison.
I should be in the Prison Inn, why? I do not know anyone there.
I Am Moe

Indianapolis, IN

#194 Feb 10, 2013
The ways of Moe are hazy and convoluted and difficult to understand.

We must be patient for insight and brilliance.
AllAmerican

Noblesville, IN

#195 Feb 11, 2013
I Am Moe wrote:
The ways of Moe are hazy and convoluted and difficult to understand.
We must be patient for insight and brilliance.
It's kinda funny, but "insight and brilliance" don't come to mind when I think of any of the Moes.

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