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06 August 2015

1st Day Issue TdS●Posta: Joyce Mitchell / they don't know what love is / we know what love is / the Seamstress's Tale from The Dannemora Tales / and then they kissed me / we kissed a girl / suspicious minds are trying to tear us apart / DISASTER WARNING WITTENBERG DE / UNIVERSITY CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE



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i went to the post office
you were on the wall
you're somewhere

i want to meet you

we could talk on a cel

we could text
we could meet in a chatroom
i am lePendu

we could Skype

i forgive you

for what they say you did
you don't give a flying fuck

stay free for as long as you can

if you need bail
a ride
a place to crash
name of a great criminal lawyer
call me collect any hour

i like big train stations
you tell me about your rest rooms
i'll tell you about mine

lead us not into Penn Station

do yours still have fainting couches

what's written in your stalls




Copyright (C) 2015 Robert Merkin all rights reserved


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1st Day Issue
Tierra de los Sueños / TdSPosta
Joyce Mitchell
series: faces that launched 1000 ships
place of issue: Dannemora NY 12929 USA




Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships,
And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?
Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.
Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies!
Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again.
Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips,
And all is dross that is not Helena.
I will be Paris, and for love of thee,
Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd;
And I will combat with weak Menelaus,
And wear thy colours on my plumed crest;
Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel,
And then return to Helen for a kiss.

--
The Tragical History of the Life and Death of Doctor Faustus 
    by Christopher Marlowe




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He's in the jailhouse now
Jimmie Rodgers


I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob
Who used to steal, gamble and rob
He thought he was the smartest guy in town

But I found out last Monday
That Bob got locked up Sunday
They've got him in the jailhouse way down town

He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice
To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

He played a game called Poker
He knock on Whist and Euchre
But shootin' dice was his greatest game

Now he's down town in jail
Nobody to go his bail
The judge done said that he refused the fine

He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice
To quit playin' cards and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now

I went out last Tuesday
Met a girl named Susie
I told her I was the swellest man around

We started to spend my money
Then she started to call me honey
We took in every cabaret in town

We're in the jailhouse now, we're in the jailhouse now
I told the judge right to his face
We didn't like to see this place
We're in the jailhouse now

   Writer: Jimmie Rodgers
    Copyright: Peer International Corporation
 
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if it wasn't for bad love
i wouldn't have no love at all

-- Ray Charles (amended)


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nobody loves me like my momma
and she could be jivin too



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Baby take off your coat...(real slow)
Baby take off your shoes...(here I'll take your shoes)
Baby take off your dress
Yes yes yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on

Go on over there and turn on the light...no all the lights
Now come back here and stand on this chair...that's right
Raise your arms up in to the air...shake 'em
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live

Suspicious minds are talking
Trying to tear us apart
They say that my love is wrong
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
They don't know what love is
I know what love is


Songwriter: NEWMAN, RANDY
You Can Leave Your Hat On lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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