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Poetry from praccus
« on: 2002-03-13 20:52:02 »
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Praccus, gone walkabout no short time
Miss him here, he good at rhyme
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« Reply #1 on: 2002-03-13 20:58:43 »
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presumptive bumbling praccus


    pardon me dear sirs but your words indeed do here, ah yes, i
    must admit, be grating on my scalpal hairs.
    If you would care to dare inform
    her royal marginality
    who sits upon the wired phonetic lynch pin plug of rind,
    then I, I say, yes me you hear, shall gladly clip their rears.
    Take faith in fine, for red sips time, yon wonbegotten nomads,
    the new lord bides his tempest wait,
    and with what why communicating.
    whilst ever hunting sly is that which is in not
    itself, the supple ever moving beast illusive to the itch
    the growing nails of toes to scratch and leave no mark on pavement
    the raving that has no idea will feast itself in wake.

    Them wobbly still, yes yet to foot, that crown of terms awaiting
    With knees that shake, and eyebrows push,
    alas construe protruding tongues with terms a language all,
    their own they say and only one in answer hook to sky.
    as they are brains to pull my reins and mouth your fisty fight
    yet humour comes as less we run to choke in our BECOMING
    species all of genus tall and native in our tongue
    our teeming reins and less the RIGHT light burning by the piff
    who tells us then, i ask my dears, which colour holds the gleaming?


    and knives there are inside my only torn and tattered pockets
    i haven't glimpsed a mirror in weeks my friends!
    MEERY EXMA of the mind


Inspired by:

    Actually, here in this islandic piece of geographic solidity Skippy is, or was i might add, (just like Chewbacca she died an evaporative and mysterious death)the faunic superstar of a most popular television series.

    When those feeble humans would wander beyond their means (most often due to either a memory lapse in not bringing the compass, losing it somewhere on the way through the bush or incorporating a false sense of security in such magnetic technologies by the lack of grounding to ironstone under their feet) good old Skippy would always save the day....

    Thus was born this particular piece of peculiar australian culturised slang. In fending off racist taunts many australian 'wogs' hit back with their own. No longer was Skippy a life-saving marsupial but a labelling term used to identify all encompassed white skins.

    AND I'M SURE YOU ALL REALLY WANTED TO KNOW DIDN'T YOU.


(C) praccus 1999

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Subject: Re: Re[2]: virus: damn skippy brian
Author: praccus
Sent: Thu 1999-12-16 06:31

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With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion. - Steven Weinberg, 1999
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