mr.mincemeat@syteka.UUCP (mr.mincemeat) (09/22/83)
I have lots of things in my pockets; None of them is worth anything. Sociopolitical whines aside, Gan you give me, gratis, free, The price of half a gallon Of gallo extra bad And most of the bus fare home.... We love our little Johnny He's the best little boy in all the world And we wouldn't trade him for anything That's how much we love him. No, we couldn't live without him So that's why, since he died, We keep him safe in our G.E. freezer. He's so good, so well-behaved, Even better than before; Oh, such a wonderful kid he is. Alice and me, we'll never be lonely, Never miss our little Johnny, He'll never grow up and leave us That's why we love him like we do. mr.mincemeat ...ucbvax!menlo70!sytek!toms ...ucbvax!hplabs!sytek!toms ...decvax!sytek!toms
mhauck@ihuxk.UUCP (M.J.Hauck) (11/19/84)
Shadow of life 11/19/84 Shadow of life, you have returned The night I welcome for its warmth Be strong, facing what must be Shadow, you have given me much Yet what can I do in return I reach out, but you move back Shadow, shadow of life, thank you Travel on, shower the world with yourself You have returned what I though I had lost Shadow I look to the future Your presents has renewed a spirit That would soon have perished Mary Hauck Discovering 11/19/84 I am discovering within me a person I did not know existed She seeks a road that is dangerous the stream of passion is hard to cross Currents swirl and she swims with them knowing which way they pull She runs to the edge and spreads her wings untryed and death awaits below The unknown is a head and she greets it with glowing eyes and open arms I accept her, for she is the hidden me I will fly as she flys. Mary Hauck It feels good to be writting again!
micro@iwu1a.UUCP (Hauck) (02/25/86)
Listening 2/20/85 In silence I heard your cry You talked of the future, carefully In your joy I heard pain Or did I hear the cry of my own heart For it breaks in reaction to your words Yet I am a fool, to feel so How can I know the future? And what changes it brings I will say prayers for you Mary Hauck Each of Us 2/20/86 Each searches for and finds, what? And in finding how do we know In searching can we be sure Or have we missed something better I resolve to change, to do Given, I use as it best For dreams can become reality And I will make mine Mary Hauck
mckillic@genat.UUCP (Don Mckillican) (10/01/86)
I
O Medusa, how hath the envious slandered thee!
Thou ne'er had'st need of coily snakes,
nor hideous aspect.
I know, for I have beheld thee,
thy calm perfection,
and I stand rooted, frozen,
awed.
II
My song,
is it not enough that you rob me of my sleep,
demanding substance, form?
must I also creep about this foreign house
at three o'clock in the morning
(trying not to disturb anyone),
looking for pencil and paper
to write you down?
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Don McKillican
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seismo!mnetor!genat!mckillic
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