From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #221 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Wednesday, June 7 2000 Volume 03 : Number 221 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: this has been like pulling teeth... [RJonthego@aol.com] ET: can someone help with lyrics? [mandabear4@juno.com] ET: The court trial(poem) ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2000 17:35:42 EDT From: RJonthego@aol.com Subject: ET: this has been like pulling teeth... apparently i haven't been miserable enough, or happy enough, to write much poetry... but here are my latest two attempts. I tell myself this heat is the flame of self sacrifice that burns bright even at this late date I feel the smoke in the back of my throat tears used to boil and hiss where they landed but have now all turned into steam. This sweat hovers humid, around the back of my neck pushing myself furiously, trying to occupy my thoughts and my hands glisten too, shaking, the flame shakes and my thumb slips, the fire skips and leaves a red mark across my wrist. ~~ blue, would be nice a popsicle cool boy like she had before but i bit out a chunk now i have a massive brain freeze and we don't talk anymore. a new obsession that won't burn me up my eyelashes sting where they touch my cheek my face is so hot embarrasment peels right off like a bad sunburn because using your sunscreen was too familiar. I long for the ocean I want the water and the wind-- the sand they wanted to cover in white rubber Cool enough that my popsicle wouldn't melt Cool enough I don't have dreams of flames Ice I hold against my wrist after a rendezvous with fire. ~~~ roya "everyone that burns has to learn from the pain" ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2000 21:49:15 -0300 From: mandabear4@juno.com Subject: ET: can someone help with lyrics? i need some help again finding lyrics to one of my most favourite singers in the world. The name of the artist is LeeAnn Womack and the name of the song is "I hope you dance" i don't have the money right now to get her cd and i can't seem to find the lyrics anywhere...anyone out there who can help me out...it would be greatly appreciated...it's gonna be a tribute to my friends this year...to tell them how much i appreciate them. ~Mandabear~ "The Forever Seeking Teen Angel" ^j^ ^j^ ________________________________________________________________ YOU'RE PAYING TOO MUCH FOR THE INTERNET! Juno now offers FREE Internet Access! Try it today - there's no risk! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 06 Jun 2000 22:44:23 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: The court trial(poem) Hey everyone, Ok, some of you know this and some of you don't but I have a girlfriend as of May 31st around 10:30PM EST. Her name is Erin and lives in West/Central Maryland. Today was not that good with finals and other stuff and I just feel like the whole world is against me and like I don't see some people online that I'm used to seeing online. Anyhow, like here is a poem I just wrote. Any comments, questions, etc. are welcome. If you don't want my poems, just let me know okey? :) Take cares and Have a Great Day! :o) -Seth "In the Arms of the Angels...may you find..some comfort here" - -Sarah McLachlan, Angel ============================================================ The court trial by Seth D. Fulmer 6-6-00 The world is against me The universe is too I follow the laws of physics but the laws of people blow They change every 5 minutes a little bit of angellism followed a devil in a flyers uniform sitting in the bleachers of heaven laughing while I fall on my ass giving me a score so high telling me I'm so excellent but thinking in secret "what a riot!" I love the way she sits there and shows me all my good points sends me lots of flowers and tells me that I deserve them But tonight I really wonder if she's not sitting with the jury The gods are the judicial officers and the lawyers are my peers my teachers and my coworkers and some of my friends too The Jury is in deliberation "Is he really a loser?" They come out after deliberation They state "no you're just right fine" I walk out into the hall though and hear one of them snicker I see a banana peel on the floor I slip though I don't fall They laugh uncontrollably for a few minutes and I find myself back in the courtroom The jury resumes deliberation I am found to be guilty of a crime being unworthy of a love so gentle the God himself has scorned me That is just fine with me I go out to the parking lot The jury, that band of scoundrels are laughing and waiting for me to fall I told them to just stop it I'd go with them to jail But then I saw her beauty standing in the back of the crowd not laughing but just following along like she doesn't know who to follow I love you she says, but what does that mean? I love you too but sometimes it hurts The chemicals in my brain just go POW The crowd they take me to jail then I sit there for a lifetime wondering why I fall so easily for sweet kisses and that fire You are so really perfect girl I'm sorry that I doubt you sometimes What can I do to make it up? What have I done to start it? Today just couldn't have been worse and doubt and mistrust just top it off I'd just like to go to sleep now and dream something sweet like you honey ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #221 **********************************