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| So bye, bye Miss American Pie I want to be forever young In your eyes. Let me go on like I blister in the sun Come on Barbie, let's go party Big hands I know you're the one. I have a secret to tell It starts with an earthquake, birds, snakes, and aeroplanes The lovers, the dreamers, and me. Istanbul is Constantanople Tunak Tunak Tun Ta Ra Ra. I don't want anybody else My brown-eyed girl Sha la la la la la I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. Someday we'll find it Istanbul, Istanbul. I see the light and heat It's the end of hte world as we know it I can't remember if I cried Heaven help me Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies. Have you been half-asleep? I'm high as a kite Have you heard voices? Listen to yourself churn The room must listen to me Life is a mystery. Let's dance in style, let's dance for awhile I saw you dancing in the gym. Twist and shout. I met a girl who sang the blues And she's buying a stairway to heaven. Nightswimming We were singing Die, die, die, die Live, live, live, live Sex, sex, sex, sex It's the pelvic thrust that makes you go insane. I'm so strung out All that glitters is gold As we wind on down the road. Let's do the time warp again. |
| This is my favorite poem from my CTY collection. Yes, it blatantly steals lyrics from Canon songs, but that is the idea. I'm still amazed by how coherent it is. And it has a funny story attached. I read it to one of my halls and my RA said I should read it to Tim Schmidt, the site director at Carlisle, to see if I could read it at closing ceremonies. Apparently, the drug and sex references did not please good ole Tim. He also feared frightening parents, so the closing ceremonies did without me and my poem. However, I did eventually take part in a couple of closing ceremonies. There was Julius Caesar the Musical--The Rapscallions of Doom production of Molly and Steph's play, reprised from the Talent Show for closing ceremonies. And, my nomore year, I revised this poem a little bit (Essentially, I took out the sex, but left the drugs) and submitted it to the new site director, Robert--a very cool dude. He loved it, I read it. All was good. Funny thing, I got to the part with Die Die Die, Live Live Live, Sex Sex Sex during my reading and I had cut the Sex Sex Sex bit all the way through the Strung Out bit. I read it as Live Live LIve And All that Glitters is Gold....all the CTYers laughed...They knew full well what was missing. So in short, I didn't feel so bad about compromising my art. Good closure, too. |