Saturday, April 23, 2011

I Do Not Want to be a Hobbler, Dr Haddock

(A Concord Mass)

The bridge over the raging Concord River startles thoughts into secular bomb bays. When the British in final et cetera, rushed into the history cloistered by a single book, the graveyard and burying grounds of town grew morbid. Much present tense remains but the past situates in the inner daffodil bulb. No one speaks English, exactly. They die on hills, and remain buried, more or less. The less part includes free parking at certain highly-regarded places. This is an excuse for love or grandeur, which means Hessians running back to Boston’s safety under fire were written quite nicely. The season is poetics.

2) Pouring rain comes consummate cause, and the rush of a very fine river. Willow trees grow on you, which makes you what? Lurk is a better pronoun for most people.

3) The topic sentence belongs somewhere where it will be noticed.

4) Bomb bays fill with bombs, lush blooming ones, Vietnam ready and quite, quite, as loose as quite the thing.

5) They talk of liberty, and purpose, and big yellow house. And towns with fenders, and feather beds, dire feather beds. And sponsoring of rare people, slavery right out, one god for all right in, dinner in the spare air of freedom. They talk that talk, near the place where Concord’s grape grew, near where grape juice betrayed the need for no grape juice. The British were insular, the colonists continental. They stood on the ridge with the gravestones finely tuned, and surveyed the possibility of skirmishing the locals.

6) If you could have any grammar, what would it be?

7) Yes padre the British said, with the last cigarette in hand.

8) This history is expressly popular, for the people standing on the burying ground.

9) The Catholic Church on the green has been replaced by a door.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Voodoo Chile

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Solo career in the '70s. Older brothers George Viral Osmond, Jr. (Viral) and were born deaf and “did nothing, ever." From 1971 to

solo hits, has led many to assume he was the group's lead. But 1976, he had 12 top-40 hits, including 5 in the top 10.

Donny's popularity, and his numerous Osmond, Marie Osmond, and Jimmy Osmond—plus Donny and Marie had begun recording duets and had hits

And producing for 5 technically separate artists: The Osmond’s Merrill was the lead singer and

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Odes assume he was the group's lead. But Merrill was the lead singer and vow from 1971 to

, Donny Osmond, Marie Osmond, and Jimmy Osmond—plus Donny and Marie had begun recording duets with "I'm Leaving It Up to You" and "Morning Side of the Mountain". Through all the stress and pressures created by these many efforts, the family hung together ice of the

Osmond’s. Donny's emergence as a solo star, and the recuing lading 5 in

As a solo star, and the record-company's desire to appeal to the teen-girl audience, often thrust Donny out in front of the group.

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Created by these many efforts, the family hung together. "Inside the Osmond’s" depicts the family mottoes as being "It careers of Donny and Osmond’s. Donny's emergence red."[2]

And hits with "I'm Leaving It up to you" and "Morning Side of the Mountain" Through all the stress and pressures creating,

. "Inside the Osmond’s" being "It doesn't matter who's out front, as long as it's an Osmond" and "Family, nod voice as Use of the Marie, the success of the show, and the operation of the his numerous solo hits, has led many to assume he was the group's doesn't matter who's out front, as long as mind" and "Family, faith, and career. In that order."

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Look Over Yonder

You wren cocked when The Byres fluted 8 Miles High. An easy disaster, telling shift from not shift, all spun. Jimi Hendrix visitation and collapse, dead pool for Jimmy Page. Buffets cannot preclude the urgency of les fleurs, tamper with tree tips. Twelve strings of a gesture guitar, a backwards merriment with David Crosby set to slop over, the quick and easy way to learn. Raga got together. John Lennon shot a mimic in Central Park, history, plastic things, a blot on the ‘scutcheon. “Your lions are fighting with chairs.”