– marty liboff (sung to a reggae beat) Troubles here, there and everywhere. A troubled time, a troubled mind a world gone blind. Troubles all around me more and more troubles I see. Troubles we all share pain and suffering we all bear. Trouble and more trouble troubles come on the double. Troubles all around...
I’d Like to Punch Fred Astaire in the Nose marty liboff I fell in love and gave her a rose she said I’m too short & have a big nose. I saw an old movie musical with Fred & Ginger he was short but was a great dancer and singer. So I crooned and sang...
Knowledge should mean a full grasp of knowledge: Knowledge means to know yourself, heart and soul. If you have failed to understand yourself, Then all of your reading has missed its call. What is the purpose of reading those books? So that Man can know the All-Powerful. If you have read, but failed to understand,...
vote slides now alan rodman big true blue sky blowing off all those puffy gray clods today some oblivious fool once cast his grim shade bringing down cold rain no ice cream castles after such hassles such a scare don’t stare there’s feathered canyons in his hair now he tweets out furiously moan and piss...
Xianna alan rodman * An injury to one is an injury to all. Let us be ones who rise up for some mistreated or forgotten child, and hold a thought for those barred from hope and those taken away. Xianna, disappeared child, was a trusting hungry frightened innocent very young person. Wrongs call for an...
They say, live every day of your life As if it’s your last. This can be done only by a person Who wants to end his life. I say, live every moment of your life, As if you are just born Such as the day you removed The training wheels from your bike. Surprised...
By Henry Rosebuds Ms. Suzy Williams and Mr. Gerry Fialka of Venice, and Mr. Hank Rosenfeld of Ocean Park, visited Ms. Nancy Cain and Mr. Paul Krassner, one-time Venice residents, now of San Something Avenue in Desert Hot Springs. (Where the weather is more to their liking?) The friends met on Sunday to fete Krassner...
by SARA OMARI In October of 2017, I was on an outing with the other residents of this facility. Midway through the trip I seemed to have lost consciousness. I awoke in a strange small room, and as it turns out it was the UCLA Medical Center. I did not understand where I was or...
