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Array ( [sid] => 145487 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => STITCHES [time] => 2008-10-02 17:24:25 [hometext] => I picked this title for several affectionate reasons. Let's just call this a tribute to the pranksters in my life. I am glad they never truely grew up! [bodytext] => Does anyone ever truly look at the class clown?
They give us the greatest healer of all
Working so hard at it everyday
That they have no energy for anything else
Shall we wonder at the motive at all?
Or the stories behind the mask?
Nah, we're not gonna look at that
Let's give them a pill
They disrupt our thoughts
There must be something wrong
Behind that mask
Let's give them a pill
I thought it sad as a child
It makes me angry now
Cause no one wants to look inside
It's like turning off the television
After your favorite program
We're done laughing
So we're done watching
It's time for your jokes to stop
Go take your Ritalin!
Oh, it's not that drug now
Cause that one kills now
But what about before
Why was it the pill then
When i was a kid, and it was my friends?
The class clown should be embraced
No one appreciates what they do
That laughter medicates the soul
Leave your Prozac on the shelf, Doc
It has not saved me yet
But none of my friends ever died
From whole-hearted laughter
So I thank that man
Who saved my life
He made me laugh
When I wanted to die
I meant it when I said it
Now I write it for the whole world



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STITCHES

Contributed by karoody on Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 05:24:25 PM in AEST
Topic: Tributes



Does anyone ever truly look at the class clown?
They give us the greatest healer of all
Working so hard at it everyday
That they have no energy for anything else
Shall we wonder at the motive at all?
Or the stories behind the mask?
Nah, we're not gonna look at that
Let's give them a pill
They disrupt our thoughts
There must be something wrong
Behind that mask
Let's give them a pill
I thought it sad as a child
It makes me angry now
Cause no one wants to look inside
It's like turning off the television
After your favorite program
We're done laughing
So we're done watching
It's time for your jokes to stop
Go take your Ritalin!
Oh, it's not that drug now
Cause that one kills now
But what about before
Why was it the pill then
When i was a kid, and it was my friends?
The class clown should be embraced
No one appreciates what they do
That laughter medicates the soul
Leave your Prozac on the shelf, Doc
It has not saved me yet
But none of my friends ever died
From whole-hearted laughter
So I thank that man
Who saved my life
He made me laugh
When I wanted to die
I meant it when I said it
Now I write it for the whole world







Copyright © karoody ... [ 2008-10-02 17:24:25]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 06:05:04 PM AEST
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Incredibly good writing.
Huggs, smiles, blessings,
emy


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Lilymaemax on Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 06:55:36 PM AEST
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I think this is bang on!Laughter is an underestimated healer and to be with people who make you laugh is wonderful.
You made me smile when I read this thankyou
Lilymae


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by navydocny on Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 08:26:34 PM AEST
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I love that you bare yourself with your writing..
So many people hold back and hide, whereas you just put yourself right out there....
Bravo Once Again Kara!
Steve


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by NoSaint on Thursday, 2nd October 2008 @ 08:44:45 PM AEST
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laughter is a gift from God...I agree to easily children are medicated as a way of control...but what of their incredible spirits that need to run free...sometimes medication is needed but there should be more checking into a child's mind first...well written my friend

Shari


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 02:28:31 AM AEST
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Dear Sweet Karabeara,

I am quite humbled and a bit speechless. As my mind races with thoughts I stumble to grasp some of those words as they speed by. Sometimes I do not feel appreciated. This happens a lot at home. This most definitely makes me feel appreciated and I most whole heartedly loves ya too, Karabear. You have quickly become a dear friend and I am sooooooooo thankful for that.

Oh, and I really like the way you presented this. Like a history of how they treat that class clown... that ADHD kid. Which, apparently, also applies to me.

Loves ya, Karabeara. You are a wonderful soul.

Tim


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Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 06:43:34 AM AEST
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Dearest Kara, your posts are always so open, so sincere... That is one of the things I love about you...you tell it like it is...
You are such a strong person. I wish I had half the strength you possess..
Keep on penning, my friend...
Hugs
Jenni


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Voice of the Silent on Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 06:55:01 AM AEST
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Another great write and it's true laughter sometime can be the one thing everyone needs
keep writing
-kelly


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 09:23:12 AM AEST
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Kara you tell it as it is girl and I love that
you do that. Your writes are genuine and
honest. I thank you for the smiles.
Laughter is by far the best medicine for
the heart~ You're a star
Thank you with all my heart.
love ya,
dreamer


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 3rd October 2008 @ 02:32:21 PM AEST
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Ya know, Karabear. I have had this page open all day on my computer and have read this numerous times now. I can't express enough how much I appreciate this.

Take care, loves ya.

Captain Smartfanny


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 4th October 2008 @ 04:39:35 AM AEST
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Wonderful and extremely perceptive. I am remined of a scene in a John Candy film "Uncle Buck". It isn't really a very good film and certainly it maintains no serious philosophy, but there is a scene that I find to be compelling and memorable.

Uncle Buck visits his nephew's school after the principal disciplines him on his behavioral problem. She explains to Buck that the child has an over active imagination. Buck then explains to her that he doesn't want to live in a world where children are discouraged to have imagination. Or a world that scoffs at it. (those are my own words because it has been a long time since I saw the movie, but that is basically what he said).

Your point here is well taken. Indeed taking a moment to laugh, to breathe is not only something that shouldn't be frowned upon it should be encouraged. We all need a break from taking ourselves too seriously sometimes. We need imagination, we need curiosity, and we always need laughter.

Well put in your poem.

BRAVO!

SCM


Re: STITCHES (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Saturday, 4th October 2008 @ 09:43:44 AM AEST
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They say laughter is the best medicine.
Interesting thought then, why aren't clowns paid the same as doctors, maybe they should be.
I enjoyed this especially as I've had such a down day today and I feel like my soul has been lifted a little by reading it.That's never a bad thing.
Thanks for making me smile

Steve




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