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And a parity is born
Between Neanderthal man and the alco-pop fan
This is the brainless norm
Have we come so far, from the cave to the bar
Maybe but I doubt it
Hairy knuckled fists and Stella red mists
To Burberry loincloth outfit.

It’s a Saturday night and the girls are on sight
sitting in the chunder
Kebab on chin, mixing with the sin
Virginities asunder.
Have we really moved along, from chastity to thong
Has it been a million miles?
From the enigmatic grin of da Vinci’s whim
To today’s cocaine smiles.
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A Saturday Night Lament

Contributed by MatthewKerna on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 04:21:09 AM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry

It’s a Saturday night when the boys come out to fight
And a parity is born
Between Neanderthal man and the alco-pop fan
This is the brainless norm
Have we come so far, from the cave to the bar
Maybe but I doubt it
Hairy knuckled fists and Stella red mists
To Burberry loincloth outfit.

It’s a Saturday night and the girls are on sight
sitting in the chunder
Kebab on chin, mixing with the sin
Virginities asunder.
Have we really moved along, from chastity to thong
Has it been a million miles?
From the enigmatic grin of da Vinci’s whim
To today’s cocaine smiles.

Copyright Â© MatthewKerna ... [ 2010-10-24 04:21:09]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 05:21:52 AM AEST
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Matthew,

great social observation. Probably not as acerbic as I would have put it, but then my criticques always have a smidgen of envy in them, anway.

True, sometimes it feels like we haven't progressed that far at all, or that at least in certain acts, we are taking a profound step backwards.

Spike

Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by duff on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 06:09:09 AM AEST
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Great piece of writing. It's full of wit and charm and made for a nice read.

take care
duff

Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by Fern on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 07:46:43 AM AEST
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Seems like you are being very philosophical about the direction youth is headed and how innocent youth was- maybe not so long ago? I can't determine yet from reading this piece whether you're ok with things the way they are or not. Seems you might be simply making some observations that border on sarcasm. Not sure. I'll continue reading it. Don't tell me what the poem is REALLY saying though...if you do, I might not enjoy it or look at it in the same way again. Best left to my own interpretations. BOTTOM LINE: a really well-crafted and intelligently writen poem. Wow! You are very very VERY good at expressing your most innermoast thoughts, speculations and observations-very articulate. I'm impressed. Write on, good buddy!!! For all of us to enjoy...

Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 02:57:51 PM AEST
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That ol hanging out and the games we play
are
truly fascinating.
Good Topic
well Done.

Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by thebadguy9999 on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 05:18:41 PM AEST
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nice

Re: A Saturday Night Lament (User Rating: 1 )
by RowenM on Sunday, 24th October 2010 @ 05:30:53 PM AEST
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The reality of our world couldn't have been better critiqued than this!
Incredible!

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