hehehe monster. Your bad is good.

All it needs now is a beret, a bongo drum accompaniment, and bad personal hygiene, and you're a professional poet!

Very nice... I'm reminded of a saying.... most English professors have a novel in them.

And that's a good place for it.

Yup. apparently everyone has a novel in them and is entitled to 15 minutes of fame.

Probably the most charitable act your average individual can commit is to donate their 15 minutes to someone needy and take their novel to the grave

Well, I don't have a novel.

However, there is a mediocre web comic in here somewhere. But don't worry; I'm slowly starving it to death.

Oh yes, I'm sure you have your very own Bob the Angry Flower in ya.

Poets (and lyricists), if you must rhyme, the following combinations are forbidden:

* yearn / spurn / burn
* love / dove
* people / steeple (Yes, I know there is nothing else that rhymes with people. You will need to rephrase.)
* baby / maybe

There may be others. The committee for the prevention of trite banality will make regular announcements. Thank you.

cry / die

unrequited / reunited

The Rembrandts did a lyric that makes me spontaneously vomit

Don't let me go, sweet Virginia
Darling let me in ya
In your heart

If they hadn't added that last line tag it would be unforgivable. And if they didn't have the most awesome and weird harmonies in it.

Whereas Neil Finn's audacity in I Got You was one of the first things that singled him out for me:

Look at you, you're a pagaent
You're everything, that I've imagined

Trust me - it's beautiful within the confines of the song.

Oh wow, one of my favorite songs that I never hear, then when I do I'm like...oh wow! :)

Somebody or other (Cole Porter? ??) did a lyric where the singer is bored with all the retreaded love songs, and sings... "la la la la Moon... la la la la June."

Oooh! And cowboy boots, chickens, and a vegetarian vegetable garden!

Just found a Pearl Jam cover of said song!
He mangles the words. Like with a combine harvester!
Sigh, ad-lib Shakespeare why don't you?
A good effort at the intensity though.

ETA

Subsequently found the real thing. Yes, of course it's dated now. But forgive the theatrics - it's still spooky-good paranoid songwriting. And he's my hero so shush anyway xxx