...Similar to the way the word, "motherfucker", rolls off the tongue and fits written in so many ways to express???, this particular verse from the poem....

"Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore --
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."

did this cat not know how to rap??!
He had the iambic-pentametrical, drug-abuse thing dowwwn in 1845, you think what his stage name would be today??!....

>Read this first as a kiddie, then was reminded from Walken's first screen hit "The Dead Zone", when he quoted it as a tutor to the hockey popsicle kid...

Great drug-addled writin', by any era's standards......

The paradigm must change, before the power-players' will end their bullshit....enjoy the fruits of their control, until they really fuck up....like, come out of hiding-

They always say that the cockroach will probably survive a nuclear holocaust....so may the elite...

The Empire never died...just got smarter and more elusive

Pity they use idiots like our so-called, world leaders, as mouthpieces....

Conspiracy nut you say?? Nope, just a realistic, sensible, meat popsicle.

Hail The Goyim, Hail the sheep;
For they afford the powers' keep:
The next Boston Tea Party, should be held at World Bank Headquarters....with High Explosives, and frozen drinks, with little umbrellas!
Seriously, do any of you see a better way??? Politics as usual, will net the world...DICK!

And what qualifies as a kruposift so far?

Underaged girls lasciviously licking popsicles and an office worker on a very sad and sordid backyard bender.

The little perks of being a steady source of comments.

The Gong Show is infamous for several especially salacious escapades. The most memorable was an act called "Have You Got a Nickel" (better known as "The Popsicle Twins"), which consisted of two women, made up to look like teenaged girls, sitting on stage and provocatively sucking Popsicles while the song "I'm in the Mood for Love" played. According to Barris in an interview years later, the censors would regularly nix acts that he thought were safe enough to air. So, he made it a point to submit acts to the censors that were totally over the line so that some of the questionable ones would slip through. The Popsicle Twins was, in Chuck's mind, totally over the line and he submitted it as a stalking horse. While legend has it the Popsicle Twins were only seen on the East Coast because the switchboards were flooded with complaints as soon as it aired, and edited out before broadcasts in other time zones - it was, in fact, seen on the West Coast. Jaye P. Morgan wouldn't allow either of the other 2 judges to hit the Gong & when the girls finished - she said "That's how I got started." The Gong Show Movie includes ten seconds of footage from this act.

Another watershed moment was when Jaye P. Morgan ripped off her top and exposed her breasts while Gene Gene was dancing. Supposedly, that act resulted in Ms. Morgan's firing from the show. Like the Popsicle Twins, this can also be seen in The Gong Show Movie.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Gong_Show#Show_format

Incidentally, if you're never read Confessions of a Dangerous Mind or seen the movie version directed by George Clooney, I highly recommend picking them both up. Barris is actually a really funny, smart, and talented guy.

those are colors, like in a popsicle, not races.....besides
dat what it called, bruh!? lemme guess, the downvote is from the part when mooney mimics the cabbie's accent? Oh sheit, I just assumed he was a cabbie because he was middle eastern and standing by a car!! I so un-pee-cee.

This boy needs to grow the hell up.

You know I'm about to move into one of those little quaint slices of nowhere pretty soon cause my hubby's job. Hamlet/Rockingham, NC. The first house finding trip I took was grim. Nothing. Hardly any of the business I've come to rely upon to get the things I need for my family. I have two children you see.

How far out of the area was I going to have to drive in order to shop for the things we need? 1 hour? to Raleigh? 1 1/2 to Charlotte?

You could imagine my relief to see a Walmart Superstore there later that day. For 24 hours a day, I can get anything a family basically needs.

To those folks living in those small towns where they roll the sidewalks up a 8:00 p.m., I'd like this little wide eyed spoiled college boy all filled up with unrealistic childhood idealism tell me where I'm going to find children's advil, tylenol cold, puffs plus, favorite juice, popsicles, soup, and electric blanket at 3 a.m. when my little boy wakes up in pain from his fever and cold..?

Sam Walton is a genius, because unlike this pipplely welp that only has to worry about whether to finish his term paper that weekend or go skiing, there was an entepreneur that understands the needs of average family. He has the basic needs of the family met...and at decent prices... 24 hours a day. God bless him, damnit!

I want to see this kid married one day w/ a baby. I bet you he'll be charging in Walmart one night wearing jeans, no socks w/ sneakers, pajama top under coat to get diapers, humidifier, ear drops or ointments and some kotex. He'll remember his cute little student film bitching about this symbol of encroaching capitalism...this evil empire. He might even pick up a coke and tabloid paper on his way out.