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She purred a song, she smiled a while,
She came from far. A thousandth mile,
She shined, and asked to play,
We went to watch, she begged to stay,
We ran, we sighed, we built, we laughed,
We flew, we rode our joyous craft.
As far as the Ubermen go.

Way up in the white sky,
Too high for a man’s eye,
We swim and we let go,
She’s free and learning to fly.

She dines to sounds of moral science,
She solves away the eastern signs,
The sages wait in endless line
She reads, she sees, she knows the mind
Days of sun appear as if the neon age is near,
It glides, it shines, it is insane, Sci-fi chic, it knows no pain.

Look up into white sky,
you sing aloft good-bye,
You jump, and then you run,
So dreamy the Ubermen fly.

(Inspired by DB)



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The following comments are for "The Ubermen"
by Teflon

Good poem
Lots of good expressions (?) here. "The neon age is near". The Ubermen sounds like a Devo-style band, but I guess it's not.

( Posted by: DrKilldare [Member] On: July 23, 2004 )

Ubermen fly



Teflon, I really enjoyed reading this and singing it to a little made-up tune in my head.

Good job!


Melinda

( Posted by: Serenem [Member] On: July 23, 2004 )

sharp of you:
In our house it is a song. A bit of an anthem and a celebration, the kind you want to sing when you load up the car and take off for a vacation.

( Posted by: Teflon [Member] On: July 25, 2004 )





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