Song meme from wintercreek

I think this meme was aiming to produce something along the lines of a serialist composition--something that doesn't really make sense¹, but is nevertheless recognizable as some form of music. It failed mightily in my case.

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and then write down the first line of each of the first twenty songs. Post the 'poem' that results. The first line of the twenty-first song is the title. Punctuate as necessary.

I left out instrumentals and, after the first line, songs in foreign languages, because I got tired of googling the lyrics. My iTunes appears to have an addiction to poems set to music, songs by Irish artists, and combinations of the above. It also appears to like Yeats as much as I do.²

When it rains it snows in this prairie town

Beati quorum via integra est--
These are days you remember.

I woke up and wished that I was dead.
My name is Ariel and I want to be free;
I don't know what you're looking for.
She's a girl in the world.

(There's a potent time-trap on the eastern end of the Western Reserve.)

Down by the Salley Gardens, my love and I did meet.
Remember how it used to be...
Would you like to meet my new friend?

The violets were scenting the woods, Maggie.
Beloved, gaze in thine own heart--
Forty years since you washed ashore.

If the last thing I see is your face;
I dreamt a dream on an earthly night.
Winter comes around, and he knows he is homebound.
Don't argue amongst yourselves.

My love is like a red, red rose
—Crazy, how it feels tonight—
I came to this city a brave and broken girl.


...Yeah. Um, the last line is interesting in relation to the title?

¹ Sorry, Sarah.

² None of this could possibly be because roughly half of my library consists of songs that could reasonably be described with the vague term "Celtic." None at all.

Ficlet: "Tools of the Trade" [dS/Bones crossover, G, humor/crack]

Um. You know how two weeks ago I made a post about Brennan and Booth being the updated version of Fraser and RayV?

Title: Tools of the Trade
Author: icepixie
Rating: G, possibly for Gross. Also for Gen.
Spoilers: None for either series.
Word Count: 500
Summary: Fraser teaches Brennan a new trick for fighting crime. RayV and Booth are long-suffering. There is vastly illogical police procedure included.
Dedication: For rowdycamels, who gave me the idea.

( Crack!ficlet )

And with that, my paper-editing break is over...