Poet's Corner Drop off Your Poetry and We’1ll put it in. Imagine Imagine there’s no heaven (it’s easy if you try) no hell below us above us only sky. Imagine all the people livin’ for today Imagine there’s no countries it isn’t hard to do nothin’ to kill or die for and no religion too. Imagine all the people livin’ life in peace you may say l’ma dreamer but I’m not the only one | hope someday you'll join us and the world will be a one. Imagine no posses- sions | wonder if you can no need for greed or hunger a brotherhood of man. Imagine all the people - sharing all the world you may say I'ma dreamer but I’m not the only one | hope someday you'll '|- join us and the world will live as one. IP's Word of the Week This week’s word is ‘comb tooth phase cancellation’, an obscure term that comes to us from the lexicon of production. What does it mean? A: When your comb is worn out and you have to throw it away. You have to toss it man. B: An intensely complex physics theory that states that given a comb tooth pattern, wave- forms will conform to the inverse square law, thus resulting in cancellation. C: When two microphone diaphragms are the same distance from each other that they are from the sound source, causes modulation in the wave form. D: I33t skillz. ‘Aqeq sauoydoioiws ay} ynoge |e Sj iD waMsuy ECLIPSED STEAL A KISS FROM YOU, BUT YOU HAVE ECLIPSED THAT TOO. TRY TO GET AROUND THE SHADOW THROWN BY YOU, LONGING FOR A SMILE, HOPING TO LOVE YOU, BUT IT SEEMS, THAT YOU'VE ECLIPSED THAT TOO. ECLIPSED AGAIN, NOTHING SHINES WITHIN, BUT YOU. TO BE CLOSE, IS NEAR IMPOSSIBLE, FOR YOU TO HAVE ECLIPSED THAT TOO. STANDING COLD IN THE SUN, IN THE SHADOW OF THE MOON, TO WANT TO TOUCH, TO D. LUSSIER A POEM heouT SHEEP BY TREVOR .... | SHEEP ARE FLUFFY ANO Nice | SPECIALLY WITH LEMON ANO ICE [ Like SHEEP - | THEY ARE DOULE AND CALM | You CAN GRIND THEM UP GRIND ue AND MAKE LIP BALM THEY OON'T ANNE LICE SHEEPHEMRDERS PRE CLEAN You Know WHERE THEY'VE Been BUT STAY AWAY FROM THE SHRUBBERY ,., THERE'S BOUNO TO BE BUGGCERY.