Brianland

.   The Boys Who Grew From Northern Lands for my dad — Vern Victor Hassett From playing hockey with homegrown pucks, To riding in the back of pick-up trucks, Under cloudless, beating prairie skies, Chasing the girls with the prettiest eyes, Riding the roads from farm to boomtown, Working the land from Rose to […]

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The Royal Woods of Cassady County   . All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Rode through these woods and back again They cut down the trees all over the land But chopping this forest was strictly banned The king must have  his galloping grounds And live surrounded by chirping sounds So over […]

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A Shakespearean Cassady   . A month of rain in 12 hours can’t dampen the Spirit of a lifetime of experience or the experience of a lifetime. Two compatible souls a generation apart, Somehow related, somehow unjaded, somehow not faded, Still giggling unburdened, still freely unherded, Two jazz cats still flowing, still riffing, still reading […]

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The Ballad of the Profiteers   . You’re suckin’ on / your money’s teat, When nothin’s left / for folks to eat, You’re livin’ high / down on Wall Street, Crushin’ dreams / beneath your feet. How come it is / and why it’s not, The biggest thieves / are never caught, When all you […]

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Here’s a bunch of online video clips . Here’s my YouTube Channel   —   BrianHassettVideos   — https://www.youtube.com/user/BrianHassettVideos/videos “Brian is the horse of a different color you’ve heard so much about.”                                                     […]

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Where  Wayward  Jekylls Hyde The  Mighty  Bama-Rama  Rap                                                                                 by Brian Hassett, Sept. ‘08     Like tonight is the night, the Barack is The Rock, And “change” is The Word, and the voice has been heard, . And the heart is on the drums, and passion’s playin’ […]

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[performance poem] . I was sittin’ on my roof in New Orleans, When george bush came by sellin’ re-fried beans; Now, “I’m a man of means, by no means,” So he took ‘em back, Said, “Fuck you, Jack. You gotta have coin, and not live in a shack, in any country that I attack.” And […]

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Happy B Day to The Big C! A girl so nice you had to C her twice! It’s the Big Sea at Big Sur! And finding the sacred rocks to reflect, and seeing the glistening gems shine thru the crashing waves of life with you. I saw the best minds of my generation get buzzed […]

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. Love  Is     . Love is missing someone             when they leave the room                         just for a minute   Love is living in an electric 3-D high-resolution wide-screen technicolor heaven             after living in a world of out-of-focus rabbit-ears                         in blurry black & white   Love is hugging the other person’s pillow in […]

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