| They're gone. You
won't find a single one.
They've been extinct for some time. Oh, every so often you'll hear one survived In some wild and exotic clime, But it's nonsense, pure
and simple.
Hence, I'm quite certain
there are none left.
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| Their trade was in the
arts and crafts —
Their sculpture beyond belief. Their paintings and illustrations Brought the abstract to bold relief. Actors, they were, and
writers,
Throughout the world,
their poetry enhanced,
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| No single horn sounded
a warning,
When the earth began to buck And the seas, to rise toward burning skies On the day disaster struck. Winter on winter with
never a sun,
Beyond their most awful
imaginings,
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| Then on came War, all
blood and gore,
Pestilence, on a famished steed, Death rode triumphant in their wake And leading them all was Greed! Dark ages, then.
Men surrendered their souls
And so, in the end, it
has fallen to us,
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© 1973 by the Media Board of California State Polytechnic University, Pomona, CA 91768 |
| In 1972, Stormy Forest Records, (Mark Roth and Ritchie Havens) optioned "THE LORI" for a TV Special to be performed by Travis and animated under his supervision at Universal. Mark recorded a "coffee house performance" by Travis of his songs and poetry at the old MGM recording studio on Fairfax Avenue in Hollywood. Travis wrote the treatment, but the option lapsed without result, so when Travis exercised his GI Bill to go "back to school" at Cal Poly, Pomona in Spring of 1973, he offered "The Lori" and "The Peerless Goth" to the school magazine, which published them with the understanding that the only rights granted were for the single publication and that all other rights, including the copyright, would remain the property of Travis Edward Pike. It was an unusual arrangement, but then, Travis was not the usual scholar! |
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