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Rich Man
The rich man has his motor-car,
His country and his town estate.
He smokes a fifty-cent cigar
And jeers at Fate.
He frivols through the livelong day,
He knows not Poverty, her pinch.
His lot seems light, his heart seems gay;
He has a cinch.
Yet though my lamp burns low and dim,
Though I must slave for livelihood—
Think you that I would change with him?
You bet I would!
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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By the yard, life is hard. By the inch, it's a cinch.
Creating a Limerick’s a cinch.
I’ve dashed them off in a pinch.
But my wife, I’m afraid
Snide comments she’s made.
Why must she be such a Grinch?
quote by by Roger Gordon
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To-night I am going to take a party to the headquarters of the fire department, where I have a cinch on the captain, a very nice fellow, who is unusually grateful for something I wrote about him and his men. They are going to do the Still Alarm act for me.
quote by Richard H. Davis
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Poorspective
T. Tim was a rich man
he could afford a crutch
His dad's alive and has a job
although he claims not much
Mid-class is a cinch, man
when you can afford a home
you make enough for taxes
and ride the wave of Rome
poem by Poet Dragon
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Just A-Sittin' And A-Rockin'
I don't go out walking
I ain't for no talking
My baby's done left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
If i had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
He'd never have left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Sittin all day without holding my baby
Makes me so blue and sad
If he don't hurry and come back
It's a cinch to drive me mad
Now if i don't find him
I hope you'll remind him
That i'm staying where he left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
All day
Don't go out a walking
And i for no talking
My baby's done left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
All day
If i had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
He'd never have left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Sittin all day without holding my baby
I miss my lonely papa
If he don't hurry and come back
It's a cinch to, i'll blow my toppa
Now if i don't find him
I hope you'll remind him
That i'm staying where he left me
Just a sittin' and a rockin'
Rockin' and a sittin'
Sittin' and a rockin'
All day
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Visible, The Untrue
Yes, I being
the terrible puppet of my dreams, shall
lavish this on you-
the dense mine of the orchid, split in two.
And the fingernails that cinch such
environs?
And what about the staunch neighbor tabulations,
with all their zest for doom?
I'm wearing badges
that cancel all your kindness. Forthright
I watch the silver Zeppelin
destroy the sky. To
stir your confidence?
To rouse what sanctions-?
The silver strophe… the canto
bright with myth… Such
distances leap landward without
evil smile. And, as for me….
The window weight throbs in its blind
partition. To extinguish what I have of faith.
Yes, light. And it is always
always, always the eternal rainbow
And it is always the day, the farewell day unkind.
poem by Harold Hart Crane
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Just A-sittin & A-rockin
I dont go out walking
I aint for no talking
My babys done left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
If I had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
Hed never have left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Sittin all day without holding my baby
Makes me so blue and sad
If he dont hurry and come back
Its a cinch to drive me mad
Now if I dont find him
I hope youll remind him
That Im staying where he left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
All day
Dont go out a walking
And I for no talking
My babys done left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
All day
If I had been scheming
Instead of just dreaming
Hed never have left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Sittin all day without holding my baby
I miss my lonely papa
If he dont hurry and come back
Its a cinch to, Ill blow my toppa
Now if I dont find him
I hope youll remind him
That Im staying where he left me
Just a sittin and a rockin
Rockin and a sittin
Sittin and a rockin
All day
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Light
Light that can be kind. Light that can smell sweet. Light that can be soft.
Light that can be porcelain. Light that can be silent. Light that can speak.
Light that can hold many colors. Light that can be romantic. Light that can be harsh.
Light that can be cold. Light that can be warm. Light that can be dry.
Light that can be loud. Light that can be love. Light that can be faith.
Light that can be full of strength. Light that can be pure. Light that can be dark.
Light that can be fragile. Light that can be crazy. Light that can be weird.
Light that can be old. Light that can be new. Light that can be inbetween.
Light that can be swift. Light that can be sharp. Light that can wonder.
Light that can be insane. Light that can be smooth. Light that can dream.
Light that can be free. Light that can be everlasting. Light that can be wild.
Light that is the lord. Light that is Jesus. Light that is holy.
Light that is the trinity. Light that can belong. Light that can be fast.
Light that can sing. Light that is the holy ghost. Light that is the Bible.
Light that can be a mith. Light that can be still. Light that can be different.
Light that can be hole. Light that can be true. Light that can be whimsical.
Light that can be bright. Light that can be formed. Light that is blessed.
Light that can be full of presence. Light that can tell a story. Light that can be intelligent.
Light that is like no other!
poem by Shania K. Younce
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White Eggs And Brown Eggs
White eggs and brown eggs of this world,
Who the cap fits must surely wear it;
Because, not all what is seen are real as they are.
Pinch, inch, winch, cinch, finch;
Use the hand gloves to protect any injuries!
For the place of the purchase of your love is like,
The depending facts of the mind! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Days Of Rust
Dirty money
Washed rich
Suck my honey
Its a cinch
Use your delusions
To get ahead
Im not faking
A single breath
You say these days are made of rust
Counted out
Counted out in loss
Ive got plans to prove them wrong
I got manners
Like a comedy
If you push too hard
Its a thin veneer
Got the new deal
Its like a wish
See me wanting
All of this
song performed by by INXS
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How Is That Exactly?
A women told me today to move on with my life.
I don't know if I ever can.
I don't know if I ever will.
Maybe not in so many words.
But still.
And time to continues to stand.
Not giving an inch.
If it was only such a cinch.
Self esteem, fades then your okay.
Suddenly your brave and need no one.
Dependence is a reflection of either needs or love.
And sometimes both.
Being alone purifies the soul.
In a way only a monk or hermit could ever understand.
Oh or social outcast.
A freak of nature.
The awe inspiring beast.
Looks don't attract but turn away.
But in a different way.
He's a criminal, sorry mam but I've never had even parking ticket.
Yet you see me trying make it quickly across a red light.
I'm surprised she didn't scream officer saying I was going try to rape her.
Just plain selfishness.
Why would I ever look for that.
When I had something so much better, lost it, and ran.
I was so scared.
Now I just don't care.
A mask of many faces.
A face full of all different colored braces.
Maybe it's my fathers fault that I try to hold my self to a higher standard.
I mean running around 13 or 14 kids surely don't help.
I understand why I feel the way I do.
But I don't know how to fix me.
Tell me how is that exactly?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Light From The Creator
// light from the creator //
Let there be light
In the inner soul
In the eyes, into the blood
Light, light, Light, light, Light, light
Light every where in the body,
Light, light in the vein,
In the brain, in the present
To enlighten the darkness
In the deep darken hearts,
Light comes Light comes
To cross the light years.
Light comes to align with
The whole Universe.
21 august,2012, bb.
poem by Baki Nasrullah
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Piano-Light's Haku
To Walter Marchetti.
Musica da camera n.182,1989/2011.
Piano light light light
Light light light light light light light
Light light light and night
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Light?
Have you ever wounderd from where light came
If the wondering of light is just a game
If light is playing a trick on our eyes
If light is just a bunch of lies
If light has a tempreture cold as ice
If light is actually hot as rice
If light can run around the room
If light will lead us to our doom
If light can catch a traveling ball
If light can hear our pleading call
If light needs us to see ing the dark
If light can produce a menacing bark
If light can flow as fast as sound
If light is only on earth bound
If light can take a human form
If light can get caught up ina storm
I often wonder what light can do
but its secrets are not for me and you
poem by Samantha Ridley
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Light Is
Light is the breaking of dawn
Light is the load when you are just born
Light is a place without any fear
Light is when your lover is near
Light is a heart that's open and free
Light is a place where truth you can see
Light is a feeling that's good
Light is when everything's clear, understood
Light is the absence of dark
Light is a summer picnic in a beautiful park
Light is just simply walking on air
Light is what makes the shine in her hair
Light is what warms and what feeds
Light is not having any more needs
Light is a magical feeling inside
Light is the side of the street to reside
Light is always and always will be
Light is what joins us, him, you and me
Light Is.
poem by David Taylor
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Light.
Light me a light any kind of light,
Just shine its beam into my darkest night,
For like a child I stay up in fright,
So light me a light any light tonight.
Candlelight, moonlight any light is just right,
For in that light I might find my might!
Don’t sing me a song, don’t hold me tight,
Just light me a light, any light tonight.
Light me a light to assist my sight,
Just my naked eye darkness cannot fight,
So before darkness gets a chance to bite,
Light me a light any kind of light.
Flickering, glaring or outright bright,
I don’t care what kind just light me a light,
All I need is darkness away tonight,
So light me a light any kind of light.
poem by Barak Al'Mondia
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Light
Brings hopes in the life, light
Travels with a greater might, light
Gives vision to many eyes, light
A colorful horizon on eastside, light
Seems coming form the heights, light
Over comes evils of the night, light
To the darkness it always strikes, light
Faster than any flight, light
For many beings it is a diet, light
Thunder seems snatching sight, light
Rainbow is at wide, light
Spreads everywhere at sunrise, light
Over sky all white, light
Gives impact always bright, light
Shows path, put on right, light
If one thinks it is a life, light
poem by Zaibar Zee
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Without Light
Without Light
Without Light, what would drive away the darkness?
Without Light, would there still be life?
Without Light, would there still be love?
Without Light, would trees still grow?
Without Light, would flowers still bloom?
Without Light, would there still be a sunrise?
Without Light, would there still be a sunset?
Without Light, would we still see the stars?
Without Light, would we still see the moon?
Without Light, would we still have hope?
By Christopher Tye
poem by Christopher Tye
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Holiday Shopping
Holiday shopping, is an extremely
tedious chore! You get up early in
the morning, to wait on line, until
the department stores open their
door! It's a mad rush, everyone
pushing and scrambling around.
People running all over the place,
looking for that bargain, to be
found. This year, I made a list for
everybody, it really should turn out
to be a cinch. I hope I choose
wisely, I don't ever want, to be
called, a grinch! Many hours have
passed, I think I did pretty well. My
head is starting to ache, from the
ringing, of Santas bell! I guess I
really had it, I accomplished, what
I set out to do. Now, it's back to the
car, I'm heading for home. Thank
goodness, my shopping, is through!
poem by Audrey Heller
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