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Snowballs
If I could borrow from the future
And Id spend it with you, darling, in a very special
Id treat you to a sundae on a saturday afternoon
And wed spend the night together throwing snowballs at the moon
Wed be aiming high and wed be aiming low,
Winding up together, lord, and lettin them snowballs go
And after every throw wed share a little kiss
Make sweet love together every time wed miss
Oh Id like to meet the artist who painted up the sky
And Id ask him what that color was he brushed against your eyes
And could he paint a picture of two lovers in one balloon
Who go flying off together to throw snowballs at the moon
Wed be aiming high, wed be aiming low
Winding up together, lord and letting them snowballs go
And after every throw wed share a little kiss
Make sweet love together everytime wed miss
If we could stop the world from spinning take it nice and slow I bet that we could hit once just before we go
But we keep aiming high, we keep aiming low chorus
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Riding With Cats Eyes Nine Lives
riding with cats eyes nine lives
riding in dark or moonlight
riding in cloud shadow or rain
riding with a lucky stars roll
riding at speed in night magic
hitting judder bars in darkness
hitting judder bars hard fast
hitting judder bars all alone
hitting judder bars straight on
hitting judder bars at speed
is heightened airborne rush
is riding racing death in night
is riding in night fed wonder
is heightened seconds flying
is ready road rocket launch pad
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Hitting Ali in the body or on the arms was like hitting a piece of cement.
quote by Ken Norton
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The Olympic
There were ten on run in a race,
Many aiming for Gold, Silver or Bronze.
Others were there, hard in their tries
Not to finish the tenth. It is Olympic.
There were ten teams in a contest,
Each aiming for the three medals.
Others were there to give their best
Not to finish the last. It is Olympic.
How fought and not who got
Is the game of Olympic
16.09.2000, Pkmd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It's not hard. When I'm not hitting, I don't hit nobody. But when I'm hitting, I hit anybody.
quote by Willie Mays
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Hitting a baseball well, as in cricket, is a very rare skill. One of most difficult things to do in the world to do, hitting a ball coming at you at ninety miles an hour with a round bat. Wonderful to watch.
quote by Peter Tork
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Storm...
i remember
i did not stop the car
as i brace myself
for the well announced
storm
large drops of rain
hitting the windshield
there is no
road visible
lightning and thunder
hitting the trees
with a flash of
ghostly images
i was always
ready
i had no one
and no one
had me....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I'm not hitting, I don't hit nobody. But, when I'm hitting, I hit anybody.
quote by Willie Mays
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I never blame myself when I'm not hitting. I just blame the bat and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn't my fault that I'm not hitting, how can I get mad at myself?
quote by Yogi Berra
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I never blame myself when I'm not hitting. I just blame the bat and if it keeps up, I change bats. After all, if I know it isn't my fault that I'm not hitting, how can I get mad at myself
quote by Yogi Berra
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Yeah, she was hitting me hard. She was drunk and she was hitting me hard.
quote by David Gest
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Flowing Water
Water doesn't stop flowing
Even in uncertainty where there's nothing.
And nobody to him is directing,
Amidst of these, he's still aiming.
He doesn't care where to go
'Coz he trust with the flow
He even doesn't know
That stagnation impedes him to go
Flowing, flowing, flowing
The only thing he is doing
But it doesn't stop him from hoping
To get the precious thing is aiming
To reach the sea is his victory
The simplest wish that makes him happy
'Coz attaining this is not so easy
To complete this precious journey.
(August 8, 2011)
poem by Rene Tinquilan
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Art Of Heartbreak
Music: j. allen
Lyrics: hall/s. allen/j. allen
Try to ignore the twisted side
We kiss and we hiss at the same time
Dont you know some things just dont blow away
Youve been this way before, but the cuts just seem to hurt me more
Could be a reason for the difference...
Youve been practicing
The art of heartbreak
Practing
The art of heartbreak
Anticipating what shes aching for
Im being edgy leave her wanting more
Anyone might think wed rather be alone
Yeah, shes been cut before by sharp things Ive been saying so long
I cant believe the way she takes it
Ive been practicing
The art of heartbreak
Practicing
The art of heartbreak
Why do we make it hard, been hitting back and forth for so long
What are we aiming at, theres no score in love
I bet a million bucks she knows but wont let up on me, so
Ive just decided to stop
Practicing the art of heartbreak
Practicing
The art of heartbreak
Weve been practicing
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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There is hard hitting, but the hitting is not nearly as hard as it used to be.
Kanye West
Mr. Best fresher then the rest gotta rock the vest
because niggas fouling out and aiming for his chest
took his last breath on his first step to greatness when
he step into that car unknown fans thought he was
gone until Jesus walked with him three years on in just
being his cocky self again got tried of being fresh every morn
in the Chi been cashin out since he was born so Mr. Best
move to the heart of the city New York City with big brother
H.O.V.A now if Mr. Best can rap about being the best
well might I say when I wake good morning
world because I'm a champion I wonder if I never
knew about Mr. Best would’ve I learned what don’t
kill me only make me stronger now I’m living that
good life and my boys can’t tell me nothing little
brother coming up faster then them now he hitting
these chicks like he working with Barry Bonds bat
do you know what it mean to go to graduation after
you dropout of college two times in row go club 40/40
were all the drunk and hot girls be at trying to find
star under the flashing lights now Mr. Best how can
you be loyal in a room full of hoe’s he reply I gave
them everything I am now they gotta watch me and
old new chick go to homecoming with big brother and become
king of the Roc-A-Fella you see the glory my moms
prayed for me to get.! !
poem by Randy Bullocks
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Slight not what's near through aiming at what's far.
Slight not what's near, while aiming at what's far.
Bouts With Hard Knocks
I wish I did awaken to become intelligent and wise.
As if a crawling on my knees and facing emotional turmoil,
Would have been prevented.
And those experiences did not attached themselves,
To a mind in a head addicted to hitting against walls.
Or fists hitting up against bricks,
And having bouts with hard knocks.
If 'only' I knew I was intelligent and wise,
My life would have been a lot easier.
And I would not have been left so scarred...
Damaged and a bit bruised,
But on the road to recovery with patience and years...
Under my belt.
Or in my head!
Wherever that patience I keep treasured is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Echoing Sounds Of The Ocean Waves
I LISTEN TO THE ECHOING SOUNDS
OF THE OCEAN WAVES HITTING THE SHORE
AND THE SEAGULS FLYING DOWN
TRYING TO CATCH MORE
WHILE MOUNTAINS SEEM SO FAR
AND THE PEOPLE ON THERE SAIL BOATS WAVING
NOT KNOWING WHO YOU ARE
AND TIME DON'T MOVE THE HOURS STAND STILL
WHEN YOUR OUT IN THE OCEAN ENJOYING THE AIR
NOW THE SWEET BREEZE RUFFLES YOUR HAIR
BUT YOU DON'T CARE
YOUR JUST LETTING YOUR SELF BE FREE
JUST LISTENING TO ECHOING SOUNDS
OF THE OCEAN WAVES HITTING THE SHORE
poem by Bruce Martone
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Back In The Loop
Time has come to get the troops back together
No ones cruising for a bruising
Its a landslide, cant die
Time to get whats coming to me
Time to let things go
There is no way to stop the yellow danger
Time has come for you
Cause Im back....
Back! cause Im back.....back!
Im back......back! cause Im back......back!
Snap out of it now
Were back in the loop and its time to move on
Were aiming for all or nothing now
Were back in the loop and its time to go on
For us it is all or nothing now
Who are you? friend or foe?
Now leave your sorrows all behind
This aint enugh, hanging tough
Now you must make up your mind
We cant stay down, we have to leave
There is no place for us to hide, so this is it
Youve been warned now either join or step aside
Cause Im back
Back! cause Im back.....back!
Snap out of it now
Were back in the loop and its time to move on
Were aiming for all or nothing now
Were back in the loop and its time to go on
For us it is all or nothing now
Back with a vengeance
song performed by by E-type
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