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When you see anyone complaining of such and such a person's ill-nature and bad temper, know that the complainant is bad-tempered, forasmuch as he speaks ill of that bad-tempered person, because he alone is good-tempered who is quietly forbearing towards the bad-tempered and ill-natured.
Scarred for life
Scarred for life, no one would know
Broken inside, her self esteem so low
Scarred for life, inside & out
No one hears, her silence so loud
Scarred for life, blade against her skin
Pain feels so good, just another sin
Scarred for life, covered bruises
Fight after fight, her dad never loses
Scarred for life, so torn up inside
All these lies, too many tears she cried
Scarred for life, these will never heal
Knife in her back, pain is all she feels
Scarred for life, will this feeling ever fade
No friends left, only a blade
Scarred for life, she has to stay strong
Music's all she has, this story is her song.
poem by Scout Kerr
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Hardened And Tempered
I once was forsaken
Broken and blind
I was lost in the darkness
I was lost in my mind
Hardened and tempered
Refined of all dross
Hardened and tempered
Whatever the cost
And then I found Jesus
Now forever I'll be
Bathed in your beauty
Closer to thee
Hardened and tempered
And only for thee
Hardened and tempered
To thine arms I flee
poem by Frank McEleny
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Scared
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared
Im scared, so scared
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared
As the years roll away
And the price that I paid
And the straws slips away
You dont have to suffer
It is what it is
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred
Im scarred, uh huh
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred
Every day of my life
I just manage to survive
I just wanna stay alive
You dont have to worry
In heaven or hell
Just dance to the music
You do it so well, well, well!
Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me
I guess I knew it right from the start
Sing out about love and peace
Dont wanna see the red raw meat
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart
Im tired, Im tired, Im tired
Of being so alone
No place to call my own
Like a rollin stone
song performed by by Lennon John
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Scared
-sneaky!
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared,
Im scared, so scared.
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared,
As the years roll away,
And the price that I paid
And the straws slip away.
You dont have to suffer,
It is what it is.
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred,
Im scarred, oh no.
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred,
Evry day of my life,
I just manage to survive,
I just wanna stay alive.
You dont have to worry
In heaven or hell.
Just dance to the music,
You do it so well, well, well!
Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me,
I guess I knew it right from the start.
Sing out about love and peace,
Dont wanna see the red raw meat,
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart.
Im tired, Im tired, Im tired
Of being so alone.
No place to call my home,
Like a rolling stone.
Stand even!
Wow!
Hey, yeah!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Scared
-sneaky!
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared,
Im scared, so scared.
Im scared, Im scared, Im scared,
As the years roll away,
And the price that I paid
And the straws slip away.
You dont have to suffer,
It is what it is.
No bell book or candle
Can get you out of this, oh no!
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred,
Im scarred, oh no.
Im scarred, Im scarred, Im scarred,
Evry day of my life,
I just manage to survive,
I just wanna stay alive.
You dont have to worry
In heaven or hell.
Just dance to the music,
You do it so well, well, well!
Hatred and jealousy, gonna be the death of me,
I guess I knew it right from the start.
Sing out about love and peace,
Dont wanna see the red raw meat,
The green eyed goddamn straight from your heart.
Im tired, Im tired, Im tired
Of being so alone.
No place to call my home,
Like a rolling stone.
Stand even!
Wow!
Hey, yeah!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Nose
No one cares for the nose
To go nose straight is the tao
If there were no eyes
You could see better with your nose
If there were no nose
you wouldnot distinguish the sweet from the bitter
And there would be no value judgements in the world
And it is the nose that keeps you hot in the cold
And that keeps you cold in Jakodabad
The nose is the vigilant customs officer
That does not allow any drug to your lungs
And the nose cannot be bribed
Oh Nose! the customs officer of the body
And the pivot of value judgement in the world
If that name thou love
Remain with us and teach the noseless world
That it must have a nose in this wartorn world
He who knows the greatness of nose
Surely goes to the realm of rose
In the life to come
Hurrah Let us compose hymns to nose
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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Sun Crazy Sun
sun crazy sun
very disobedient and ill-tempered
unwilling to listen
to shine not too hot and not scorch the earth
and bad-tempered with its flares
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Liberalism is trust of the people, tempered by prudence; conservatism, distrust of people, tempered by fear.
quote by William Gladstone
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Liberalism is trust of the people tempered by prudence. Conservatism is distrust of the people tempered by fear.
quote by William E. Gladstone
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Gone Too Far
Kelly stands by the water
With a gun in her hand
She won't believe in the future
In a world made by man
There's nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
With so much to say and no time
Have we gone too far?
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Joseph stands in the desert
With a gun in his hand
Brother still killing brother
Cold within this eastern land
There's nowhere to run
There's nowhere to hide
With so much to do and no time
Have we gone too far?
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Gone too far
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
There must be some other way
A hundred years from green to grey
Close my eyes I'm safe today
Blindly fade away
Gone too far
In a world so scarred
Have we gone too far?
Dream away
Dream away
song performed by by Asia
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Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face
Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.
Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.
Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.
Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.
Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place--
be glad your nose is on your face!
poem by Jack Prelutsky
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Why Do You Bob Your Nose, Girl ?
(kinky friedman)
Why do you bob your nose, girls, it does not look so nice,
If it' s just to keep in fashion, it's not the lord's advice.
Well, you mangle mother nature and brave the lord's command
You care about your nose, girls, and reach the glory land.
Why do you bob your nose, girls, it's not the thing to do,
Run with that nose and some day the lord may say to you:
You naughty little booger, you honky tonkin' hose
But at least i'm glad for one thing: you'sll never bob your nose.
song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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There was an Old Man with a nose,
Who said, 'If you choose to suppose,
That my nose is too long,
You are certainly wrong!'
That remarkable Man with a nose.
by Edward Lear from A Book of Nonsense (1846)
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O! What a nose!
People talk about a running nose
I'm talking about a long facial cargo
She’s got a nose longer than my longest toes
With a mission of being nosy as time goes
Please don’t get close
When she discloses
Her loud snoring doze
Don’t be like the heroes
Goodness gracious
O! What a nose!
Goodness gracious
What a precious nose pose!
Painted as red as a romantic rose
Standing long like my garden pipe hose
And as she sniffs, sneezes and exposes
I cannot help thinking of Pinocchio’s nose
Goodness gracious
O! What a nose!
Goodness gracious
Red and long when it snows
And this nose is nosy
She can smell a rat, cat or a bat
When you are getting cozy
In your one bedroom flat
O! What a nose!
In and out juice flows
And when she smells the air
They all cannot help but stare
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Nose Is Growing Old
Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
say it's true.
I'm 31
and my nose is growing
old.
It starts about 1/2
an inch
below the bridge
and strolls geriatrically
down
for another inch or so:
stopping.
Fortunately, the rest
of the nose is comparatively
young.
I wonder if girls
will want me with an
old nose.
I can hear them now
the heartless bitches!
"He's cute
but his nose
is old."
poem by Richard Brautigan
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A freudian slip (who nose?)
I want to clear this matter up some way
And at the same time make my point
That love note I sent you the other day?
The one that got your nose all out of joint?
I think I simply typed too fast
And didn’t say what I meant to say
Not …“I like your huge, turnip nose”…
But “I like your cute turned up nose”
Was What I really meant to say
poem by David Whalen
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Turned-up nose
I want to clear this matter up some way
And at the same time make my point
That love note I sent you the other day?
The one that got your nose all out of joint?
I think I simply typed too fast
And didn’t say what I meant to say
Not …“I like your huge, turnip nose”…
But “I like your cute turned up nose”
Was What I really meant to say
poem by David Whalen
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Gotta Bad Nose Job
Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
Bah,
Babbay...
And when I sleep.
Bah,
Babbay...
My dreams get to leaping.
Bah,
Babbay...
And you know...
I am up to pace the floor.
'Cause I know,
You know...
I gotta bad nose job!
Bah
Bababy...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know,
I gotta bad nose job!
Bah bah bah babbay,
You brought the Moon.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Stars.
Bah,
Babbay...
You brought the Sun,
Right into my heart!
And you know...
I know you know,
I gotta bad nose job!
Yes I know you know...
I've got that bad nose job!
'You wanna put some 'salsa'
On that 'lemon merange'?
Do ya!
For your rhythmic pleasure?
Do ya?
And seal it with a French kiss?
Do ya? '
Yes I know...
You KNOW,
I've got that bad nose job.
Bah babbay...
Yes I've got it.
Bah babbay...
Yes I do.
Bah babbay...
Yes I've got it.
And you know it too.
Yes I know...
You KNOW I've-got-that BAD nose job!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Long-Nosed Fair
Once on a time I fair Dorinda kiss'd,
Whose nose was too distinguish'd to be miss'd;
My dear, says I, I fain would kiss you closer,
But tho' your lips say aye--your nose says, no, Sir.--
The maid was equally to fun inclin'd,
And plac'd her lovely lily-hand behind;
Here, swain, she cry'd, may'st thou securely kiss,
Where there's no nose to interrupt thy bliss.
poem by Christopher Smart
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