Gluttony is not a secret vice.
quote by Orson Welles
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Hypocrisy is the most difficult and nerve-racking vice that any man can pursue; it needs an unceasing vigilance and a rare detachment of spirit. It cannot, like adultery or gluttony, be practised at spare moments; it is a whole-time job.
quote by W. Somerset Maugham
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A cruel beast
Corruption,
A vice so loved.
The voiceless,
Suffer in its hands.
The powerful,
Feast its fruits,
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Land,
From it emanate.
Mansions,
Like mushroom they sprout.
Cars,
Like bees they swarm.
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Poverty,
A son to it has become,
Who,
A by-product is,
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
Mercy,
To it is rubbish,
Prosperity,
In its mind constantly dwells.
Corruption,
A vice so evil.
poem by Michael Wamalwa
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Gluttony and I
I have Gluttony's appetite!
my calories intoxicate.
Food plumps my mental wit;
eating slight dulls merriment.
Fill my tankard now!
Let Gluttony abound!
Heave comestibles round my plate!
Obscure my seat mates stick-thin bags of bones.
I vowed at 35 to then forsake
the premature death self-denial brings.
At death, in a coffin large, perhaps,
no one will shame or condemn me
simply because I ate my fill
and bedded down with Gluttony.
No one will say at my Wake
'My he looks beautifully thin'
rather I fully expect
they'll ignore the matter of weight
and comment 'Humm. he looks real good dead.'
So I ask why should I restrict
my draught and food intake?
I hear the cat-calls
and pleas all around
'Keep eating that way and you will put your health at
risk'
Maybe, but, we will all someday,
in life, check out through double doors on high
I for one want to order first
a burger and some fries!
Put there, too, in stone
my final epithet;
'He had a good time-
Ate Everything In Sight.'
PS. While others at the funeral
debate the yang and ying
slip over by my coffin top
won't you
some spicy chicken wings!
When they bury me,
ignore those munching sounds
you hear
below the coffin closed.
Some caviar, an aperitif
at work, I suspect
the happy traveler!
Remember this:
'Misunderstood he was
and, too, dear friend Gluttony.'
So Gluttony smuttony.
Who gives a care?
Pass me friend the large ladle
and an hour from now
all of this
will go to the wind!
Gluttony, Gluttony
friend to the end!
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Secret Life Of Arabia
The secret life of arabia
Secret secrets never seen
Secret secrets ever green
I was running at the speed of life
Through mornings thoughts and fantasies
Then I saw your eyes at the cross fades
Secret secrets never seen
Secret secrets ever green
The secret life of arabia
Never here never seen
Secret life ever green
The secret life of arabia
You must see the movie the sand in my eyes
I walk through a desert song when the heroine dies
Arabia (secret secret)
Arabia (secret)
Arabia (secret secret)
Arabia
Arabia (secret secret)
Arabia
Arabia (secret secret)
Arabia
Arabia (secret secret)
Arabia
Arabia (secret secret)
The secret life of arabia
Never here never seen
Secret life ever green
song performed by by David Bowie
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The Fly
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon}
Y' know I don't see you when she walks in the room
It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
It's no secret that a liar won't believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell another person
So I'm telling you... child
Low Voice:
A man will beg
A man will craw
On the sheer face of love
Like a fly on a wall
It's no secret at all
It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal
song performed by by U2
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Come From Under the Trappings
Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need,
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!
Come from under the trappings.
Let your beliefs,
Remove the strangle hold and squeeze...
Placed upon the young.
Those that have followed you into darkness,
And have shielded from the Sun!
Those you have fed,
All the misdeeds...
That have blocked and shunned!
Come from under those trappings done.
They are shutting off your breath.
And speeding up your untimely death!
Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!
You might as well!
They are being released from you physically!
Now...
It is time to remove yourself from that grind.
Come from under the trappings.
And find yourself that peace that awaits!
Those trappings can not define,
The quality of life when one has peace of mind!
Come from under the trappings.
Come from under your need
To feed your gluttony.
Your needs to be strapped,
To that which can not touch you back!
Come from under the trappings!
There is much more to your life,
Than that!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secrets 2
And this secret is a humdinger.
This secret is an anaconda. It is the Great American Secret.
All other secrets beside it would seem trifles-
would be shamed back into their coops;
this is a secret of the most delicate sort
concerning as it does a certain person from the Bourse
(a junior vice-president for the firm of Valentino
who is generally acknowleged a non-pareil)
in relative standing to a friend of our dear friend Larry
A secret of treble import and viral ongoingness.
guarded still, but for the solvent of strong drink
and confided me by Carl-his be the shame.
This secret bothers me now-
Barks, bays, rattles its chain,
Paces, ticks the bars with its tin, making itself a nuisance, wanting out.
insisting itself innocent.
Can the secret be blamelessly outed
in the eyes of, say, Fate?
I recall now once having read
in I forget which codex anticus
the sanctioned conditions, strict extenuations,
purifications, dispensations,
rites obscure and rubric byzantine, etcetera,
which can exonerate the teller
forced into a secret's needful disclosure:
conditions manifold and arcane,
pertaining to all secrets,
which may be essentially all
boiled down to three types
according to their natures.
First, secrets of State...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Dipped and Greasy
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Many praying that the buffet will stay.
Many praying that they'll find another way,
To supply more condiments...
And remove the after dinner mints.
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy...
Fingers licked from overeating.
They're dipped and greasy,
From a gluttony treated.
And...
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy fingers licked...
Are slowly from us fading.
And those lips smacked,
Are begging for the buffet.
But a gluttony once loved...
Is slowly from us fading away.
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
Dipped and greasy,
Are those days licked...
Fading away!
They once were licked with ease,
But those fingers have no buffet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secret Heart
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Secret heart what are you made of?
What are you so afraid of?
Could it be three simple words
Or the fear of being overheard
What's wrong?
Let her in on your secret heart
Secret heart, why so mysterious?
Why so secret, why so serious?
Maybe you're just acting tough
Maybe you're just not bad enough
What's wrong?
Let her in on your secret heart
(Bridge) 2x
This very secret you're trying to conceal
Is the very same one you're dying to reveal
Go tell her how you feel
Secret heart come out and share it
This loneliness, few can bear it
Could it have something to do with
Admitting that you just can't
Go through it alone?
Let her in on your secret heart
Let her in on your secret heart
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Mrs. Sibley
The secret of the stars, -- gravitation.
The secret of the earth, -- layers of rock.
The secret of the soil, -- to receive seed.
The secret of the seed, -- the germ.
The secret of man, -- the sower.
The secret of woman, -- the soil.
My secret: Under a mound that you shall never find.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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The law courts must appear as a threatening gesture toward secret vice. The bank must declare: here your money is secure and well looked after by honest people.
quote by Adolf Loos
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To Be Candid With You....
everyone is looking for
that secret garden
with a fountain or spring
where eternal youth can
be taken
everyone is finding a clue
to that perfect hue
something to subdue, and only for the few
that perfect chew
everyone wants to write
the perfect rhyme of a poem
that gluttony of fame
the avarice of shame
today, i take courage in
facing everyone
to tell them
candidly, that there is no such thing
as a secret garden
or that eternal youth of fountain or spring
nothing about a perfect clue to
a perfect hue,
no such thing as a perfect chew
no such thing too as a perfect poem
with that perfect rhyme
there is only you,
always searching,
the imperfect one, always looking for something
that is not you
that is not here
you are you,
you are not perfect
you get old,
and then you die and
then you're gone
that is the truth,
and there is no other.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the midst of vice we are in virtue, and vice versa.
quote by Samuel Butler
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No Secret Friend
I have a secret friend
No it's not what you think
My friend's not a secret
Nor is the secrets he keeps
You see he keeps his heart
On the table with me
But the rest of the world
It's secrets they see
My no secret friend
wears a joker's mask
But I can see the truth
the real, the past
My no secret friend says
his intentions are true
My no secret friend says
he has feelings for me
Does my no secret friend
have secret desires
Time will tell but till then
this moment is ours
poem by Patti Wilburn
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Let's not talk so much about vice. I'm against vice in all forms.
quote by John F. Kennedy
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Secret Lover
Who you talkin' to baby?
Its been a long, long while
And was she worth it though baby?
Cos she dont got my style
Where you going to lover?
And is she going with you?
Everybodys been clued in
They know what you do.
Wa-Oh, Everybody wants to take a ride
Wa-Oh, But it seems sometimes your on my mind.
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover boy
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover.
Where you runnin' to honey?
I think id like to know
And did you see yourself baby
On my T.V. show?
Did i embarass you honey?
You were my John Doe
It doesnt seem like you loved me
And i dont care to know.
Wa-Oh, Everybody wants to take a ride
Wa-Oh, but it seems sometimes your on my mind.
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover boy
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover.
I want the world
I want the whole world
I want to lock it up all in my pocket
Its my bar of chocolate!
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover boy
Secret lover, Boy, My secret lover.(x2)
song performed by by Kelly Osbourne
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J' Accuse, ' Of Vice and Men
Of Vice and Men.
Here in my pen,
There is so much to say,
The same old song,
Man's got it wrong,
He cannot find his way.
The Conquering Lie,
Time does defy,
We're all caught in the Web,
No matter how the people try,
They'll never get ahead.
The Tribal Chief,
Promotes our grief,
Democracy defies,
Unjustly does he hide the Truth,
To better, Tyrannize.
Man's History, a mystery,
Of fiction and of lies,
Of Demagogues, and Red-eyed Rouges,
Where Liberty just dies!
Uncivilized, we still remain,
Is war a way of life?
Can Man only perpetuate,
Unhappiness and strife?
It's time to Stop,
War, murder, drop,
The innocent despair,
The Lives are lost,
Dictators, boast,
And who is there to care?
Of Vice and Men,
And Wars and Lies,
There's still so much to say,
We realize, that man just tries,
But Evil has it's way.
Of Vice and Men and Men and mice,
One day we shall recall,
That men were mice,
With so much Vice,
and that finished us All.
poem by Sandra Feldman
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Sonnet- You Can't Have Opposites
When vice and virtues are but parallel lines,
The former moves backward, latter forward;
No one can take the mixture of such wines;
No one can be both fish and also bird.
There ain't a hybrid of vice and virtues;
There ain't a place where both of them can meet;
Just one and only one, a man must choose;
You can't have Heaven's joy and Hell's great heat.
The virtuous way is like climbing a hill;
The road to vice is like slipping from one;
While God rewards Heaven as former's bill,
The latter, yields hell's eternal fire-den!
One can't be both a good and bad a man;
You try to have Heaven and hell, how can?
poem by John Celes
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Can you keep a secret?
I ask you
I will test you
About my loneliness
It is a secret
That I keep
And I want to share
It with you
If you can keep
A secret
You cannot
Keep a secret
Today a friend
Calls
911
For me
And so
my loneliness
Has spread
From one mouth
To another
Throughout the world
And all my friends
And acquaintances
Call today
Telling me
We share the same secrets
But I am lonelier
ever
I have another secret
That I can no longer
Share with you
You cannot keep a secret
You never knew
what delicate means
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Secrets
Can you keep a secret?
I ask you
I will test you
About my loneliness
It is a secret
That I keep
And I want to share
It with you
If you can keep
A secret
You cannot
Keep a secret
Today a friend
Calls
911
For me
And so
my loneliness
Has spread
From one mouth
To another
Throughout the world
And all my friends
And acquaintances
Call today
Telling me
We share the same secrets
But I am lonelier
ever
I have another secret
That I can no longer
Share with you
You cannot keep a secret
You never knew
what delicate means
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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