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Before you make a friend, eat a pack of salt with him.

Dutch proverbs
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Crash On The Levee (Down In The Flood)

Crash on the levee, mama
Water's gonna overflow
Swamp's gonna rise
No boat's gonna row
Now, you can train on down
To Williams Point
You can bust your feet
You can rock this joint
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.
Now, don't you try an' move me
You're just gonna lose
There's a crash on the levee
And mama, you've been refused
Well, it's sugar for sugar
And salt for salt
If you go down in the flood
It's gonna be your own fault
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.
Well, that high tide's risin'
Mama, don't you let me down
Pack up your suitcase
Mama, don't you make a sound
Now, it's king for king
Queen for queen
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now ?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Pack It Up & Go

Ive got to sympathize
You run with all the rest
Youve kept on moving but never got the best
And all our yesterdays go sailing out of view
I know theres something left hope you can make it through
Pack it up and go, pack it up and go,
Leftover from the show, just pack it up and go
You made the impact back in 1969
But now move over friend I think youve had your time
And all our yesterdays go sailing out of view
I know there something left, hope you can make it through
Pack it up and go, pack it up and go, left over from the show just pack it up and go
--instrumental ---
And all our yesterdays go sailing know theres something left
Hope you can make it through
* instrumental ending ---

song performed by by Ufo
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Down In The Flood

Crash on the levee, mama,
Waters gonna overflow,
Swamps gonna rise,
No boats gonna row.
Now, you can train on down
To williams point,
You can bust your feet,
You can rock this joint.
But oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.
Now, dont you try an move me,
Youre just gonna lose.
Theres a crash on the levee
And, mama, youve been refused.
Well, its sugar for sugar
And salt for salt,
If you go down in the flood,
Its gonna be your own fault.
Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.
Well, that high tides risin,
Mama, dont you let me down.
Pack up your suitcase,
Mama, dont you make a sound.
Now, its king for king,
Queen for queen,
Its gonna be the meanest flood
That anybodys seen.
Oh mama, aint you gonna miss your best friend now?
Yes, youre gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Run With The Pack

You never give me my money
you only give me your sympathy
cause I keep on running
there Is no way to catch up with me
I'm leaving you
don't make no fuss
you want even see me oh no for dust
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
you try to keep me In cages
but baby you got to catch me first
you think your law Is contagious
I'll do my best you can do your worst
I'm leaving you
now who can I trust
you want even see me oh no for dust
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
I'm running with the pack, running with the pack
I'm running with the pack, never looking back
you can hold me now......
On my own way, running with the pack
never never looking back
keep on running, keep on running
movin on, movin on

song performed by by Bad Company
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Agony

And in spoonful oil
Kitchen is busy frying
Mustard and lentils two tablespoons each
And chillies hundred grams
And a pack of cigar or raw tobacco
In added two tablespoons of oil
Then to grind with lemon size tamarind, salt
To make tobacco chutney

And the water soaked tobacco
Kitchen is busy grinding
With salt and cashews handful
To make balls, be deep fried in oil
Be added to a masala tomato puree
To make tobacco kofta curry

And to the cooked rice
Kitchen is busy seasoning
With fried clove, cardamom, and cinnamon
Onion and ginger-garlic paste, salt
Sauted well with flavoured tobacco
Then to garnish with cut cigar pieces
To make tobacco biryani

Tobacco chutney, tobacco curry
Tobacco biryani..what next..
Forgotten Kitchen hurrying
To make more koftas
Be put in sugar syrup
To make tobacco jamuns

Then you see, exhausted Kitchen
Under the wildly running fan rests
Wildly coughing out
Her heart despite its rapidness
Awaiting patiently her lover
Who's been chained to her delicious cooking

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Bones

Sling me under the sea.
Pack me down in the salt and wet.
No farmer’s plow shall touch my bones.
No Hamlet hold my jaws and speak
How jokes are gone and empty is my mouth.
Long, green-eyed scavengers shall pick my eyes,
Purple fish play hide-and-seek,
And I shall be song of thunder, crash of sea,
Down on the floors of salt and wet.
Sling me … under the sea.

poem by Carl Sandburg
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Six Pack Girls

Gonna find some girls tonight
My friday night has washed away
Beer bong has me wandering around
The girls that look like drugs and alcohol
Six pack girls,
Six pack girls
Six pack girls
Six pack
So you pick her up and you bring her home
And you think about it for a while
Wake up the next morning and sure enough
Its not two girls!
Version 2
Go to work, and then go to bed your friday night,
Has washed away your bummed out,
About your work cause youve already put in,
Your thousand hours theyre all
Six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Six pack
So you pick her up,
And you bring her home
You take her out,
And thats all youre alone,
And you want it sure
Enough your, stuck with her theyre all
Six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Theyre all six pack girls,
Six pack

song performed by by NOFX
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Before you make a friend eat a peck of salt with him.

Dutch proverbs
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Before you make a friend, eat a bushel of salt with him.

Romanian proverbs
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It is as difficult to win love as it is to pack salt in pine needles.

Myanmaran proverbs
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Light, Salt and Love

Friend, let the Light God put inside, be a witness that’s not denied.
Witness for The Lord Jesus Christ; a witness of your newfound life.
Friend as you walk through the night, allow others to see your light.
Light received from The Lord above, so that we can share His Love.

A life witness is what men need, when God’s Word they don’t heed,
In our life, these men need to see, the Light of Christ not you or me.
Allow your life be living proof, of the changing power of God’s Truth.
Your walk of Truth may just inspire, men to make Christ their desire.

Is your new life attractive to those, who hear The Word and oppose?
They oppose The Truth you proclaim, refusing to embrace His name.
Every opportunity that we approach, we need to be above reproach,
So we don’t bring the Savior shame, when we witness in His Name.

We are told to be Salt and Light, as witness for men lost in the night.
And salt must maintain its flavor, to draw other men unto The Savior.
It is when the saltiness we lose, that our witness by others is abused.
Friend your salt is only useful then, to be trampled under foot by men.

Love is how all men will know us, and The One we have come to trust.
For it was God’s Love for all men, that sent His Son to be condemned.
Condemned upon a wicked cross; in order to save a world that’s lost.
So allow your love to shine my friend, so Christ can become their end.

poem by Bob Gotti
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The Ballad of the Carpet Bag

Ho! Darkies, don't you hear dose voters cryin'
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must get to de Poll, you must get there flyin';
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must travel by de road, you must travel by de train,
And the things what you've done you will have to explain,
And the things what you've promised, you must promise 'em again.
Pack dat carpet bag!
Hear dem voters callin!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!

You must pack up a volume of Coghlan's Figures,
Pack dat carpet bag!
And a lot o' little jokes to amuse those niggers.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must wheedle all de gals with a twinkle of your eye,
You must bob down your head when de eggs begin to fly.
Oh! those eggs what they're saving, and they'll throw 'em by and by.
Pack dat carpet bag!

Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!

You must get upon a stump, you must practise speakin',
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must follow Georgie Reid or Alfred Deakin.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must come to de scratch, or you're bound to fail,
For it ain't any time to be sittin' on de rail,
Or de votes that you'll get -- they won't keep you out o' jail.
Pack dat carpet bag!

Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!

And supposin' that you're beat, and you feel like cryin',
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must hustle back to work -- just to keep from dyin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!
You must travel second-class when you travel by de train,
For you haven't got a pass on de end of your chain,
While the other fellow's packing for de great campaign.
Pack dat carpet bag!

Hear dem voters callin'!
Pack de clean boiled rag.
For there's grass in the west, and the rain am fallin'.
Pack dat carpet bag!

poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Dont Let Him Steel Your Heart Away

You were lonely and you needed a friend
And he was there at the right time with the right smile
Just a shoulder to lean on
Someone to tell you itll all work out alright
Dont let him steal your heart away
No, dont let him steal your heart away
Dont let him steal your heart away
No, dont let him steal your heart away
You can look at him the way you did me
And hold him close say youre never letting go
But any fool can see youre fooling yourself
But you aint fooling me
So dont let him steal your heart away
No, dont let him steal your heart away
And dont pack my suitcase, Ill be back
And dont take my pictures off a the wall
Oh, did you hear me?
Dont let him change a thing cos Ill be back
Jus tell him to pack his things and get out of your life
And just give me one more chance
Ill show you Im right, Im right
cos Ive been thinking and I know it was me leaving you lonely
But hoping you could be strong
But could you look at me straight
Tell me what else can I do but say I was wrong?
So dont let him steal your heart away
No, dont let him steal your heart away
Well hes gonna try to make it work for you
Make you think your whole lifes been leading to this
But whatever you do
Think about me and dont be fooled by his kiss
And dont let him steal your heart away
Please, dont let him steal your heart away
And dont pack my suitcase, Ill be back
And dont take my pictures off a your wall
Oh, did you hear me?
Dont let him change a thing cos Ill be back
Jus tell him to pack his things and get out of your life
And just give me one more chance
Ill show you Im right
You know Im right
You were lonely and you needed a friend
And he was there at the right time with the right smile
Just a shoulder to lean on
Someone to say dont you worry itll all be alright
But hes no good for you
Hell make you think your whole lifes been leading to this
And whatever you do
Think about me, oh, and dont be fooled by his kiss

song performed by by Phil Collins
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Dont Let Him Steal Your Heart Away

song performed by by Phil Collins
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A True Friend

A true friend
A true friend is the one who picks you up when you fall
A true friend is one that won't lie
A true friend is there when you call
A true friend is there when you want to die
A true friend knows just what to say
A true friend won't care what other people think
A true friend will help you find your way
A true friend will make sure you don't sink
A true friend will help you choose your path
A true friend will know when something is wrong
A true friend has to sometimes face your wrath
A true friend makes you feel like you belong
A true friend

poem by Ashley Reese
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A Friend LikeYou

A friend like you is like no other friend
A friend like you is a friend I don't regret meeting
A friend like you is like a friend I can't scream at or fight with
A friend like you is like having no worries in my life
A friend like you is a friend that I don't want to lose
A friend like you is like being in comfort all day
A friend like you is a friend I always wanted
A friend like you is awesomely awesome
A friend like you is random and funny
A friend like you is a friend that I love to death and I will never let go
A friend like you is a friend I can tell all my secrets to
A friend like you..
A friend like you is like the little sister I've always wanted
A friend that I can go to tell them what's wrong
A friend like you is like having no dark days because you brighten them up
A friend like you is a friend that opens up my eyes and helps me avoid bad things
A friend like you is a type of friend that laughs at dumb things I say or do
A friend like you is a friend I am proud to call my best friend...

poem by Shubham Kumar
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True freinds

A true friend will hug you
A true friend will kick you in the ass
A true friend will wipe your tears
A true friend will create them
A true friend will make you feel good
A true friend will make you hurt
A true friend will listen
A true friend will answer
A true friend will come often
A true friend will come less often

A true friend will not stab you in the back
then pull the knife out and ask for forgiveness

A true friend will always be true
and ask nothing of you but freindship

Its not the party that matters
its not the food that matters
its not the vacations
its not the valubles
its the people your with
and when thats fully relized
true freindship has been achived

poem by Vincent Armone
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Tast malt

Salt is
more in food
Asalt the food...

Salt is
Low in food
Tung out...!

Salt is salt
Tasty malt...?

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Water Closet

We are in the water closet
adjacent perpendicular mirrors
you sink ninety degrees on vertical
teeth brushing body bent axis horizontal

Mmmhhhh...
yes
oral hygiene stimulate arousal cleansing

You are bending brushing bristling
backside tattoo target inviting

I behind you lust limb salivating
stalk to sweep fine bristles beating
scrubbing swaying brushing
I sweep swayed toward for following

Your call mating instincts answer
spring pounce prey posterior
as I the deviant disciplinarian to wallop
my wonderful water closet trollop

How I so delight sight anticpatory
you bracing administration's imagining
whoop-wallop deviant deliciously
spontaneous training demented delivery

Pack! Pa-pack!
Pa-pack -a- pack PACT! !

Such a sweetest slapping rapping