Don't be foolish and awe struck, because foolishness is telling but cursing doesn't hit home.
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Don't be foolish! because foolishness hits the mark and cursing doesn't.
It Is a Luxury Sometimes
I can be foolish.
And can do foolish things
Knowing what I do is a bit foolish.
It is a luxury sometimes I use.
But there has been times,
My foolishness has been mistaken...
For stupidity and ignorance.
And my portrayal of foolishness,
When I decide it should end...
Becomes interpreted,
As someone who has lost much sense.
And I must admit,
At times when that occurs...
I'm not trying to find it either.
Or senselessly defend,
Whatever it is that offends...
That I may say and is heard.
That is why I don't encourage,
Being tested at my expense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Opposing Sex
The Widows of Ashur
Are loud in their wailing:
'No longer the 'masher'
Sees Widows of Ashur!'
So each is a lasher
Of Man's smallest failing.
The Widows of Ashur
Are loud in their wailing.
The Cave of Adullam,
That home of reviling
No wooing can gull 'em
In Cave of Adullam.
No angel can lull 'em
To cease their defiling
The Cave of Adullam,
That home of reviling.
At men they are cursing
The Widows of Ashur;
Themselves, too, for nursing
The men they are cursing.
The praise they're rehearsing
Of every slasher
At men. _They_ are cursing
The Widows of Ashur.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Come Home
COME HOME (WONDER YEARS)
performed by: Debbie Gibson
written by : Deborah Gibson
Well that phone doesn't ring when you want it to
And it isn't your dream on the line
It's just dad telling mom to have dinner without him
'Cause he won't be coming home on time
Well there's always that dance to escape to
But that doesn't always work out
You don't have a date; you're not going alone
Isn't it nice to know you can still come home?
Well you don't have too many friends to speak of
But a best one is all that you need - oh
Growing up so strong but you're not made of stone
Isn't it nice to come home?
In the real world you're not always welcome
And love's not forgive and forget
It's a cruel world without understanding
And little one it's not over yet
Well you never can trust a strange
So he may as well give up his fight - oh
Your best friend's waiting in the living room
So go on and kiss them good night
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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People do not wish to appear foolish; to avoid the appearance of foolishness, they are willing to remain actually fools.
quote by Alice Walker
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IF I Wished to Kiss Your Lips
That's absolutely foolish of you,
To believe I would have 'no' opinion...
After telling you twice,
I wish I could see more of your eyes.
I think they are beautiful.
But those eyelashes.
They are much too long.
If the flies are using them to land...
AND take off as if you provide them with,
A runway.
And I am looking at this as if,
You are pretending not to notice it.
And you expect me not to express my opinion?
That's absolutely foolish of you,
To believe I would have 'no' opinion...
After telling you twice,
I wish I could see more of your eyes.
I think they are beautiful.
I do.
I said nothing about you,
Having too much makeup on.
Did I?
However,
IF I wished to kiss your lips...
I wouldn't know whether or not,
I should first make a reservation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Of Course I Like You
Don't be foolish.
Of course I like you.
Do you think I'd waste my time,
Arguing and cursing someone else?
Someone I did not know?
Who else but 'you',
Can get on my nerves the way you do?
Think about it!
Now...
Are you going to get back into the car?
Or are you going to walk?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Colonialism Of The Heart
And then
There comes a day
when one passes the other
as one among the crowd
Come one may
as a polite guest
gently knocking
at the walls of the heart
The politeness leads
to little closeness
and then to occupying the heart
something similar to
fanon's theory of colonialism!
There comes a day
once again in a different way
where the knock fades into thin air
and the foolish heart
keeps hearing every sound
as that gentle knock
that still reverberates the walls
And when the foolishness
gives a hard stare
into the now empty eyes
that's when the ground under the feet
caves in as if an earthquake
Easier to realize the foolishness
difficult to come to terms!
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Halloweed Be My Name
Gather round right now
And hear me whisper
The words of the prison
The words of laughter
The lords and the ladies
Were fixing their hair-dos
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
Come all you sinners
Come now in your glory
And my ears will listen
To your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up
You're sure on your way down
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
Sluts and the hookers
Have taken your money
The queens are out dancing
But now it's not funny
'Cause there goes one walkin'
Away with your sonny
Cursing their lovers
Cursing the Bible
Hallow-ed by my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallow-ed by my name
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Hallowed Be My Name
Gather round right now and hear me whisper
The words of the prison, the words of laughter
The lords and the ladies were fixing their hairdos
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
Come all you sinners, come now in your glory
And my ears will listen to your dirty stories
You're fighting to go up cause you're on your way down
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
Ahhahaha...
Sluts and the hookers have taken your money
The queens are out dancing, but now they're not funny
Cause there goes one walkin' away with your sonny
Cursing their lovers, cursing the bible
Hallowed by my name
Yelling at fathers, screaming at mothers
Hallowed by my name
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Goodbye, Farewell, and Amen
She's been misty eyed all day
Her son is going so far away
It's hard; hates telling him goodbye
Praying he doesn't die
She held him all through the night
Her man telling her it'll be all right
It's hard; can't bid him farewell
Praying that he stays well
She kissed him on the cheek
Her daddy could hardly speak
It's hard; he's off to Afghanistan
Praying he comes home again
Amen
poem by Charles Hancock
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The foolish and wicked practice of profane cursing and swearing is a vice so mean and low that every person of sense and character detests and despises it.
quote by George Washington
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I Wish To Get Paid For The Publicity
I have been mentally harrassed.
And my mind has been taken,
To inapproriate places.
Leaving my imagination...
To become,
Touched with such a disturbing hold...
I can not sleep peacefully at night,
With unsolicited thoughts...
I have never had before.
'And...
When exactly did this happen,
To merit your charges against...
The defendant? '
It doesn't matter.
It happened.
And besides a wealth of media coverage,
I desire my accusations to pay for a life of leisure...
I am due,
Just for having the audacity to make such ridiculous claims.
Enough.
Let's get down to business.
'And you expect us to find fault with the defendant,
Based upon your foolishness?
You are relying on the public,
To be the judge and jury? '
I expect my 'foolishness',
As you put it...
To be as legitimate as the rest of the 'foolishness',
That has today become prioritized.
AND...
Judge and jury courting whatever the laws may be,
I wish to get paid for the publicity coming to you FREE...
Since I alone created to generate overwhelming TV ratings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My home is in you
A home
Doesn’t have four corner post
To call it a home and to stand on its own
As long as your love is strong
I don’t need that four corner post
A home
Doesn’t have four big walls
To call it a home and to protect me when nature calls
As long as your arms is around me
I don’t need those four big walls
A home
Doesn’t have to be in an isolated place
To call it a home and to find a solemn inner peace
As long as I have you near me
I don’t have to be in an isolated place
A home
Doesn’t have to constructed materially
To find all the comfort and call it a home
As long as I have you and your love
I don’t need to built a home for my home is in you
12.18.05
poem by Sweet Seven
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Surrender The Rain
Written by lindsey buckingham.
Oh you foolish pretender
Somebodys calling your name
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
All those colors are changing
The chance wont come again
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
Fly, fly away home
Fly, or youll turn to stone
Oh, you foolish pretender
Why do you remain?
Foolish pretender, oh wont you surrender
The rain, the rain?
Silence of stone
Memory of shame
Fly away home
Surrender the rein
Surrender the reign
Surrender the rain
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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Once I had a secret love
My foolish heart
Once had a secret love
On this computer
It was so foolish
My secret love and i
The secret lover
So secret, we do not
Even know each other.
Once I had a secret love
My foolishness is not a secret anymore.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Its only a foolish man that doesn't plan for death. And more foolish if he fails to plan for the after life.
Joseph C Ogbonna (13 March 2018)
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
12.52hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Even if certain rogue countries do things we wish nobody did, it doesn't necessarily mean that their foolishness should justify our following suit.