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Pals
Take a hold now
On the silver handles here,
Six silver handles,
One for each of his old pals.
Take hold
And lift him down the stairs,
Put him on the rollers
Over the floor of the hearse.
Take him on the last haul,
To the cold straight house,
The level even house,
To the last house of all.
The dead say nothing
And the dead know much
And the dead hold under their tongues
A locked-up story.
poem by Carl Sandburg

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Everything has two handles,--one by which it may be borne another by which it cannot.
The team which handles the pressure best, carries the day.
quote by Imran Khan

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He that handles thorns shall prick his fingers.

The Cupboard
Mother: What's in that cupboard, Mary?
Mary: Which cupboard, mother dear?
Mother: The cupboard of red mahogany
With handles shining clear.
Mary: That cupboard, dearest mother,
With shining crystal handles?
There's nought inside but rags and jags
And yellow tallow candles.
Mother: What's in that cupboard, Mary?
Mary: Which cupboard, mother mine?
Mother: That cupboard stands in your sunny chamber,
The silver corners shine.
Mary: There's nothing there inside, mother,
But wool and thread and flax,
And bits of faded silk and velvet
And candles of white wax.
Mother: What's in that cupboard, Mary?
And this time tell me true.
Mary: White clothes for an unborn baby, mother..
But what's the truth to you?
poem by Robert Graves

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How one handles success or failure is determined by their early childhood.
quote by Harold Ramis

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The fact that I was a bachelor provided two opportunities or two handles that they might get on me, namely, girls or boys.
quote by Vernon A. Walters

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There are few better measures of the concern a society has for its individual members and its own well being than the way it handles criminals.
quote by Ramsey Clark

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I take little bits and pieces of ideas that I may or may not believe in but I give them to this character and he runs with them. I have fun with however he handles the situation.
quote by Jhonen Vasquez

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If you were a pirate, you know what would be the one thing that would really make you mad Treasure chests with no handles. How the hell are you supposed to carry it
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts

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Pushin' & Shovin'
I could love her if she were a Rolls Royce
But she handles like a model - T
So get her in high gear, she can't stay here with me
At show time she'll be in the front row
And she'll try to put the make on me
Her friends will all laugh
While their instamatics flash
Will you see me all meanwhile
And she'll push and she'll shove and I'll smile
If you cast a glance in her direction
She's sure to wrap herself around your knees
She's always pushin' and shovin' at me
She can't control herself, it seems she's fallen off a shelf
And I can only say, Why me
And she'll push and she'll shove desperately
I could love her if she were a Rolls Royce
But she handles like a model - T
So get her in high gear, she can't stay here with me
If you cast a glance in her direction
She's sure to wrap herself around your knees
She's always pushin' and shovin' at me
Pushin' and shovin'
Pushin' and shovin'
Pushin' and shovin' me
song performed by by Bryan Adams

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I stand on the sidewalk watching it because the responsibility is mine and I must, I take a very firm hold on the handles of the baby carriage and I wheel it into the traffic.
quote by Grace Abbott

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Pushing One Leg Anne
Push me
through the avenue of trees
Anne said
I'm pissed off with the kids
asking how I lost my leg
and so you pushed
the wheelchair
along the avenue
out of sight of others
away from their childish chatters
and ball games
and cries of want and woes
go on you skinny arse
push push
she muttered
and you pushed on the handles
with all your might
over the dry grass
and she rocked
up and down
and side to side
until she bellowed
this will do small fellow
rest me here
and you let go
of the handles
and puffed for breath
and looked at her
sitting there
in the wheelchair
with her bright eyes
and black hair
and she pulled
your hand towards her
and laid it on her one leg
and said
that's your reward
for pushing me
and she rubbed your hand
over the red skirt
the soft texture
warming the skin
you watched her hand
holding yours
her other hand holding
the side of the chair
sensing her softness
beneath the hardness
and brashness
but saying nothing
just taking in
the sensations and newness
and she said
just as well Matron
hasn't seen this
or it'd give her
such a flush
and she laughed
and let go of your hand
and your hand lingered
over her thigh
like a bird set free
waiting to take
to the sky.
poem by Terry Collett

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A Literary Hangman
Beneath his coat of dirt great Neilson loves
To hide the avenging rope.
He handles all he touches without gloves,
Excepting soap.
poem by Ambrose Bierce

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