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God is a good worker but He loves to be helped.
Busy
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the old woman needs help
to find her way home.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the dove is too slow
to fly out of the way.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the children crossing the street
are too many.
I am busy
you are busy
we are busy....
I am busy
you are busy
we are...
busy.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Barnes and Noble Friends
Working at Barnes & Noble in City Place,
books, c.d.'s and gifts filled the space.
I was a bookseller and liked books a lot,
I helped customers find books, I gave it my best shot.
I worked with Jennine, who sold books like you never seen.
My managers were Marilyn, Merry and Mariam Volk,
I never complained to them or sulked.
I kept busy putting books away,
I loved to watch kids in the kid section play.
I worked with Luz Cruz, her name rhymes with Blue's Clues.
She is a really great bookseller, she works there till this day,
she always greets you with a smile and has a kind thing to say.
Only Luz is the last employee left from my crew,
unless Keijo is still there working very hard too.
Page who helped me do readings with stories of make believe,
she went to Fort Lauderdale,
while Jim in receiving went to Boynton Beach.
In receiving was also hard worker Mo,
he retired and wants to go to San Francisco.
Bookseller Jessica Galloway,
got married, had a sweet child and moved faraway.
Kim is now married and has another child,
she helped me get my books in the store for awhile.
Now it was a fun experience while I was there,
happy memories I can share.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 10,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Barnes and Noble Friends
Working at Barnes & Noble in City Place,
books, c.d.'s and gifts filled the space.
I was a bookseller and liked books a lot,
I helped customers find books, I gave it my best shot.
I worked with Jennine, who sold books like you never seen.
My managers were Marilyn, Merry and Mariam Volk,
I never complained to them or sulked.
I kept busy putting books away,
I loved to watch kids in the kid section play.
I worked with Luz Cruz, her name rhymes with Blue's Clues.
She is a really great bookseller, she works there till this day,
she always greets you with a smile and has a kind thing to say.
Only Luz is the last employee left from my crew,
unless Keijo is still there working very hard too.
Page who helped me do readings with stories of make believe,
she went to Fort Lauderdale,
while Jim in receiving went to Boynton Beach.
In receiving was also hard worker Mo,
he retired and wants to go to San Francisco.
Bookseller Jessica Galloway,
got married, had a sweet child and moved faraway.
Kim is now married and has another child,
she helped me get my books in the store for awhile.
Now it was a fun experience while I was there,
happy memories I can share.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on November 10,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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United Front Song
And because a man is human
He'll want to eat, and thanks a lot
But talk can't take the place of meat
or fill an empty pot.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
And because a man is human
he won't care for a kick in the face.
He doesn't want slaves under him
Or above him a ruling class.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
And because a worker's a worker
No one else will bring him liberty.
It's nobody's work but the worker' own
To set the worker free.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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It took a village to make me a college graduate, thank you dad
When I was a little girl I quit dreaming. I never played with dolls or believed I would be married someday. I never believed I would be a mom. But something happened when I turned thirteen. You gained custody. You took me all by myself fishing and talked about the sky. You gave me individualized attention. You helped me dream someday that I would be a wife, a mom, a worker in society. You helped me dream.
Now its true I'm a wife, a mother, a college graduate
Thank you
poem by Kimberly Anderson
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To A Special Friend
To a special friend that helped me during my darkest days.
To a special friend that showed me that loves comes in many ways.
To a special friend that is able to understand my grueling pain.
To a special friend that helped me find all my lost remains.
To a special friend that showed me the light.
To a special friend that fought by my side when I couldnt handle the fight.
To a special friend that helped me stand on the days I fell apart.
To a special friend that healed this torn heart.
For all the peace you brought me.
For all the love you gave me.
For the hand you have given me.
For the courage you gave me to live another day
To that special friend that helped me realized the truth
I say Thank You..
He loves me, He loves me not
He loves me,
he loves me not
Like a fairy tale
a flower pedal
represents love,
but of course
He loves me,
he loves me not
There is no
I'm not sure's
or I like you, but's
just seven little words
He loves me,
He loves me not
There are no other girls
no jelousy or pain
no arguments, no humiliation
it all falls into
He loves me,
He loves me not
But what if...
it doesn't exist
if love is truly such a fairy tale
then explain this:
He loves me,
He loves me not
He loves me,
He loves me not
He loves me,
He loves me not
poem by Bailey Logan
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Loves On The Line
Tell me baby
Have we lost everything that we had before
What do you do in the day
When I walk out the door
I can see you made up your mind
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
With each passing day
I gotta watch more and more what I say to you
I can feel your eyes looking through me
As I sit at the table at dinnertime
I can feel our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
I watch our kids
Growin up, going to school
Is there anything else for us now
Are we both just fools
Wasting our precious time
At night we lay in bed
But its like youre not even there
Theres something real bad
Going wrong somewhere
Last night I heard you cry
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Who Loves Ya Baby?
Verse 1:
Busy life, not enough time
To look in the mirror
Life in the fast lane...
Look around and take note
Who really loves you?
Dont get caught up in the clouds
Or youll go insane
When it seems everyone is needing something
Remember whos always been there for you
Chorus:
Who loves ya baby?
Who really loves ya baby?
Whos always been on your side morning and night?
Who loves ya baby?
Who really loves ya baby?
Whos gonna see to it that
Youre treated right?
Verse 2:
Just a smile is alright
Dont owe me anything
Come escape with me...[laugh]
You have got the world at your feet
Thats not always easy
All those people caring,
Yet youre still alone
I understand whats behind the feelings
I think I know you better than anyone (anyone)
Chorus
Bridge:
I believe in you...yes!
You believe in me too
Dont ever get swept away by something not real
cause the way I feel...
Oh I will always feel that way
Chorus
Who loves ya baby?
Chorus
Oh, who loves ya baby?
Who really loves you, loves you baby?
Oo yeah! (morning and night)
I say, who, who, who (who loves ya baby? )
Who loves ya baby? (who really loves you baby? )
Who, who, who (youre treated right)
Who loves ya baby? yeah! (who loves ya baby? )
Oo yeah! (who really loves you baby? )
Whos always been on your side morning and night?
Who loves ya baby?
Who really loves you baby?
Whos gonna see to it that youre treated right?
Oh, who loves ya baby?
Who has loved you baby?
Ive always been on your side (morning and night)
Say, who loves ya baby?
Who really loves you, loves you baby?
(youre treated right)
Who loves ya baby?
(who really loves you baby? ) who loves ya baby?
Who loves ya baby?
Yeah, yeah, yeah...(morning and night)
Who...
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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The Barreness Of A Busy Life
Beware the barrenness of a busy life.
(Socrates)
bored as barren
a body that is bone-dry,
a walk in the desert,
dry as dust,
moistureless existence
lips parched,
a thirsty soul,
a life waterless
busy, busy, busy,
that is what you are.
beware, for soon
in seeking life
busy, busy, busy,
you lose it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Farmer's Value
The worker in the field plays a vital role
Without him to operate the tractors and combines
The crop will not be quickly harvested
Without workers in the field
Supply will diminish; demand will go through the roof
The human will then be carnivorous
Relying solely on the animal for food
Meanwhile, the animal eats the crop
That the worker does not harvest
I appreciate and praise the hard worker
For he is harvesting the crop I consume.
poem by Nick Leary
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Busy Bodies
So you think that you have seen her
When youre lying in between her
And you tell me that you dont care
Busy bodies getting nowhere
Evrybodys getting meaner
Busy bodies
Caught in the concertina
You check her outline
Break her regulations
You watch her legs through several
Service stations
Busy bodies
Very busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Now youre ready for the merger
With the company youre part of
And you do the dirty business
With your latest sleeping partner
Youre becoming
Automatic
Busy bodies
Out playing with the traffic
You want attention
You try my patience
With the best intentions you are nothing but a nuisance
Busy bodies
Busy busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Now youve given your performance
Though the matinee was idle
And you find that a wave of her right hand
Could seem so tidal
Just a second
Satisfaction
Busy bodies
Temporarily out of action
You wash and brush up
You want to dress up
You want to kiss her
But shes busy with her makeup
Busy bodies
Very busy
Getting nowhere
Nowhere (x6)
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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I always knew where I was going eventually, so it helped me to stay at home for three years. It helped me to develop my game. But it also helped me off the ice. Life here is way different, and I was able to get older.
quote by Saku Koivu
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How Does It Feel
I know that youre out there
Knowing that theres someone out here thinkin of you
In your heart and in your mind
I know there is no doubt that someone loves you
And I know that you know
That Ill be waiting here when you have need of me
And when the world has chained you down
I know you know my love will set you free
How does it feel to know that someone loves you
How does it feel to know that someones always thinkin of you
Oh and how does it feel to know that someone puts no one above you
How does it feel to know that someone loves you, someone loves you
I have come to know and love you
Like Ive never known or loved another
Words have not been made
That could describe these feelings we have for each other
And I would go to any length
To let you know at all times that I care
cause I want you to know
That any time you reach for me youll find me there
How does it feel to know that someone loves you
How does it feel to know that someones always thinkin of you
Oh and how does it feel to know that someone puts no one above you
How does it feel to know that someone loves you, someone loves you
Someone loves you, how does it feel to know it
Someone loves you, how does it feel to know that someone
Loves you, someone loves you, how does it feel, how does it feel
How does it feel to know that someone loves you
Somebody loves you, how does it feel, how does it feel
How does it feel to know that someone loves you
Someone loves you, somebody loves you
Somebody loves you, how does it feel to know it
Somebody loves you
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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He Loves You
His love will conquer anger
His love defies all words
He hears all the prayers that are spoken
And all the prayers unheard
His love is unconditional
He loves you when your wrong
He loves you when you disobey
His love for you is strong
He loves you when you stumble
He loves you when you fall
He loves us so much more than words
He really loves us all
He loves you when you call His name
He loves you when you cry
He loves you when your down and out
For us He sent his Son to die
He loves you when you're laughing
He loves you when you smile
He loves it when you praise His name
He loves you, you're his child
His love is never ending
Until the end of time
And once you just embrace His love
Your life will be just fine
For He's got the best intentions
Look at The Son of Man
Be honored through the joy & pain
You're a big part of His plan.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Too Busy
Too busy rushing to get to the next 'high'.
Kept addicted and detached.
To busy too disconnect,
From anything associated with accountability.
Too busy entertaining delusions kept met,
With no regrets of dismissing a seriousness.
Too busy they are protesting,
A reality of life just met and upsets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nature's Child...
She loves to tread the solitudes,
The forests and the trackless woods,
Where nature, undisturbed by man,
Pursues her voluntary plan.
Where nature's chemistry distills
The fountains and the laughing birds,
She loves to quaff her sparkling wine,
And breathe the fragrance of the pine.
She loves to dash the crystal dews
From floral shapes of varied hues,
And interweave the modest white
Of plants in spurred garlands bright.
She loves to lie within the shade,
On grassy couch, by nature made,
And listen to the warbling notes
From her fair songsters' feathered throats.
And freed from artificial wants,
She loves to dwell in nature's haunts,
And by the mountain's crystal lake
A rustic habitation make.
She loves to scale the mountain height
And watch the eagle in his flight,
Or gaze upon the azure sea
Of aerial immensity.
She loves the busy marts of trade,
She loves the things which men have made,
Though man has charms, none such as these,
In her the child of nature sees.
poem by Rey Sanidad
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A human loves
Dog
Loves dogs...
Cat
Loves cats...
Donkey
Loves donkeys...
Monkey
Loves monkeys...
Rat
Love rats...
Loves all are
At same...
Men and women loves
Did not this way...
Love the sex...
Sex the loves...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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