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The World Is Not Worth Trusting
We’re born into this realm of sorrows just like that;
sorrows, sadness and pains exactly after birth.
Nature cheats on us, we not on Nature.
We envision, we seek, we tend to have,
but have not;
we strive, we labour hard just in vain,
but Nature has multipli’d our sorrows.
Some born great gladd’n,
for Nature has made ‘em so;
oth’rs, suff’ring they all reap,
not that they’re lazy but Nature make’ so.
Some rich suppress;
some broth’rs help not broth’rs
and the world becomes and comes in vain.
poem by Eche Ononukwe
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As good eat the devil as the broth he was boiled in.
For Who Ever Nedds a Smile 2
So Far So Good
i made you smile
it made me proud
So Far So Good
God Bless Your Heart
As you read in part
So Far So Good
My soul on Display
it made my day
So Far So Good
to see you smile
and abandon that frown
So Far So Good
so i ask of one last favor
Why not smile right now
So far So Good
thanks for the smile
as you continued reading down
So Far So Good
This Page of Joy
was made for your delightment
So Far So Great
Oh by the way
here is a smile back :)
Just because You brightend
my day with the one smile of yours
so delightful so contempt
poem by David Bailey
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Too Bad Youre No Good
Sittin here thinkin bout you and me
Its a cryin shame cause its plain to see
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
Too bad youre no good
You smile like an angel, lie like a rug
You wouldnt change if you could
cause its in your blood
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
Too bad youre no good
Midnight knockin, youre droppin around
Trash talkin, and stalkin me down
Better watch out when you play that game
I got a thirty-eight special on a forty-five frame
Call the preacher, call the police
With a man like you, its famine or feast
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
Too bad youre no good
Well, I talked to your mother
She knows I tried
I talked to your brother
He was on my side
But the hardest thing to comprehend
Is if I had it to do over
Id do it again
Call the preacher, call the police
With a man like you, its famine or feast
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
You made me love you so bad
Too bad youre no good
You made me love you so bad, bad, bad
Too bad youre no good
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Miss World 2012
Ni Hao, come into my kitchen
Boiling in the kettle is soup
This broth is about to thicken
Made from the chicken of my coop
Miss India, be seated on first
Mexican lass second chair please
But could this order be reversed
Miss china comes first like a breeze
You are all my guest, so behave
What you get is what you deserve
Once you hold the ladle, do save
The best, for your own choice to serve.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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The broth is cooking, and now we have to act as one.
If a man makes soup of his tears, ask him not for broth.
Boil stones in butter, and you may sip the broth.
He who tastes every man's broth, often burns his mouth.
Use the chicken for broth and the pullet for its meat.