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I gave him a staff for his support and he uses it to break my head.
Break Break Break
Break, break, break,
of my bones both left and right,
and I would that my tongue could butter
the bread, my teeth could bite!
O well for the Athlete’s foot
that knows not cramps nor corns,
O well for the shot that’s put,
that knows not crown of thorns!
O well for the hospital staff
that neither strikes nor snaps,
nor seeks not one last laugh
transfusing AIDS or craps!
Break, break, break
all epidemics soon,
lest mankind’s last mistake
prove Life is Time’s buffoon!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Top Hat
Life is just a bore
Its a drag to leave my door
Guess Ill have to say
I just cry my life away
Ill buy a top hat to brighten up my lonely life
And they can see that Ive got the money for the things money brings
Put it on my head and each time I head to bed
Put it in a box near my dirty shoes an socks
(break)
Ill but a top hat to brighten up my lonely life
And they can see that Ive got the money for the things money brings
(ad lib dialogue)
I like that top hat
Do you?
Yes
Would you like to buy that?
Of course. how much is that ?
3 pound 6 then please sir .
Thank you
Ill but a top hat to brighten up my lonely life
And they can see that Ive got the money for the things money brings
And until she comes and she brings me happiness
This is what I want , nothing more, nothing less
song performed by by Bee Gees
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A Monster
This monster barbarized with battle cry
The whole of my cubed head, kicking with its teeth.
The culmination was custom of its foraging,
Just to alienate the other liars, the monsters.
Some lethargic ones are imminent in this beaten path,
Eyeball to eyeball we receive notification of the staff.
This ruinous staff occupies my heart so bold,
Glimmering its rubies, twinkling and posing.
The magic of a wizard is audacious and strict like stone,
It broadens my head of the very god of ugliness, a single monster
In front of my head, the bold liar notifies me of its presence.
Instead the stupid creature fetches some terror from the only ruby-
It is the staff of wizardry, “Stick of Strength”, loosening its powers.
Why do monsters succumb to magic or wizardry?
It is because lethargy is their only weakness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You can criticize any news staff in some ways, but the one thing that you couldn't call the Village Voice staff was a staff of stenographers, taking notes from public figures and just passing them on.
quote by Sydney Schanberg
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Since You Been Gone
I get the same old dreams same time everynight
Fall to the ground and I wake up
So I get out of bed, put on my shoes and in my head
Thoughts fly back to the breakup
These four wall are closing in
Look at the fix you put me in
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone
So in the night I stand beneath the backstreet light
I read the words that you sent to me
I can take the afternoon, the nighttime comes around too soon
You can't know what you mean to me
Your poison letter, your telegram
Just goes to show you don't give a damn
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Since you been gone
If you will come back
Baby, you know you'll never do wrong
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Could I be wrong
But since you been gone
You cast your spell so break it
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Ever since you been gone
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
Since you been gone
Since you been gone
I'm out of my head can't take it
song performed by by Rainbow
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Head To Wall
Relax in time,
from the pain you've been.
I don't know anything,
but I can read what's on your face.
Just on moment,
just one more to struggle.
We all want everything,
but we all can't fit in the door.
Seven tries,
head to wall,
hurts your head.
Sort of trust,
that you'll get.
What you paid for soon.
Seven tries,
head to wall,
just to get cut.
And it's only time,
it's what you make it.
I don't know what it brings.
Hope for the good, hope from despair.
A second, just on moment,
just one more to trust.
Some time you'll get to see,
you where you want to be.
Seven tries,
head to wall,
hurts your head.
Sort of trust,
that you'll get.
What you paid for soon.
Seven tries,
head to wall,
just to get cut.
It's what you break down.
It's just a second.
A thrown in towel is the first thing.
Can't tell if it's the time that your gonna throw.
Push through or youll never get,
to see what you gave up,
passed on.
Seven tries,
head to wall,
hurts your head.
Sort of trust,
that you'll get.
What you paid for soon.
Seven tries,
head to wall
song performed by by Quicksand
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Get On With Your Life
I went around to your house,
Found you laid up in the bed,
By early afternoon you were so sloppy drunk,
You couldnt even raise up your head.
So get on with your life baby,
Please let me get on with mine.
These days and your ways are so painful,
Youre just wasting all our precious time, ohhh.
Since first I knew your name,
I wasnt sure that you really cared.
Spent most of your time with the other boys,
And its been all down hill from there.
So get on with your life baby,
Please let me get on with mine.
Each day brings a new confusion,
Another way to break this poor heart of mine.
I cant begin to count the times that Ive told ya,
You better change all your wicked ways,
But Im real sure whatever the number,
Ah its the same as the times you laughed in my face.
Wont somebody please wake me from this bad dream,
I remember my grandmama told me,
Things aint always what they seem.
So get on with your life baby,
Please let me get on with mine.
Cause each day brings another confusion,
Its about to break this poor heart of mine,
Ohhhha, gonna lose my only mind, oh baby.
Dont you break this poor heart of mine.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band, music by Gregg Allman (1991)
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I want you to stonewall it. (To staff on news of break-in at Watergate)
quote by Richard Milhous Nixon
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Give The Kid A Break
Don't know why I'm down here
Must be something I said
Or some small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
Don't know why I'm down here
Don't reserve to roast or bake
I'm fighting off slanderous allegations
Why don't you give the kid a break?
You don't think maybe we could talk this over
You're a reasonable man
Could we discuss my grave situation
I'm a miserable man
And I'm in the frying pan
Give the kid a break
Give me one good reason why I should
All right, all right, so I made a few mistakes
But for heaven's sake
Watch your language, Kid.
OK, OK, don't get hot
Don't question my judgement
He only reaped what he sowed
He cast his pearls before swine
And that's good enough for me
I don't want to talk it over
Even tho' I'm a reasonable man
Sonny, from over here
Looks like you're in no position to bargain
You're a convicted man
You're right in the frying pan
Give the kid a break
Please give me a break
Give the kid a break
Nah nah, I don't think so, man
Come on, you know I got what it takes
Can't you give me a break?
Sure thing kid, when hell freezes over
Ok, don't give the kid a break
Hey you guys, I thought you were on my side
No they don't
Give the kid a break
Yeah, well thanks a lot, pals
Listen boss, maybe we can make a little deal
Isn't there anything I can say
Or some kind of fine I can pay
Something
Don't know why I'm down here
Must be something I said (I'm sorry)
Or some small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
It might be some infection
It might be a small imperfection or a clear case of misdirection
It must be a small imperfection
In my soul or in my head
Give the kid a break
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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The Stick Of Tricks
The staff reasons with other minds and tricks,
I call the tool of eternal life a staff of aesthetics.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Instructor
(Non-commissioned Officers of the Line)
At times when under cover I 'ave said,
To keep my spirits up an' raise a laugh,
'Earin 'im pass so busy over-'ead--
Old Nickel-Neck, 'oo is n't on the Staff --
"There's one above is greater than us all"
Before 'im I 'ave seen my Colonel fall,
An 'watched 'im write my Captain's epitaph,
So that a long way off it could be read--
He 'as the knack o' makin' men feel small--
Old Whistle Tip, 'oo is n't on the Staff.
There is no sense in fleein'' (I 'ave fled),
Better go on an' do the belly-crawl,
An' 'ope' 'e '1l it some other man instead
Of you 'e seems to 'unt so speshual--
Fitzy van Spitz, 'oo is n't on the Staff.
An' thus in mem'ry's cinematograph,
Now that the show is over, I recall
The peevish voice an' 'oary mushroom 'ead
Of 'im we owned was greater than us all,
'Oo give instruction to the quick an' the dead--
The Shudderin'' Beggar--not upon the Staff!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Finally, I also come in recognition of the great work that has been undertaken by the NGOs and UN agencies that have been active for many years here, especially through the local staff and international staff here in Somaliland and in Somalia at large.
quote by Jan Egeland
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Smokeless
It's so uninspiring.
I'm sitting here and no lights are firing.
My head is mired with faulty wiring.
I need a spark to break the dark.
A cigarette that cures the heart.
Of mind and body it makes me smart.
At least it seems to fill the part.
I sit here now with no smokes left.
My head is empty and bereft.
Of great ideas.
There's been a theft.
So help me now to get them back.
Loan me six bucks to get a pack.
Then I'll find the things I lack.
With smoke filled lungs it brings it all back.
The brilliant ideas on which I snack.
poem by Michael McParland
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Home affairs have their staff, which cannot be brandished by anyone but the head of the house.
Ooh Boy
Ooooooh.....
Woo, woo ,um, um, yeah, yeah
Woo hoo
Verse 1: Terry
(Ooh) Well theres somethin bout the way
I feel when you look at me (Ooh Boy)...yea
(Ooh) It dont matter come bother me
Come close so I can see whats in store..yea
(Ooh) Got what I want I need somethin ne*ce*ssa*ry (Ooh Boy)...ooh... yea
(Ooh) Well its taken over me
When you make me feel that way (Ooh Boy)...Ooh
Chorus:
You got my head spinnin round
You got my feet off the ground
You make my high come down
Boy will you break it down for me
Got me goin dont you stop
From bottom up to the top
Ive got to love a lot
Boy will you break it down for me
Verse 2: Rhona
(Ooh) My body starts to shake
And I shiver... earthquake (Ooh Boy)...um yea
I say (Ooh) So sexy so freaky
Smellin so good so sweet (Ooh Boy)...Ooh
I say (Ooh) the way you talk to me
It just knocks me off my feet (Ooh Boy)...Ooh Ba-by
I say (Ooh) Its taken over me when you make me feel that way (Ooh Boy)...Ooh Ba-by
Chorus
You got my head spinnin round
You got my feet off the ground
You make my high come down
Boy will you break it down for me (Ooh break it down)
Got me goin dont you stop
From bottom up to the top
Ive got to love a lot
Boy will you break it down for me (Ooh break it down)
You got my head spinnin round
You got my feet off the ground
You make my high come down
Boy will you break it down for me (Ooh break it down)
Got me goin dont you stop
From bottom up to the top (Top yeah)
Ive got to love a lot
Boy will you break it down for me (Down)
Bridge (En Vogue):
Ooh...Ooh Boy
Ooh...Ooh Boy...
Ooh...Ooh Boy...
Ooh...Ooh Boy...
Chorus
You got my head spinnin round
You got my feet off the ground
You make my high come down
Boy will you break it down for me
Got me goin dont you stop
From bottom up to the top
Ive got to love a lot
Boy will you break it down for me
Ooh...
song performed by by En Vogue
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City Boy Blues
Fireflies in dogfights
Runnin hot in the heat
Street noise, another bribe
Things too hard to believe--so head out
My hearts in the country
My feets in the city with you
All my friends are eatin sushi
Talkin bad about you know who-who-who
My tongues talkin riddles
But I just cant seem to find a clue
So I take a swig of whiskey
And jump into the saddle with you-you-you
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
Cats in the alley
Rats in my snakeskin boots
All my neighbors think Im crazy
And my girl thinks Im losin my cool-cool-cool
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
I got the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
Dont look to jesus to change your seasons
Its the american dream
Souls of gypsies, road of stone
Cant seem to find no peace--so head out
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, got the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
And I just cant seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues
I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues, I got the blues
I got the blues, I got the blues,
I got the blues, I got the blues
song performed by by Motley Crue
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I think I've got an outstanding defensive assistant staff that's really going to help us have consistent, strong defenses. And offensively, we have an excellent staff. We've got some younger guys on offense, but that's what I coach and have my entire coaching career.
quote by Steve Spurrier
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Hotter Than July
Scarcely through the noon hour,
she needs another shower
She is hot.
Tracking the concrete
of Motor City pride,
looking for a boi
to turn her out,
for a while,
Cool her down
with seasoning
only the educated
tongue can bring
Bartender pour something cold in her rainbow cup
so she can forget home and become resistant to time
Her desire is hotter than July.
In a staff
bathroom stall
line reaching for the door
hands gripping the dreds
guiding head
The boi brings
eye showers
She quakes like California
Coming home to him,
she is cool.
Jessica Holter
writing as T. Calloway
poem by Jessica Holter
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Visitors Of The Night
You come in the night.
In the darkest hour of the day.
You wont stay at bay.
Becuase in my head you want to stay.
Huanting me all the more.
I hate what you did.
In the night you come.
Your visits I do not want.
It brings me to my knees.
You find my weakness.
And that makes you strong.
But you were wrong.
However you have beaten me.
I can not break free.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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