He's like the craws, he eats himsel' out o' ply.
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Emotional Food Chain
Anger eats Balanced
Balanced eats Confusion
Confusion eats Delight
Delight eats Exasperation
Exasperation eats Forgiveness
Forgiveness eats Grief
Grief eats Humor
Humor eats Isolation
Isolation eats Joy
Joy eats Knottiness
Knottiness eats Love
Love eats Moodiness
Moodiness eats Nicety
Nicety eats Outrage
Outrage eats Peace
Peace eats Quick-temperament
Quick-temperament eats Righteousness
Righteousness eats Stupidity
Stupidity eats Trust
Trust eats Unhappiness
Unhappiness eats Vitality
Vitality eats Weariness
Weariness eats X-citement
X-citement eats Yawn
Yawn eats Zest
Zest eats Anger
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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Krishna's Meal
Kanha eats in Yasoda's lap.
some he eats, some he drops,
as the ladies of Nandgaon watch,
some he eats and some he puts
in Nanda's mouth,
this joy is beyound recount.
some he eats, some gives to gopas,
butter in his hands, curd in doniyas.
The joy of Yasoda
the three worlds cannot account.
the meal is over, Kanha washes,
for Sur the left-overs count.
poem by Sant Surdas
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Rust eats iron
Rust eats iron.
Separation from wife
eats husband
Contempt by kith and kins
And serving evil master
Eats body by burning silently
Corroding heart and soul body
from within.
Rust eats iron.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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When the cock craws the heart of a debtor skips a bit.
Syria, Drop Your Sword
Its a foetus, from a ripped up womb,
A mother swims in her blood, gone,
It's a foetus.
Flies like craws, and worms
Would feast, and dance
Flies like craws.
A neighbour is laughing
Your sword, cause of your wound festering
A neighbour is laughing.
The universe not ours, belongs to a deity,
Carcasses, haunt, elusive is homely,
The universe not ours.
In whose command do you slaughter?
Abandon your sword, make no more slaughter.
In whose command?
A laugh is a sacrifice, a compromise, achieved,
What for rights, journeyed bloodbaths, peace not achieved
A laugh is a sacrifice.
Make peace with God, you don't like me,
Ours is for now, others were here
Make peace with God!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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There's mair ways than ane o' keeping craws frae the stack.
He snites his nose in his neighbour's dish to get the brose himsel.
When an elephant eats and eats and still cries for more, it is the grass that will get embarrassed.
Meditation is not for him who eats too much, nor for him who eats not at all not for him who is over much addicted to sleep, nor for him who is always awake.
It eats you up. It eats you up. And you have to - I had a lot of help. I had a lot of therapy. And I was able to - because it was hard, you know, to - you can't just lay it on friends and children.
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The impatient person eats goat; the one who hesitates eats beef.
South African proverbs
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Why do the caterpillar and the ant have to be enemies? One eats leaves, and the other eats caterpillars. Oh, I see now.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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The always-hurrying person eats goat, but the one who takes his time eats beef.
It is strange! The ox eats hay and the dog eats bread, while the donkey carries wine but drinks water.
Rob Roy
Rob Roy from the Highlands cam,
Unto the Lawlan' border,
To steal awa a gay ladie
To haud his house in order.
He cam oure the lock o' Lynn,
Twenty men his arms did carry;
Himsel gaed in, an' fand her out,
Protesting he would many.
'O will ye gae wi' me,' he says,
'Or will ye be my honey?
Or will ye be my wedded wife?
For I love you best of any.'
'I winna gae wi' you,' she says,
'Nor will I be your honey,
Nor will I be your wedded wife;
You love me for my money.'
* * * * *
But he set her on a coal-black steed,
Himsel lap on behind her,
An' he's awa to the Highland hills,
Whare her frien's they canna find her.
* * * * *
'Rob Roy was my father ca'd,
Macgregor was his name, ladie;
He led a band o' heroes bauld,
An' I am here the same, ladie.
Be content, be content,
Be content to stay, ladie,
For thou art my wedded wife
Until thy dying day, ladie.
'He was a hedge unto his frien's,
A heckle to his foes, ladie,
Every one that durst him wrang,
He took him by the nose, ladie.
I'm as bold, I'm as bold,
I'm as bold, an more, ladie;
He that daurs dispute my word,
Shall feel my guid claymore, ladie.'
poem by Andrew Lang
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Vulture can't Dance
Master eats first
Servant eats last
Servant always eat bones
And takes guitar
And sings
‘‘Every birds dance
But vulture can't dance
Mistress eats first
Slave eats last
Slave always eat bones
And take guitar
And sings
‘‘Every birds sing
But vulture can't sing
poem by David Aoloch Bion
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Eaters
Somebody who eats dog meat will one day become like one,
Somebody who eats cat meat will one day become like one,
For all around me are eaters of things;
And, when will they learn from these meats?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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