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Sleepwalking
(K.J.Garside C.Gray)
Trippy little Popsicle cod,
Did I get it quite right?
Broken got broke,
Was it good to smoke?
I am not sure,
Was it good to sing?
Was it right to love?
Was it wrong this turning that I took?
Does the song sound right?
Do I look alright?
I spent all night getting it right.
So you would love me more,
So you would love me more.
Pray for your indecision girl,
Run from your indecision girl,
Hide from your indecision girl.
Somnambulation up and down the road,
I lay in the garden with the cats,
Oh my how the grass did grow,
I watch the clock till the day did stop.
I pray for my lovers return,
I spent all night getting it right.
So you would love me more,
So you would love me more.
Pray for your indecision girl,
Burn for your indecision girl,
Blind from your indecision girl.
song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Far from idleness being the root of all evil, it is rather the only true good.
quote by Kierkegaard
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Chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Gary likes a girls tight black pants
Larry knows he doesnt stand a chance
Carl says hurry up and order it quick
Dave gets out to chase that chick
Dennis wonders whats under the hood
A big chrome tach and it sounds real good
I go down to the root beer stand
And drink up all that I can
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brians still glued to the radio
Louies lookin out the rear window
Guys got around to orderin fries
But root beers my best buy
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I've never been able to plan my life. I just lurch from indecision to indecision.
quote by Alan Rickman
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Idleness among children, as among men, is the root of all evil, and leads to no other evil more certain than ill temper.
quote by Hannah More
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Idleness is not doing nothing. Idleness is being free to do anything.
quote by Floyd Dell
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It has been said that idleness is the parent of mischief, which is very true; but mischief itself is merely an attempt to escape from the dreary vacuum of idleness.
quote by George Borrow
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Idleness is a constant sin, and labor is a duty. Idleness is the devil's home for temptation and for unprofitable, distracting musings; while labor profit others and ourselves.
quote by Anne Baxter
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Idleness is the stupidity of the body, and stupidity is the idleness of the mind.
quote by Johann G. Seume
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Study invites study, idleness produces idleness.
In children’s glory
The root toils and takes pride in its crown.
The crown beams but gives no credit to the root.
Birds and animals all admire the crown
For the fruits and the shades they obtain.
They attach least importance to the root.
The root still sticks to the vanity of its pride
As parents take pride in children’s glory.
05.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Women’s Individuality
Spirit of woman is dearer to sons
Than to daughters; sons feel great
loss.
Women are root systems and men
Branches.
A root will not weep for the root of the
other.
26.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Roots and shoots to feed
Your phallus is the root tip.
Your brain is the shoot tip.
Legs- root laterals.
Hands- shoot laterals.
Torso is the stem.
Navel is the centre of equilibrium.
No shoot development
without root enrichment.
No root development
without shoot enrichment.
25.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Indecision is A Decision
At times I decide
Not to decide
This indecision
Is not indecision
It is in fact a decision
Of avoiding to decide
Because If I decide
The decision
May ultimately decide
The pending decision
And the resulting decision
May not allow me
To take any decision
In the future
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Love Of Money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
She began running for the border and her life
Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night
And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold
In the end all she had to sell them was her soul
Thats the way it goes
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
We began reaching for the future like a dream
In a land where everything was free
Wordly men turned their profits into war
No one knows who were really fighting for
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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We must learn not to disassociate the airy flower from the earthy root, for the flower that is cut off from its root fades, and its seeds are barren, whereas the root, secure in mother earth, can produce flower after flower and bring their fruit to maturity.
Indecision
INDECISION
by Cynthia B. Baello
July 5,2008
Annoying thing, this indecision-
Wry deceit, unjust vexation.
Waste of time and of attention,
Diverts one's thoughts,
Drains affection.
Creates a maze with one's own mind,
Directions, goals are hard to find.
Weigh the options,
And then rewind,
Not deciding
Is unkind.
------
'When we aim at nothing, we hit it
every time.'
Copyright
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Reason For Living
I lie alone and thinking
How could this ever happen
Is it real, am I dreaming
And when your hearts been burned
How can someone learn
To get over their fears
You told me I should be strong
Oh, Im trying
I feel I cant go on
You left me here on my own
Without a reason for living
A chance for forgiving
Or time to make it okay
And now Im stuck with the vision of my indecision
Taking it all away
From me
With all the time youre taking
Slowly my hearts been breaking
Youve been fine, Ive been bleeding
Ill have to wait my turn
Your respect Ill earn
No more joking or teasing
You told me I should be strong
Oh, Im trying
I feel I cant go on
You left me here on my own
Without a reason for living
A chance for forgiving
Or time to make it okay (Time to make it okay)
And now Im stuck with the vision of my indecision
Taking it all away
A thousand times before Ive been almost sure
This time I need to know
Ive spent all my life chasing all my dreams
Im not letting this go
Yeah, ooohh
Laaaeeeyy
In my, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Without a reason for living (Ooh)
A chance for forgiving
Or time to make it okay (Time to make it okay)
And now Im stuck with the vision of my indecision
Taking it all away
Without a reason for living
A chance for forgiving
Or time to make it okay (Time to make it okay)
And now Im stuck with the vision of my indecision
Taking it all away
song performed by by Westlife
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A Morning After
You mirror (not mirror exactly, but echo cho cho..) that flash
of hot tongue lash, swift as a simile in its bite, moving this
walking mess of indecision and (cold, cold) anxiety to tears
(and what(of the past present future) of the ghosts?)
Temper, temper you gotta lotta words as I do
and the lies and the falsities cascade like rolling credits in
my head. Of and not of this: trace the root back
to three then you have vulnerability
The science is there: all neurological and treatable
but in this labyrinth there are not only minotaurs:
there are spectres and the boogeyman - fear, or
so I've read. You as a metaphor, I as the
hyperbole. We move in ways unknown to me.
poem by Julian Sison
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