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Clean
Eat clean,
Live clean,
Sleep clean,
dress clean,
Walk clean,
Learn clean,
Play clean,
Think clean,
dance clean,
Talk clean,
Sing clean,
work clean,
Because the world around you is watching what you do;
You are the only one on this earth,
So live and let us live too.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fate Factor
You choose your fate
By the things you do
If you are good
Your fate will be too
Fate does not choose you
It won’t take time to choose you
Just watch what you do
And fate will be good to you
A fate worse than death
For being bad that’s what you get
I’ve been there and back
So I know the facts
Take my advice
Live life right
Just do onto others good
And fate will do onto you
Follow one of the golden rules
Do onto others what you,
Want them to do onto you
And that’s how you choose your fate
poem by LaTisha Parkinson
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Dirty Jim
THERE was one little Jim,
'Tis reported of him,
And must be to his lasting disgrace,
That he never was seen
With hands at all clean,
Nor yet ever clean was his face.
His friends were much hurt
To see so much dirt,
And often they made him quite clean;
But all was in vain,
He got dirty again,
And not at all fit to be seen.
It gave him no pain
To hear them complain,
Nor his own dirty clothes to survey:
His indolent mind
No pleasure could find
In tidy and wholesome array.
The idle and bad,
Like this little lad,
May love dirty ways, to be sure;
But good boys are seen
To be decent and clean,
Although they are ever so poor.
poem by Ann Taylor
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Dirty Jim
THERE was one little Jim,
'Tis reported of him,
And must be to his lasting disgrace,
That he never was seen
With hands at all clean,
Nor yet ever clean was his face. . . .
His friends were much hurt
To see so much dirt,
And often they made him quite clean;
But all was in vain,
He got dirty again,
And not at all fit to be seen.
It gave him no pain
To hear them complain,
Nor his own dirty clothes to survey:
His indolent mind
No pleasure could find
In tidy and wholesome array.
The idle and bad,
Like this little lad,
May love dirty ways, to be sure;
But good boys are seen
To be decent and clean,
Although they are ever so poor.
poem by Jane Taylor
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Toilet
Every one
use
The toilet
Clean
Take water
And clean...
Clean is
Importent
her clean
Is not
Impress other's...
It is helpfull for
Healthy good
Life...
For clean
Toilet...
All ways
With your use...!
Some
human are
Use
The toilet
At animals...
You...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Eternity Rain
Let this rain wash me
Let it wash my virtual sins
Clean my sorrow from the sins of my fathers
Clean my self form this dirt call life
From the false tells of creation
And clean my mind from the empty words of priest
From the dirty political speech
Let this holy rain clean my sorrow form the sin of love
Sin of being the truthful in this life
I want to clean my mind from the thought control
Clean my head form my mum fairy lies
It need the eternity to clean out my soul and my life from this life dirt
To be clean again i need eternity rain
poem by Aryabod Siharyvani
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Slut
See that girl, watch her dance
If I knew her name I wouldnt have to sit on my hands
If my mouth dont work I get some help
And she dont mind if I dont keep my hands to myself
Youre all right
You put up such a good clean fight
Im afraid that you lose tonight
S-l-u-t
She may be a slut but she looks good to me
Youre so clean, so refined
You dont care to get messy just to have a good time
Shes got saggy thighs and baggy eyes
But she loves me in a way I can still recognize
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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You come before me this morning with clean hands and clean collars. I want you to have clean tongues, clean manners, clean morals and clean characters.
quote by John Burns
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The Cleanest Man....
he is clean
he prides about the beard
that he has
just shaven
he is clean
there is no hair left on his head
no hair between his thighs
and legs
he is clean
his chest is bare now
his heart slowly
beating
he is clean as he
is empty
like a room without
furniture and
drapes
he is clean and without
sin
he who has not done
anything
and can do not wrong again...
he is clean now
for he is dead....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Clean Money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Checking on a checkmate
Grassing on a classmate
So beautiful and fortunate
He hates to love, you love to hate
He can fix you for good
cause he is the neighborhood
You cant get money for blood
Blood money for doin no good
But they wont take my love for tender
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Paydays coming and we wash it away
Clean money, clean money
Thats what I want to do
I want to spend it on you
Have you made your selection ?
Are you ready for correction ?
cause the wages of sin
Are an expensive infection
And its under the counter
Under the geiger counter
Who stole your thunder ?
But they wont take my love for tender
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Clean Up The World
Clean Up The World
Where have we gone?
We’ve drifted away
Too many years
Nothin’ to say
Too many years
Intentional lies
Too many years
Collegiate-laundered hipplets
Drivin’ us to demise
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Along came McRonald
We got in its way
Too many years
Puppeteers played
Too many years
Stealing us blind
Too many years
Of totalitarians smothering us from the right
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Their Wall Street money’s been holdin’ us fast
Ideals shallow and vain
They sell us all just to make it last
Revolution of ‘89 today
We got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its cage
Self-centered cosmos
Material gain
Too many years
Deflecting their blame
Too many years
Stuffin’ their cart
Too many years
Deceit inside the head
Instead of love in their heart
Got to clean up the world, clean up the world
Clean up the world, clean up the world
We’ve got to put that yuppie back in its grave
Copyright 1992 Will Fiala
poem by Will Fiala
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An uncertain stage
Uncertainty in mind may puzzle
clouds may hover and rain may dazzle
it may do the work for rest
why not we deliver the best?
i do take it as test
act as per conscience whichever comes first
no double mind for what to do
you have to think fast and go through
it is not good to have double mind
something you have to think and find
it must make headway and take you along
it must make aware of what is right and wrong
It may not go well with the time
Still you may not be committing the crime
It may upset you in that particular moment
But still you have clear mind not to resent
It is better not to involve when mind is not clear
You may have all the some hidden fear
It may not allow you to come out clean
It may not be clear case to win
Well, see to it that it appeals you first
If you think clearly it will not land you in worst
You may have enough time to maneuver
You will find the space as good mover
It is nice to think always good
It may keep you In happy mood
There is conscience hurdle and repentance
Whatever comes is real and in presence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Clean Fun
Well I am on the prowl, baby
Looking for someone to satisfy my needs.
Some way, somehow,
Im gonna find someone to spend some time with me.
I aint looking, out forever, for some woman to treat a good man right.
You look so good, you got me thinking.
You might satisfy my soul tonight.
Theres no harm done, I know youre the one
You dont got to worry, no hurry.
The nights still young,
Im just looking for some good clean fun.
I am looking for one woman,
Aint always tryin to put me down.
I dont want nobody,
Whos always givin me that same old run around.
I aint leapin. Im just leanin,
Looking for that good kind thing.
I can tell by the way youre acting,
You know exactly what I mean.
Theres no harm done, I know youre the one.
You dont got to worry, no hurry
The nights still young,
Im just looking for some good clean fun.
I better slow down, I dont wanna move too soon,
Im so confused, I dont know what to do.
Please dont think I am movin in for the kill,
But if you dont want to love me somebody else will.
I better slow down, I dont wanna move to soon,
Im so confused, I dont know what to do.
Please dont think I am moving out for the kill,
If you dont want to love me somebody else will.
Theres no harm done, I know youre the one.
You dont got to worry, no hurry
The night is still young,
Im just looking for some good clean fun.
Some good clean fun...ohh, baby.
Just looking for some good clean fun...........
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band, music by Gregg Allman, Dickey Betts, Johnny Neel (1990)
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Escape.... The.... Fate....
She ran ran as running was to escape
escape escape went through her mind
escape escape she beg she ran she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE! ! ! ! she screamed she ran ran
She tries tries she begs begs to escape escape
she screams through out her lungs
She ran ran she beg beg she screamed ESCAPE! ! ! !
escape escape ran through her mind
mind all over her future future of
the fate fate she ran ran to escape escape
she beg beg she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !
she ran ran till theirs no tomorrow
until the end of her fate
she beg beg she tries tries to escape escape
she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !
The end The end approaches to her
as fate fate is left behind
she escapes escapes
the fate fate she screams
she screams through out her lungs
ESCAPE THE FATE! ! ! !
poem by Linda Anguiano
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Good Beginning and Good Finishing
What makes a good beginning
Is with a sacred mind starting
And not worrying before experience
But being calm and peaceful and not tense.
The efficient method is careful planning
And all your selfish interests banning
With a responsibility should be the execution
And the problems to challenge with confrontation.
A good step gives an advantage to rate
It was referred to even by Aristotle the great
A good beginning almost assures success
And to a great outcome you'll have access.
With clean thoughts, broad mind and will power
And with strength you should stand tall like a tower
With ambition you get motivating and get going
Begin well, go on well, there's the result of good finishing!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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The Light Is Always Green
We dig our models with the brains the size of models
And cars that we can trust with out wives
And we dig converstations with girls from every nation
But not the ones that whisper or tell lies
Wherever theres a will theres a motorway
Wherever there is greed there is speed
And theyve always got to be there for yesterday
Welcome to the new scalextrics breed
And the light they always show to them
Is green, green, green
And the heels they always show to me
Are clean, clean, clean
Were only flying past so we dig our sevice fast
From the waiters to the women to the wine
Never mind the match, Ive an urgent date to catch
Get me to the concert hall on time
Pretending to be pilots in a war
Pretending to weave between the flak
No-one knows what the missions for
Blinkered horses on the track
And the light they always show to them
Is green, green, green
And the heels they always show to me
Are clean, clean, clean
song performed by by Housemartins
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Fate-2
Divine`s shape is the fate
hell`s wisdom is the fate
and your success to dwell is the fate
and worthless to become rich is the fate
and the worthful beg to live is the fate
and what we can`t is the fate....
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Offshore
Come to me clean.
Clean,
Of mind, body and soul.
Cleaned...
And willing to let go,
Of attempts to row a boat...
You soak in,
As it floats...
Offshore without oars.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Into the Mystery of the Unknown...
fate has a mind of its own
it tinkers too
and performs an experiment
in you
loves guinea pigs
wonders about worms
inside
the humus of the
mind
fate is not cautious
about the softness of your
sensations
it has a choice of its own
no standards to follow
much of the time
unreasonably unfair
do not lurk like a mad soul
a destroyed
bent misshapen
spirit
it will consider you as
another
statistical mishap
take revenge
erase the lines of your palms
venture into the unknown
where fate
too has never gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Clean Things
Clean beasts must have split hoof and chew the cud,
Clean fish must have scales and fins,
Clean insects must have jointed legs above their feet to hop;
And like other clean things listed in your Bibe.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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