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A lie will easily get you out of a scrape, and yet, strangely and beautifully, rapture possesses you when you have taken the scrape and left out the lie.
quote by Charles Edward Montague
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Help Me Scrape The Mucus Off My Brain
I guess its somethin in my brain
I need whiskey to ease the pain
But its early in the mornin
And Im feelin bad again
But if you ever loved me
Youll go easy on me now
Fix me up a cup of coffee
And in a while Ill come around
I think I spent the dog-food money
But hell love me just the same
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain
Its a shame when morning hurts
Ive seen bad and Ive seen worse
Its the nature of my bein
I took some money from your purse
Nthat frenchman loves to party
And I know hes not to blame
But the way youre lookin at me baby
I just cant help but feel the shame
I think I spent the dog-food money
But hell love me just the same
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain
And if you really love me baby
Help me scrape the mucus off my brain
song performed by by Ween
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Progress (a concrete jungle)
Cloudy green
Lush Forest, made
of the stuff
dreams are made of,
a jungle of
culture and
heritage-
now a
city.
Dull grey
buildings, wailing
cries of bustling
cars in the
distance.
Skyscrapers, Skyscrapers
scrape
the
sky.
and the ever-
progressing society
labels it a
Jungle. All
these trucks
and bulldozers,
all part of
the immutable
progression of
Time,
of the long
and dreary
process we call
Development.
And
Skyscrapers, Skyscrapers
they
scrape
the
sky.
poem by Ballerina With Fins
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He is your friend who gets you out of a scrape.
The magistrate's son gets out of every scrape.
I'll play until they have to scrape me off the stage.
quote by James Young
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It is better to scrape the cheese than to peel it.
He is a proud Tod that will not scrape his own Hole.
So now I'm left with cigarettes, and I'm trying to scrape that off my shoe and then I'll be done.
quote by Diane Lane
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He's a proud fox that winna scrape his ain hole.
You can't make a living as a playwright. You can barely scrape by.
quote by Sam Shepard
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It is a silly hen that canna scrape for ae bird.
I manage to scrape together a private life, despite the press.
quote by Michael Hutchence
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I got in trouble with the police, and that was a rude awakening. That was it. I'd seen the bottom of the pit, and it was time to scrape myself out of it.
quote by Bryan Adams
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One could drive a prairie schooner through any part of his argument and never scrape against a fact.
quote by David F. Houston
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Because men believe not in Providence, therefore they do so greedily scrape and hoard. They do not believe in any reward for charity, therefore they will part with nothing.
quote by Isaac Barrow
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If you take the approach that you want to scrape every last nickel off the table, that'll work one or two times, but after awhile, your reputation will precede you.
The Corn-Stalk Fiddle
WHEN the corn's all cut and the bright stalks shine
Like the burnished spears of a field of gold;
When the field-mice rich on the nubbins dine,
And the frost comes white and the wind blows cold;
Then it's heigh-ho! fellows and hi-diddle-diddle,
For the time is ripe for the corn-stalk fiddle.
And when you take a stalk that is straight and long,
With an expert eye to its worthy points,
And you think of the bubbling strains of song
That are bound between its pithy joints —
Then you cut out strings, with a bridge in the middle,
With a corn-stalk bow for a corn-stalk fiddle.
Then the strains that grow as you draw the bow
O'er the yielding strings with a practiced hand!
And the music's flow never loud but low
Is the concert note of a fairy band.
Oh, your dainty songs are a misty riddle
To the simple sweets of a corn-stalk fiddle.
When the eve comes on, and our work is done,
And the sun drops down with a tender glance,
With their hearts all prime for the harmless fun,
Come the neighbor girls for the evening's dance,
And they wait for the well-known twist and twiddle —
More time than tune — from the corn-stalk fiddle.
Then brother Jabez takes the bow,
While Ned stands off with Susan Bland,
Then Henry stops by Milly Snow,
And John takes Nellie Jones's hand,
While I pair off with Mandy Biddle,
And scrape, scrape, scrape goes the corn-stalk fiddle.
'Salute your partners,' comes the call,
'All join hands and circle round,'
'Grand train back,' and 'Balance all,'
Footsteps lightly spurn the ground.
'Take your lady and balance down the middle'
To the merry strains of the corn-stalk fiddle.
So the night goes on and the dance is o'er,
And the merry girls are homeward gone,
But I see it all in my sleep once more,
And I dream till the very break of dawn
Of an impish dance on a red-hot griddle
To the screech and scrape of a corn-stalk fiddle.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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