Related quotes
To Fiddle With A Nothing To Do To Get Done
Early in my life,
I became inquisitive about it.
And I am glad it has not stopped.
With a developing of many interests.
So happy am I,
My curiosities I have not dropped.
Some who have retired,
Seem to have done it from living life.
Only to have one interest...
As a routine until that ends.
And with nothing else in which to depend...
Can be,
And is...
A boring existence.
And to become bored with a life that still exists,
I can not imagine it.
Constantly there are changes made.
And those who once believed a stability meant,
Doing one thing that defined a normalcy...
May find themselves and that normalcy,
As outdated as one accepting...
A stability one perceived would stay forever.
And a forever,
Is just not meant to be.
And those once called a jack of all trades,
But a master of none.
Have found themselves amongst those,
Not the ones at home alone,
Twiddling their thumbs.
To fiddle with a nothing to do to get done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
This is not a problem for a jack of all trades.
To twiddle their thumbs with a nothing that's done.
A jack of all trades has a life that's saved.
And something everyday there is an interest made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The trouble is that after nine years as a Jack of all trades and Master of the Dominican Order, I have no expertise on anything except airports and exotic foods.
quote by Timothy Radcliffe
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
She's Got The Jack
She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
Poker face was her name
Poker face was her nature
Poker straight was her game
If she knew she could get you
She played 'em fast
And she played 'em hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every card
But how was I to know
That she'd been shuffled before
Said she'd never had a Royal Flush
But I should have known
That all the cards were comin'
From the bottom of the pack
And if I'd known what she was dealin' out
I'd have dealt it back
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, and who knows what else?
She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack,
Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack)
She gave me the (Jack), hey
She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack)
She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell
She's got the (Jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack)
(She's got the jack, she's got the Jack)
She's got the jack, she's got the Jack
She's got the jack, you never know!
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack
She's got the jack, and it hurts!
(She's got the jack)
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
Aaaaaah!
Oooooh!
Thank you, thank you, thank you people, thank you, thank you
I'm glad you like the show, yes, thank you very much folks.
Goodnight and God bless
song performed by by AC-DC
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Lonesome Poke Town
As the train was approaching a small town out West
The passenger looked out of the window and saw the most
beautiful horse in the world
The train was not scheduled to stop there
But, Jack, the passenger pulled the stop cord
Jack went into the train station He asked the station master about the
horse
He asked the station master about the horse
It so happened that he owned the horse
Jack asked if he could buy the horse
The station master said, 'Yes'
Jack paid the master $25.00
And the most beautiful horse was his now
And he named him 'Irish'
August 14,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Jack U Off
If ure looking for somewhere to go
Thought Id take u to a movie show
Sittin in the back and Ill jack u off
I cant give u everything u want
But I can take u to a restaurant
If ure not hungry
Ill jack u off
If your man aint no good
Come on over to my neighborhood
We can jump in the sack and Ill jack u off
If ure tired of the masturbater
Little girl, we can go on a date
And if u like, Ill jack u off
Ill jack u off, jack u off
Ill jack u off, jack u off
Ill jack u off
I only do it for a worthy cause
Viriginity or menopause
Ull have an instant heart attack if I jack u off
If u really really want to be a star
We gotta do it in your mommas car
Naked in a cadillac, Ill jack u off
If we cant find no place to go
Girl, Ill take u to a movie show, we can sit in the back
And Ill jack u off
Ill jack u off, jack u off
Ill jack u off, jack u off
Ill jack u off, yeah
Yeah, yeah, Ill jack u off
Alright say, well put some funk on here
Ill jack u off
If u aint chicken baby, come here
If ure good Ill even let u steer
As a matter of fact, u can jack me off
Yeah, thats right
Ill jack u off, yeah
Ill jack u off
song performed by by Prince
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
That's The Way To Do It (aka Odd Job Man)
Now I've been here and I've been there
And I've been almost everywhere
There's not a thing I can't repair
Cos I'm Stan, Yes I am
The odd job man
I'm a tradesman, I know all the tricks
There's not a thing that I cannot fix
Beginners use my concrete mix
I'm Stan yes I am, The odd job man
Well, thats the way to do it
Just be as quick as a flash
Don't hang about
Just in and out
And always ask for cash
Any job that you want done
Phone me up cos Im the one
Electrical, plumbing, woodwork too
I'll do the job that's right for you
Well, that's the way to do it
Just be as quick as a flash
Don't hang about
Just in and out
And always ask for cash
I've never done the same job twice
Listen to me take my advice
I'll double the work for half the price
The finished job will look, look nice
I've been around and had some fun
There's not a job that I've not done
No unemployment where I'm from
Jack of all trades, master of none
song performed by by Madness
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Thats The Way To Do It
Now Ive been here and Ive been there
And Ive been almost everywhere
Theres not a thing I cant repair
Cos Im stan, yes I am,
The odd job man
Im a tradesman, I know all the tricks
Theres not a thing that I cannot fix
Beginners use my concrete mix
Im stan yes I am, the odd job man
Well, thats the way to do it
Just be as quick as a flash
Dont hang about
Just in and out
And always ask for cash
Any job that you want done,
Phone me up cos Im the one
Electrical, plumbing, woodwork too
Ill do the job thats right for you
Well, thats the way to do it
Just be as quick as a flash
Dont hang about
Just in and out
And always ask for cash
Ive never done the same job twice,
Listen to me take my advice
Ill double the work for half the price
The finished job will look, look nice
Ive been around and had some fun
Theres not a job that Ive not done
No unemployment where Im from
Jack of all trades, master of none
song performed by by Madness
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Hence, within the space of two generations there has been a complete revolution in the attitude of the trades-unions toward the women working in their trades.
quote by Florence Kelley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
In the garment trades, on the other hand, the presence of a body of the disfranchised, of the weak and young, undoubtedly contributes to the economic weakness of these trades.
quote by Florence Kelley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Jack Cornstalk
Jack Cornstalk as a drover born,
Jack Cornstalk gaunt and tan,
Jack Cornstalk leaves his love forlorn,
Jack Cornstalk man to man.
Jack Cornstalk as a careless scamp,
With day-dreams in his head;
Jack Cornstalk on his lone, wide camp,
Jack Cornstalk with his dead,
Jack Cornstalk at his best and worst.
The day dawns on his brow,
Jack Cornstalk’s country must be first –
Advance Australia now!
poem by Henry Lawson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Lord of the Flies
Oh Master my Master
Oh where have you been
I wallowed in filth and
I drowned in sin
Oh Master my Master
It's my rotten luck
To swim in the decay
And swallow the muck
Oh Master my Master
I stand in the fires
Surrounded by murderers
Thieves, cheaters, and liars
Oh Master my Master
the earth has turned red
Fluid with blood
Of the recently dead
Oh Master my Master
What's wrong with the world
The blackness unfolds
Like a flag that's unfurled
Oh Master my Master
You ignore my cries
And now I'm quite sure
You're the Lord of the Flies
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Leaves
I had never thought
that I would meet artisans
living on the street.
I found a welder, mechanic,
a jack-of-all-trades
and master of many and some
and even an electrician or two
and with my degree
couldn’t get a contract
and neither could they
and destiny shatters lives,
letting people blow around
like autumn leaves
being discarded by society
as work had been reserved,
not by merit, qualifications or experience
but by the colour of skin
and affirmative action
they call the demon
(the new in thing)
that has been released
and I wonder if God
hears the sad songs
flowing from guitars,
falling like leaves
in tragic melodies
and if ever a new tomorrow
would rise for the oppressed
and if ever they will be blessed?
[Reference: Leaves by Lisa Zaran.]
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Jack' Of All Trades
The ability to multi-task,
Dance fast and adorn many hats.
Use to be considered foolish,
By those who chose to 'specialize'.
Today,
One who is a 'Jack' of all trades.
Has 'mastered' survival.
With an agility to others shown.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Crucial
Baby, uve got 2 be from a different world
Cuz just one look from u could make an army surrender
Baby, uve got 2 rescue me girl, girl
A prisoner in love with the opposite gender
I aint sayin ure better, baby, but I aint sayin ure not
I aint sayin anything until u stop
Never forget that cuz baby, Ill be your jack of all trades
A mind and body well made
Crucial - baby, our love has got 2 be
Crucial - everything from a 2 z
Crucial - uve got 2 show me everything, everything, everything
Is that old man river knockin at your door
Sayin that we got 2 let more than our feelings show?
Baby, 2night dont hold nothin back, I know uve got some more
Ill give u mine if u give me yours
I aint sayin ure better, baby, I aint sayin ure not
I aint sayin anything until u stop
Baby, dont hold me back cuz baby, i.. baby I need a jack 4 all trades
A mind and body well made
Crucial - our love has got 2 be
Crucial - every little thing from a 2 z
Crucial - uve got 2 show me everything, everything, everything
song performed by by Prince
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Jack
YOU'RE only a dumb little dog, Jack,
About ten or twelve pounds or so,
And your wits must be all in a fog, Jack,
If you have any wits, I know.
But you've two such soft brown eyes, Jack,
5
And such long grey silky hair;
And, what very much more I prize, Jack,
Such a warm little heart in there.
They say warm hearts are rare, Jack,
And I almost believe that it's true;
10
But there ar'n't many hearts can compare, Jack,
With that staunch little heart in you.
Of course, we that speak and can read, Jack,
Have plenty of friendships sweet;
But, in spite of them all, there's a need, Jack,
15
For a friend like the friend at my feet.
This planet must seem a queer place, Jack,
To your poor little limited mind;
For I fancy you never can trace, Jack,
The reasons for half that you find.
20
You're not bothered with questions like us, Jack,
About forces and morals and laws;
And you never get worried or fuss, Jack,
When you cannot discover a cause.
But you go your own little way, Jack,
25
With a wag of the tail for a friend;
And in spite of our talk, I dare say, Jack,
That we don't do much more in the end.
poem by Frederick George Scott
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Big Jack
I know you and you know me
We met many years ago
In the halls ofe some ivy covered university
Where we both used to go
Now we stand outside the denmark hotel
With japanese men in ther business suits
Its midnight youre talking to some frenchman
About who does what to you know who
You want the big jack
You want the sky to crack
You want something thats goin? to give you
The big jack
You want the big jack
Hell we all want that
You want something thats goin? to give you
The big jack
You say you want to go somewhere
Where your ideals were much more than luxuries
And just like some great old painting
You set there so smug
Whith your hands between your knees
You want the big jack
You want the sky to crack
You want something thats goin? to give you
The big jack
You want the big jack
Hell we all want that
You want something thats goin? to give you a
Heart attack
So go back down to that missisippi town
Where you come from
Have a big time tonight
I can still see you in your fathers coat
On the delta shore
That he once owned
I want to be your fathers coat
I want you girl to matty me
I want the big jack
I want the sky to crack
I want something thats goin? to give me
The big jack
I want the big jack
Hell we all want that
I want something thats goin? to give me a
Heart attack
I want the big jack
Yeah we all want that
We want something thats going to give us the big jack
I want the big jack
I want the sky to crack
I want something thats going to give me the big jack
song performed by by John Mellencamp
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Jack, Of All Trades
Dabble in this and
dabble in that,
a mighty fine time
under many a hat.
Considered by many
a jack of all trades,
I've even learned inmates
how to play spades.
Now looking back on
from the eve of my life,
I see darlings and lovers
but nary a wife.
Just scraps of old letters
women wanting to wed,
I'll read with my dinner
the day after im dead.
poem by Josh Hathcock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!