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I worked on scores. I went to the musical library in Berlin which is very famous. I discovered that we had scores of Beethoven, printed scores of Beethoven, that are full of mistakes. Not the wrong or false notes, but the wrong dynamic, understandable things.
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I grew up on film scores and scores from films.
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John Barry was my hero when I was about 13. His scores to the James Bond movies were the scores of my life back then.
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You must realize that honorary degrees are given generally to people whose SAT scores were too low to get them into schools the regular way. As a matter of fact, it was my SAT scores that led me into my present vocation in life, comedy.
quote by Neil Simon
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The Plight of The Modern Education or Why Johnny Can't Read
The plight of modern education,
Is much more complicated than some imagined.
You see at first,
Many people thought money was the problem,
So they robbed some from the rich to
Give to the poor,
Now they wonder what happened to their
Test scores.
With all of this social engineering,
What did they accomplish?
All they did was bring down scores,
Bring down the morale,
And bring down the level of education,
Of our great nation.
Does this make sense,
Is this wrong,
What has happened to our education?
poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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Killer Without A Cause
He made a big impression
When he walked across the room
And I must make my confession
I might have spoked too soon
Hes a killer
Without a cause
The time is right
To settle scores
On the streets he lives again
Down the alley and round the bend
On the beat beneath the light
An angel comes to claim the light
From the streets
This rebel shall rise
His soul shall soar
Through the skies
The same old confrontation
At the bar in the saloon
But its just another tricky situation
The underworld operation lies in ruins
Hes a killer
Without a cause
The time is right
To settle scores
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Journey through the furnace.
Many were called
But few were chosen
Into the call of academic glory
The journey many started
Ended with but a few.
7 scores and a decade*
Started the journey towards greatness
On the same path and terrace.
Some took another route
Some fell out fortuitously
4 scores and a half decade*
Got to the end of the road.
We who ended are no better
Than we who started the journey
In this great academia
With moral prison yards
And religious bigotry.
Those who have fallen out
Or, rather
Taken another route
Shall forever remain in our heart
As we end this journey
And close this phase of our life
Taking a bold step
Into the universal city
Of the world beyond…
poem by Phillips Olayanju
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Balance
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
I sought to seek...
And now I keep,
Within me deep...
A,
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
What island is this that I'm on?
With no regrets that I'm desolate.
What is it that I gave up and glad is gone?
That left me with headaches from night 'till dawn!
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
Whatever it took I knew would challenge,
My wanting to just have balance.
And I had to distance from those shores.
Balance!
More of it I needed than times before.
It was a...
Balance!
I had to give up the keeping of scores.
My balance!
And I will keep this with me forevermore.
Balance.
I will keep this with me forevermore.
My balance!
And,
I will keep this with me forevermore.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Soccer Match
there goes soccer fans in deep sunray
we never care for deep sunlight
we are here to see champions beat
there goes start
fans cheer which is part
suddenly there team is goal down
but that is not making them frown
as they are confident our team will take crown
defender comes in pickle
as he does wrong tackle
that is pick
striker scores from freekick
with few minutes to go
fans say make strategy to get victory
and in last minute striker scores from long range
expert say do you get it is big upset
coach thanks fans for support
you are integral part of support
poem by Rohan Bendre
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The Innovator
(A Pharaoh Speaks.)
I said, "Why should a pyramid
Stand always dully on its base?
I'll change it! Let the top be hid,
The bottom take the apex-place!"
And as I bade they did.
The people flocked in, scores on scores,
To see it balance on its tip.
They praised me with the praise that bores,
My godlike mind on every lip.
-- Until it fell, of course.
And then they took my body out
From my crushed palace, mad with rage,
-- Well, half the town WAS wrecked, no doubt --
Their crazy anger to assuage
By dragging it about.
The end? Foul birds defile my skull.
The new king's praises fill the land.
He clings to precept, simple, dull;
HIS pyramids on bases stand.
But -- Lord, how usual!
poem by Stephen Vincent Benet
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Packed With Ammo
Packed with ammo.
The kind to settle scores,
Discreetly.
When one has been annoyed,
To a brim that overflows...
It is best to keep,
A repayment unexpected.
Just to ensure,
The unbelieving receiver knows...
Actions of deception exposed and known,
Have been delivered at the wrong doorstep.
And will not be accepted,
For a continuation of visits.
To nip this in the bud,
Has a way of showing quivering lips...
A one on one presentation,
Means a resolving of serious business meant.
Packed with ammo.
The kind to settle scores,
Discreetly.
With a face to face acknowledgement,
As to what and will must come to an end.
'I understand there was something done I did,
You disliked.
And I've come to hear what it was I did to do,
From you.
I'm not into hearsay or hand-me-down gossip.
There is something about direct comprehension,
I like to get understood.
You have a moment?
And let's keep this between us.
Okay?
Who knows...
We may even come to agree.
Nothing more would please me.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Games Of Power
(nick feldman)
I dont wanna play these games of power
I dont wanna fight this war no more
Dont wanna twist the knife
Just wanna better life for me & you & me & you
Chorus:
Is this what you call love
Is this what weve been fighting for
Is this what you call love
There must be so much more
Is this what you call love
Forget old scores we should be making love
Not war
Make love not war
Gotta try to break this vicious circle
Gotta find the love weve nearly lost
Its time to stop the pain
Weve played the blaming game for far too long
For far too long
Repeat chorus
You hurt me then I hurt you a bit more
Is this the love to end all the wars
We gotta escape this no mans land
And throw away all our battle plans
Oh yeah all right...
Oh yeah all right...
Oh yeah all right...
Oh yeah all right...
Is this what you call love
Is this what weve been fighting for
Is this what you call love
Is this what weve been fighting for
Is this what you call love
There must be so much more
This fight is not for us
Forget old scores we should be making love
Not war
Make love not war
Forget old scores we should be making love
Not war
Make love not war
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Boys Dream
Sleep’s statistical clutters quicken
desiderata of schedules wanting—
hegemony from standings trumpeting
triumph and trophy consummating…
in the arc of a completed pass…. A boys dream
scores symphony of self and other from the
argument of offense and defense—scores epic
antinomy from line and territory—scores world-song
from cosmic struggle directed by generals—
but fought in trenches by Trojans in armor
sheathed—and enshrined…by warrior-gods whose
jersey cerements retire in the Valhalla fame—the sacred
relics of ground offenses, of long-bombing air attacks—
defiance heroic to blitzes by defensive backs.
A boys dream lives by his helmet but dies
on the sidelines—and after a close game
when his father said “I’m sure glad they
they didn’t put you in”. A boy’s dream
dies in a shame that wouldn’t acknowledge
his own little brother’s calls from the crowd—dies
under Friday night lights when the sun stood still
over his home town— still…like the eye of God
scrutinizing each secret inch of his sodomizing
soul— still…before the immensity of nature
and the psychedelic dissolution of self
into every musky spoor of this clayey earth—
this broken and bloody battlefield—
the body of the hero that became the world.
poem by Todd Garland
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Sum Of You
The sum of you is 1+2
The sum of me is 1+3
The sum of us = 7
Now that's a love that's made in heaven!
With family and friends add 4
Without our love our friends are poor
All together we make 11
Now that's a love that's made in heaven!
The sum of a cat must = 9
He has alot of lives to live before he dies
The some of a Dog must = 2
He always does what you ask him to
The sum of a fish must = 5
He goes round and round to stay alive
The sum of a tortoise is slow and rare
Give him a 1
Cos he's seldom here
The sum of a bird
Is measured in song
He scores the highest at 21!
But before this is over and done
A parrot scores a measly 1
For squawking on and on and on
Great grannies are a rare and unseen treat
So let's give them an 8
Before it's too late
And they turn to dust and disintegrate!
A mouse is a pest you don't want to see
So let's set a trap and give a -3
The sum of all this is beyond my conceit
Adding it up+ and -
Is a terrible feat
So if you can fnd a spread sheet
Send me the TOTAL
Make this poem complete
poem by Yvette Smith
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Nowadays, as soon as a striker scores three goals, everyone starts asking him about it.
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Kevin McReynolds stops at third and he scores.
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There are scores you have to write objectively without getting involved.
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But I it doesn't matter who scores the goals so long as we win.
quote by Steven Gerrard
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When luck joins in the game, cleverness scores double.
My grandson sees me as Lois on TV every Christmas, and that scores me points.
quote by Margot Kidder
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