Men are not weighed by hundredweight, but by the ounce, like gold.
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Poem about Poetry - Telling it as it is
people who have problem
expressing themselves
keep the gold mine there
and find the tools
extract the gold ounce by ounce
let us see all its glitter and shine
without any being thrown over
people who have no problem
expressing themselves
keep the gold mine there
and let us see the gold and all its glitter
ounce by ounce without any
being glossed over
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Every Ounce Of Strength
(cropper / hayes / porter)
Ill put your pictures all around my wall
Ill build a tower of love that wont fall
Ill do everything I can
Ill try to be your own lovin woman
With every ounce of strength I have
Oh, yeah
Oh, there is nothing that I wouldnt do
To let the world know
Im crazy bout you
Id use all of my womans power
To keep you happy for a million hours
Every ounce of strength I have
Every ounce of strength I have
You can ask for what you want
And a-get what you ask
Id give my all to make
I would love for ever last
With every ounce of strength I have
Oh, yeah
Long as blood runs through my veins
Long as I can see clouds that bring on rain
Ill use a-all of my womans power
To keep you happy for a million hours
With every ounce of strength I have
Every ounce of strength I have
Im gonna keep you happy
With every, every, every, every ounce of strength I have
Every ounce
Im gonna keep you happy
With every, every, every
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Rumpelstiltskin's revenge
Rumpelstiltskin’s Revenge
A worthless scrap of linen
On which Ben Franklin’s printed
Can buy you one tenth ounce of gold
An eagle freshly minted.
Our Quantitative Easing
Has made Rumpelstiltskin sore
Our turning paper into gold
Means there’s no need for straw
As far as barbarous relics go
Gold Eagles are quite nice
But as gold doesn’t grow on trees
They’ll have to raise the price.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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It takes bales of hundredweight because a fire of straw lasts little.
Better an ounce of happiness than a pound of gold.
Ill Take Love
(words & music by fuller / barkon)
Some people think that pot of gold
Is all they ever want to hold
But theres a treasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Some people think that their success
Is all they need for happiness
But theres a pleasure, I think more of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Pound for pound oh yeah and
Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts
So let them have their wealth and fame
Eat caviar and drink champagne
Youre all the treasure Im dreaming of
Measure for measure .. Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love
Ill take love, Ill take love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Terse Verse
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
In my soul thou so give
And on its worth my life I live
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
Love is a morsel of thine treasure
In one ounce is my immense pleasure
Terse little verse, gold from beauties purse
Sing like a muse
and in poetry fuse
my soul into verse from beauties purse
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Like Jayalailtha
You aren’t weighed against your success;
You are weighed against your failures.
How you face, how you deal with crises
And how you muster energy-
Physical and mental,
To turn the impossible possible,
As Jay, the royal, demonstrated
07.0102004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stealing Babies (feat. Elvin Jones)
I'm teething on the answers you're saving
How are you going to make me sleep again?
Well I'm dreaming while you're stealing babies
When you gonna make me understand?
Why?
How should I say "I'm so sorry!"
How should I pray, to know that we're alive
Eve stands alone
By the knock on the Door
By the thin in her bones
She's courageous and loving
Exhausted and cold
She's not ready to go
But the ghost on the phone
Helps her safely into her dream
You're leaving pieces of family
How you gonna help them understand
Well I'm screaming
While you're stealing babies
Why you wanna knock us down again?
Why?
How should I say "I'm so sorry!"
How should we pray, to make us feel alive?
Eve stands alone
By the knock
On the door
By the thin in her bones
She's courageous and loving
Exhausted and cold
She's not ready to go
So the ghost on the phone
Helps her safely into her dream
It must be our egos
It must be my lack
Of faith that it might not come back
It must be our egos
It must be my lack
Of faith that it might not come back
I've been weighed down again
I'm weighed down again
I've been weighed down again
I'm weighed down...
Weighed down...
Weighed down...
Weighed down...
Down...
Down...
Down
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Crucifixion
she drained every ounce
of being from his heart,
and left his body lifeless
in an alley...
took every ounce of feeling
from his senses...
every streak of light
from his darkened path...
took his every original thought,
and the identity of his desire,
and wadded them up like paper
for the fire...
now every reason she had to live,
every thing she ever knew about love...
all lie betrayed by her tears
in a shallow grave that she dug!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I had only played five games in my senior year in high school. I was not large enough. Hell, when I graduated, I was about five foot four and weighed 120 pounds. I didn't go with the Dodgers until spring training of 1940 and I weighed all of 155 pounds soaking wet.
quote by Pee Wee Reese
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You Remind Me Of Gold
Baby, when I think about you
And thats when I think
I think about gold
You remind me of gold
And when I see the sunrise in the sky
And when I hear your brakes come squealing by
I forget
Everything Ive been told
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
Baby I always think about you
I think of the life and glory you hold
You remind me of gold
And even though there was no sun today
And though you are a thousand miles away
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
You remind me of gold
song performed by by Human League
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Silver And Gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Grenouillage à Trois
Deep in the forest, on two logs
were perched two rather handsome frogs.
The logs were pretty close together
and served as shelters for the weather.
Now, on the smaller of the logs
was sitting, still, the bigger frog.
He looked across and had discovered
that on a tree a third frog hovered,
apparently intent to pounce!
He must have weighed a paltry ounce.
They say that from necessity
all frogs, no matter where they be
will act. So this one did pretend
for competition soon to end
that in the tree the frog was meat,
a moth or insect he would eat.
Thus ends the story of the frogs
on trees and on two fallen logs,
while after all they got together
and sheltered in their log from weather.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Silver & Gold
Words and Music by Johnny Marks.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Ev'ryone wishes for silver and gold
How do you measure its worth?
Just by the pleasure it gives here on earth.
Silver and gold, silver and gold
Mean so much more when I see
Silver and gold decorations
On ev'ry Christmas tree.
Silver, silver and gold
Silver, silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Silver and gold
Wise men brought gifts to the mange I'm told
Mary was humble to see
Shepherds and kings there on bended knees
It's silver and gold, silver and gold
Feeling the world with their lives
Silver and gold how they shimmer on ev'ry Christmas night
On ev'ry Christmas night
Silver, silver and gold
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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True to Onself
love means so much more
when you receive it without getting
a glimpse of the giver - true love is
seen through deeds
when you give a sincere thought to
what you had done and their rewards
- good and bad - you realise that it is the
divine talking to you right in your hearts
teaching you to be true to yourself
so that the world can be true to you
that love is all that matters
taking an ounce of it away makes
the heart an ounce heavier
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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What You Lack (draft)
It's funny how what you need
becomes only what you want
funny how it crawls around
in attempts to redefine its insides,
to the extent that its a stranger within itself
a portrayal of a little boy lacking every ounce
of existence required to be a man.
Its audastic nature yells to its new agenda
everything it used to say to you
You've heard all of that before
the bits and pieces of pathalogical lyrics
that used to make your song
elementary words with no music behind them
lies that pacified you but now
they're meant for someone else.
It's so dissapointing how many people there are
without an ounce of realism within their souls.
poem by Kerri White
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Fire Hot Mama
Where would you like that chaser?
Inside,
To the side...
Or in an ounce cup to chuck?
Where would you want that chaser?
Let me know,
Before I leave.
Where would you like that chaser?
Inside,
To the side...
Or in an ounce cup to chuck?
Where would you want that chaser?
Let me know,
Before I leave.
Where would you want that chaser?
Where would you want that chaser?
Where would you want that chaser?
Before I leave.
Oooohhhwhere would you want that chaser?
Where would you want that chaser?
Where would you want that chaser?
Before I leave.
Where would you like that chaser?
Inside,
To the side...
Or in an ounce cup to chuck?
Where would you want that chaser?
Let me know,
Before I leave.
No sense keeping the oven on...
If you're ready for an exit!
And I want to see you,
As a fire hot mama!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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