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Later Tonight
You wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
That boy never cast a look in your direction
Never tried to hook for your affection
Dresses like the mod of your invention, tall and proud
He is the head boy of the school of thought
That plays in your intentions, night and day
And you wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
And you wait till later
till later tonight
You wait till later, till later
till later tonight
cause tonight always comes
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Severe Weather Forecast
The weather today
Is severe, so they say,
So when you go out,
Do not cast a clout.
It will not be good,
There's risk of a flood,
The cloud's very low,
Need brolly to go.
Heed warning, feel dread,
Storm clouds on my head.
poem by Edith Oram
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Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale
Ay, beshrew you! By my fay,
These wanton clerks be nice alway!
Avaunt, avaunt, my popinjay!
What, will ye do nothing but play?
Tilly, vally, straw, let be I say!
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
By God, ye be a pretty pode,
And I love you an whole cart-load.
Straw, James Foder, ye play the fode,
I am no hackney for your rod:
Go watch a bull, your back is broad!
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
Ywis ye deal uncourteously;
What, would ye frumple me? Now fy!
What, and ye shall be my pigesnye?
By Christ, ye shall not, no hardely:
I will not be japed bodily!
Gup, Christian Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
Walk forth your way, ye cost me nought;
Now I have found what I have sought:
The best cheap flesh that ever I bought.
Yet, for His love that all hath wrought,
Wed me, or else I die for thought.
Gup, Christian Clout, your breath is stale!
Go, Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale!
Gup, Christina Clout, gup, Jack of the Vale!
With Mannerly Margery Milk and Ale.
poem by John Skelton
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Our Lady's Song
Iesu, swete sone dere!
On porful bed list thou here,
And that me greveth sore;
For thi cradel is ase a bere,
Oxe and asse beth thi fere:
Weepe ich mai tharfore.
Iesu, swete, beo noth wroth,
Thou ich nabbe clout ne cloth
The on for to folde,
The on to folde ne to wrappe,
For iche nabbe clout ne lappe;
Bote ley thou thi fet to my pappe,
And wite the from the colde.
poem by Anonymous Olde English
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Epitah on the Politician Himself
Here richly, with ridiculous display,
The Politician's corpse was laid away.
While all of his acquaintance sneered and slanged
I wept: for I had longed to see him hanged.
Another on the Same
This, the last ornament among the peers,
Bribed, bullied, swindled and blackmailed for years:
But Death's what even Politicians fail
To bribe or swindle, bully or blackmail.
On Another Politician
The Politician, dead and turned to clay,
Will make a clout to keep the wind away.
I am not fond of draughts, and yet I doubt
If I could get myself to touch that clout.
On Yet Another
Fame to her darling Shifter glory gives;
And Shifter is immortal while he lives.
Epitah Upon Himself
Lauda tu Ilarion audacem et splendidum,
Who was always beginning things and never ended 'em.
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Jumping to Conclusions
No sir...
I did not say,
You were clearly out of your mind.
You are jumping to conclusions!
This is what I said...
And I quote my exact statement.
'You have used your political clout,
To ruin my reputation.
You've destroyed my ability,
To seek meaningful employment.
You and your associates,
Have campaigned to slander...
And smear any attempts I've made,
To make progress among my own people.
In this community.
There are more living in poverty in this area,
Since your last election.
And...
One in which has the highest crime rate.
Least amount of representation,
For the tax dollars that are spent.
And...
You have been in office for three terms,
Doing absolutely nothing...
For the betterment of your constituents here!
Plus your use of racial tactics,
Speaks for itself.
And you seek my endorsement?
Where is the advantage? '
THAT is what I said!
Now...
How you take that,
Can be interpreted any way you wish!
But those are my comments,
About how I feel regarding you....
Your political clout and influence.
Anything else you'd like to add...
Would come out of 'your' mouth,
Sir.
And not mine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Till I Go Down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Ive already seen the lies
On the faces of the men of war
Leading people to the killing floor
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
No no
Till I go down
Till the world stops spinning around
Till Im six feet under the ground
Till theres no sound
Till theres no pain
Im gonna swing this chain
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my mouth
Im for the truth to come out
About the leader with the iron will
And his allegiance to the dollar bill
Till I go down
Till I go down
Till I go down
Im not gonna shut my eyes
Till I go down
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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What lies ahead?
I have never counted starts in sky,
No wings, but with imaginations try to fly,
Never claim high and feet firmly on ground
Hunt is on till new treasure is found
Am I not capable of achieving goal?
Do I not have the honesty and pure soul?
Mind is pre-occupied with if and buts
Chances are less but may face it with guts
Have to keep pace with changing world,
Try and usher in era while not developing cold
Hair may disappear and head becomes bald,
Resolution of high order and approach bold
Has vigour become thing of past?
Nothing should be left till it lasts,
Sky is the limit and areas so vast
Truest always in self and never doubts cast,
I may not go far and find place among,
Race may be halted and not go long,
Voice may be blurred not suitable for song,
Still keeping head high as find no wrong,
Time may run out as deals may have clout,
Victory less in sight with possibility of rout,
Relation may turn sour and can’t think about
Unexpected may happen with many more fall outs
Life is full of challenge with hard task ahead
We have to make move and take a lead
Challenge must be accepted and correctly read
With application of mind keeping and cooling head
Situation may not improve by simple thinking
Ship may run aground and wait for sinking
Nothing could be salvaged if not properly thought
Something still could be achieved if hard battles fought
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Humility versus Pride
The man with pride does things all on his own,
And uses influence and clout en way;
He pays such hefty sums as payment down,
For getting something done on any day!
The humble man does whatever he can
And leaves the rest to God to whom he prays;
He knows all things cannot be done by man;
Impossible things happen as God says!
The former wins life’s game very early,
But Time deprives him of all things he gets;
The latter struggles till the last dearly;
But triumphs clearly despite umptine debts!
The humble heart is exalted by God;
The proud person is bestowed divine rod!
poem by John Celes
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Cast The Spirit
Written by russ ballard, 1983
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When you feel down and youve nobody to turn to
When you feel youre about to give up
The sun goes down and darkness surrounds you
And its runnin dry in your lovin cup
Cast the spirit, cast it out
If its in your body, then let it out
Put out the fire, let it cool down
If its in your tears, then let it drown
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
You cant ignore the feeling inside you
In your mind youre without a friend
The spirit is there, its in every doorway
You say to yourself, will it ever end
Cast the spirit, cast it out
If its in your body, then let it out
Put out the fire, let it cool down
If its in your tears, then let it drown
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
When you feel down and have nobody to turn to
You say to yourself, why cant it be
The sun goes down and darkness surrounds you
You feel you want to be free
Cast the spirit, cast it out
If its in your body, then let it out
Put out the fire, let it cool down
If its in your tears, then let it drown
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
Oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo, oo
Cast the spirit
Cast the spirit
Cast the spirit ...
song performed by by America
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Cast Off All My Fears
Ones I was on my one and falling
Ones I was all alone and calling
For some one anyone to day
To help me just a little on my way
And then I took a look around
I saw all that love that surronded me
I know that it was all up to me and
Cast off all my fears that bound me
Cast off all my fears that bound me
You find you cant go on deppending
Allways to help your in deep ending
Your reason for beeing whom you are
And asking for that lightest brightest star
I tought that all I had to do
Was beleaving the things that was true to me
And let it happen naturlie
And cast off all my fears that bound me
Cast off all my fears that bound me
Solo
I tought that all I had to do
Was beleaving the things that was true to me
And let it happen naturlie
And cast off all my fears that bound me
Cast off all my fears that bound me
Cast off all my fears that bound me
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Never go to the devil and a dish-clout in your hand.
I'm playing one of the principal roles, which gives you more clout and more confidence.
quote by Charles Dance
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Early Works - PER’I
In Circular tombs
between heaven and hell,
there exist creatures
that have been cast to moan and yell. Who have been cast into torment
until the judgement day.
The creatures are inhuman
and unearthly who fell.
PER’I a fallen angel cast from heaven,
but not into hell.
Cast to moan and endlessly roam
until the judgement day when they are re-throned.
poem by David Harris
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Rowers Chant
Row till the land dip 'neath
The sea from view.
Row till a land peep up,
A home for you.
Row till the mast sing songs
Welcome and sweet.
Row till the waves, out-stripped,
Give up dead beat.
Row till the sea-nymphs rise
To ask you why
Rowing you tarry not
To hear them sigh.
Row till the stars grow bright
Like certain eyes.
Row till the noon be high
As hopes you prize.
Row till you harbour in
All longing's port.
Row till you find all things
For which you sought.
poem by Thomas Sturge Moore
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The Rower's Chant
ROW till the land dip 'neath
The sea from view.
Row till a land peep up,
A home for you.
Row till the mast sing songs
Welcome and sweet,
Row till the waves, outstripped,
Give up, dead beat.
Row till the sea-nymphs rise
To ask you why
Rowing you tarry not
To hear them sigh.
Row till the stars grow bright
Like certain eyes.
Row till the noon be high
As hopes you prize.
Row till you harbour in
All longing's port.
Row till you find all things
For which you sought.
poem by Thomas Sturge Moore
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