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Ain't Gonna Grieve
by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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No food is wasted
The milk poured over the idol’s head
Trickles down to reach the earth.
The milk is not spilt; germs are there to eat.
The milk spoilt means germs have eaten it.
The milk stolen by the cat is not a waste.
No organic food goes waste
And is broken down to elements
In cycles of feeding by organisms.
The elements, the end product,
Serves as food to the plant kingdom.
08.02.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Never cry over spilt milk, because it may have been poisoned.
quote by W.C. Fields
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There is no sense in crying over spilt milk.
There is no sense in crying over spilt milk. Why bewail what is done and cannot be recalled?
Writing For Writing's Sake
all i have are sighs
no ideas popping out
i don't feel like
a popcorn, sort of
i am feeling more
like spilt milk
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jizzlober
They will sum it all up in a sentence
a veredict made by those who know
Im ready to make a commitment
Im willing to make love to concrete
Smiles
bruises
smiles
bruises
bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattres and they are making me itch
my time is spilt milk
My skin is a layer of soot
Im spendig my days scrubbing
Im trying so hard to act like nothing happened(No one left to blame)
Im trying so hard to find that fresh clean smell(No one left to blame)
Smiles
bruises
smiles
bruises
bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutyes under my dirty mattres and they are making me itch
my time is spilt milk
I am what Ive done
I am what Ive done
Im sorry
Im sorry
SORRY
song performed by by Faith No More
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Jizzlobber
They will sum it all up in a sentence
A verdict made by those who know
Im ready to make a commitment
Im willing to make love to concrete
Smiles
Bruises
Smiles
Bruises
Bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch
My time
Is spilt milk
My skin is a layer of soot
Im spending my days scrubbing
Im trying so hard to act like nothing happened (no one left to blame)
Im trying so hard to find that fresh, clean smell (no one left to blame)
Smiles
Bruises
Smiles
Bruises
Bars in the womb
I hide the dirty minutes under my dirty mattress and they are making me itch
My time
Is spilt milk
Cruel world sleeps above me
Mounting and teasing
I am what Ive done
I am what Ive done
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Sorry
Sorry
Sorry
song performed by by Faith No More
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Spilt Milk
WE that have done and thought,
That have thought and done,
Must ramble, and thin out
Like milk spilt on a stone.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Living The Fulness Of Life
the fullness of life is not in the overflowing
neither is it the shortage and the drying over
contemplate on a glass of milk
nothing spilt
nothing wasted
every dropp
inside your throat
flowing
satisfying just enough
for that thirst
in your heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I love milk so much! I make a point of drinking a glass of milk every day. So now anyone who did those milk ads with the milk mustaches, they're my heroes.
quote by Natalie Portman
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To grieve is something extremely difficult, we don't even know how to begin to grieve, and I don't know how you can be taught to grieve.
quote by Charlotte Rampling
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Cry out
Shedding of tears is a safety valve.
Wanting to cry but unable to
And wanting to cry but refusing to
Are equally bad to soul and body.
You must cry and come to terms with yourself.
You must cry and feel calm after a storm.
It is not futile to cry over the spilt milk
If it demands a cry from your heart.
01.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Cat with milk
My cat
Not drink milk...
For today...
Yester day
My cat was
Try drink hot
Of milk...
Hot was hit...
For my cat mouth...
Cat was did not cry...
Run away for hot
Milk pot...
So...
Today coll milk also
My cat did not drink...
O...
I am very soory
For hot milk...
Come to drink milk....
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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