Nunziata, fix the salad, a little vinegar, lots of oil, four reckless mouthfuls, and then some drinks from the jug.
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Let the salad-maker be a spendthrift for oil, a miser for vinegar, a statesman for salt, and a madman for tossing.
You need four men to make a good salad: a crazy man to mix it, a scholar for the salt, a miser for a touch of vinegar, and a squanderer for the oil.
Oroquieta
hot summer
on a rattan chair
facing the
blue pool
under a coconut tree
sipping
coca-cola
the table is full
deep fried crabs
buco-pandan salad
steamed rice
red watermelon
sliced
into tiny mouthfuls
meeting old friends
embroidered memories
silence struts
tumbling laughter
reminiscing
golden treasures
of those
youthful days
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
Standin by the disco floor
Spot this girl
My heart jump and move
Yeah, yeah
Walk over said to her
Lovely things
She said I was a fool
Oh no
She said
This is not the right time baby
I came here to groove
Hmmmmmmm
And recklessly
I took my time
When I look back
The girls had made a move
Yeah, yeah
The music played on, played on
Why didnt you make your move
Somebody came on, came on
And stole the girl from you
Its the groove
That makes you move
So come on and get down
To this funky sound
Do what you please
You are entitled to flaunt
Get wild and reckless
If you want
cause the sound we deliver
Will take you higher
Most definately with
Desire, desire, de si si si sire
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
So as the music play
I had to find a way
To catch her eye
Yeah, yeah
The partner she was with
He did not know how to gig
Said i
Oh no
She said
Mister get away from me
I need a man
That knows how to move
Yeah, yeah
We start to dance
Suddenly a quick romance
Ooooo yeah, yeah
The music played on, played on
Why didnt you make your move
Somebody came on, came on
And stole the girl from you
This is a message
That you should discover
You cant trust a girl
Or judge them by the cover
They can lead you on
And keep you in a daze
Keep you head over heels
And keep you amazed
Its up to you
Whether you fall in the trap
Just remember when you push up
To have a strong rap
Cos now-a-days
Things are real funny
You can bet more than all she wants
Is your money
So listen to what I say
With or without
Yo, the girls is ok
Girls are the same everywhere
You can bet all they want from you
Is what they can get
And when they finish
You can bet that youve tried her
Theyll leave you penniless
With desire
You make me reckless
You make me reckless, reckless everyday
You make me reckless
song performed by by Ub40
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The star of oil and vinegar and the oil and vinegar of the stars.
quote by Paul Newman
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A Salad to Eat
Different hues...
Some not as bright but invites,
Those who come to eat eagerly
With an assorted presentation
That might satisfy an appetite.
With tomatoes and carrots,
Sliced apples and grapes...
Romaine lettuce sprinkled with chives
Topped with olive oil and vinegar,
Is a treat to see on a plate to delight...
And surprise.
Onions and green peppers,
Can please the eye with sensation.
When someone announces...
'I prefer a salad to eat! '
And they do without a moment's hesitation!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bold & Reckless
(r. hine, j. obstoj)
Producer: rupert hine
Album: non-album track
B-side of the australian steamy windows single
From the the best uk/europe 12 and cd5
So yo think youve got a hold on me
But did you ever, or is that your fantasy.
Ill miss you when you go,
But, no pain wont show
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
I suppose youve been good to me
Maybe not enough to rock my sanity.
You never asked me questions,
And you never understood.
Im free to search and go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, yeah bold and reckless.
Well, I cant live in a cage,
Ive just got to be free, dancin and flyin away.
But your always in my dreams, runin
Yes, your always in my dreams, runin
So weve been gettin closer by degree
But, you wont ever bring me to my knees.
Youll never make me shy,
And you wont see me cry.
Im still free to go my way.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
So bold, still bold and reckless.
Yes, you were always in my dreams runin
Always in my dreams.
So bold, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Yeah, yeah, so bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
Still bold, still bold and reckless.
song performed by by Tina Turner
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After A Night Of Fun
oh well, there were lots of drinks
bloody mary, screws, margaritas,
name it you have it, and lots of friends
and lovers, and newcomers on the rise
and on the go, there were names and
pseudonyms, but what matters most
were the looks and come-what-may
i like you babe, tease me, tease me,
oh, those younger days of yore,
got layed, and got drunk and got
what you got, carefree, making lots
of loves, not once a war, and then
there was this intimacy that
never gets out of your system,
like a flush of a dream, like a
perfume that refuses to get
off my skin, and i called her
after that night of fun and her
name is 'angel' and she's
just into a deep sleep and
i woke her up and she said
'who the devil are you? '
gosh, i thought love is
a many splendored thing.
be strong, there wasn't any.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Word Salad
Like veggie salad tossed here and there
Random words mix up good meaning
Spiced up musings everywhere
The taste of which is quite confusing.
So I looked and read classic poetry
Perchance there find some gourmet score
Hoping my diligence gets the recipe
For the word salad I am looking for.
Salads taste nice with a little dressing
And thrown about words may hit some cue
I guess I could never do salad writing
So I stick to rhyme in the poems I do.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A-Rat-A-Tat-Tat.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat...
Tat-tat-tat.'
No more do I eat fried fat back.
Or smothered pork chops,
To put pounds on my thighs...
Butt or back!
Biscuits are my weakness,
So I ain't touching that.
Neck bones I leave alone.
And other greasy meats,
I don't eat.
I prefer to ignore that,
And them I don't condone!
Too sleazy for me.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
'A-rat-a-tat...
Tat-tat-tat.'
I do my best to eat fresh vegetables.
With a prepared fresh salad...
Adding fruits and nutts,
To keep my energy up!
Lots of exercise I do!
And conscious to take naps.
With meditation and deep breathing...
To keep my body sleek.
Everyday of the week!
With a diet less treated by soft drinks,
And preprocessed sweets.
I do what I can to be energized...
And my eyes kept open wide,
No aches and pains I'm going to sigh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat...
Tat-tat-tat.
Hey?
Wait a minute!
But...
Do you or do you not,
STILL smoke cigarettes? '
Whose confession is this?
'Yours.'
Exactly.
You keep tapping out that rhythm.
And I'll deal with my conscious...
Guilts and other facts!
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat...
Tat-tat-tat.'
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat-tat.'
You got it!
Oh.
'A-rat-a-tat...
Tat-tat-tat.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hollywood
Orange and yellow and purple and green
The lights of the city at night set the scene
Stumble through the bars of forget-me-not lane
Sparkle through the glitter but dont show the pain
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
Heartbeats echo through a cavern of love
Come to the tavern Ill meet you up above
Soaring through the heavens, what a fabulous ride
But everybodys heading for the same place to hide
In hollywood
Underneath a golden palm tree
Hollywood
Come to the party the drinks are on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
For free
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
The drinks on me
song performed by by America
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Let's Have a Party.
Let's have a party, invite the family around,
Tell them it's teat time, and come south bound;
We'll have it as a barbecue, so b.y.o some meat,
But we will supply salad, drinks, and also sweet.
Let's have a party, but dress up in a costume,
Don't say who you are, we have to assume;
And the food will be served as a supper too,
With Chicken, no wine, and some dessert will do.
Let's have a party for children, on Friday,
Seeing its a birthday, the kids will go hooray;
Let's put up streamers, have finger food too,
After all the games and food sing happy birthday to you.
Let's have a pre wedding party, for bride and groom,
Go out to dinner, let's try the sunset room;
We'll book a smorgasbord dinner, make it for forty,
Then come back to our place after, for tea or coffee.
Let's have a Christmas party, all family and a friend,
We'll sing lots of carols, and have a story at the end;
Each bring 1 present, for under the christmas tree,
And thank God for Christmas from you and me.
poem by Margaret Haig
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My Love (2)
I love to undress it,
but sometimes I can't wait,
and have it from the oven,
on a steaming hot plate.
It likes to be soaked
with butter, beans, or peas.
Oh, the scrumptious potato,
it does like to please.
But it also plays it cool
in front of the salad.
It knows how I like it
when she teases my palate.
But to be honest I prefer it
when it's wallowing in gravy,
Mmm, those tasty hot potatoes
will drive anyone crazy.
Doesn't it smell voluptuous
with salt and vinegar
when dressed in an open
newspaper wrapper.
And when it's fluffy and soft,
with milk and butter,
it's so seductively adorable,
there's nothing better.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Lots Of Times
Lots of times we laugh and joke
And make funny faces
And lots of time we write notes
Telling each other hello
Lots of times we hung out
And made up funny games
And lots of times we stood together
And defended our beliefs
Lots of times I think of you
And how you're my best friend
And lots of times I know
That that will never end.
Petri-dish
Your love is like salad in a salad Petri-dish,
But, bounded in the myth of paradise! !
However, the pivoting labour of your muse acts like flaccid breasts;
And, tomorrow is the opening of your hot meal to the masses,
For, you are very much noted in this village.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We don't need a melting pot in this country, folks. We need a salad bowl. In a salad bowl, you put in the different things. You want the vegetables - the lettuce, the cucumbers, the onions, the green peppers - to maintain their identity. You appreciate differences.
quote by Jane Elliot
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Noahs Dove
You won a prize for that,
For telling lies like that
So well that I believed it.
And I never felt cheated.
You were the chosen one,
The pure eyes of noahs dove.
Choir boys and angels
Stole your lips and your halo.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if youve got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, you only have time and your love of danger
To it your no stranger.
In that august breeze
Of those forgotten trees,
Your time was set for leaving,
Come a colder season.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if youve got more lives
In your reckless eyes,
Its never too late for a chance to seize some final breath of freedom.
Very, so very wise.
Dont reveal it. Im tired, tired of knowing
Where it is youre going.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if youve got more lives.
In your reckless eyes,
Its never too late for your love of danger
To it youre no stranger.
In your reckless mind,
You act as if youve got more lives.
In your reckless eyes, its never too late
For a chance to seize some
Final breath of freedom
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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You Found My Way
you cook so well
and i am so
anticipating about
the new menu
on the white
porcelain plate
beside the
silver spoon
and fork
and the corrugated
knife fit for
the medium rare
steak
more rice please
more lemonades
and lots of
lettuce for the
salad
a ripe mango
and alligator
pear
on a platter
lady, you found your
way into
my belly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reckless
Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
From Breakin'.
Intro
Hey, boy!
Verse 1
Once upon a time a DJ's task
Was just to play records, what more could you ask?
But then came remixes, scratching and cuts
Which was too much for many, drove some DJ's nuts
But the DJ named Glove has reigned supreme
As the turntable wizard of the hip-hop scene
So listen to him, check him out, but remember this
When The Glove's on the wheels of steel he's Reckless
Verse 2
This high-powered music is truly unique
As The Glove cuts the rhythm to the hip-hop beat
He moves like a madman as he spins his disc
He's the number one scratcher on the DJ list, he's Reckless
Verse 3
Now I've seen DJ's, too many to name
Some gained recognition and even fame
But when you talk of MC's, Ice-T is the best
And when you talk of DJ's, forget the rest, Glove's Reckless
Verse 4
So listen very closely as The Glove throws down
He cuts like a razor to the big beat sound
Dave's layin' down a groove that we know you'll like
With The Glove on the turntables and Ice-T on the mic, we're Reckless
Verse 5
So listen to the music, let your mind feel free
Realize you're with the master G-L-O-V-E
Dave and MC Ice-T, you know you're with the best
Because when we're in the mix you know the groove is fresh
and Reckless, Reckless, Reck-Reck-Re-Reckless
song performed by by Ice T
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Breakin
Intro
Hey, boy!
Verse 1
Once upon a time a djs task
Was just to play records, what more could you ask?
But then came remixes, scratching and cuts
Which was too much for many, drove some djs nuts
But the dj named glove has reigned supreme
As the turntable wizard of the hip-hop scene
So listen to him, check him out, but remember this
When the gloves on the wheels of steel hes reckless
Verse 2
This high-powered music is truly unique
As the glove cuts the rhythm to the hip-hop beat
He moves like a madman as he spins his disc
Hes the number one scratcher on the dj list, hes reckless
Verse 3
Now Ive seen djs, too many to name
Some gained recognition and even fame
But when you talk of mcs, ice-t is the best
And when you talk of djs, forget the rest, gloves reckless
Verse 4
So listen very closely as the glove throws down
He cuts like a razor to the big beat sound
Daves layin down a groove that we know youll like
With the glove on the turntables and ice-t on the mic, were reckless
Verse 5
So listen to the music, let your mind feel free
Realize youre with the master g-l-o-v-e
Dave and mc ice-t, you know youre with the best
Because when were in the mix you know the groove is fresh
And reckless, reckless, reck-reck-re-reckless
song performed by by Ice T
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