One good word quenches more heat than a bucket of water.
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Bucket T
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Bucket bucket t t, bucket t bucket t,
Found her in a barn in tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket t
Took me three years of sweat and blood
To clean off all that tennessee mud
Chorus:
My bucket t (bucket t)
Bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
My bucket t (bucket t)
T t t... bucket bucket bucket...
Cruise down the street in front of school
I wanna rev it up but I gotta be cool
Drivin down the road Ill get my kicks
Apoppin the clutch and aslippin the sticks
[chorus]
I was right, too, shes first in her class
Theres nothing on the freeway she dont pass
All the girls want to take a ride with me
But theres only one seat in my bucket t
[chorus]
song performed by by Who
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A good word quenches more than a cauldron of water.
One Bucket Of Water
One bucket of water
Razed the city to ashes.
One bucket of water
Could not quench the fire
Blazing from the town's
Central pump.
One bucket of water
A man held, jumped the
Queue to the pump.
One bucket of water
At the pump, about to
Collect water, resisted.
They stared each other
In the eye. Their tribal
Marks were different.
They threw caution to
The winds. Including
All buckets on the line.
Everyone queued behind
Their tribal marks. And
The city burnt through its
Length and breath. Death
Sprung out of life. And life
Spilled out of the bucket.
poem by Adeoye Adetoba
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One good word puts out the flames better than a bucket of water.
Bucket Kicker
What rhymes with bucket?
'That depends.
Is the bucket empty?
And
Is there anyone kicking it? '
Let's say the bucket is full.
And it is being carried?
'In a Porshe?
Or a Mercedes? '
You know
Sometimes I wonder why,
I bother to ask you anything!
'Oh
So 'you're' the kicker?
That should be obvious.'
Why is it obvious now?
'Well,
If a bucket is struck by a kicker out of luck
And that bucket is not picked up,
That bucket struck aint worth
What's being dumped into it from an outhouse.'
What's an outhouse have to do with it?
'That's for you to figure out
That bucket I'm going to carry
Is going to be in the trunk of my limousine.'
Thank you.
But that doesn't rhyme with bucket
'My plucked duckets
In the trunk of a limo
Sitting filled to the brim
In my golden bucket
And your hands aint around
Or near enough to touch it
Uh, I don't know about you
But that sounds very poetic to me
And you can fuss and cuss,
While kicking your bucket all you want
Thank you for your inspiration.'
No problem.
I just know from now on
Not to ask you anything
'I'm cool with that
Bucket kicker.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A minnow, trench and a widow
I found a guppy struggles to swim in that lack of water ditch
And I borrowed a bucket of water from the near by watering widow.
Then I poured the whole into the ditch.
Oh! The minnow swims happily I watched
And I too felt happy after a long time.
I returned the bucket and said; 'Thank you very much Madam.'
I sniffed and measured her roomy smile
Really it's deeper than the trench.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Weaponry
I used an arrow to kill the spider.
I used a steamroller to flatten the worm.
For the ants I called in an air strike.
Bee that found its way in through the screen:
blowtorch.
The mammals were easier—
a bucket of water for submerging the cat,
a poisoned word thrown to the dog.
For love, only a kitchen match. That
and a stove leaking gas
and waiting until the dinner
was good and burned.
poem by Kim Addonizio
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Muleskinner Blues
Good mornin captain, good mornin shine
Good mornin captain, good mornin shine
Do you need another mule skinner,
Workin on your new road line?
My lines been rollin
Im rollin all the time
My line is work
Im rollin all the time
I can carve my initials (ha!)
On an old mules behind
I said hey, little waterboy (hey!)
Bring that water bucket round
(bring it round, bring it round, bring it round, bring it round)
I said hey, little waterboy
Bring that water bucket round
And if you dont like your job
Shut that water bucket down
(stand up here!)
(instrumental)
Good morning captain, good mornin shine
Good morning captain, good mornin shine
Do you need another mule skinner,
Workin on your new road line?
Well I like to work,
Im rollin all the time
Well I like to work,
Im rollin all the time
I can carve my initials
On an old mules behind
I said, good mornin captain
Good mornin captain
I said good mornin captain
Mornin captain
Said good mornin captain
Mornin captain
I said good mornin captain
Mornin captain
Mornin captain
Mornin captain
Working on your new road line
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Bucket of Water
carrying a bucket of water
up a hill... careful not to spill.
whose life will i come
in contact with today?
and what kind of impact
will i make?
do i do enough?
or am i deluding myself?
do i really care?
or am i just going
through the motions?
when someone talks,
do i listen?
when i listen,
do i really hear?
when someone is hurting,
do i feel it?
or am i so hardened
and calloused from the battles,
that i dont really feel
much of anything?
when someone else needs,
do i take the time to really
be there?
or am i so blind
that i just walk by?
when this day is over,
will i really have lived
every moment?
hard questions you ask yourself...
carrying a bucket of water
up a hill...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Feel A Rising
What I say to you,
Seems to be big news...
In-the-neighborhood.
I didn't think it true.
You...
Whisper in ears too.
I...
Couldn't believe you would.
I...I...
Wouldn't believe you could.
I...I...
Couldn't believe you would.
I...I...
What I say to you,
Seems to be big news...
In-the-neighborhood.
I didn't think it true.
You...
Whisper in ears too.
Why?
Why?
You come and go as you please,
And say...
Not,
A word to me.
Why?
Why?
Why?
You've got my heart wrapped up,
In some kind of beating hold.
I can't from you let go!
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why I let you torcher me...
Emotionally?
Why?
Why do I feel you needing?
Why is your heat so close to me?
You've got my heart wrapped up,
In some kind of beating hold.
I can't from you let go!
Why do I feel you needing?
Why is your heat so close to me?
What I say to you,
Seems to be big news...
In-the-neighborhood.
I didn't think it true.
You...
Whisper in ears too.
Why is that heat I feel on me...
Feel so good.
Why does that heat on me...
Feel good.
What is that heat?
Why is that heat I feel on me...
Feel so good.
Why does that heat on me...
Feel good.
What is that heat?
What we do,
Seems to be big news.
In,
The neigborhood.
Why is that heat I feel on me...
Feel so good.
Why does that heat on me...
Feel good.
What is that heat?
I feel a rising hypnotized...
By your heat.
Yes...
By
Your
Heat.
Yes...
I feel a rising,
By your heat.
I feel a rising.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Humble Bucket
There have been some great inventions
and some are not noted for their worth.
Take a humble bucket and all the uses
of it that can be employed.
It can carry water
when you’re thirty for a drink
or when you want a wash.
It can carry clothes
and most objects you can name.
You can put a bag in it
and use it as a waste paper bin
and it can be used as an overnight latrine
in case you are caught out
in the middle of the night.
A humble bucket
is one of the most versatile inventions ever made.
Australia’s most famous bushranger Ned Kelly
used a metal one to cover his head and hide his identity.
The list of uses go on and on,
so the next time you see a humble bucket
raise a glass to him
for all the work he has done for us.
18 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Water quenches the thirst but does not teach you how to sing.
Seashells in the Bucket
Vs.1 Walkin' at the beach, I
Thought I saw a bird fly,
Decided to follow it down a ways.
Then it flew away, and
I tripped and fell in the sand,
That's when I realized what all I did today.
(chorus)
I put seashells in the bucket,
And I waded in the water,
Didn't think it could get much hotter,
But, boy, was I wrong.
I went to eat some lunch,
And I made a castle out of sand,
Some little kid just stepped on my hand,
But the day's still goin' on,
So I sat down 'n' started writin' this song.
Vs.2 That's when it started to rain,
I knew that I would stay
Outside in it 'cause it felt good to me.
Then, the sun came back out,
And I started to pout,
But I had done a lot this week.
(chorus) x 2
Yes, they're still in the bucket,
And I'm done with this song!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Water Never Has To Work
Water never has to work
He runs as he pleases
Pours on under winter ice
when his surface freezes
Merrily over rocks he goes
rocks on which others smash
Joyfully over waterfalls flows
Falls on which others crash.
Through granite faced gorges
None can hope to climb
Through different countries
no passport need he find
and when he reaches the salty sea
He's lifted up by the Sun.
Water through life easily floats
but bears several ton barges and boats
Water detached from every home
but shelters homeless
birds as he roams.
Water never strains nor worries
but empowers great water wheels.
Water has no duties but quenches
millions' thirst upon his banks.
poem by Saiom Shriver
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Life Is Analogous To Heat
Life is inherent in bodies
As heat is inherent in matters.
Heat is in the earth, air, water and lives.
Life is in plants, animals and humans.
Water contains heat in all the three forms.
In ice it sleeps as the sunlight at night.
Heat is inseparable from matters
And has no exclusive entity.
Life is not like air in a sack of body
To escape at death and enter at birth.
It is inseparable from body
And has no exclusive entity too.
Life energy differs from heat in that
It is derived only from the existing one.
And it has ability to reproduce
With inherent drive for survival.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How? ...!
God is good
Good is god
Ok...
What was good?
Good is only
God's word...
What was god
word...? !
God word is
For bible...
For quran...
For geatha...
For other's
All are god's
Word 's...
Who was read
And obeay it...? !
All god word's
Are leaving in
Big big book's only
Every budy did not read
Some budy read
But...,
Did not obeay...
But.., all are
Telling only
God was good
Good was god...!
What is this...? !
This is today
Human relationship
For god....!
God was good...!
How...? !
Good was god
How...! ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Tell a word
Word word and word
without word
you are cowherd.
Tell a word
where include
entire world
where include
all creature
and water air
sky and earth
and also include light.
Tell a word
that is bright.
word word and word
through your word
I can know you
friend not foe.
Tell a word
and in that word
I conquered
entire world.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Don't throw away the old bucket until you know whether the new one holds water.