Roof tiles are positioned to face downwards so that husbands and wives can be left alone.
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A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all.
quote by Washington Irving
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Atiogbe
Wives, submit to your own husbands,
For the husband is the head of the wife;
Husbands, love your wives!
And stop jumping from bed to bed;
For, i am Atiogbe in your city stidying various things,
And i have more things at hand to tell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wives Are in Demand
Widows are jealous of wives.
Concubines are jealous of wives.
Bachelors seek for wives.
Husbands trust on wives.
(30.04.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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American husbands are the best in the world; no other husbands are so generous to their wives, or can be so easily divorced.
quote by Elinor Glyn
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Pillars of Truth-3
it's hard, so damned hard!
go to work everyday (if you're lucky)
and pound your head against the wall...
knowing there's no way in hell
you can make enough to survive!
house gone! car gone! savings gone!
no insurance, not enough food to eat!
husbands leave wives, cant do it anymore!
wives leave husbands, want a better life.
and it only gets worse!
the only thing that we have
that they cant take away
are the people that love us...
why in the hell would we throw that away?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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September 11 2012
Cars left abandon with fallen leafs upon them,
wives and husbands left alone to soon,
children lost and missing a love one,
now fully grown,
sadness and tears still flow,
I still morn the ones I have known.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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Red-Tiled Roof
Poets may praise a wattle thatch
Doubtfully waterproof;
Let me uplift my lowly latch
Beneath a rose-tiled roof.
Let it be gay and rich in hue,
Soft bleached by burning days,
Where skies ineffably are blue,
And seas a golden glaze.
But set me in the surly North
Beneath a roof of slate,
And as I sourly sally forth
My heart will hum with hate;
And I will brood beneath a pine
Where Nature seldom smiles,
Heart-longing for a starry vine
And roof of ruddy tiles.
For oh the South's a bonny clime
And sunshine is its life;
So there I'll finish up my time
A stranger unto strife.
And smoke my pipe and sit aloof
From care by miles and miles,
Sagaciously beneath a roof,
Geranium-gay and panic proof,
Of ruby tinted tiles.
poem by Robert William Service
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Noted By Us All
Adoption and adaptation,
And like the redemption of my muse;
But the righteous pleasures of things are now noted by us all in this life.
Wives should submit to their husbands,
Husbands should love their wives as their own bodies,
And do not grow weary of doing righteousness;
For, the righteous pleasures of things are now noted by us all in this life!
Do not be deceived,
For whatever you sow, that will you also reap;
So work with your hands to gain the status of your life,
For, there are laws all over the world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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How many wives have been forced by the death of well-intentioned but too protective husbands to face reality late in life, bewildered and frightened because they were strangers to it!
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Redefine
Just sit down right here in front of me
I'll let you see
Connect your face to the fist
I'll show you what you can be
No one to hear all your cries
No one to hear you beg
Listen to me. why can't you see
You are with me
Positioned under me
Let you live
I depend
On your will
Do you see what's running through me
So I'm wrong
I'm not alone
Seems like you're scared
You're holding me back again
Confused I'll hold all your
thoughts from you
You're close to me
You hide from your own fears
Now I'll set them free
No one to hear all your cries
No one to hear you beg
Listen to me. why can't you see
You are with me
Positioned under me
[Chorus repeat 3x]
song performed by by Sevendust from Animosity
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They're equally good
Successful men make lousy husbands;
Successful women make lousy mothers.
Husbands and wives tending their families
Are equally successful people.
06.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Canadian Polygamy Coming Around The Bend
How many wives should a man be allowed if they change the law,
Three, ten, a hundred and ten or will there be another flaw?
The appointed Supreme Court changed the laws and allowed abortions,
These appointees are quite capable of making more distortions.
Polygamy and religious freedom are now front and center,
Maybe they’ll come to a final conclusion this long winter,
Should a man be allowed a hundred wives or only one?
Come on, let’s face it, the man needs to have a lot of fun.
And the pro choice ladies who got their High Court abortion rights,
Don’t appear to me to be putting up much of a fight,
There’s something seriously wrong here that seems awfully strange,
In equal rights, a woman should have five husbands to arrange,
Nov 28th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Walk In Love
Husbands do love your wives,
For he who loves his wife as himself loves himself too;
Wives submit to your husbands,
For the husband is the head of the wife;
Of Bar-Iesous,
Of Bar-Jesus,
Of Zeus and Hermes;
Whatever righteous thing anyone does,
He or she will receive the same from Father Yahweh.
Walk in love and learn from the truth always,
Don't let life toss you to and fro;
Children honour your father and mother,
For they are your parents;
Walk in love and learn how to share.
Try to walk circumspectly,
For cunning craftiness does not walk in love;
They always walk to and fro like,
The eyes of your understanding.
Ice, dice, rice, lice, nice, vice, and mice;
Try to understand life and,
Stand against the wiles of this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You're living in paradise
I'm getting tired of hearing your silly complaints.
You're angry because your husband isn't a saint.
Your husband forgets and leaves the toilet seat up and you think this isn't very nice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
Your husband has a few flaws but in my eyes he's great.
When I tell you about some other husbands, he'll be a man who you 'll appreciate.
I've seen husbands who beat and raped their wives and some husbands who even threatened them with guns.
And you complain about the superficial things your husband has done.
Close to where I live, a man killed his wife and then set her on fire.
Be thankful that your life isn't so dire.
These poor women's lives have been completely destroyed.
And you have the nerve to complain because your husband goes out once a week with the boys.
Before you complain about your husband again, maybe you should think twice.
You think you have it bad but you're really living in paradise.
poem by Randy Johnson
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Wives from the mountains and husbands from the cities.
Mahatma Gandi was what wives wish their husbands were: thin, tan and moral.
Many men hoard for the future husbands of their wives.
quote by Solomon Ibn Gabirol
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The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.
quote by Thomas Dekker
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The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.
Harlots Be Honoured
Man is polygamous; he cannot be chained.
Wives must be safe; hence prostitution.
Its eradication is like blocking sewage.
Exit of prostitution will invites adultery
And wives are not safe; husbands insecure.
Don’t condemn harlots; don’t contempt harlots.
Harlots are as good as any woman.
Stigma attached to them be cut off.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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