Scandal is like an egg; when it is hatched it has wings.
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Scandal
Words and music by queen
Scandal - now youve left me all the worlds gonna know
Scandal - theyre gonna turn our lives into a freak show
Theyll see the heart ache,theyll see the love break
Theyll hear me pleading,well say for gods sake
Over and over and over again
Scandal - now youve left me theres no healing the wounds
Hey scandal - and all the world can make us out to be fools
Here come the bad news,open the flood gates
Theyll leave us bleeding,well say you cheapskates
Over and over and over again
So let them know when they start its just a private affair
Theyll have us hung in the air and tell me what do they care
Its only a life to be twisted and broken
Theyll see the heart ache,theyll see our love break - yeah
Theyll hear me pleading,Ill say for gods sake
Over and over and over and over again
Scandal scandal
Scandal
Scandal yes youre breaking my heart again
Scandal yes youre loving on out again
Today the headlines tomorrow hard times
And no-one ever really knows the truth from the lies
And in the end the story deeper must hide
Deeper and deeper and deeper inside
Scandal scandal
Scandal scandal
song performed by by Queen
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Words are like eggs: when they are hatched they have wings.
Words are like newly hatched eggs: they already have wings.
A lie has no leg, but a scandal has wings.
quote by Thomas Fuller
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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After All This- Happiness
There is a drunk boy in my bed and he smells.
I want him to leave so I can wash the sheets,
clean up,
arrange things, erase this episode
in my single hood.
Scandal, scandal, scandal, boys boys boys:
woke up this morning, no love in the bed.
You and I should meet for lunch. You can give me
advice. I sometimes feel judged. But that is from my
friends who aren't getting any.
Right now I guess I am wrapped up in the excitedness of it all.
But it is getting lonely here because most of my friends are getting
married.
One day, after all of this I will be married and happy and all that
Love, Anita.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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A scandal is the fire of jealousy
A scandal of a woman spreads like fire
Consuming everyone around
And sweeps like flood immersing one and all.
Yet her husband stands aloof like the Arc
Undisturbed by the pool of suspicion.
Is the scandal false or is he blind?
09.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nothing Has Been Proved
(tennant / lowe)
Mandys in the papers cause she tried to go to spain
Shell soon be in the dock and in the papers once again
Vickis got her story about the mirror and the cane
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
Stephens in his dressing-gown now, breakfasting alone
Too sick to eat, hes on his feet and to the telephone
The police inspector soothes him with his sympathetic tone
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the house a resignation
Guilty faces, every one
Christines fallen out with lucky
Johnnys got a gun
Please please mes number one
(its a scandal! its a scandal! such a scandal!)
Now, stephens in the dock for spending money that was earned
By christine, and the prosecution says that money burned
A hole in stephens pocket, for expensive sins he yearned
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the news the suicide note
In the court an empty space
Even mandys looking worried
Christines pale and drawn
Please please mes number one
(its a scandal! its a scandal! such a scandal!)
Last night he wrote these words to his friend:
Sorry about the mess
Im guilty til proved innocent
In the public eye and press
The funerals very quiet because all his friends have fled
They may be false, they may be true
Theyve all got better things to do
They may be false, they may be true
But nothing has been proved
Nothing
Nothing has been proved
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Headline Hustler
I got me a job on the local paper
Everybody there thinks Im nice
But theyd better look twice
'cos it isnt me
I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
You keep writing me letters
But I havent got time
Im busy looking at photographs
But theyd better not be from the bbc
Youre gonna hear from me
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Better not turn around
Ill stab you in the back
And you dont know what Im hiding
Under my plastic mac, under my plastic mac
I got a very good friend in the cia
And he says that he never takes bribes
But hes telling lies
'cos hes into me
He knows I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
If your brothers wearing dresses
And your neighbours swapped his wife
Well, Im gonna make the headlines
With your private life
With your other wife
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Merit has no merit.
No scandal ends in adultery.
No adultery traces to scandal.
Meritorious companions meet
And fall apart before they unite.
Under indenture adultery succeeds.
08.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Scandals are hollow
Which woman had escaped scandal
When found in company of a man?
Which woman had granted herself,
By being in company a man?
Isn’t a scandal always hollow?
16.05.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Iraqi Free Press, which did not exist 18 months ago because there was no such thing as the Iraqi Free Press, broke a story about the U.N. Oil-for-Food scandal, which could potentially turn out to be the largest scandal in history.
quote by Chris Chocola
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How Much For Your Wings?
How much for your wings?
How much for your wings?
Well it comes and it goes
How much for your wings?
And its high and low
How much for your wings?
I can name a price
How much for your wings?
Many forget their pride
Chorus
If I were you and and you were me
Wed know
And could it be what you perceive
Is wrong?
And what I mean what wrong could be
I dont know
Im not naive but I believe
So I may grow
How much for your wings?
The soul you kiss good-bye
How much for your wings?
Watch the stars collide
How does it feel
When youre the only one?
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Sanctify…
Indian women live in two worlds,
At a time or alternatively.
The world of erotica brought by the media.
The world of female virtue
Inculcated by the Manu’s culture.
Sex scandals surge as a result.
Each scandal has equal share
From the female partner.
The forbidden fruit tasted equally.
Sanctify the scandal, the only way.
30.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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He Is Good At
Who is claiming he has changed?
He is still the same weasel.
The same creep.
Then...
He was selling a war!
Now...
He is selling a book!
He is still a thief.
He is still a crook.
And the best to have on anyone's team,
If the scheme is scandal.
And if that scandal is created,
For purposes to smokescreen.
Deception is in his blood.
He was born to deceive and hookwink!
And that...
He is good at!
And that...
Was the reason,
He had been there in the first place.
To coverup a stink unseen!
Who is claiming he has changed?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Angel Wings
On angel wings you do fly
On angel wings into the sky
On angel wings i do cry
Because those angel wings took you away
On angel wings the heralds sing
Is there no such lovely thing?
On angel wings you fly away.
I will see these angel wings again someday
When i am old and my time has come
On angel wings I will fly
Until I'm holding you once again
Smiling on angel wings.
poem by Troy Nichols
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The Feel Of A Poem
the words are there
squatting
not in a position to attack
they're more of
in between
a choice of whether to retreat
accept defeat
or surge and collide and
burst and die
the pen looks at all of them
they're so helpless
like unborn babies
like hatched turtles
that do not know where the
sea is
and with a rash decision
the pen strikes at all of them
the hands are fed up
the heart is broken
the mind is dizzy
and the poet goes outside the house
looks at the garden
heaves a sigh
and then keeps a secret upon itself
it is the feel of the poem
and no one knows it except
the words themselves who finally
opened up
their wings and flew away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ever Green Resolutions
I take many resolutions and hatch them for eternity
Like millions have done from the time immemorial
Across Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia
And beyond the Atlantic.
I dream about the chicks
Which are never born
And my resolutions hatched for ever
Turn out to be ever green!
My resolutions cry for action
Sometimes they call for 'some action'.
But I throw a mischevious smile
And ask them to learn their history.
I can quote the glory of
Many a resolution never acted upon.
That of a man who decided to be a social animal and
That of a woman who promised to be behind him.
Those resolutions were hatched for ever
Their chicks have never been born.
A spirit surges from within me
And I bury my face in my ever green resolutions.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Hen's Complaint
Beside an incubator stood
The would-be mother of a brood.
With drooping wings and nodding head,
These are the clucked-out words she said:
'O, vile invention of the age,
You fill me with a burning rage!
Unfeeling monster, moved by steam,
You rob me of life's sweetest dream!
Deprived of offspring which I crave,
I must go childless to my grave.
My aching wings which long to cover
A chirping brood of nestlings over,
No more may know that comfort sweet,
Since chickens may be hatched by heat.
Three weeks of quiet expectation
(Full many a flighty hen's salvation)
I am denied, for now men say
A hen should be content to lay,
And furnish eggs to incubate,
And setting hens are out of date.
Alas, for such a cruel fashion-'
The angry fowl paused, choked with passion,
While from behind a strong hand caught her
And doused her in a tub of water.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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On Angel Wings
On Angel Wings You Do Fly
On Angel Wings Into The Sky
On Angel Wings I Do Cry
Because Thise Angel Wings Took You Away
On Angel Wings The Angels Sing
Is There No Such Lovely Thing
On Angel Wings You Fly Away
I Will See Them Angel Wings Again Some Day
When I Am Old And My Time Has Come
On Angel Wings I Will Fly
Tell I See You Once Again
Smiling On Angel Wing
poem by Merceds Lilly
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