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An empty purse can't stand alone and a full purse can't bend.
Ladies First
Pamela Purse yelled, 'Ladies first,'
Pushing in front of the ice cream line.
Pamela Purse yelled, 'Ladies first,'
Grabbing the ketchup at dinnertime.
Climbing on the morning bus
She'd shove right by all of us
And there'd be a tiff or a fight or a fuss
When Pamela Purse yelled, 'Ladies first.'
Pamela Purse screamed, 'Ladies first,'
When we went off on our jungle trip.
Pamela Purse said her thirst was worse
And guzzled our water, every sip.
And when we got grabbed by that wild savage band,
Who tied us together and made us all stand
In a long line in front of the King of the land-
A cannibal known as Fry-'Em-Up Dan,
Who sat on his throne in a bib so grand
With a lick of his lips and a fork in his hand,
As he tried to decide who'd be first in the pan-
From back of the line, in that shrill voice of hers,
Pamela Purse yelled, 'Ladies first.'
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Empty pockets empty purse
Inside my pockets
the wind..
continues to play
an old game, hide and seek
But then too bored,
not pleased enough
starts searching for
a playmate or a friend
who does he find?
Just take a guess? ?
My purse, thats right!
The wind tries hard to
hook him up
and Mr Purse?
naahh...
Too lazy and too weak..
promises to play
actually starts but
then, just hide away and
sleep.
Sweet dreams, you clever
empty Mr Purse,
Sweet dreams! !
poem by Elena Sandu
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Hell Bent For Leather
Seek him here, seek him on the highway
Never knowing when hell appear
All await, engines ticking over
Hear the roar as they sense the fear
Wheels! a glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! from a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Black as night, faster than a shadowcrimson flare from a raging sun
An exhibition, of sheer precision
Yet no one knows from where he comes
Fools! self destruct cannot take that crown
Dreams! crash one by one to the ground
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Theres many who tried to prove that theyre faster
But they didnt last and they died as they tried
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
song performed by by Judas Priest
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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That's but an empty purse which is full of other men's money.
It is the petty expenses that empty the purse.
It is the small expenses that empty your purse.
The heaviest baggage for a traveller is an empty purse.
I wish my deadly foe no worse Than want of friends, and empty purse.
quote by Nicholas Breton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Alms do not empty the purse, and a mass does not exhaust the day's duty.
A proud mind and an empty purse gree ill thegither.
An empty purse and a new house make a man wise, but too late.
Grabby Gabby
Grabby Gabby was a little boy who was talking all the time
One day as he was walking, he saw on the sidewalk a dime
This started him to be grabby
Whenever he saw something shining, he would be grabby
One3 dayas he was walking, he saw a black shining lady's purse
He grabbed it and looked inside and found a lot of money in the purse
Also, he found a driver's license so he knew who the person was who owned the purse
So, he hurried to the ladie's house to return the purse
She was so happy that Grabby Gabby returned to her the purse and money
She gave him a reward of a large amount of money
June 29,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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An empty purse, and a finished house, make a man wise, but too late.
Horatio: His purse is empty already. All ’s golden words are spent.
line from Hamlet, Act V, Scene 2 by William Shakespeare (1599)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Saddest Sight I Ever Done Seen - (#I.)
T'was the saddest sight I ever done seen,
Bridles here-
'An saddles there.
Why, there was even blankets and halters,
Made o' some of the nicest leather I'd ever come acrost.
All of it was just a sittin' there,
Like a bump on a log.
T'was a beautiful sight,
For a country girl.
T'was sad to know it had been a waitin' there,
Patient as a dog,
For quite some time now.
Why, it was covered in so much dust,
It looked as if it were done made o' velvet,
'Stead o' leather.
There was a horse trailer,
A place out in the country,
And hay-
Everything a cowboy could ever need.
This guy had all the accesories.
But, somethin' was missin'.
I wonder what it could be?
A horse! , of course.
Silly ole' me!
Yep.
A cowboy,
With everything western-
Up high,
Down low,
And in between-
T'was the saddest sight I ever done seen!
poem by Macy Dvirnak
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