The wise man boasts of his goods and wares; the foolish one of his young wife.
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The Wise And The Foolish
Oh woe is me if all around me thinks me foolish!
Oh woe is me for all around me have tought themselves wise!
Wise is he that knows that he is foolish and seeks to be wise!
And foolish is he that knows not that he is a fool and thus seeks not wisdom!
Oh man, answer thee this! Is it better to be foolishly wise or to be wisely foolish?
Seek thou the truth and it shall set you free from thy woes!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Hear Sound Of Bread Seller
Hear song of approaching bread seller
music theme familiar to sell his wares
music to announce his approach teller
music to advertise his meal time wares
but speed racer is far to mobile to purchase last
on his bike he pauses not free cycling rapidly past
down hill in front of customer houses far too fast
his chance of customer sales daily speeds on past
he is a simple Simon selling not his wares
upon this street all his potential customers
cannot catch his corner soon turned retreat
such a salesman swift young foolish athlete
around the corner customers may gather
as up hill he must energy traverse pass slower
but his sales are constantly customer fewer
other salesmen daily pass downhill slow wiser
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Young At Heart And Foolish Free
Some people when they get older
just grow old and feel older,
but there are others who remain
young at heart and foolish free.
They feel they could run for miles,
and then their lumbago stirs
and leaves them reaching
for their old walking cane once more.
Other feel they are sixteen again,
forgetting age slows us up
and our feet cannot move as fast
and they keep tripping us up.
Oh, young at heart and foolish free
is what everyone wants to be.
Running the ten minute mile
without stopping every once in a while.
Feeling party smart and wrinkle free
until they look in the mirror.
Then gasping with horror
and saying is that really me?
Young at heart and foolish free,
no one cares if you are three or a hundred and three.
You’re as young as you feel
and foolish as you want to be.
So put up that walking cane,
forget who you are, come
join me on the swings
and be young at heart and foolish free.
poem by David Harris
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Silence is foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Better an old but wise man than a young but foolish man.
Sonnet 8
the madman who thinks you to possess
by bending will to his own consent,
seeking thereby to force love's access,
doing injury to love, love does absent.
foolish prove he who does by storm
a conquest launch in desire of you:
he does to himself and you this harm-
love he stains with a selfish view.
your will no possession by force affords,
no access by he who would conquest will,
yet he who your contrary will so disbars
is wise, will contrary to love to kill!
mad, foolish, wise; such and so am i;
more foolish than wise, i cannot deny.
poem by Doug Bentley
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Would you, my dear young friends, like to be inside with the five wise virgins, or outside, alone and in the dark with the five foolish ones.
quote by Montagu Butler
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How do you know antiquity was foolish? How do you know the present is wise? Who made it foolish? Who made it wise?
quote by Francois Rabelais
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The Goods Gone
I know when Ive had enough
When I think your love is rough
Chorus:
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone out of our love
I know its wrong
We should enjoy it, but
The goods gone
The goods gone
Once we used to get along
Now, each time we kiss, its wrong
(chorus)
Now it aint no fun
And the goods gone now
We used to love as one
But we have forgotten now
I know when Ive had enough
When I think your love is rough
(chorus)
Its gone forever
song performed by by Who
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The Wrangler
ONE day a shameless and impudent wight
Went into a shop full of steel wares bright,
Arranged with art upon ev'ry shelf.
He fancied they were all meant for himself;
And so, while the patient owner stood by,
The shining goods needs must handle and try,
And valued,--for how should a fool better know?--
The bad things high, and the good ones low,
And all with an easy self-satisfied face;
Then, having bought nothing, he left the place.
The tradesman now felt sorely vex'd,
So when the fellow went there next,
A lock of steel made quite red hot.
The other cried upon the spot:
"Such wares as these, who'd ever buy?
the steel is tarnish'd shamefully,"--
Then pull'd it, like a fool about,
But soon set up a piteous shout.
"Pray what's the matter?" the shopman spoke;
The other scream'd: "Faith, a very cool joke!"
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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The Old Tombstone
The old tombstone leans gently out of true
Just a marker for another's lost aims,
No one special, no one wise will need rue
His passing. Look! So long ago went James.
In the year of nineteen hundred and ten
On a day like this, in summer, he slept,
And awoke no more, just like all our men
And women, born to die. Yet no one wept
Except his wife and family and friends.
And he so young, just over twenty four,
Gone from his young wife half which life depends
And tears of anguish from her soul did pour.
Too much to bear this tombstone message shows,
Eight days later to her husband went Rose.
poem by Paul Anthony
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Peaceful Rebellion
Brainwashed, conditioned to obey
Harsh rules laid down by foolish men.
Who tell you it’s the only way
while you are young and still children.
They have no answer when you ask,
but brush your questions aside
and sternly take you to task.
What is it that they have to hide.
Do they believe the things they teach?
I am quite sure there are a few
But most don’t practice what they preach
Whilst still insisting that you do.
I will not do as they expect.
I will rebel and choose my way.
I think it foolish to accept
as true the things they say.
I think it wise to scrutinise
The myths and legends we are taught.
Attempt to sift the truth from lies
From every source and every sort.
(14-Aug-07)
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Baby Please Dont Go
I tried to warn you baby
I tried to tell you I was down
Oh yeah yeah
You would not listen baby
You would not hel pme when I was down
Oh no no
He tells her doesnt anybody understand I love her?
That girl she holds my heart in her hands
Oh baby, oh baby baby baby baby
Baby please dont go
Baby please dont go
Baby please dont go
Oh no no no no no
Baby please dont go
I tried to warn you baby
I tried to tell you dont let me down
Oh no no
You would not listen baby
Baby you would not leave me go down
Oh no no
He tells her there is foolish there is wise
The young ones hold their heart up to the skies
And dance the night away
There is foolish, there is wise
There is anger in his tone
There is truth behind the lies
His heart has turned to stone
Wherever you may be, he loves her
Wherever you may stand
He loves her in this land
Baby please dont go
Dont hurt me so
Dont leave me now
Baby please dont go
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Those who wish to appear wise among fools, among the wise seem foolish.
Quintilian in De Institutione Oratoria
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You're Leaving Too Soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You'll never learn to fly unless you learn to fall
You'll never know the answers 'till you've heard the call
You can't turn your back until you face it all
Take my word
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving to soon
Babe you shouldn't go until you know just what I mean
Now, "happy ever after", I have never seen
But still we might come closer than we've ever been
Come over here
You're leavin' too soon
You're leavin' too soon
You oughta try believin' just for a day or two
You're tryin' to be wise and that's a foolish thing to do
Close the door
You're leaving too soon
You're leaving too soon
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Forward Planning.
God rest ye greedy merchants all.
The time has come when you display
the tawdry goods you hope to sell
to foolish folk prepared to pay.
Much more than what your goods are worth.
To give as gifts on Christmas day
Your tills are ringing merrily
in tune with carols which you play
Creating an ambience which
encourages folks to spend.
A great deal more than otherwise
On which your profits will depend.
I have no doubt you’re planning to
make more profits at Easter too.
Saturday,27 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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God Uses Whoever God Chooses
God uses who God chooses
God chose what is foolish in the world
to shame the wise; (wise in their own words)
God chose what is weak in the world
to shame the strong; (opinionated in own egos) 1Corinthians 1: 27
fools cannot accept a defeated Saviour?
foolish philosophers cannot believe in a God
who would take on mortal frail flesh die
a shameful extremely public painful death?
why because flawed philosophers
cannot live outside inflated ego bubbles?
demand ego tribute worshippers
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from pole to pole, So others may say when you are dead and gone. See what a vast estate he left his son.
quote by John Dryden
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The wise and the fools
The wise are less foolish than fools.
The fools are less wise than the wise.
07.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Once I was foolish
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could nurture
A garden of flowers
In a desert
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could clad
A desiccated tree
In its lost foliage
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could restore
A bird missing
Back to its nest
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could swim
The length and breath
Of the oceans
Once I was foolish—
I thought I could ease
An aching heart
And wipe the tears
Once I was foolish—
I thought my dreams
Will bloom into colorful petals
That I might sprinkle in you way
I want to be foolish
Again and again…
22 Oct 2010
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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