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Dumping Many Buckets
A building done,
With no retraint...
Peels the paint.
And cracks the stairs.
And those staring in despair,
Are not there to tile the roof.
When all moved in...
Everything 'appeared'...
To glisten with gloss and be good as new.
Now they are inside,
Dumping out the buckets...
From a dripping done,
Through the roof.
Yes...
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
Nobody cares about repairs!
No one aware of repairs is prepared.
And those staring in despair,
Are not there to tile the roof.
When all moved in...
Everything 'appeared'...
To glisten with gloss and be good as new.
A building done,
With no retraint...
Peels the paint.
And cracks the stairs.
Nobody cares about repairs!
No one aware of repairs is prepared.
Now they're inside,
Dumping out the buckets...
From a dripping done,
Through the roof.
Yes...
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
Now they're inside,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
And with a crying sigh,
Dumping many buckets...
With the hope their home stays status proof!
No one has driven by,
Watching them dump buckets...
And pretending there's no leaking from their roof
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Up On The Roof
(gerry goffin / carole king)
When this old world starts getting me down
And people are much too much for me face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just fade right into space
On the roof
Its peaceful as can be
And there the world below
Cant bother me
Keep a-telling you
Right slap, dab in the middle of town
Ive found a paradise thats trouble-free
Yes, I have now
When this world starts getting you down
Theres room enough for two
Up on the roof
Up on the roof
Everything is all right
Up on the roof
Oh, come on baby
Up on the roof
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Up on the roof
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Running with glue
People warn you not to run with scissors,
But there's risks to be had with glue also,
There's tales without happy ever afters,
And it's even caused me personal woe,
As a child I foolishly ran with glue,
I'll tell you about that day which I rue,
Hopeful that the story will prevent you,
Enduring the ordeal that I went through,
I was running with the vile substance,
When I tripped on a broken flooring tile,
Which had a disastrous consequence,
Though I am quite sure it will tempt a smile,
I was stuck where I fell for near a week,
The way that I got free was quite unique,
But wasn't ideal as I'm now a freak,
Since I'm living with a tile on my cheek.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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The Manor Farm
THE rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills
Ran and sparkled down each side of the road
Under the catkins wagging in the hedge.
But earth would have her sleep out, spite of the sun;
Nor did I value that thin gliding beam
More than a pretty February thing
Till I came down to the old manor farm,
And church and yew-tree opposite, in age
Its equals and in size. The church and yew
And farmhouse slept in a Sunday silentness.
The air raised not a straw. The steep farm roof,
With tiles duskily glowing, entertained
The mid-day sun; and up and down the roof
White pigeons nestled. There was no sound but one.
Three cart horses were looking over a gate
Drowsily through their forelocks, swishing their tails
Against a fly, a solitary fly.
The winter's cheek flushed as if he had drained
Spring, summer, and autumn at a draught
And smiled quietly. But 'twas not winter--
Rather a season of bliss unchangeable,
Awakened from farm and church where it had lain
Safe under tile and latch for ages since
This England, Old already, was called Merry.
poem by Edward Thomas
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An excerpt from "Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus"
iiGloria
Praise the wet snow
falling early.
Praise the shadow
my neighor's chimney casts on the tile roof
even this gray October day that should, they say,
have been golden.
Praise
the invisible sun burning beyond
the white cold sky, giving us
light and the chimney's shadow.
Praise
god or the gods, the unknown,
that which imagined us, which stays
our hand,
our murderous hand,
and gives us
still,
in the shadow of death,
our daily life,
and the dream still
of goodwill, of peace on earth.
Praise
flow and change, night and
the pulse of day.
poem by Denise Levertov
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Up On The Roof
Up on the roof
Carole king (attributed to james taylor...)
When this old world starts a getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
Ill climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof, its peaceful as can be
And there the world below dont bother me, no, no
So when I come home feeling tired and beat
Ill go up where the air is fresh and sweet
Ill get far away from the hustling crowd
And all the rat-race noise down in the street
On the roof, thats the only place I know
Look at the city, baby
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Lets go up on the roof
And at night the stars they put on a show for free
And, darling, you can share it all with me
Thats what I said
Keep on telling you
That right smack dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise thats troubleproof
And if this old world starts a getting you down
Theres room enough for two
Up on the roof...
song performed by by James Taylor
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The Illogical Dream
it rains ash on the roof
all the residents hide in fear
and then it stops
a child climbs the roof
opens his mouth and lets his tongue
taste the ash
there is something inside it
the child calls his mother
saying it tastes like shrimps
and so all the people climb the house
stays on the roof and
had their feasts
that whole day when the sun
never shines.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Better to be a crystal and to be broken, than to be a tile upon the housetop.
During a storm you do not take shelter under just one roofing tile.
Up On The Roof
When this old world starts a getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof its peaceful as can be
And there the world below dont bother me
Oh no
So when I come home feeling tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet
And get far away from the hustling crowd
And all that rat race noise down in the street
On the roof thats the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Lets go up on the roof
At night the stars they put on a show for free
Yes they do
And darling you can share it all with me
Thats what I said I keep on telling you
That right smack dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise thats trouble free
And if this old world stars getting you down
Theres room enough for two up on the roof
At night the stars they put on a show for free yeah
And darling you can share it all with me
Thats what I said I keep on telling you
That right smack dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise thats trouble free
If this old world stars getting you down
Theres room enough for two up on the roof
Up on the roof oh yeah
Up on the roof
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Last night
Last night your skin
was warm and soft
and I could feel your breath
against my cheek.
The winter wind
was rattling the roof
and sand was blown against the window
like a burst of rain.
Somewhere a neighbours’ dog howled
at the moon and I could hear,
the big old avo tree
whipping on the roof.
Every now and then
a avo fell with a bang
against the roof,
but you slept on.
The big bed was hot
and fire flamed in my blood
and as you twisted and turned
to sleep on,
your scent filled my head.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Shatterproof
I see those newly weds
Their eyes wide and believing
They bill and coo at the mention of chez nous
Appearances can be deceiving
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
A door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
We papered over all the cracks
And painted a cats lick and a promise
The landlord was a man of few words
And most of them were ominous
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
A door and a window
Four walls and a roof
But a home of your own would be shatterproof
It was nothing really to write home about
Then one day it all appears too much
Here comes my little hammer and its shatterproof touch
He said, be practical,
These are most unreasonable demands.
Forget about the broken spectacles
And the damage to your hand.
Its just a door and a window
Four walls and a roof
And the doctors say Im almost shatterproof
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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... & The Mouse Police Never Sleeps
Muscled, black with steel-green eye
Swishing through the rye grass
With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.
Tail balancing at half-mast.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Lying in the cherry tree.
Savage bed foot-warmer of purest feline ancestry.
Look out, little furry folk!
Hes the all-night working cat.
Eats but one in every ten ---
Leaves the others on the mat.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Waiting by the cellar door.
Window-box town crier;
Birth and death registrar.
With claws that rake a furrow red ---
Licensed to multilate.
From warm milk on a lazy day
To dawn patrol on hungry hate.
...no, the mouse police never sleeps ---
Climbing on the ivy.
Windy roof-top weathercock.
Warm-blooded night on a cold tile.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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...and The Mouse Police Never Sleeps
Muscled, black with steel-green eye
Swishing through the rye grass
With thoughts of mouse-and-apple pie.
Tail balancing at half-mast.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Lying in the cherry tree.
Savage bed foot-warmer of purest feline ancestry.
Look out, little furry folk!
He's the all-night working cat.
Eats but one in every ten ---
Leaves the others on the mat.
...and the mouse police never sleeps ---
Waiting by the cellar door.
Window-box town crier;
Birth and death registrar.
With claws that rake a furrow red ---
Licensed to multilate.
From warm milk on a lazy day
To dawn patrol on hungry hate.
...no, the mouse police never sleeps ---
Climbing on the ivy.
Windy roof-top weathercock.
Warm-blooded night on a cold tile.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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I can install toilets. I know all about the wax ring. I can tile floors. I'm learning how to do basic wiring.
quote by Sandra Bullock
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A society’s role
A woman can seek a better roof outside;
She still prefers to be under her roof
For the seat she gets there is poorer.
The society preserves each home intact.
31.11.208
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The trajectory started when I was on the roof of our house looking out at a swamp when I was 19. I had written for several years, starting at about 15, but that day on the roof I took my vows and acknowledged my calling.
quote by Jim Harrison
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Drag Him To The Roof
They keep looking through the window
A cathode glaze across their eyes
Now that Ive been betrayed
I must be well behaved...
Ill drink corruption with their lies.
Why was I hiding out?
What am I running from?
Why are they waiting?
Have I always been the choosen one?
Drag him to the roof
Just push me over
Ive got no better place to be
Drag hime to the roof
Lets get it over...
Its a perfect day to punish me.
I wish that lady would defend me
I cant abide by all the laws
Ill buy the magistrate, cant be a second late...
I anxiously await his call.
Who made this jigsaw puzzle?
Wholl put the pieces back?
Wholl come and get me when I have fallen through the cracks?
Drag him to the roof
Just push me over
Ive got no better place to be
Drag hime to the roof
Lets get it over...
Its a perfect day to punish me.
song performed by by Toto
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Hats
I sing of the hat, of the human lid,
The cadev, the tile, or whatever you please,
The thing that we wear - or our fathers did
For the making of comfort and greater ease.
Man suffers a roof up over his head
'Gainst the wind and the weather, to keep them out;
But as for a woman, when all is said,
It's the very last thing she thinks about.
Why queer 'creations' should deck her brow,
Or the back of her neck, or her small pink ear,
She hasn't the least idea, I vow;
For out of the blue come things of fear,
And, all in a night as it were - like that
Every matron and maid in town
Abandons the saucer she had for a hat
For a thing like a billy-can upside down.
Weird fruit salads and flower-decked tiles,
Dingle-dangles, roosters and bows,
Furs and feathers have served the styles
And what is the next craze no man knows.
But the cruel thing that I have heard said
I still deny, as I ever denied:
That the crazy affairs on the feminine head
Give evidence clear of the stuff inside.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Bringin Da Noise
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
JC:
We need to get down
The scene is set so right
Everybodies in the house tonight
Lose your mind
Let your body take control
You've got to feel it in your soul
I've got that feeling baby
You know it drives me crazy
And all I wanna do is hit the floor
I wanna shout at ya'll
So make it louder ya'll
JC:
And turn it up some more
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
Bringin' da noise
Bringin' da noise
JC:
Just shake it girl
And enjoy the ride
Do what you feel inside
Cause it's your world
All you want and more
So baby go and get yours
I've got that feeling baby
You know it drives me crazy
And all I wanna do is hit the floor
I wanna shout at ya'll
So make it louder ya'll
And turn it up some more (more more more)
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll
Bringin' da noise
Bringin' da noise
Bringin' da noise
Bringin' da noise
I've got that feeling baby
You know it drives me crazy
And all I wanna do is hit the floor
Bringin' da noise
Bring down the house
We came here to turn the party out
Say come on come on
Let's raise the roof
Forget the roof
Then we can get loose ya'll x6
Echo: Whaaaat
song performed by by N Sync
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