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A dog can't be a butcher, and a bachelor can't be a matchmaker.
When a whore repents she becomes a matchmaker.
The matchmaker always asks for too much money for his eight hundred lies.
The matchmaker gets three cups of wine when he succeeds and three slaps on the cheek when he fails.
A Matchmaker brings a Fuddy-Duddy Bridegroom for a teasing conservative Bride
The well known Matchmaker comes along the muddy road with him
And his bell bottoms swept the road,
The white pantaloon turned into brown color.
When he's introduced to the bride
She's shocked by seeing the baggy mud soaked trouser.
She grumbled with her parents in the kitchen;
'Mom & Dad I do not like to marry this Public Works Department Overseer,
Better propose him to the next door teacake aunty
And they are well match it seems.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Thinking Of You
Maurice white, wayne vaughn & wanda vaughn
Not to say that Im a matchmaker
But when it comes to you
You met your match
Youre inclined to leave me fascinated
By the things you do
My baby dance
You can bet your bottom dollar honey
Ill be with you through thick and thin
I would love to give a testimony
bout the way you are, youre my best friend
Ive been thinking of you
Got me wondering what would I do
Got me thinking Ill be true
Got me wondering Im thinking of you
Youre the one that makes my love light shine
Every time, morning till night
Its your sentimental way you show
The kind of love you give
Makes it allright
What you give is extraordinary
Its a way of life, I like to live
I could be with you forever,
cause lovin, gives me a thrill
Girl, I appreciate
The love we generate
You keep me, satisfied
Just the sun, that shines
Deep in this heart of mine
Your love shining thru
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Look, I'm Not In Love!
No, you've got it wrong! I don't love her.
Yes, she's cute. Yes, she's nice. God, she's nice...
OK, OK, I admit it! Big deal!
You happy now?
Loads of lassies out there just as cute, just as nice!
Why would I pick her?
Why not the girl across the road?
Why not the girl around the corner?
I don't have to pick wossername.
Yes, I know her name! It's Lucy.
Now you're bound to want to say, I love Lucy!
It rolls off the tongue!
Then you'll start to thinking I'm having a ball...
You can't help playing the matchmaker!
Just let things be, eh?
Just try your luck with someone else. Why pick on me?
Yes, I'm single. OK, she's single... what of it?
She'll probably marry some guy!
He doesn't have to be me, does he?
What... she said she likes me?
That's natural. I'm easy-going.
She likes my eyes? What for?
They're just teeny weeny eyeballs.
She says I've got kind eyes? Well, she has, too!
They're quite blue, actually, like sapphires...
Or topaz or soft amethyst... A bit like mother of pearl...
Yes... she IS a lovely girl... and every now and then,
When she smiles, I get this warm feeling, all over...
But that can't be love, can it? Not real love?
Does she really like me? What... REALLY?
poem by Denis Martindale
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