The Long and the Short and the Tall made a great impression on me because it was a very ugly tale about the reality of soldiering at a time when we were being gung-ho about the whole thing of war.
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Show Tune II
That's the long and short of it
now you know
how I've been waiting all these years
where I'm coming from
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
just how hot hot jazz was
how it turned about, my bookcase
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you know
that my arrest record's
not my best record
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
how the Past's like a love
you can neither leave nor live
that's the long and short of it
That's the long and short of it
now you know
it was no gun in my pocket
it was a rocket
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
and you're wond'ring dear
how I kept so pure
hull, it was easy
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
now you see
so bounce your head
into bed
that's the long and short of it.
That's the long and short of it
read the blues
in these tattoos
make a song of it
that's the short and long of it.
How I wish
there was a bridge-
then I could burn it;
or the train
of a refrain
then I could board it
but there isn't
no there isn't, so...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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With photography a new language has been created. Now for the first time it is possible to express reality by reality. We can look at an impression as long as we wish, we can delve into it and, so to speak, renew past experiences at will.
quote by Ernst Haas
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Who You Calling Shorty
I am the short girl who
is always at the end of the line
looking up at the shoulders of others
and I don't' like that.
All the models are tall and have long legs
me, I'm short and made to feel like a child
especially when standing in line staring at backs.
I am the short girl.
So I stand back when tall people approach
so as to not have to crane my neck looking up
I like shorter men most times for the same reasons and more
I have learned to resent the tall shelves built into my kitchen
and subway straps which stop too short
for me to reach.
Overly tall heels make me look like a stork walking
and hurt my feet;
I am the short girl
and I see guys
looking over my head
at other girls
when we talk.
So I make up for it by being smart
and putting cushions on my chair
by being a good dancer on the dance floor
although they told me I didn't have 'good lines'
in my ballerina class.
I am the short girl
and don't know what to do.
What would you do
if you were me?
I guess I could stop complaining
and grow up
but only if I could;
see what I mean?
Short people are the unseen minority
and please tell the rap people
to stop calling me shortie;
that is rubbing it in.
Some of us have bone implants
put into our shins
to gain an inch
but that is not me
that seems drastic and risky.
So I will relax into my navel landscape
and looking up at chins;
I suppose life could be worse
than merely being always called shortie.
But folks keep in mind
true though that might be
us short people
don't like that only our height is being seen
as the most important thing
people see.
So all you storks
gangly and tottering
know by aged 60
you will all lose height
and you tall folks
will sink right down
to the same height
as the rest of us.
Then you and I will
come to see eye to eye.
Until then
see this as the short person's manifesto.
(Smile)
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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All It Takes isTime
time tells story's
long and short
some of great measure
some the fade away
who ever said
you won't be important
you could be whoever
but it takes time
time is full of hello's
and full of good-bye's
don't let one rule you
you need both this you'll see
you will be strong
you will stand tall
some will be knocked down
but others will withstand the fight
I know it all seems silly
I thought so too
but it's true
it took me a while to see
a good life has ups and downs
has hello's and good-bye's
has gained a love
and has been broken hearted
but through the fires
is a light for you
whatever you've been through
it will matter no more
so be brave
in time you'll see
you were meant
to be as great as can be
sure others may try
to knock you down
but that's when you stand tall
and be all you can be
what's life if you don't try
in time you'll know the truth
like they say
'when one door closes...'
who am I to tell you this
but who are you not to listen
you will find your way
all it takes is time.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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The Ugly Underneath
First theres the handshake
Its so warm that you could bake by it
Designed to take attention from their
Ugly underneath
Then theres the wedding
The co-ordinated bedding
And the fairy tale shredding
Boy its ugly underneath
After the pretty
Theres a gluttony of pity
On a cake called nitty gritty
And its ugly underneath
Did you ever try to prise away the mask
Go ahead, take a spoon and try
I can tell you its a herculean task
Go ahead, its okay to cry
What youre chewing ons the truth
And thats the hardest thing
To wash down with a glass of lemonade
The ugly underneath
The thing with politicians is
I wouldnt have suspicions
If I saw their worst positions
And their ugly underneath
But after all the voting
Suck away the sugar coating
Now theyve had you and theyre gloating
Boy its ugly underneath
Did you ever try to take away the wheel
Go ahead, take a fork and try
See the unattractive things that make us real
Go ahead, its okay to cry
What youve trodden ins the truth
And thats the hardest thing
To wash down with a glass of lemonade
song performed by by Xtc
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Sonnet-Time
Time starts ticking, the moment one is born,
Appearing too short for things to be done;
And Time ceases when over is sojourn;
To some ’tis long and ’tis always great fun.
Time is so precious that some waste it not;
So they race ’gainst it, to pull off great feats;
Time is a web in which some men get caught;
However short, one still can be a Keats!
A Scientist’s life-time’s not enough for him;
A lazy-bone finds Time not fleeting still;
Time’s an empty vessel, tho’ filled to brim!
Time’s a feeling of descending the hill.
When prudently used then, Time appears long;
A mile to a fool is just a furlong.
7-19-2000
poem by John Celes
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Long Tall Shorty
They call me the long tall shorty
cause I know what love is all about
They call me long tall shorty
cause I know what love is all about
Well I can tell you where the lights go
Oh, when they go out
Girls, if you get lonely
Dial 4-2-4-6-8-9
Well, girls, if you get lonely
Dial 4-2-4-6-8-9
And your troubles will be over
Ill even give you back you dime
Oh yeah
I like em long, I like em tall
I like em short, and that aint all
Now when I die, dont bury me deep
Just put some women to my head, to my feet
Tell all the world now, to come and peep
Long tall shorty now has gone to sleep
Whoa now
I like em long, I like em tall
Oh yeah
They call me long tall shorty
cause I know what love is all about
They call me long tall shorty
cause I know what love is all about
Well I can tell you where the lights go
Oh, when they go out
song performed by by Kinks
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Your Mom
She is fat
She is ugly
She is your mom
She is stupid
She is poor
She is your mom
She may be short
She may be tall
But she is still your mom
She is old
She is hairy
She is your mom
If you like it or not
poem by Jimmy Hoffa
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Thats My Impression
(tennant/lowe)
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I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly, I realised
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
The wind was chilly and the sky was dull
I went for shelter to the temple
Once inside I couldnt believe my eyes
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Go to a club - you think Ill be there
I dont go cause Im not a member
You said you went to apologise
Its plain to me thats one more lie
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
Thats my impression
I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly, I realised
Youd been and gone - I know you lied
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Thats my impression
Its an expression
And a suggestion
I learned my lesson
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
Thats my impression
Thats my impression (impression)
I learned my lesson
I went looking for someone I couldnt find
Staring at faces by the serpentine
Walking slowly I - realised
Youd been and gone - I know
You lied - thats my impression
I know you lied
And thats my impression
Thats my impression
My impression
Thats my impression
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Time for a short poem
Short poems are great
they don't take very long
as they're only a few verses
the words won't be spelt wrong.
They can be about anything
as long as they rhyme
and because there short
it don't take much time.
This one isn't about much
in fact nothing at all
the reason it isn't long
is because I'm off to the Football.
So that's the end of this poem
as I'm now off to the match
but before the game kicks off
time for a few beers and a batch!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Five Short Minutes
Written by - Jim Croce
Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show
Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go
Back to my motel room. But the rest is just a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room
She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune
Then I said, "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room
They say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tomb
Then I said "Ooh, ooee!" Sure was a tragic tale
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
And when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-five
I'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why
(Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!)
I'll say "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail"
Because five short minutes of lovin'
Done brought me twenty long years in jail
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Y.. Reality
Reality
Is dark and gloomy
But I see so much light
Reality
Is negative and bad
But I see so much goodness
Reality
Is falsehood and deceit
But I see so much honesty
Reality
is ugly and hideous
But I see so much beauty
Reality may be changing slowly
Please try to see
Take a look together with me
poem by Aufie Zophy
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The Truth About Forever
How long is forever really?
You told me you'd love me forever and ever.
I actually believed you.
Forever is really short if its how long we made it.
Which was not long at all.
I gave you my heart,
And you took it for granted.
I can't believe I was that blind
That I did not see that we would never make it.
Forever sounds like a long time,
But you have proven it is really really short.
Forever sounded like a wonderful long time with you.
But now I see your real colors,
I am glad that forever is not long at all with you.
poem by Makayla Straight
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Ugly Moods
Correction!
I did not say you were ugly.
Not in a physical way.
I meant you had ugly moments.
And you seem to bring them,
With you everyday.
No one denies,
You have looks for the eyes.
And if you kept your mouth shut sometimes...
You will find me more in your presence.
But it is your attitude,
That keeps me distanced.
And right now you are not being pleasant.
This is not the 'essence' I expected.
I am honest like that.
Do you want me to lie?
I did not say you were ugly.
You do have ugly moods.
And I can get very ugly myself...
That is how I recognize
That 'thing' I despise,
In you!
I do.
And two like us sharing that ugliness,
Do not need to be in the same room to feud.
I do not have to prove,
I can get uglier than you!
Even though that would be a challenge.
When you get through being so ugly...
Without your lips hanging down,
That's when I will come back around!
Have a good day!
Right now...
That is all I wish to you to say!
And yes...
You can be,
Very disagreeable and quite ugly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lament For Short People (Fun Poem 12)
Even a tall person to a short person,
their problems I can relate,
tall people bump into low hanging doors,
while short people cannot reach shelves too high.
In shops there are no normal shelves,
some are near the ceiling,
while others are inches from the floor.
Normally the good stuff is put on the top shelf,
where you need a pair of stilts to reach.
Therefore, the short person has to jump up and down,
just like a jack in the box,
for anything they want.
Some short people feel intimidated,
by the tall people that they meet.
They should not be,
because size is not the difference,
but its personalities.
Now if they worked together,
they could walk at the same height.
No man is different from another,
no matter what size he is.
So short and tall people of this word,
I have but one word for both of you - unite.
poem by David Harris
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April Drifts
April drifts are far away
October spins a tale tall
August just passed on its way
Watching September in deep thought of lost fall
October spins a tale tall
As if it always had a say!
To top the best of its recall
Perhaps it was its multifaceted way! !
August just passed on its way.....
Tall and stubborn as ever as if to flay!
All who dared to disobey!
Taking nature through wild winds that fray!
Watching September in deep thought of lost fall
Made me stop and talk to all
Trying to as much as I could recall
Of the facts stored away of the turmoil....
April drifts are far away
October spins a tale tall!
poem by Malini Kadir
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Paradox...
so many and yet so really few
in fact, there is only one among the many
so long and provoking and yet in reality
it is so short and surrendering
the active is actually the most passive
and the front is (from another perspective) is actually the back of this great wall.
welcome to the great divide.
have a seat, relax, and wait for your guide.
for what you had for years
is actually just a moment ago
in a second, just a wink in the eye
ah, your name your great wisdom
is nothing here
but just a speck and a folly
it is funny and yet it is so true.
come, undress yourself, your clothes and
jewelry and watch, and contraptions
your buttons and zippers
your socks and shoes
are of no use here... your body does
not serve you here anymore
no touch nothing about a kiss or
a hug
you do not make love here
you shed off
you are yourself now, feel what air is.
welcome. The transition will be short.
Eternity is your teacher.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walnut Tree
Once there was a great storm
Pushed my head beneath the waves, I was gone
Underneath the walnut tree
Where you said you'd wait for me
And I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
Why, why do I come here?
Seeking out the memories I handed
Cause you put your spell on me
Made me live a memory
And I'm frozen in just the wrong time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
I waited a long, long time
song performed by by Keane
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Ugly Love
Dear cousin, I got your letter
It's more than I thought I deserve
She sounds perfect, all I dream of
And I dream about so much it is absurd
When I get there and she sees me
I'll be impressed if she does not run screaming
My kind of love is an ugly love
But it's real, and it lasts a long, long time
I had a thought while I was sleeping
I dreamed about a place for us to rest
Eternity under the old oak tree
But I go too far, I guess
Maybe I'll think about tomorrow
And maybe I can get her to stay that long
'Cause my kind of love is an ugly love
But it's real, and it lasts a long, long time
And if she finds me so repulsive
She wouldn't be the first to wretch
Well, I decided one day long ago
I was never going to be the greatest catch
And if she cares about the car I drive
She can get in hers the moment I arrive
'Cause my kind of love is an ugly love
But it's real, and it lasts a long, long time
song performed by by Eels
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The lofty legs are the beauty.
Short legs and short waist are the ducks.
Long legs and short waists are the geese.
Short legs and long waists are the penguins.
Lofty legs without waists are cranes
Who is graceful?
The crane stands out; the tall woman stands out.
29.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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