I have spoken to many, many Indian chiefs who say they have no objection whatsoever to the nickname.
quote by Jack K. Cooke
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Objection
objection
curled for fatal seduction
uncareful for a rash eruption
fight for a quick attention
untamed for a sleek attraction
objection
thirsty for a dew satisfaction
sober for a raw reflection
craving for a clear deflection
low for a deep penetration
objection
enticed in the short benediction
ecstacy in a romantic inclusion
known for a shaby deception
and a steady alteration
objection
he is no exception
in your rigid redemption
for a solid reception
of the product of your equation
poem by Chidubem Okeke
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Ten Little Indians
Ten little indian boys
The first little indian gave squaw pretty feather
(little indian boy)
The second little indian made her an indian dollar
(fighting over a squaw)
Well the third little indian gave her moccasin leather
(little indian boy)
The squaw didnt like em at all
The fourth little indian took her riding in his big canoe
(little indian boy)
The fifth little indian took her down the waterfall
(fighting over a squaw)
The sixth little indian taught the squaw how to woo-woo
(little indian boy)
But the squaw didnt like em at all
One little, two little, three little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Four little, five little, six little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Seven little, eight little, nine little indians
(keep us humming were the ten little indians)
Ten little indian boys
The seventh little indian took her over to his teepee
(little indian boy)
The eighth little indian tried to give her a love poem
(fighting over a squaw)
The ninth little indian said youre my kemosabe
(little indian boy)
The squaw didnt like em at all
The tenth little indian said it really didnt matter
(little indian boy)
He acted like himself and he didnt look at her
(fighting over a squaw)
The squaw didnt care if he never did a thing
(little indian boy)
Cause she loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy
Loved the tenth indian boy
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Meaw With Cats
For public interest I have
No objection to meaw with cats.
If dogs are with thief
I have nothing to afraid of.
I have no objection to kill the cobra
With ants harmful to society.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Sometimes you have to be careful when selecting a new nickname for yourself. For instance, let's say you have chosen the nickname 'Fly Head'. Normally, you would think that 'Fly Head' would mean a person who had beautiful swept-back features, as if flying though the air. But think again. Couldn't it also mean 'having a head like a fly' I'm afraid some people might actually think that.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Think Back, O Indian!
O Indian, O Indian!
Why not you think awhile?
How came your freedom?
How came this soil?
How came your brothers?
Why do you toil?
What’s your heritage?
What’s your love?
What’s your advantage?
Just think it now.
O Indian, O Indian!
Why don’t you muse awhile?
What makes up India?
What are its states?
What are its rivers?
Who are your mates?
Whose blood in you flows?
Who are your neighbors?
Why fight with brothers?
Just think it now.
O Indian, O Indian!
Why not you brood awhile?
What are your dangers?
What integrates?
What are your misgivings?
How do you solve?
Where’s your heart now?
Where is your soul?
Where’s your peace of mind?
Just think it now.
poem by John Celes
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Indian Summer
The voices hanging in the air
The fingers running through my hair
You whisper in my ear, words Im afraid to hear
Youre sleeping on the wings of doves
Of melting in the heat of love
A voice that disappears, into the air
You said you found me, and never let me go, and until you do
No arms around me, to pull me away, away from you
Indian summer, I remember you
Indian summer, do you think of me too?
Like a moth to a flame, youre drawn to me with tender chains
You wrap me up so tight, and hold me all the night
Whos the stranger come and gone, statues crying in the lawn
The fountains frozen tears, bring back those years
Did you think you loved me, and do you want me now like you did back then
No moon above me, could make me feel this way, feel this way again
Indian summer, I remember you
Indian summer, do you think of me too?
Where do the seasons go when you let them slip away
Now the winds have changed from hot to cold today
Indian summer, indian summer, I remember you, where are you now
Ohhh, indian summer, I remember you
Indian summer, do you think of me, do you think of me too
Cause I remember you, indian summer
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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I'm An Indian Too
Like the Seminole, Navajo, Kickapoo
Like those Indians
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Just like Battle Axe, Hatchet Face, Eagle Nose
Like those Indians
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Some Indian summer's day
Without a sound
I may hide away
With Big Chief Hole-in-the-Ground
And I'll have totem poles, tomahawks, pipes of peace
Which will go to prove
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
With my chief in his teepee
We'll raise an Indian family
And I'll be busy night and day
Looking like a flour sack
With two papooses on my back
And three papooses on the way
Like the Chippewa, Iroquois, Omaha
Like those Indians
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Just like Rising Moon, Falling Pants, Running Nose
Like those Indians
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
Some Indian summer's day
Without a care
I may run away
With Big Chief Son-of-a-Bear
And I'll wear moccasins, wampum beads, feather hats
Which will go to prove
I'm an Indian too
A Sioux
A Sioux
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Indian Gin And Whisky Dry
All day, all night you feel as if the earth could fly.
Three more all for fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry,
Fine Indian Gin and whiskey dry.
Small town , closed down; There's nowhere else around to try.
Disturbingly a voice would cry,
"Go home, no loan, You'll have you gin and whiskey dry,
You'll have your gin and whiskey dry".
Four ten, four men lining up for their handy brandy.
All's gone, you're none, came the bartender's reply.
But I've tried and I'm tied to Indian Gin and whiskey dry.
To Indian Gin and whiskey dry (repeat 4 times
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Indian Girl
I see the snowflakes falling
I hear the drumbeat calling
I am just only lonely Indian girl
Braver than all the brave now
I sit at every pow-wow
I fought a million men for Indian girl
Ten hides and twenty horses
that's what the tribal law says
Too much for me to pay for Indian girl
Oh sun shine on sun shine on
and take my darkness away
Oh sun shine on sun shine on
and bring this girl my way
Far from her lonely teepee
wind sends her sweetness to me
too much for me to bear my Indian girl
Gather your things together
and bring your wedding feather
We'll steal away forever Indian girl
chorus x2
song performed by by Hollies
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Meet Me In The Indian Summer
(Van Morrison)
Well don't you know
How much I love you
Don't you know
How much I care
It's beyond my comprehension
'Cos I love you on the square
It's not bound by any definition
It isn't written in the stars
It's not limited like Saturn
Isn't ruled by Mercury or Mars
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Where we'll go walking
Down by the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
It's not modelled by convention
It isn't worshipped like the sun
It's not likened unto any other
And it will never come undone
Well don't you know
That my world is so lonely
Just like a freight train in the dawn
That's why I need to
Have and hold you
Just to keep me from going wrong
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking
By the weeping willow tree
Won't you meet me Lord
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Well before
Those chilly winds do blow
Won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
Take me way back
To what I know
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking
By the weeping willow tree
Oh won't you meet me
In the Indian summer
We'll go walking to eternity
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Treat Myself
Theres a place I can go
When the tensions high and Im feeling low
In a falsh I can be in an another space
As a different me, have a new id.
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Theres no rich, theres no poor
Everything is love, no such word as war
Theres no black and no white
Rainbow colors they, dress the days and nights, lifes a paradise
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Its amazing how the mind
Can do what you want it to
It can take you to a time
Where youll want to stay forever
Feeling everlasting pleasure
If your lifes in a place
That you can hardly bare
Come along with me to mental ecstasy
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
(repeat)
(backgrounds) whatsoever things are lovely
Whatsoever things are pure
Whatsoever things are honest
Whatsoever things are true (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Indian Gin & Whiskey Dry
All day, all night you feel as if the earth could fly.
Three more all for fine indian gin and whiskey dry,
Fine indian gin and whiskey dry.
Small town , closed down; theres nowhere else around to try.
Disturbingly a voice would cry,
Go home, no loan, youll have you gin and whiskey dry,
Youll have your gin and whiskey dry.
Four ten, four men lining up for their handy brandy.
Alls gone, youre none, came the bartenders reply.
But Ive tried and Im tied to indian gin and whiskey dry.
To indian gin and whiskey dry (repeat 4 times)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Indian culture certainly gives the Indian mind, including the mind of the Indian scientist, the ability to think out of the box.
quote by Roland Joffe
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A true Of universal
Some budy
Told
I am india...N...
S ome budy told...
Some time i am indian...
On school
Prayer time time told
I am indian...
But...
I did not feel
Indian...
India is
my birth place
ok...
But...
I am not a indian...
Why...?
I am...
I did not write hindhi...
I am Live in tamil nadu state
My mother also speak in tamil...
Sourindings peopls all are
Speak tamil...
So...
I am not a indian...
It is very poor word for me...
I am tamilan...
It is ok...
For me...
But...
This think also
Not good...
I am a one of world city zen...
That always unversel true...
Thats i want...
Thats i love and like...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Alcatraz
Now lay me down on market street
Im lookin for some spare change
A coast guard ship has been lookin for me
And I might have to change my name
Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans
The local chiefs on the radio
Hes got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin back to alcatraz
Lay me back down here on the highway
One hundred and one ways to go
Solitary is so confinin
To the legend of geronimo
Oh I know I could bring the rain
Used to dance for abc
And all the braves down on death row
Are pretending to be free
Back home in alcatraz
In the land of the great white father
My american blood runs cold
I left my home in oklahoma
To the everglades I go
Its just the wings on the silver cars
And Im allowed to plow a field
Its not the life for a nineteen seventy
(whats an)indian boy to do
Goin back to alcatraz
Lay me down on market street
Im lookin for some spare change
A coast guard ship has been lookin for me
Might have to change my name
Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans
Local chiefs on the radio
Hes got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin back to alcatraz
Here comes uncle sam again with the same old bag of beans
Local chiefs on the radio
Hes got some hungry mouths to feed
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
Goin back to alcatraz
song performed by by Nazareth
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Why we must stay dead after we die
It is Lizard-Man, a Mewok Indian from the San Francisco
Bay Peninsula who said it must be so because the dead smell bad
and the Coyote-Man proved it according to the Ancient Myths
of the First people.
(There’s got to be The First before The Second and The Last)
During a general Powwow gathering of the Great Chieftains,
the MeadowsLark-Man, the Chief of Chiefs, agreed to the ancient
time-beyond-time covenant with LittleLizard-Man about the odor problem
The only one that didn’t agree was BlackLizard-Man.
(Looks like they had skin color discrimination then also)
Since this is an Indian tale it involves an Indian Princess,
the daughter of the GreatGreat Chief, LizardFiveFingers-Man.
BlackLizard-Man, having disagreed, collected a distinctive branch
from a magical tree and laid it across a well-known lovers trail.
(Always these illicit footpaths leading to secretive bushes)
Overnight the twig turned into a rattlesnake that bit the young woman
that evening. When found on the 4th day and brought to her father
she smelled bad by no fault of her own but solely because of
that 4th day agreement and not because she wore no deodorant.
(That is way before the advent of Pale Faces)
stipulating that no dead person can be brought to life after
they have been dead for 4 consecutive moons. That is why
to this day people who die, stay dead never coming back.
Because if they did, the bad smell would kill the Last People.
(Narcissism, the me-first philosophy, was alive and well then also)
Last People are the people that would come after the First people
as goes the Ancient Myths of the Ancient First People who,
by the way, were born without hands until the Lizard people came
which explains why we greet Friendly People with a High-Five.
(Indian ways of telling down-to-earth stories are always simplified)
~~~
Alex Nodopaka Aug©2009
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poem by Alex Nodopaka
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Soshana
i have spoken my lines
that is what i am told to do
and you have spoken your lines too
and that is what they are telling you to do
you cannot be my comfort
distance are not arms and distance is cold like ice
your words are mere words like faces without names
i have spoken and you have spoken
now i am going back to sleep
it is done.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Indian Queen
Whooo-oo-whoooo
This is my life I dont feel whole every night
I hear love, crying down on love so bright
Tell me to hear
(I feel so good)
How can you tell
(I do believe)
Its just so real
(I really know)
I want to know
(I gotta say)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so free
In the love, I hear all those melodies
In my love, lying down on separate ears
Oh, how can you tell
(I feel so good)
Its just so real
(I really know)
How do you know
(its got to be)
Its got to go
(its still inside)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, proud of eyes so clear
Whoo-oo-oo-whoooooooo
Its my world, Id save all my life for you
Ah-ah-ah
You can smile down on lovers avenue
Well, how can you tell
(I want to know)
Its just so good
(oh, yes I do)
I feel so right
(I really do)
Its so tight
(come on now)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so real
Whoooo-ooowhoooo
Its so real, you know like its got to be
You say no and I wake up wanting you
Well, how can you stop
(I feel this good)
Youve got to be
(oh, this is good)
Its just so real
(I wanna be)
Knowing you
(its all so real)
The indian queen, pretty as a dream
The indian queen, my love is so real
Whooo-oo-whoooo-oo
Can I tell you bout an indian queen
(fading...) shes gonna get her dream....
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Almost everybody that's well-known gets tagged with a nickname.