The outdoors, the beautiful environment, both in fresh and salt water. And the thing that concerns me is the amount of kids that stand on street corners, or go into pinball parlours, and call it recreation.
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Salt Lake City
Down in utah
The guys and I dig a city called salt lake
Its got the grooviest kids
Thats why we never get tired of salt lake
And the way the kids talk so cool
Is an out of sight thing
And the number one radio station
Makes the town really swing yeah
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Theres a park near the city, yeah
All the kids dig the lagoon now
Its full of all kinds of girls
And rides and well be flyin there soon now
And girl for girl
Theyve got the cutest of the western states
They got the sun in the summer
And winter time the skiing is great yeah
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Salt lake city well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
Well be coming soon
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Everyday Is The Environment Day
Once streams, now they are drains.
Once rivers, now they are drains.
Sewage goes from where water comes.
Excreta go from where water comes.
Once fields, now they are of smoke.
Once cities, now they are of smoke.
Smoke goes from where breath-air comes.
Carbon fills the air looking for plants.
Sewage unaddressed, carbons unaddressed,
No amount of environment savings
Could bail out the earth. The Environment Day
Must be everyday and not a tokenism.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Come on in My Kitchen
You better come on into my kitchen,
Cause its sure to be raining outdoors.
When a womans in trouble,
Everybody puts her down
She look for her good man,
Lord he cant be found.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Theres a cold wind blowin,
Leaves tremblin on the trees,
Dont you know that that good girl
Ya shes leaving me.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
The woman Ive been lovin
Left with my best friend,
That joker got lucky,
Stole her back again.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Well that good girls leaving,
She aint coming back,
Took her last nickel from her notion sack
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Mamas dead and gone,
Fathers no wheres to be,
I aint got nobody
To love and care for me.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, its going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, its going to be raining outdoors.
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band, music by Robert Johnson (1978)
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A Beautiful Thing
A beautiful thing
Is the life that God gave to us
A beautiful thing is the men like us
Because God create the men
To get married and have an also to have children
Together with his wife that he decides to marry and live the rest of his life With
A beautiful thing
Is the music that singers gave to me so that I can have a better life
Why?
Because singers are people just like me
And their music heals me and othe people
A beautiful thing for the ones that are sick for a long time
Is death
Because when death arrives to the ones that are sick they don't suffer Anymore
But it is not worth to live life when the ones that are sick are sick
Because it is a constant worry about who will take care of the ones that are Sick
And also their are constant worries if the one that os sick have any kids
Because they have to think of who will take care of their kids when they Will die
And I don't doubt for a moment that they won't miss their loved one if it is their mother or their father
Why?
Because the one that is sickis their mother
And you raised them from birth to grown up
And what is next?
I can't say what is next because I don't live their lives
And I will worry about my life
And nobody else's life
Because all the dreams that I am having now belongs to my life
Why do I talk so much about life now?
Because I am thinking about life now
And I am enjoying every second in my life
Because every second in my life counts because the hour keeps passing
And I keep enjoying it
A beautiful thing is that I am one adult
And that I can do things that pleases me with limitations
A beautiful thing is that I am the captain of God's ship
But I am also the master of God's soul
And God is the master of my destiny
But where my destiny will end I don't know
Because only God knows where my destiny will end
A beautil thing is the rain
Because it comes down from the sky and water our garden that is Outside of our houses
A beautiful thing is the soap that removes the dirt from my body and Makes it clean
A beautiful thing is the clothes that keeps my body dressed all day
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Pinball Wizard
(pete townshend)
[tommy (1914-1984), various artists, 1972]
Ever since I was a young boy,
I played the silver ball;
From soho down to brighton
I must have played em all.
But I aint seen nothin like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
He stands like a statue,
Becomes part of the machine.
Feelin all the bumpers
Always playin clean.
Plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
Hes a pinball wizard
There has to be a twist,
A pinball wizard,
Got such a supple wrist.
How do you think he does it?
What makes him so good?
Aint got no distractions,
Cant hear those buzzes and bells,
Dont see lights aflashin
Plays by sense of smell.
Always gets a replay,
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb an blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
Even my usual table,
He can beat my best,
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest.
Hes got crazy flipper fingers,
Never seen him fall.
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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At a koi pond in a nursery
When her fingers
lightly ripple the water,
a row of fishes
dart to come to investigate.
Fins cut through the water
and big eyes,
come to look
near to the surface.
Big and small bright coloured koi’s
dash past through the water,
while dark fresh water crayfish
crawl on the bottom of the pond.
The ripple on the water
rings out wider and wider,
till where it disappears in to eternity.
.
In my hart the sound
of the beautiful day resounds,
while I stand fascinated
at the fish pond.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Montrose
Beautiful town of Montrose, I will now commence my lay,
And I will write in praise of thee without dismay,
And in spite of all your foes,
l will venture to call thee Bonnie Montrose.
Your beautiful Chain Bridge is magnificent to be seen,
Spanning the river Esk, a beautiful tidal stream,
Which abounds with trout and salmon,
Which can be had for the catching without any gammon.
Then as for the Mid Links, it is most beautiful to be seen, And I'm sure is a very nice bowling green,
Where young men can enjoy themselves and inhale the pure air,
Emanating from the sea and the beautiful flowers there,
And as for the High Street, it's most beautiful to see,
There's no street can surpass it in the town of Dundee,
Because it is so long and wide,
That the people can pass on either side
Without jostling one another or going to any bother.
Beautiful town of Montrose, near by the seaside,
With your fine shops and streets so wide,
'Tis health for the people that in you reside,
Because they do inhale the pure fragrant air,
Emanating from the pure salt wave and shrubberies growing there;
And the inhabitants of Montrose ought to feel gay,
Because it is one of the bonniest towns in Scotland at the present day.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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The Mermaid (Quatern Poetry)
In the Red Sea, you were my lonely king of salt,
You were my beautiful statue made of basalt.
On the sea shore, dominating the yellow land,
You were my statue representing the king of sand.
Your body was looking as it was tattooed with smalt.
In the Red Sea, you were my lonely king of salt.
At the water high waves' mobile horizon
I was a mermaid, caught in your love's prison.
I swam to the surface, sometimes, to see you.
You were on your ship, at the dawn's purplish blue.
In the Red Sea, you were my lonely king of salt.
I had your beautiful statue, made of basalt.
I paid to get rid off my tail and to become a woman,
Because I wanted you to be my lover and my man.
You disappeared and your wreck was anchored in Galt,
In the Red Sea, you’re my lonely king of salt.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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My Beautiful Darling! !
You are beautiful
Not only because of the curve of your hips
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Or the curl of your eye lashes
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you.
You are beautiful because you have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you.
You are beautiful because you have confidence
You are beautiful because you have determination and wit
You are beautiful because you have goals and you plan to reach them
You are beautiful because you are always there to lend a helping hand
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you..
poem by Samuel Newton
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Beautiful
I am beautiful
Not only because of the curve of my hips
Or the shape of my body
Not only because of the fullness of my lips
Or the curl of my eye lashes
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
I am beautiful because I have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
I am beautiful because I have confidence
I am beautiful because I have determination and wit
I am beautiful because I have goals and I plan to reach them
I am beautiful because I am always there to lend a helping hand
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
2/9/08
poem by Candice George
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To Who It Concerns
to who it concerns
My homework will be late
It fell onto my pancakes
and stuck to my plate
To who it Concerns
My mom made me write this
and I'm just a kid
so how can i fight this
To who it concerns
I lost my assignment
maybe I'll get lucky
solitary confinement
To who it concerns
I just turned 15
too short to be shortstop
too plain to be queen
to who it concerns
I'm great with a ball
but boys don't watch tomboys
as they're cruising the hall
to who it concerns
I'm not made of steel
when I get blind sighted
my pain is quite real
i don't mean to squawk
but it really burns
so I thought i'd just mention it
to who it concerns
By Kristine Sisk
poem by Erin Ryytty
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The Kids Are Being Mollycoddled
I was a young lad in the sixties
and we were always out and about
it was a time of little health and safety
and your parents could give you a clout.
The kids today are the PlayStation generation
and some haven't even climbed a tree
but we spent most of our time outdoors
and best of all it was all free.
We never had mobiles or laptops
and the television only came on at night
you made do with just three channels
and that was all in black and white.
We'd all go on long nature rambles
not returning until it got dark
and when we weren't on adventures
we'd be playing Football over the park.
So kids switch off those computers
before both of your eyes turn square
stop being wrapped up in cotton wool
and get outside into the fresh air!
poem by Kevin Halls
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I will call you Heaven
You make my life dreamy so often
From now on I will call you Heaven
You pave my way for success
By giving me encouragement
You fill my life with sweetness
By loving me hundred percent
You teach me to fly like birds
In my wild imagination
You are my entertainment
And you are my recreation
You guide me like my father
You care for me like my mother
You love me like my sister
You stand by me like my brother
You need me like sweet water
You want me more than anyone
You miss me when I'm away
I'm your most happiness and fun
poem by Asif Andalib
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Song Of A Baker - Originally By The Small Faces
Theres wheat in the field
And water in the stream
And salt in the mine
And an aching in me
I can no longer stand and wonder
cos Im driven by this hunger
So Ill jug some water
Bake some flour
Store some salt and wait the hour
While Im thinking of love
Love is thinking for me
And the baker will come
And the baker Ill be
I am depending on my labour
The texture and the flavour
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene
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Street Player
Ill never forget those aimless years
Street sounds swirling through my mind
Trouble was often in the air
So we fought to forget our despair
Im a street player
And Ill play you a song
cause you know, my heart & soul
Will carry, carry on
Carry on
Carry on
Carry on
City lifes the only way
Street corners and billiard halls was our home away
Lessons learned still help me today
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Ive seen it all
Hitmen, thieves and many a brawl
But as you see I still stand tall
It was such a small space in time
I never knew that I would find
A musical path for all to see
Anxiety into ecstacy
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
Im a street player
song performed by by Chicago
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Goes Out
THIS GOES OUT
TO ALL THEM HUSTLERS
EVERYBODY OUT THERE
MAKING THEM ENDS MEET
I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
J.E. YALL
THIS GOES OUT TO EVERYBODY
THIS GOES OUT
THIS GOES OUT TO YA
THIS GOES OUT
I扢 TELLING YOU THIS GOES OUT
THIS GOES OUT TO YA
THIS GOES OUT TO YA
THIS GOES OUT
THIS GOES OUT TO YA
THIS GOES OUT TO YA
V1 SOME PEOPLE SLEEP FIVE TO A BED
THREE AT THE FEET
TWO AT THE TOP
SO REALLY CAN TALK
ABOUT HOW THEY SHOULD LIVE
WHEN I KNOW IN MY HEART
IF IT CAME DOWN TO IT
I BE GETTING DOWN
THE SAME AS THEM
SEE LORD
TRYNA HUSTLE
MUST BE SOMETHING
THAT WAS HEAVEN SENT
A LOT OF RENT
WOULDN BE PAID
WITHOUT THIS TRADE
THAT WE CALL HUSTLIN
YALL YALL
HOOK
THIS GOES OUT
TO THE KAT
ON THE CORNERS
STRESSIN AND STRUGGLING
JUST TO GET A DOLLAR
I AIN扵 MAD ATHA
GOTTA DO SOMEHTIN
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN扵 HURT扖HA
THIS GOES OUT TO THE GIRLS
ON THE STREET
THAT扴 GOIN ALL OUT
JUST SO THEY KIDS CAN EAT
AND I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
GOTTA DO SOMETHING
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN TOUCH YOU
V2 I USE TO BE
AT THE POINT
GOING OUT ON THE ROAD
DOING THINGS
THAT I KNOW
JUST WASN扵 RIGHT
AND I扢 NOW
I扢 LOOKING BACK
NO NOT AFRAID TO TELL IT NO
JUST I NEVER DID SAY IT
BUT I CAN TELL YOU THAT
I扗 RATHER TAKE A BULLET
IN MY HEAD
THAN LEAVE MYL FAMILY UNFED
AND THAT扴 THE WAY IT IS
THIS GOES OUT TO MY HOMIES
HOOK
THIS GOES OUT TO THE KATS
ONT THE CORNERS
STRESSIN AND STRUGGLIN
JUST TO GET A DOLLAR
I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
GOTTA DO SOMETHIN
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN扵 HURT扖HA
THIS GOES OUT TO THE GIRLS
ON THE STREET
THAT扴 GOIN ALL OUT
JUST SO THEY KIDS CAN EAT
AND I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
GOTTA DO SOMETHIN
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN扵 TOUCH YOU
TATU:
A YO
I WELCOME THE STRUGGLE
LIKE I WELCOME THE HUSTLE
FIND THE RIGHT ONE
TAKE IT AN BUBBLE
THAT扴 ON THE MUSCLE
I AIN扵 GIVEN IN
I扢 TRYING TO WIN
AND IF I GOTTA GET MY HANDS A LITTLE DIRTY
I扢 SORRY FOR SIN
BUT THE FAM DON UNDERSTAND
AIN扵 NO BREAD
SO BROTHA扴 HAVE TO LEARN TO BAKE TO MAKE BREAD
CHICKS USE THEY ASS TO SHAKE TO MAKE BREAD
BUT I AINt MAD AT cHA
SHAWTY KEEP THEM KIDS FED
DUKE:
THIS GOES OUT TO MY WHOLE 581CLIQUE
I OFTEN REMENISS
WHEN WE JUST DREAMED OF DIS
BIG CARS
FINE HOMES
GIRLS WITH NICE TONES
DIME PIECES
STANDING IN LINE TO SHOW US THE THONG
WENT FROM RIDING SIX DEEP
IN A LITTLE ASS JEEP
TO CADALIC TRUCKS
AND BENZS PROWLIN THE STREETS
WE GONE BALL TIL WE FALL
CAUSE WE FADING ALL
PUT YOUR GLASSES IN THE AIR
THIS GOES OUT YO YALL
HOOK
THIS GOES OUT
TO THE KAT扴
ON THE CORNERS
STRESSIN AND STRUGGLING
JUST TO GET A DOLLAR
I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
GOTTA DO SOMETHING
DOHLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN扵 HURT扖HA
THIS GOES OUT TO THE GIRLS
ON THE STREET
THAT扴 GOIN ALL OUT
JUST SO THEY KIDS CAN EAT
AND I AIN扵 MAD AT扖HA
GOTTA DO SOMETHING
HOLD YOUR HEAD UP
CAUSE THEY CAN扵 TOUGH YOU
song performed by by Jagged Edge
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House On A Cliff
Indoors the tang of a tiny oil lamp. Outdoors
The winking signal on the waste of sea.
Indoors the sound of the wind. Outdoors the wind.
Indoors the locked heart and the lost key.
Outdoors the chill, the void, the siren. Indoors
The strong man pained to find his red blood cools,
While the blind clock grows louder, faster. Outdoors
The silent moon, the garrulous tides she rules.
Indoors ancestral curse-cum-blessing. Outdoors
The empty bowl of heaven, the empty deep.
Indoors a purposeful man who talks at cross
Purposes, to himself, in a broken sleep.
poem by Louis Macneice
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I feel that the thing that probably aided me the most in that scene with the dog was the utilization and using an actual recreation, affective memory, if you want to call it, of pain.
quote by Ray Walston
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How Beautiful U R
How Beautiful u r
You r beautiful
Not only because of the curve of your hips
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Or the curl of your eye lashes
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you
You r beautiful because you have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you
You r beautiful because you have confidence
You r beautiful because you have determination and wit
You r beautiful because you have goals and you plan to reach them
You r beautiful because you always there to lend a helping hand
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than You
Dats y u r de beautiful one in dis world?
Dats y u r my friend? ?
Thanks for being my friend...
poem by Arjun singh Chhabra
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Tall Trees
Watch out big ships are waiting
Salt frozen on your cheek
I saw a girl and boy arriving
And a steamer put out to sea
Tall tree
Stand in the distance
Remember
When you were green
Dont wipe
The salt from your skin
You must keep running the distance
Sun sleeps on misty morning
Light years from channel three
I feel halfway to zero
Call me a hero I might just agree
Tall tree
Stand in the distance
Remember
When you were green
Dont wipe
The salt from your skin
You must keep running the distance
And the roses you grow
Have a powerful scent
Theyll be breaking your heart
By the morning
I feel halway to zero
Call me a hero I might just agree
Tall tree
Stand in the distance
Remember
When you were green
Dont wipe
The salt from your skin
Tall tree
Tall tree
Dont wipe
The salt from your skin
You must keep running the distance
Tall tree
song performed by by Crowded House
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