Trying to sneak a fastball past Hank Aaron is like trying to sneak the sunrise past a rooster.
quote by Joe Adcock
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Throwing a fastball to Henry Aaron is like trying to sneak the sun past a rooster.
quote by Curt Simmons
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I looked for the same pitch my whole career, a breaking ball. All of the time. I never worried about the fastball. They couldn't throw it past me, none of them.
quote by Hank Aaron
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Sneak a Little Lick
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Every single piece of it!
You can...
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And...
Destiny!
But don't...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And destiny!
If that's your wish...
To pick it up to ditch!
But,
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down,
If that's your wish.
But that peach found,
Might be your gift.
So pick it up and eat it!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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There's immense fun to be had as long as you can sort of sneak it past DC. I have been told on occasion that I need to have more respect for these characters.
quote by Garth Ennis
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At last, to be identified!
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At last, to be identified!
At last, the lamps upon thy side
The rest of Life to see!
Past Midnight! Past the Morning Star!
Past Sunrise!
Ah, What leagues there were
Between our feet, and Day!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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This Is Not My Crumbcake
I did not place my crumbcake here!
This is not my crumbcake.
And this chair was over there.
And who took a sip of my rootbeer float mix?
No one is to leave this room...
Until I get a sniff of everyone's lips.
I do not want another slice.
When I got up to get a napkin...
Someone came over here,
To sneak a bite to eat.
Picked up my treat...
And did not care to place it back neat!
That's not nice!
That is the markings of a creep.
This is not my crumbcake.
I did not take a bite.
Nor do I have a gap between my teeth.
Don't laugh!
That was the last corner piece!
And I'm going to find which one of you trespassed.
This crumbcake was mine.
Not for someone else to sneak.
Peaking to see me leave before they leaped.
Who did this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep Close what You Treasure
Keep close what you treasure,
Snug to hug your chest.
An abundance of those who had their eyes closed,
With lost integrities...
Are on the prowl with confessions to profess,
A losing of money like a child of innocence.
And incensed they are with a bitterness,
About a wasting of their valued time.
They 'now' have discovered that to be precious.
With an envying of those who chose to live.
And not spend it on the worshipping of things.
To forfeit what a doing of that brings.
And time they want to take...
With a weeping done on shoulders,
To express their misery and heartache.
Don't let them sneak and take your peace.
Many who have sold their souls,
For a taste of baubles and bling.
Now today they say,
Those bright shiny things mean to them not a thing.
And approach with an encroaching,
To sneak away your peace.
With a luring to gain your empathy.
For purposes to steal it from your mind.
Since they have not a dime.
From a clawing to a top with a bursting bubble pop.
They find now that has left them flat,
On their behinds.
Don't let them sneak and take your peace.
Keep close what you treasure,
Snug to hug your chest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Closing the Doors
Closing the doors
I am shutting all the doors
Will be walking totally alone since not even a friend will get the entry
In my life, nobody can ever again sneak
I am closing the doors and do not ask me why?
You let go of my friendship
Sadly, you will never find a friend like me
I am closing the doors and I am not expressing this due to any hate
I was scared of letting in even a friend in my life
However, I did let in
Although, at the end even this friendship proved as wrong
Will never let anybody, sneak in.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Shriner's Park
I wonder what your doing
in the night out there
is a sad summer breath tangled in your hair
can you hear the lonely engines
screaming through the town
there's no where to run
when the darkness comes down
is there a song inside of you
that you tried to forget
like your fake id and your mom's cigarettes
does it take you back
is the vision intense
you and me in shriners park
trying to make some sense
you were just seventeen
but your laughter was mild
you liked my dreams you thought i was wild
is there a rythm in your step now
that reminds you of a dance
do you push it all away
cause you never took the chance
you'd sneak out your window
when i'd come for you
id be waiting in the street light on 8th Avenue
you'd slip into my car
we'd drive down past the fence
you and me in shriner's park
trying to make some sense
did you feel like you were crazy
when they sent you far away
did no one have the answers
when you hung your head to pray
you could not let yourself dream
never dare believe
you could ever be more
than you were born to be
do you lock up you house
like you locked up your past
if i were to call
could you free me at last
could you slip into my car
could we drive down past the fence
you and me in shriner's park
trying to make some sense
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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For the one that I love
It’s your voice
that I hear in the evening-wind,
you become reality in my dreams,
bringing ecstasy to my soul and body
and you know me throughout,
even in the dark places
that I keep secret
there are times when I find you there
when you sometimes sneak past reason
into my blood, my genes and thoughts
becoming the source of all my longing,
with your smile, your voice, falling on me as sunshine
and there is meaning that I find with you,
something magical that binds us together.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone
I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone
poem by Shalom Freedman
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mmm-mmm...Quick Feet
I'm not a greedy eater,
But I do love to eat!
mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!
I'm not a greedy eater!
I love to eat!
mmm-mmm...
When you cook,
mmm-mmm...
I sneak a look,
mmm-mmm...
I get addicted with an ease that hooks.
mmm-mmm...
With smells delicious,
mmm-mmm...
And a left foot twitched,
mmm-mmm...
I admit to my impatience like an itchy crook!
And ooo...
I need some water,
And ooo...
To take a drink,
And ooo...
The eyes on me don't wink or even blink.
My stomach's grumbling and I'll sneak to eat.
mmm-mmm...
Is it fish?
mmm-mmm...
Or tasty beef?
mmm-mmm...
I'm gonna grab a piece and flee on quick feet.
oooooo...
Quick feet.
Go go...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Quick feet!
mmm-mmm...
Delicious treat and fleeing on quick feet.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Road Movie To Berlin
Were in a road movie to berlin
Cant drive out the way we drove in
So sneak out this glass of bourbon
And well go
We were once so close to heaven
Peter came out and gave us medals
Declaring us the nicest of the damned
Time wont find the lost
Itll sweep up our skeleton bones
So take the wheel and I will take the pedals
Were in a road movie to berlin
Cant drive out the way we drove in
So sneak out this glass of bourbon
And well go
Notes
The dial-a-song version (which is closer to the version printed in the flood liner notes) goes as follows:
Were in a road movie to berlin
Cant drive out the way you drove in
So sneak out this glass of bourbon
And well go
We were once so close to heaven
Peter came out and gave us medals
Declaring us the nicest of the damned
You said you were the king of liars
And I believed you and called you sire
But I realize now that I have been deceived
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Happy Easter
Who wants to be a rooster,
Crowing before dawn everyday.
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be a rooster,
Crowing before dawn everyday.
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be that rooster?
To strut and cluck for someone sleeping,
To get up.
And do that if programmed before the dawn shows up.
And if that rooster gets into a rut...
Who will then do the clucking?
Or wake up,
To collect the eggs!
Who wants to be a rooster,
Crowing before dawn everyday.
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be a rooster,
Crowing before dawn everyday.
Who wants to be that rooster?
Who wants to be that rooster?
To strut and cluck for someone sleeping,
To get up.
And do that if programmed before the dawn shows up.
And if that rooster gets into a rut...
Who will then do,
The clucking?
Or wake up,
To collect the eggs!
'Happy Easter'
~Do you notice anything different about those eggs? ~
'Yeah!
They are colored.
Why? '
~They are for the Easter Egg Hunt.
Put them back.~
'Oh!
I must be dreaming.
I thought I heard a rooster crow.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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March Of The Gherkins
Its been sometime since the smile
Upon my face
Had a sneak preview in town
Its been a while since I gave chase
Its been sometime since the girl
>from round my way
Came and took me by the hand
Its been a long time since I came around
I can remember when i
Stood on my head
And walking straight across the ground
I still picture the laughing faces
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
I was told to grow up soon
Face my consequences
Being told it was high time
High time to come to my senses
Climbing up to the top floor
Stood the look of pleasure
Such a silly aged man
With an attic full of treasure
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
I remember when I was ten
Things were somewhat better then
Time went by so easily
Is this the way lifes supposed to be, but
Looking back I wonder why
It seems to pass so quickly by
Memories can make you cry
I close my eyes, my tears I try to hide
I was thinking about
Tammo land
Of all the funny places
I was thinking a short time ago
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
Catch me, Im falling into my past
Deeper, the deeper the louder the laugh
song performed by by Madness
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Stop For Today
We incarnate into density to experience life
experience life on Earth and see the sights.
We take karma with us from past life
now we can cleanse ourselves and get it right.
We don't need to keep repeating past mistakes
we can just stop, just stop and put on the brakes.
Just breathe and feel all day-
don't think any thoughts let life come your way.
Kind of hard to do when we live in the past
we project into the future that hasn't had a chance.
Just stop, yes stop and cleanse your mind
you will live like the birds, and the flies.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 16,2012
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Once in a while, I try to sneak in something less known anyway.
quote by Bobby Short
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Not The Doctor
I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
I don't want to be the sweeper of the egg shells that you walk upon
And I don't want to be your other half
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Jagged Little Pill
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