Nancy is superstitious.
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My Spouse Nancy
'Husband, husband, cease your strife,
Nor longer idly rave, Sir;
Tho' I am your wedded wife
Yet I am not your slave, Sir.'
'One of two must still obey,
Nancy, Nancy;
Is it Man or Woman, say,
My spouse Nancy?'
'If 'tis still the lordly word,
Service and obedience;
I'll desert my sov'reign lord,
And so, good bye, allegiance!'
'Sad shall I be, so bereft,
Nancy, Nancy;
Yet I'll try to make a shift,
My spouse Nancy.'
'My poor heart, then break it must,
My last hour I am near it:
When you lay me in the dust,
Think how you will bear it.'
'I will hope and trust in Heaven,
Nancy, Nancy;
Strength to bear it will be given,
My spouse Nancy.'
'Well, Sir, from the silent dead,
Still I'll try to daunt you;
Ever round your midnight bed
Horrid sprites shall haunt you!'
'I'll wed another like my dear
Nancy, Nancy;
Then all hell will fly for fear,
My spouse Nancy.'
poem by Robert Burns
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How Come
How come when I got the ace of hearts
Ya always draw the ace of spades
Hows it when your best friend
Brings you lillies on your birthday
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
How come when your local clergy calls
He tells me that you shouldnt wear black
What kind of bread are you gonna bake
With that hemlock in your spice rack
Hey how come, hey how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
The spiders run, the cobwebs gone
Did you eat it when the moon was new
I drowned your cat, what do you say about that
Ive even broken up your broom
How come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
Well how come, how come
Well I aint superstitious, but well these things I see
How come, how come
I aint a superstitious fella, but it worries me
song performed by by Pogues
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No, I think I used to be pretty superstitious about certain things, but I'm really not anymore. As long as I have everything is in order and I have my things as far as the match goes, shooting I'm fine. But I really don't.
quote by Nancy Johnson
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On My Wife's Birth-Day
'Tis Nancy's birth-day--raise your strains,
Ye nymphs of the Parnassian plains,
And sing with more than usual glee
To Nancy, who was born for me.
Tell the blythe Graces as they bound,
Luxuriant in the buxom round;
They're not more elegantly free,
Than Nancy, who was born for me.
Tell royal Venus, tho' she rove,
The queen of the immortal grove,
That she must share her golden fee
With Nancy, who was born for me.
Tell Pallas, tho' th'Athenian school,
And ev'ry trite pedantic fool,
On her to place the palm agree,
'Tis Nancy's, who was born for me.
Tell spotless Dian, tho' she range,
The regent of the up-land grange,
In chastity she yields to thee,
O Nancy, who was born for me.
Tell Cupid, Hymen, and tell Jove,
With all the pow'rs of life and love,
That I'd disdain to breathe or be,
If Nancy was not born for me.
poem by Christopher Smart
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I'm superstitious... but not like wear the same underwear for two weeks superstitious.
quote by Kate Hudson
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Neglectful Edward
Nancy
'Edward back from the Indian Sea,
What have you brought for Nancy?'
Edward
'A rope of pearls and a gold earring,
And a bird of the East that will not sing.
A carven tooth, a box with a key--'
Nancy
'God be praised you are back,' says she,
'Have you nothing more for your Nancy?'
Edward
'Long as I sailed the Indian Sea
I gathered all for your fancy:
Toys and silk and jewels I bring,
And a bird of the East that will not sing:
What more can you want, dear girl, from me?'
Nancy
'God be praised you are back,' said she,
'Have you nothing better for Nancy?'
Edward
'Safe and home from the Indian Sea,
And nothing to take your fancy?'
Nancy
'You can keep your pearls and your gold earring,
And your bird of the East that will not sing,
But, Ned, have you nothing more for me
Than heathenish gew-gaw toys?' says she,
'Have you nothing better for Nancy?'
poem by Robert Graves
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Superstition
Written by: stevie wonder
Very superstitious
Writing's on the wall
Very superstitious
Ladder's about to fall
Thirteen-month-old baby
Broke the looking glass
Seven years of bad luck
Good things in your past
If you believe in things that you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way
Very superstitious
Wash your face and hands
Rid me of the problems
Do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream
Keep me going strong
You don't want to save me
Sad is my song
If you believe in things that you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way
Very superstitious
Nothing more to say
Very superstitious
Devil's on his way
Thirteen-month-old baby
Broke the looking glass
Seven years of bad luck
Good things in your past
If you believe in things that you don't understand
Then you suffer
Superstition ain't the way
Superstition ain't the way...
Superstition ain't the way...
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Superstition
(stevie wonder)
Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong,
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh.
Very superstitious, nothin more to say,
Very superstitious, the devils on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, no, no, no
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Superstition
Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong,
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song.
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh.
Very superstitious, nothin more to say,
Very superstitious, the devils on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past
When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, no, no, no
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Superstition
Very superstitious, writings on the wall
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall
Thirteen month old baby. broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past
When you believe in things that you dont understand
Then you suffer
Superstition aint the way
Very superstitious, wash your face and hands
Rid me of the problems, do all that you can
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song
When you believe in things that you dont understand
Then you suffer
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh, yeh.
Very superstitious, nothin more to say
Very superstitious, the devils on his way
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past.
When you believe in things that you dont understand
Then you suffer
Superstition aint the way, no, no, no
song performed by by Ub40
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Love Kills
Sid was a punk rock king
Nancy was a broken queen
Their lives were so glamorous
Sid and Nancy were a mess
When you're hooked on heroin
Don't you know you'll never win
Drugs don't ever pay
You really did it your way
Love kills
Love kills
Love kills
We still believe in anarchy
It makes me so damn angry
Sid and Nancy meant a lot to me
You may be dead but your souls are free
Like Romeo and Juliet
You two made a pact of death
Like the needle that ya used
Sid and Nancy were born to lose
Love kills
Love kills
Love kills
Sid never meant any harm
He shot some dope into his arm
All he wanted was some fun
Now she's lying in a pool of blood
Always loaded
song performed by by Ramones from Animal Boy
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I was a big Nancy Drew reader. Nancy figures it out. Case closed.
quote by Sarah Vowell
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A Song For Two Children
'Make a song, father, a new little song,
All for Jenny and Nancy.'
Balow lalow or Hey derry down,
Or else what might you fancy?
Is there any song sweet enough
For Nancy and for Jenny?
Said Simple Simon to the pieman,
'Indeed I know not any.'
'I've counted the miles to Babylon,
I've flown the earth like a bird,
I've ridden cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
But no such song have I heard.'
'Some speak of Alexander,
And some of Hercules,
But where are there any like Nancy and Jenny,
Where are there any like these?'
poem by Robert Graves
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Artist Nancy Waller
I remember hearing a voice,
“go down this road”, was the first choice.
The road 42nd West, in south Minneapolis.
Great visual artist I would meet,
She drew endangered species detailed and neat.
Nancy Waller was her name,
She published booklets on endangered species
to help bring about awareness and change.
Melodie my doll, loved her most of all.
She went to her see her at the museum,
took photos with her that where very pleasing.
Melodie was happy for Nancy designed,
coloring books of Melodie just cute and fine.
Nancy got my books off to a great start,
she inspired me and has a pure heart.
Thank you Nancy for inspiration and passion too,
you’re a great artist, through and through.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Slade It In
You keep on pushing, babe,
Like i've never known before
You know you drive me crazy, child,
An' i just wanna see you on the floor
I wanna superstitious woman
An' she got a superstitious mind
I can't see you, baby,
I can't see you anymore, no more
You keep on loving me
Like i've never known before
I wanna superstitious woman
With a superstitious, a superstitious mind, an' i don't mind, baby
My heart is beating faster, babe,
It's beating like a big bass drum
You know you got me speeding, child,
Faster than a bullet from a gun
You're a superstitious woman
An' i got a superstitious mind, an' i don't care
So take me down slow an' easy,
Make love to me slow an' easy
I know that hard luck an' trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone,
Rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone
I don't care about, oh,
I don't care about love, no more
The way you keep abusing me
Oh, i can't take no more
I wanna woman
She got a superstitious mind
So take me down slow an' easy,
Make love to me slow an' easy
I know that hard luck an' trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone,
Rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone,
Rock me 'til i'm burned
So take me down slow an' easy,
Make love to me slow an' easy
Take me down slow an' easy,
Rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone
Take me down slow an' easy,
Make love to me slow an' easy
I know that hard luck an' trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me 'til i'm burned to the bone...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Slow An Easy
(coverdale/moody)
You keep on pushing, babe,
Like Ive never known before
You know you drive me crazy, child,
An I just wanna see you on the floor
I wanna superstitious woman
An she got a superstitious mind
I cant see you, baby,
I cant see you anymore, no more
You keep on loving me
Like Ive never known before
I wanna superstitious woman
With a superstitious, a superstitious mind, an I dont mind, baby
My heart is beating faster, babe,
Its beating like a big bass drum
You know you got me speeding, child,
Faster than a bullet from a gun
Youre a superstitious woman
An I got a superstitious mind, an I dont care
So take me down slow an easy,
Make love to me slow an easy
I know that hard luck an trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me til Im burned to the bone,
Rock me til Im burned to the bone
I dont care about, oh,
I dont care about love, no more
The way you keep abusing me
Oh, I cant take no more
I wanna woman
She got a superstitious mind
So take me down slow an easy,
Make love to me slow an easy
I know that hard luck an trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me til Im burned to the bone,
Rock me til Im burned to the bone,
Rock me til Im burned
So take me down slow an easy,
Make love to me slow an easy
Take me down slow an easy,
Rock me til Im burned to the bone
Take me down slow an easy,
Make love to me slow an easy
I know that hard luck an trouble
Is coming my way,
So rock me til Im burned to the bone...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Nancy Drew was always changing her outfits. I despised girls' clothing, I couldn't wait to get home from school and get out of it. The last thing I wanted to read was minute descriptions of Nancy's frocks.
quote by Alison Bechdel
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The Beast: Chapter Two
She walked through the door
looking back only to see him fade
into the crowd of students
pouring across the plaza in front of the auditorium.
She watched him recede
vowing
that she would make a point of finding out
more about him.
There was the freshman boat ride in a few days
there was her next opportunity.
Suddenly a voice said:
'Wow, that was chemistry
if I have ever seen chemistry.'
It was Nancy, Nicole's roommate.
They had first met only the day before
when Nicole had arrived at the college for the week long orientation
which included of course
meeting one's roommate.
Nancy was already there in the room
when Nicole arrived her bags in hand
looking to see where she would she might spend the next four years of her life.
The two eyed each other momentarily
quickly sizing each other up after some long seconds
deciding that they liked one another.
Nancy was there on an academic scholarship
just like Nicole and they had been paired together
probably because they had somethings in common.
They seemed to be each other's type,
studious, quiet
and had settled in with each other comfortably.
Nancy falling in beside Nicole
was talking and saying:
'Who was that beautiful blond guy you were talking to. When he put his hands on you I almost died.'
Nancy was gushing.
'Blond? ' Nicole said, blankly? 'Who are you talking about? '
'You know the big blond who opened the door for you looking deep deep into your eyes, ' Nancy said giving Nicole her best dreamy-eyed girl look.
Nicole looked at her again blankly finally saying.
'He was no blond. Didn't see any blond.'
Then with a shock Nicole realized that in her mind's eye recounting Nancy's blond and the Beast guy shifted back and forth between the tall blond Nancy was going on about and her guy, her ugly guy.
Nicole stopped cold on the street.
'What the hell is going on here? ' she thought to herself.
'Did he have a red vest on? ' she finally asked Nancy.
'Yes, that is the one? ' Nancy answered quickly.
The blond in Nicole's vision did have a red vest on but, her Beast did not.
It was naturally a black vest.
Nicole stopped, her mouth dropping, at her own thoughts.
Nancy touched her arm.
'Are you alright? '
To be continued
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Everybody that loves Nancy loves it in a slightly condescending way. Nancy is comics reduced to their most elemental level.
quote by Bill Griffith
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Artist Nancy Waller
I remember hearing a voice,
"go down this road", was the first choice.
The road 42nd West, in south Minneapolis.
Great visual artist I would meet,
She drew endangered species detailed and neat.
Nancy Waller was her name,
She published booklets on endangered species
to help bring about awareness and change.
Melodie my doll, loved her most of all.
She went to her see her at the museum,
took photos with her that where very pleasing.
Melodie was happy for Nancy designed,
coloring books of Melodie just cute and fine.
Nancy got my books off to a great start,
she inspired me and has a pure heart.
Thank you Nancy for inspiration and passion too,
you're a great artist, through and through
Written by Suzae Chevailer on September 9,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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