People who go broke in a big way never miss any meals. It is the poor jerk who is shy a half slug who must tighten his belt.
Robert Heinlein in Time Enough for Love
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Jerk Star! !
I tried to write a song yesterday
And i came up with some random lines
I thought they were some great stuff
Of which people won't get enough
I had fantasies as a rock star
singing: 'so close no matter how far
But daddy smiled, and said: 'NOWAY'
And mom turned and yield at me:
' You're a jerk star' they said to me (oh yeaaaaaaah)
' You're a jerk star' they yield at me (oh noooooooo)
I didn't care and i carried on
And showed the song to the guys in my zone
Still don't know why they run away
And she broke with me right away
All i was trying to do
Was to write a song and to be 'cool'
But no one gave me a chance
And they all agreed it was 'nonsense'
' You're a jerk star' they said to me (oh yeaaaaaaah)
' You're a jerk star' they yield at me (oh noooooooo)
poem by Abdelmajid Seghir
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To: Tyler
He is about to move
This is his last year here
Hard to say I'll miss him
But if I don't it would be a lie
Tyler, your funny, smart, and cool
What can I say?
You were never my favorite person
But still I have respect for you
You knew how to make people laugh
And make people happy
You gave me my nickname
And many others theirs
I've known you for two years
Yes, you were a jerk at times
But you always made people smile
In a way, even I will miss you
Fairwell Tyler
To bad this is goodbye
Don't forget your friends
And for once, please don't forget me
5-29-09
poem by Mariah Simpson
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Magnetic Game
Every poor uses slang
But the crux of the fun
Is that every one wants to be a rich man
If one day I become the richest one
On that day I surely will be a fakir or nun
And my whole property will be for the poor man
As I need nothing more than
Two pieces of cloths
And two timely meals
But in the middle there is a game
Very non-materialistic
People call it name and fame
Towards it every one madly rushes in
As it is very, very magnetic
But you can not earn any thing
Until it is given to you by the masses, the poor man
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The city has to do what any citizen or family does, when you have a dream. You tighten your belt. You sacrifice some luxuries. Above all, you don't waste a dime.
quote by Laura Miller
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Cool Jerk
Cool jerk, cool jerk, cool jerk, cool jerk
This cat theyre talking about
I wonder who could it be
cause I know Im the heaviest cat
The heaviest cat you ever did see
When you see me walking down the street
And they clapping and they speak
All the business they wish to whisper it
But they know Im the king of the cool jerks
Ah ha ha
Look at them guys looking at me like Im a fool
Ah but deep down inside they know Im cool
I said now,
I said now the moment of truth has finally come
When I was gonna do some, some of that cool jerk
All right, now I want to hear a little bit
Of the drums by himself here
All right, now I want to hear a little bit of
A bass with those eighty-eights
All right, now lets hear the organ player fall in
All right now everybody, I wanna hear you howl
Ah youre cooking, youre smoking
Come on people can you do it?
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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A Lesson of Life (Thanksgiving)
(dedicated to Ms. Elī na Garanč a, a great mezzo-soprano)
This autumn is so relief
I hope it is a purely day
I have spiritual sense
Inside my very heart
I would like to attend
The ceremony or travel
Long distances with my family
I hope we have a large dinner too
We are as a family
Gather together
Yes, it’s the time
To a family reunion
I invite my all family, all friends
We are happily cooking together
We are happily eating together
We are happily talking together
Sweet potatoes
Pumpkin pie
Cranberries
A turkey
When crops are gathered
We are all thank God
We would also celebrate
National Unity, the harvest
I share what I have
With those who don’t have
I provide free meals
For the poor, old people, homeless
I prepare meals for them
I serve meals for them
I give meals for them
I sing Prayer of Thanksgiving with them
(inspired by Thanksgiving Celebration)
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Ten Percenter
Im just another ten percenter
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
Im hanging in the harbor
Im just drifting letting out the line
Im letting out the drifting line
Im just tyring to a guy
Whos hailing from ann arbor
Im a jerk
And its good
Getting perk
Yeah, I would
Im a jerk
If you got cotton mouth
You better have some water
Sucking syrup and soda
Youre going to just get hotter
But if you want to wile awhile
But if you want to wile awhile
Oh suck a syrup and soda
Oh dance oh sons and daughters
Im a jerk
And its good
Getting perk
Yeah, I would
Im a jerk
If you got cotton mouth
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
My mind is like an ocean
Im a jerk
Making jerk
Soda jerk
And its good
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
song performed by by Frank Black
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Snap (Fun Poem 125)
Woke up and had a shower
felt great and refreshed,
laid my clothes out
and started to get dressed.
Dragged on my trousers
and then pulled on my belt.
Snap!
I stood there with half a belt in my hand
and my trousers around my ankles.
Now I need a length of string
to hold my trousers up.
Looks like it gonna be
a new belt day today.
(7 July 2011)
poem by David Harris
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Do You Miss Me?
Do you miss me like I miss you
or has absence taken its toll?
I cannot think straight anymore,
I don't seem to be whole.
Half of me has gone to I don't know where,
I guess wherever you are.
The other half stays behind and waits
to glimpse a falling star.
It's then I'll make a wish for you
that will help my heart keep still,
instead of throbbing and weeping
and causing me to feel ill.
I know I must go on my love.
I've got no other choice.
At times when I'm lonely and missing you
I use my silent voice
And ask myself. Do you miss me?
Miss me like I miss you?
The question is a torment
for the answer can't get through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Slug And The Ladybug
The sad, silly slug said to the lovely ladybug,
“Why are you pretty while I have this ugly mug?
I live under a rock since I don’t have a shell.
Because no one likes me, I don’t feel very well.
I’ll just keep living underneath this dirty stone,
All by myself so sadly alone.
The lovely ladybug shook her head and said,
“Sad, silly slug, get out from that awful, stony bed!
Just remember each of us has a place on this earth.
We’re put here for a reason so each of us has worth.
The one to make you happy has to be yourself,
But you’ve put your best friend on a forgotten shelf.
Start by being proud that you are the best slug you’ll ever see.
Don’t compare yourself to others that you’ll never be.
Love yourself, smile and always be kind.
You’ll be surprised how many friends that you’ll find.”
The sad, silly slug had never thought that way before.
He considered himself only a sad, silly slug and nothing more.
When he looked into the brook and smiled, what did he see?
It was a miracle that changed his face so he said happily,
“This smile has found a home in my once sad, lonely heart.
I’m proud of myself and look to each new day’s start.
I’m now happy with myself and proud to be free.
I’ll work hard to make myself the best that I can be.
Just a note of gratitude from this happy, hopeful slug:
He shouted, “With all my heart, thank you, lovely ladybug! ”
poem by Gregory Huyette
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I Miss You
I miss you i can't even lie i miss you it's feels like i'm gonna die i miss you but you broke my heart i miss you cause we far apart i miss you
Will I
Will I miss the skies?
Will I miss the clouds?
Will I miss the ocean?
Will I miss the bay?
Will I miss the sunrise?
Will I miss the moon?
Will I miss the mountains?
Will I miss the trees?
Will I miss the city lights?
Will I miss the snow?
Will I miss the laughter?
Will I miss the jokes?
Will I miss touch?
Will I miss love?
Will I miss you?
Will i?
Will i?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Stella Was A Driver And She Was Always Down
When she walks down the street
she knows there's people watching
the building fronts are just fronts
to hide the people watching her
she once fell through the street
down the manhole in a that bad way
the underground drip
it's just like her scuba days
days
daze
days
daze
she was all right cause the sea was so airtight she broke away
she was all right cause the sea was so airtight she broke away
she was all right but she can't come out tonight she broke away
she was all right yeah the sea was so tight, air-tight
she broke away broke away
she broke away broke away
she broke away broke away
she broke away
stella
song performed by by Interpol
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Bitter Meals
cannot eat meals prepared by all hands
meals prepared of some hands cannot eat
taste of souls who prepared these meals
some prepared in love others anger swift deceit
taste of some meals sickens burns bitter not sweet
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Miss Me Blind
Miss me
I know youll miss me
I know youll miss me blind
Chorus 1:
I know youll miss me
I know youll miss me
I know youll miss me blind
Bet you got a good gun
Bet you know how
To have some fun
And then
You turn it around on me
Because Im better
Than the rest of the men
Chorus 2:
I say youll miss me
And you always do
I say youll miss me
Now would I lie to you
Now theres no need
To demand
Grab my golden hand
Ill teach you
And youll never be sure
If the way that you need
Is too much like greed
Decide if you are rich or youre poor
(chorus 1)
Bet you make the fool run
Bet you know how
To make it last 4 ever
But you know
Im never really sure
If youre just kissing to be clever
(chorus 2)
Because this love
That I have to give
Must be better than thet kind
It can make you rich
It can make you poor
But I know that
Youll miss me blind
(chorus 1)
song performed by by Culture Club
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Homeless (Holiness)
new dawn....
same alleyway;
grey faceless buildings,
wet with morning.
one more cigarette,
thinking about coffee,
waiting on the mission doors
......to open.
kicking through the trash,
a rat runs off...
nowhere to go,
...nothing to do.
tighten my belt,
squint in the sunlight,
just thinking 'bout how,
gonna survive this day!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My belt holds my pants up, but the belt loops hold my belt up. I don't really know what's happening down there. Who is the real hero?
quote by Mitch Hedberg
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Too Many People
Too many people going underground
Too many reaching for a piece of cake
Too many people pulled and pushed around
Too many waiting for that lucky break
That was your first mistake
You took your lucky break and broke it in two
Now what can be done for you
You broke it in two
Too many people sharing party lines
Too many people never sleeping late
Too many people paying parking fines
Too many hungry people losing weight
That was your first mistake
You took your lucky break and broke it in two
Now what can be done for you
You broke it in two
Too many people breaching practices
Dont let them tell you what you wanna be
Too many people holding back, this is
Crazy and maybe its not like me
That was your last mistake
I find my love awake and waiting to be
Now what can be done for you
Shes waiting for me
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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I know where Wells grow—Droughtless Wells
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I know where Wells grow—Droughtless Wells—
Deep dug—for Summer days—
Where Mosses go no more away—
And Pebble—safely plays—
It's made of Fathoms—and a Belt—
A Belt of jagged Stone—
Inlaid with Emerald—half way down—
And Diamonds—jumbled on—
It has no Bucket—Were I rich
A Bucket I would buy—
I'm often thirsty—but my lips
Are so high up—You see—
I read in an Old fashioned Book
That People "thirst no more"—
The Wells have Buckets to them there—
It must mean that—I'm sure—
Shall We remember Parching—then?
Those Waters sound so grand—
I think a little Well—like Mine—
Dearer to understand—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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