You needn't tell me that a man who doesn't love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.
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He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.

Oysters
Charming oysters I cry:
My masters, come buy,
So plump and so fresh,
So sweet is their flesh,
No Colchester oyster
Is sweeter and moister:
Your stomach they settle,
And rouse up your mettle:
They'll make you a dad
Of a lass or a lad;
And madam your wife
They'll please to the life;
Be she barren, be she old,
Be she slut, or be she scold,
Eat my oysters, and lie near her,
She'll be fruitful, never fear her.
poem by Jonathan Swift

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The need of expansion is as genuine an instinct in man as the need in a plant for the light, or the need in man himself for going upright. The love of liberty is simply the instinct in man for expansion.
quote by Matthew Arnold

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Tunnel Vision
I have been advised of having tunnel vision...
You know when you are near blind as a bat?
Worried and in fear-for my eyes my dear?
Nah, my nose works and i'm sure i smell a rat**! ;
Thank God for my nose and my ears...
Never mind my limited sight...
A highly developed instinct also carries me-
Through the blackest of darkest night! ;
It gives me much sought after information...
Of long ago sequesterd plans and schemes...**
I've been told that i am sixth sense old...
That my information is formed in my dreams;
So never mind my tunnel vision sweetheart-
My nose and my ears do just fine...
Coupled with the sixth sense instinct God gave to me...
For miles i can smell my enemies sign**;
May 14,2010
**Smoke From The Attic (as usual)
The Phantom IS Back.
poem by Theodora Onken

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Bar Girl Blues
Although our little flirtation doesn't amount to much
I'd like to think you really care,
But if you do you needn't worry I'd do anything about it,
I wouldn't dare!
Of the difference in our age and attitudes
I'm well aware,
I'm just an old fool at the end of the day,
Given to drink and despair,
You're young enough to be my daughter
And it simply wouldn't be fair!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison

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Good Enough
If I woke up late
Couldn't get out of bed
If I bought you a café latte instead
If I lied when I said 32 inches was the size of my waist
And if I admit every once in a while
Even though I dig alternative style
Occasionally I can be caught dancin' to Brittany
And can I confess
That art house doesn't turn me on
But I like every single thing that Speilberg's done (Except A.I.)
Could I be good enough
Could I be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell that could be good enough
Where I grew up
The rent was cheap
But we always had enough to eat Didn't have fancy clothes
I never really cared coz there were shoes on my toes
And motherly love
I knew it like the back of my hand
She always had a way to make me understand
I could be good enough
I could be good enough
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I got
Baby tell me that could be good enough
Coz I don't know which way this road is gonna turn
But I know it's gonna be fine
But there are some days no matter how much I've learned
That the road gets tough
And I don't feel good enough
But if you're giving me some of that loving
Could you pass some over
Let me cry on your shoulder and tell me baby
I could be good enough
If I lost my job
And my hair fell out
If I made no sense
And I scream and shout
Would you laugh at me?
Never take a word I say seriously And if I'm out in the cold
Waiting in the back of the line
Too afraid to drop my name for fear of decline
Could you tell me I'm good enough? Could I be good enough?
If the going got worse and the worse got rough
The days became endless and harder than tough
I'd be good enough
Better than best would be simply to be good enough
If everything I give doesn't seem like a lot
If it's all that I've got
Baby tell me that could be good enough
I need to know that I could be good enough
Because everybody wants to feel good enough
Show me baby
Tell me
Come on a prove it baby
Give it to me
song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin

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Black Oysters
The rustic women dived,
And collected in the baskets
The black oysters feed
On the breast of muddy sands.
When boiled, the oysters
Opened their doors tightly closed,
To sooth with flesh delicious
The hungry stomachs boors owned.
When the oyster roast,
Served on star tables with spoon,
On to the crest of taste
The rich were taken.
Vitamin ‘E’ oozing
Black oysters
Stimulate pale withered nights
Into red hot throbbing.
Small fishes seen
Whispering the black oysters,
Dreams and pain,
Moist with river water.
Silent in the basket,
Grand black oysters
Open the tales wet,
Unknown to the humans.
poem by Fabiyas M V

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She needn’t be afraid
She needn’t be afraid to be herself with me
I love the way she is, I hope she does agree
To be herself with me, is all I ask of her
No matter how she feels, I still think she’s so dear
Will all do crazy things, somewhere along the line
But crazy things are good, we’re human after all
She needn’t be afraid, to be herself with me
I’ll stand beside her always to catch her should she fall
poem by Bradley Lester

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Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.
quote by Abigail Van Buren

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I have a very highly developed sense of denial.
quote by Gwyneth Paltrow

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There are many great wine producers from all over the world making fantastic wines. Italian wines especially are making an enormous comeback after sometimes being labeled as inexpensive jug wines.
quote by Rocco DiSpirito

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I suppose I have a highly developed capacity for self-delusion, so it's no problem for me to believe that I'm somebody else.
quote by Daniel Day-Lewis

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I Don't Drink Liquor Anymore...
i've been drunk many times
not just with wine
but with power
for which when i am sober
the guilt is eating me
over
and so
let me be frank with you
i do not drink anymore
that hard liquor
with those highly spirited vapor
why can't we just sit and let the time drink us
we be the drinks on the vessels of our emptiness
filled by the spirits of the wines
of the moment
let these talks take us
to the surprising places of our hearts
sincere and
illuminating like the early morning sun
arriving
where we are those greenest grass
taking in more
of those chlorophyll
we shall be drunk with our poetry
and dance with the music of our sorrows
let us share all these
on our highly improved
Tu Fu.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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The Ugliest Lovesong
I sit on the toilet
and wonder
what this love is about
It doesn't strike
as a thunder
it holds me down
I often stare at the mirror
and wonder why
it keeps me stuck to sorrow
I wonder how
To be honest I want to stay
lay
and wait
day after day
To be honest I don't know when
I ll become
my own best friend
my soul asylum
my dreams'grave
he makes me numb
he makes me dumb
he makes me cut my veins
It doesn't matter if I m aware
my legs are still
they go nowhere
It doesn't matter I know it s wrong
'cause I don't know what s good for me
I sit on the toilet and wonder
what this love is about
Would life be
any kinder?
I can't get out!
I write the ugliest love
song
I ever wrote
It doesn't matter I know it s wrong
'cause I don't know what s good for me
poem by Erika Conti

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Talent is a faculty that is highly developed, but genius commands all the faculties.
quote by Francis Herbert Hedge

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I prefer my oysters fried That way I know my oysters died.
quote by Roy G. Blount, Jr.

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Simply put, you believer that things or people make you unhappy, but this is not accurate. You make yourself unhappy.
quote by Wayne Dyer

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Stomach with food
Dont full
Fill your stomach...at
Food...
Stomach is
Full fill
The food...
Only at only
With waste of
Basket...
Making
At your stomach...
Drink...
Eat...
A llways
With your stomach
Limet... limet...
Healf stomach
Is good...
Bada full food
Eating...
Mothley once
ok...
Every day
Not better for
Your body health...
Diside to eat food...
Daily...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar

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I Love You, Momma part 2
In my life, Momma, you've always been there.
Sometimes, it hits me how good I have it.
My monther loves me.
She doesn't abuse me.
She doesn't hurt me willingly.
She tries to understand me.
My mother helps me go The Way.
My mother doesn't use me,
For stupid little things,
She does them herself.
My mother has a careing heart and
A loving soul.
Does she know how I love her so?
All through growing up,
She was there when I cried,
Through the good times, and the bad.
At each graduation.
She is proud of my achievements,
And I of hers.
And though I am growing up,
I will remember at least most of
Her teachings.
Someday I'll teach my own children.
A mother's love has no bounds,
and a daughter's love is also boundless.
So thank you, Momma. I love you.
Happy Mother's Day
poem by Melanie Weeks

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I did my homework and didn't go out much, and had a very highly developed kitsch fantasy life where I dreamed of being a dancing girl.
quote by Emily Mortimer

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