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I plan on doing a lot more work on my own, and discovering and doing more.

quote by Billy Sheehan
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The Plan

The light
Stroke me
I had
Greatest idea

I gather
My gang
The plan
Was going
To work

The gang
Came for
The plan
It will work

The gang
Prepared everything
For the plan

The plan work
The guy of my dream
Came to ask me
To be his girlfriend

poem by Stephanie Pardo
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Everything Is Going To Be Like My Plan

Duty must be fulfilled
But everything is going to be like my plan
People could lie to me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Pray may be often
But everything is going to be like my plan
Time flies uncontrolled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Destiny may not be cooperated
But everything is going to be like my plan
Other plan may ruin mine
But everything is going to be like my plan
Body is reaching the limit
But everything is going to be like my plan
The will should be strengthened
But everything is going to be like my plan
The anxiety may be doubled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Critics never disappear
But everything is going to be like my plan
Life is unfair
But everything is going to be like my plan
The way seems lost
But everything is going to be like my plan
Regret is gnawing my sense
But everything is going to be like my plan
The goal still far away
But everything is going to be like my plan
The future end may unseen
But everything is going to be like my plan
Source may not be enough
But everything is going to be like my plan
Things always change
But everything is going to be like my plan
Problem keeps occurring
But everything is going to be like my plan
World would laugh
But everything is going to be like my plan
Failure keeps happening
But everything is going to be like my plan
Memories may not help
But everything is going to be like my plan
Luck may test me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Love may not support me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Weather wants to rebel
But everything is going to be like my plan
The form may be different
But everything is going to be like my plan
Hope could fool me
But everything is going to be like my plan

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Great Expectations

(eric carmen)
Seems everyday
Im gettin harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin the hours
Just slippin away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream thats goin astray
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
And just when I think
That things are goin right
I get a call from l.a.
Sorry to say were changin your song
I try to reason
But I cant get through
Theyre gonna do it their way
What can I say
Theyve never been wrong
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand
Life is just a game of chance
I think somebody said so
Sometimes you get a hula hoop
Sometimes you get an edsel
Oh, all those great expectations
Seems they never work out, never work out
The way that I plan
All those great expectations
Why they never work out, never work out
I cant understand

song performed by by Eric Carmen
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If you go to work on your goals, your goals will go to work on you. If you go to work on your plan, your plan will go to work on you. Whatever good things we build end up building us.

quote by Jim Rohn
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The essence of living is discovering. Indeed, it is the joy of discovering that makes life worth the effort.

quote by Vijay Krishna
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Plan your work for today and every day, then work your plan.

quote by Margaret Thatcher
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Finding the right work is like discovering your own soul in the world.

quote by Thomas Moore
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God Must Be A Boogie Man

Words and music by joni mitchell
He is three
Ones in the middle unmoved
Waiting
To show what he sees
To the other two
To the one attacking--so afraid
And the one that keeps trying to love and trust
And getting himself betrayed
In the plan--oh
The divine plan
God must be a boogie man!
Ones so sweet
So overly loving and gentle
He lets people in
To his innermost sacred temple
Blind faith to care
Blind rage to kill
Whyd he let them talk him down
To cheap work and cheap thrills
In the plan--oh
The insulting plan
God must be a boogie man!
Which would it be
Mingus one or two or three
Which one do you think hed want the world to see
Well, world opinions not a lot of help
When a mans only trying to find out
How to feel about himself!
In the plan-oh
The cock-eyed plan
God must be a boogie man!

song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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The God Song

Catch the beat out-o-on the street (oh no-no!)
Another visionary slick solution
Strap on a gun, start a revolution
Another brilliant master plan
In from the street, mouth sat in a seat (no-no!)
He point the finger at the whole world out there
Beat the drum - for mr accusation
The hypocritical superman
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call l-o-v-e
Catch the beat out-o-on the street (oh no-no!)
I hear political resolutions
Cast the vote - launch another scape goat
Into the bosom of the promised land
Stand and fight, kill for what is right (oh no-no!)
Justify another execution
Try me on build another big one
And we can celebrate the final plan
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call l-o-v-e
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan yea
He call l-o-v-e

song performed by by Underworld
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Thrash

Catch the beat out-o-on the street (Oh no-no!)
Another visionary slick solution
Strap on a gun, start a revolution
Another brilliant master plan
In from the street, mouth sat in a seat (No-no!)
He point the finger at the whole world out there
Beat the drum - for Mr Accusation
The hypocritical superman
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call L-O-V-E
Catch the beat out-o-on the street (Oh no-no!)
I hear political resolutions
Cast the vote - launch another scape goat
Into the bosom of the promised land
Stand and fight, kill for what is right (Oh no-no!)
Justify another execution
Try me on build another big one
And we can celebrate the final plan
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call L-O-V-E
Sing hallelujah o-e-o
Sing hallelujah yea-yea-yea-yea
The man got a plan, got a plan, got a plan yea
He call love
The man got a plan, got a plan yea
He call L-O-V-E

song performed by by Underworld
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Four Letter 'Work' Song

Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.

Buddy Bee Anthony

poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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Plan 'B

I never thought I'd react in this way for a guy that doesn't belong to me
If things didn't work out between us..he could have been my Plan 'B'
But this is no more...the day he befriended 'her'
My Plan 'B no longer exist
Didn't get the chance to tell 'A' that I quit
I blew it! ! !
I opted for the 20(20%) and left the 80(80%)
80 was good to me.. i blew it
I left him for 20
Now I have nothing my hands are empty
It took me a while to figure it out, ,
With 80 there was nothing there for me..
And I was cool with that, , , but not until lately
80 was always eager to befrend me
Hmmm.. what a friend I am, , he never neglected me
But I'm not so sure am I overpraising him?
Am I underestimating him? ...
Maybe 80 was just a mere 20
Why did he had to befrend her...
She did it before ignored my scacred ground and ifiltrated my 20
Why did they have to meet? ? , , ,
First Plan 'A' now 'B'
Why everything feels so screwed up
Her and I had our many encounters
From 'small talk' to hurtful pictures
I just can't go through that again not with another(guy)
Dammit B why did you have to befriend her? ?
I just can't deal wit her yet another time...
Even if Plan 'A' fails 'B' could never be mine.
...I never had a Plan 'B'

poem by Anita Khelawan
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The Work Resistant Man

The knockers pigeon hole him as the work resistant man
And they say he has never worked and that work not in his future plan
And that he's one of those people who is softened from welfare
Just one of the bone lazy his type are everywhere.

But Mrs Blake the old age pensioner with them would not agree
He built her garden fence for her and his services were free
She could not afford to pay him but he said that is okay
And she will tell you men like him are very rare today.

On old John the octogenarian the years now taking toll
He cannot afford to pay for to mow his grass due to circumstances beyond his control
But the so called work resistant man he works for him for free
And John will tell you that there is no greater man than he.

He works for poor aged people who struggle to get by
And he never asks for money he is that sort of a guy
And though to work for wealthy factory boss not in his future plan
He is not what you would call a work resistant man.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Discovering

Now you say you belong to me
Do you ever take the time to ask me
If I want to be more involved in your life
Its so sad
You dont realise
What I can do for you
Its so sad
You wont spend more time alone with me
When you could be discovering my love
Cant you see just how much youre hurting me
When you say one thing and then do another
I forgive you
But still you take me for granted
Its so sad
You dont realise
What I can do for you
Its so sad
You wont spend more time alone with me
When you could be discovering my love
You know there are times
When nothing else takes my place
And those times
Mean more to you than anything else
But still you need more of me
And I need more of you - give me more of you
Its so sad
You dont realise
What I can do for you
Its so sad
You wont spend more time alone with me
When you could be discovering my love

song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Why Phone Number Non Active?

phone hardly ever active is fast work plan
check rarely every few days is wingspan plan
workers won't be found if not found on line

poem by Terence George Craddock
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If You Need Advice

What is a goal?

How can we have something to which we do not even know the true definition?

Aspiration cannot be much without inspiraton

And inspiration cannot be done without another's persperation

What do we want to do and for whom do we want to do it?

Ourselves? Gays? Blacks? Women? Men? Children? God?

We want to be an inspiration

We want someone or something to look up to us and say:

'I want to be like you and make a true difference.'

It is not envy, nor jealousy, nor pity on another hand

It's work. Everything is work

There is fun work, dull work, but most importantly, hard work

Hard work is the house of our goal

Fun work is the decor

Dull work is the furniture

All is necesary to achieve complete happiness

Without decor, all we have is a house, not a home

Without furniture, we have nothing with which to have fun

Goals require more than just acquiring a plan

poem by Rebecca Roberts
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A Place to Work

Harmony to work is what we seek,
Let everyone choose for them to think.
In a quiet place to be alone.
For a peace in mind as we go on.

Concentrate to work and reach the goal,
As we plan in satisfying our soul,
To everyday living to survive,
A place to work is in our side.

poem by Ma.Emmariz Valmorida
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Payment

A tortuous path of neurons arced a call: ‘Awake! ’
I did; in rising, peering, stretching, bearing,
Pained anticipation saw it all:
Foretold, another filthy day.

I drew the drape: diluvian lay the ground
Beneath a lazy leaden cloud – apissing out
The puddles; irksome on the roof –
The drumming drops of bitter glee
Were hounding out a hapless me –
Reinforcing doubt that I am sound.

I left the house
to go to work
to earn a crust
without a perk
then on to bust
another straining vessel.

Trudging on thro’ mud and clay, I pondered:
‘Why a drought of happy times?
Auspicious climes were
Old and fusty books
Atop a dusty shelf
Inside a morgue-of-a-room,
Somewhere in a long-forgotten library
Down a lane without a way.’

I thought again: ‘And still I pay.’

O how I
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:

Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.

Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’

Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.

But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!

So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.