For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?
quote by Virginia Woolf
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Thirteen Years
Thirteen years of pencils and paper
Thirteen years of “I'll do it later”
Thirteen years of homework and classes
Thirteen years of fails and passes
Thirteen years have gone by so fast
And it's finally our year of last
Thirteen years of enemies and friends
Our memories that will never end
Thirteen years of growing up
Relying off of chance and luck
Changing our hair and our clothes
Making our decisions based off shows
Thirteen years preparing for our lives
For our future successful tries
For our almost guaranteed mistakes
And the friends we are sure to make
Thirteen years and now thirteen more
Traveling from shore to shore
Separating from our family and friends
Moving on and on again and again
Good Luck to us all, wherever we go
May we always have pride, and let it show
For our origins of HHS
Class of 2011 will always be the best!
poem by Cheylee Miller
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Im Trying
Four year old at play
Shot and killed today
Never even had a chance
Seventeen and high
Threw away his life
Has a gun to feel like hes a man
Cant have it any other way
Laying in the street
Asking for a drink
Doesnt have a place to live
Pregnant at thirteen
Still can hear the screams
Something that she never will forget
Cant have it any other way
Im trying to open my mind
So you can keep your faith
And Ill just walk away
Theres no reason for me to stay
Im trying to open my mind
Im trying to make up my mind
song performed by by Face To Face
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Women & Men
Uh, uh, uh, here we go
say women and men, what a magic combination
women and men what a magic combination
women and men what a magic combination
tada- what a magic combination
said men and men what a magic combination
said men and men what a magic combination
said women and women what a magic combination
tada- what a magic combination
said you in a shirt what a magic combination
said Spock and Captain Kirk what a magic combination
said pain and hurt what a magic combination
tada- what a magic combination
said Ike and Tina-T
yo it was tragic
Pam and Tommy Lee
yo it was tragic
Your girl and me
yeah it's maagic!
what a magic combination
said whoo i like that magic combination
said whoo what a fine combination
said whoo i liked that magic combination
tada
what a magic combination
so women and men what a magic combinationx3
tada
what a magic combination-nation-nation
song performed by by Ok Go
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Eugene Carman
Rhodes' slave! Selling shoes and gingham,
Flour and bacon, overalls, clothing, all day long
For fourteen hours a day for three hundred and thirteen days
For more than twenty years.
Saying "Yes'm" and "Yes, sir", and "Thank you"
A thousand times a day, and all for fifty dollars a month.
Living in this stinking room in the rattle-trap "Commercial."
And compelled to go to Sunday School, and to listen
To the Rev. Abner Peet one hundred and four times a year
For more than an hour at a time,
Because Thomas Rhodes ran the church
As well as the store and the bank.
So while I was tying my neck-tie that morning
I suddenly saw myself in the glass:
My hair all gray, my face like a sodden pie.
So I cursed and cursed: You damned old thing
You cowardly dog! You rotten pauper!
You Rhodes' slave! Till Roger Baughman
Thought I was having a fight with some one,
And looked through the transom just in time
To see me fall on the floor in a heap
From a broken vein in my head.
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Thirteen thousand dollars a year is not enough to raise a family. That's not enough to pay your bills and save for their future. That's barely enough to provide for even the most basic needs.
quote by Thomas Carper
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Some Peace Of Mind
You see me on the street, well you guess Im doing fine
Oh but its fantasy baby, almost all the time
Ive got to get away, by myself
Oh the way its going, soon be needing help
'cause Im just a man, doing the best I can
Dont you understand, I just want some peace of mind
You see me on the stage, doing my job
I learn to do it well, keep on singing the song
But sometimes it gets, so lonely out there
When youre on the road and youre going nowhere
Because Im just a man, oh I aint got no plans
Dont you understand, Im just trying to find some peace of mind
I have to stand in line, baby when Im in queue
I got to do it all, just the same as you
Got my doubts about it, oh but I try
Oh make it work with tears in my eyes
Because Im just a man, only trying to do the best I can
Dont you understand, I want some peace of mind
Oh Im just a man, baby I aint got no plan
Oh dont you understand, got to get some peace of mind
Oh got to get, got to get some peace of mind
Oh got to get, got to get some peace of mind
Got to get, got to get some peace of mind
Got to, got to, got to get, got to get, get some peace of mind
Got to get, got to get, get some peace of mind
Get me some, get me some, get me some, get me some peace of mind
Get me some, get me some, peace of mind
Get me some baby, get me some peace of mind.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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If the Advertising Man Had Been Gilbert
Never mind the slippery wet street--
The tire with a thousand claws will hold you.
Stop as quickly as you will--
Those thousand claws grip the road like a vise.
Turn as sharply as you will--
Those thousand claws take a steel-prong grip on the road to prevent a side skid.
You're safe--safer than anything else will make you--
Safe as you would be on a perfectly dry street.
And those thousand claws are mileage insurance too.
--From the Lancaster Tire and Rubber Company's advertisement in the Saturday Evening Post
Never mind if you find it wet upon the street and slippery;
Never bother if the street is full of ooze;
Do not fret that you'll upset, that you will spoil your summer frippery,
You may turn about as sharply as you choose.
For those myriad claws will grip the road and keep the car from skidding,
And your steering gear will hold it fast and true;
Every atom of the car will be responsive to your bidding,
AND those thousand claws are mileage insurance too--
Oh, indubitably,
Those thousand claws are mileage insurance too.
poem by Franklin P. Adams
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Thirteen Mile Goodbye
(gary burr/gerry house)
The sign said synonara in the japanese restaurant
The billboard said theres no tomorrow in the christ church parking lot
The laundry mat said, youre all washed up
How can I disagree?
And the street sign
Did everyone know but me?
She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right betweent he eyes
Dont know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye
Now this cant be paranoia
Its just coincidence
At the palace theatre on the corners playing
Gone with the wind
And theres one more grim reminder
Every twenty feet
How come I never noticed
This is a dead end street?
She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right betweent he eyes
Dont know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye
I see the y in the ymca
Ive been asking myself that all day
She put a closed sign on every door
Just to proved the point if I wasnt sure
She must have gone
To a lot of trouble
I got the truth
Right betweent he eyes
Dont know how she found the time
But between her door and mine
Was a thirteen mile goodbye
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Heart hunter
Drinking hot
Drink's time...
At the smoking
Time...
Tabacca swivingking
Time...
Angry comming
Time...
Mind streesing
Tme...
Body belly biging
Time...
Crying in your
Heart in your
Body...
You did not
Understand
The heart crying?
SO pls
Understand;
with us....
Dead produce
On the world
With three minit
One to one
The heart hunter...
With you...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Heartbreak
A two-month-old baby is thrown into the river over here,
And i have my mind on this people to think twice;
But, how can i cow this people to accept their fault?
To ball the people and to put them into their shoes,
For my eyes are like the eagle around them;
But the Golan Height is a culture to you.
I can't forget about yesterday!
And of the kissng competition that we had;
But hatred and disease of the soul is what i see around me,
And i need an ample time to understand this people.
I need to enhance my status-quo and to love you,
For meeting at 'Sir Charles' in 'Winneba' means a lot;
But the sea will never dry up because of this heartbreak.
Detriment to their kith and kin,
Like the thirteen vehicles which was invloved in an accident;
And with the thirteen strokes of death to count,
For this heartbreak is like an insult upon an injury.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Happiest Old
The happiest old
have nothing and don't mind.
The happiest young
are old before their time.
Few these.
The others are behind their years,
suffer thirteen-year-olds' fears
into their twenties,
and in their forties
have appetite
for sins of twenty.
But not the bite.
poem by Brian Taylor
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The Big Thirteen
Dear Sam, although you're still quite small,
No larger than a runner-bean,
You're sure to drive us up the wall
Now that at last you've reached thirteen.
No more for you the childish things,
The toys, and stuff you understand;
You'll wear your fancy clothes and rings,
And reach out for your boyfriend's hand.
You won't be wanting to sit in
With us, and chat about the day;
You'll fuss about your looks and skin,
And how your hair just blows away.
Just for a time you'll be the one
And only, no-one else will matter;
We'll have to think just where you've gone,
And just who's peace you're trying to shatter.
But don't forget your Mum and Dad,
The ones who worked so hard, unseen,
To bring you safely to this time,
And helped you reach the BIG THIRTEEN.
poem by John Carter Brown
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Would You Believe It?
One year ago I wished that I
A banker great might be
With a hundred million dollars
And financial majesty;
A mighty Wall Street banker
With a whopping lot of power
And an income of somewhere around
A thousand plunks per hour;
A solid Wall Street banker
With securities in sacks
And with clever men to show me
How to pay no income tax;
A wealthy Wall Street banker
Who raked in cash like hay;
I wished that just a year ago—
And I wish the same today.
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Having a thirteen-year-old in the family is like having a general-admission ticket to the movies, radio and TV. You get to understand that the glittering new arts of our civilization are directed to the teen-agers, and by their suffrage they stand or fall.
quote by Max Lerner
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13 Question Method
(chuck berry)
Now, the thirteen question method is the one to use
Listen to me!
Thirteen question method is the one to use
Im saying that the thirteen question method is the one you gotta use
If you wanna have some fun
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
Uhn!
Question number one: you wanna have fun, uh hun
Question number two: what to do ?
Lets see!
Question number three: wanna go out and eat burger with me ?
God almighty!
For the thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the question number five: dont give me no jive this morning
Question number six: dont try no tricks, this evening
Question number seven: Ill pick you up at a quarter to eleven, baby
And question number eight: its a date
Thats question number nine: where to dine, this evening ?
Question number ten: ah, can we get in ?
Question number eleven: gonna be just like heaven ?
God almighty!
Question number twelve: we get by ourselves ?
cause the thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
And she says ah...
She says...
The thirteen question method is the one to use
The thirteen question method is the one to use
Now the thirteen question method is the one gotta use if you wanna have some fun
cause the...
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Harley's been influential, but I'm not a big Harley fan.
quote by Noah Hathaway
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Slave
(carly simon/jacob brackman)
Listening for your footsteps
Just waiting like a fool
Burning with a fever
Only you can cool
The clock beside my pillow
Has ticked away the night
Like a heartbeat mocking me
Until the light
Gotta stop these thoughts about you
Gotta learn to live without you
Gotta find some freedom for this weary slave
cause Im hungry for you
And Im longing for you
And Im burning for you
I worship your opinions
I imitate your ways
I try to make you grace me
With a word of praise
However much I tell myself
That Im strong and free and brave
Im just another woman
Raised to be a slave
Slave, nothing but a slave
Mind of a slave
Body of a slave
I find I gave away the soul
That I wanted you to save
Im just another woman
Raised to be a slave
Hungry for you
And longing for you
Burning for you
And Im longing for you
Burning for you
And Im yearning for you
Longing for you
song performed by by Carly Simon
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The Temple Of Love
She is prepared now
For a journey, that surrounds all
Pítia in your frenzied dance.
she want be free but she can't!
Do you testify that?
your fiery body, silks flitted
incontrolable, involved by fumes
must tolerate, winging and whirling
Your mind, in sick mind was converted
your body in wick, body was transformed
your heart, in Loved place has became
she wants a relief but she can't
Do you understand that?
was divided in 2 peaces for two Gods
And conceal the secret of love
one part dead, other ready to serve
for vaticinations and prophecys
six senses purified by the ritual
made her choise for love, a female white slave
for him, confess secrets in whispers
She wants run way but she can't!
Do you accept that?
She's Convicted for their extreme affection!
for your God and obligations
In The Temple of Love! ! !
Do you believe that?
poem by Mirna Morgan
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I Would Be Your Slave
Walking in the snowy street
Let me understand
Drifting down a silent park
Stumbling over land
Open up your heart to me
Show me who you are
And I would be your slave
Do you sleep in quietude?
Do you walk in peace?
Do you laugh out loud at me?
No one else that is free
Open up your heart to me
Show me all you are
And I would be your slave
I dont sit around and wait
I dont give a damn
I dont see the point at all
No footprints in the sand
I bet you laugh out loud at me
A chance to strike me down
Give me peace of mind at last
Show me all you are
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
I dont sit and wait
I dont give a damn
I dont see the point at all
No footprints in the sand
I would give you all my love
Nothing else is free
Open up your heart to me
And I would be your slave
song performed by by David Bowie
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Lines Written Extempore On Mr. Harley’s Being Stabbed, And Addressed To His Physician, 1710-11
On Britain Europe's safety lies,
Britain is lost if Harley dies:
Harley depends upon your skill:
Think what you save, or what you kill.
poem by Jonathan Swift
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