I never was good at learning things. I did just enough work to pass. In my opinion it would have been wrong to do more than was just sufficient, so I worked as little as possible.
quote by Manfred von Richthofen
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Workout Plan
Some girls are all about
wishing things would've worked out
or wondering why
things didn't work out
don't work out
won't work out
or if only this
or that
then things would've worked out.
It's as if instead of working things out
and things working out
all they really wanted was a good workout
I guess just let them
work themselves out
cause I just want things to work out
if that's cool
poem by Brandon Adamson
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Work To Do!
i came from a generation
that worked.... was born to
work, daylight to dawn,
for everything we had.
we grew our own food, we
cut firewood, we worked
with our hands.
we were taught to work...
we built houses, bridges,
paved roads... worked on
farms, worked in sawmills,
worked in factories...
whatever it took for food
and shelter...
and if a neighbor got hurt,
or sick, and couldnt work...
we helped him and his family
till he could.
those of us left who can work
are still working, a lot of us are
out of work, and cant find work!
and so the world has changed...
it seems like a lot of people
spend more time avoiding work
than working... a lot of people
look for the easy way out...are
dependent on society...
still a lot of good and willing people
just need help.
they call this progress...based
on technology, and looking out for
number one. seperated, almost islands...
greed has taken the place of the bent back!
so when it all falls apart, and that will
be soon, what happens? who knows how
to survive? who has the backbone?
things to think about, and yes...
work to do!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A lot of what I've been learning in the last two years is due to therapy - about my sexuality, why things go wrong, why relationships haven't worked. It isn't anything to do with anybody else; it's to do with me.
quote by Boy George
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Chatting Today
I worked for the union and on my very first communion, you know,
It never ever, ever, ever worked out right
So I spent the night sleepin on the railway
I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It never, it could never work out right
So I said so long, amigo. good night and slept on the railway
The railway, theres no better way, ooh the railway
And its nice to talk to you today
I worked for the miller, a very, very nice type of fell-a {fellow}
But I could see that it was never gonna work out right
So I split and spent the night sleeping on the railway
I worked in the subway arc, oh yeah, yeah
You know it never, no no never, no never no, ever no, worked out right
So I said so long and spent the night on the railway
The railway, give me a bottle of whiskey, ooh the railway
Ooh, theres nothin like the railway
And Id like to thank someone for mascara and good things that I done
And for the time ya spent and the friendship begun
And most of all starry nights on the railway
Ooh, I dont know no better way
Than just, ooh, lyin back an drifting away
I can hear it, I can hear it
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Chatting Today
I worked for the union and on my very first communion, you know,
It never ever, ever, ever worked out right
So I spent the night sleepin on the railway
I worked for the foundry and man my mind it nearly drowned
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
It never, it could never work out right
So I said so long, amigo. good night and slept on the railway
The railway, theres no better way, ooh the railway
And its nice to talk to you today
I worked for the miller, a very, very nice type of fell-a {fellow}
But I could see that it was never gonna work out right
So I split and spent the night sleeping on the railway
I worked in the subway arc, oh yeah, yeah
You know it never, no no never, no never no, ever no, worked out right
So I said so long and spent the night on the railway
The railway, give me a bottle of whiskey, ooh the railway
Ooh, theres nothin like the railway
And Id like to thank someone for mascara and good things that I done
And for the time ya spent and the friendship begun
And most of all starry nights on the railway
Ooh, I dont know no better way
Than just, ooh, lyin back an drifting away
I can hear it, I can hear it
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Lies are sufficient to breed opinion, and opinion brings on substance.
quote by Francis Bacon
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On A Seven-Day Diary
Oh I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and talked and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and watched a show and slept.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate steak and went to sleep.
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
and ate and fucked and went to sleep.
Then it was Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!
Love must be the reason for the week!
We went shopping! I saw clouds!
The children explained everything!
I could talk about the main thing!
What did I drink on Saturday night
that lost the first, best half of Sunday?
The last half wasn't worth this 'word.'
Then I got up and went to work
and worked and came back home
from work and ate and went to sleep,
refreshed but tired by the weekend.
poem by Alan Dugan
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All Things Must Pass
Sunrise doesnt last all morning
A cloudburst doesnt last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
Sunset doesnt last all evening
A mind can blow those clouds away
After all this, my love is up and must be leaving
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
None of lifes strings can last
So, I must be on my way
And face another day
Now the darkness only stays the night-time
In the morning it will fade away
Daylight is good at arriving at the right time
Its not always going to be this grey
All things must pass
All things must pass away
All things must pass
All things must pass away
song performed by by George Harrison
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An Amateur Penner Is All I Can Be
An amateur penner is all I can be and my worth as a rhymer I doubt
But when you tell me there's music in blank verse I wonder what you are on about
I've always thought music has rhythm and rhyme and is married to rhyming song
But of literature and music I am not a judge and maybe I do have it wrong
The music in good rhyming poetry one sense at least that's how it does seem to me
But I'm leaving room for an argument here and some with me may not agree
But that's my opinion make of it what you may we all look at things differently
If we all looked at life in the very same way how dull and boring we would be
Some will tell you a songwriter is not a poet their opinion on that is different to mine
Like some are very happy to welcome the rain and some want the day warm and fine
You tell me that there is music in blank verse though I cannot see it that way
But your opinion on the matter is as good as mine and with me that is quite okay
Oh give me a song that is built of good rhyme that to music is easy to sing
With such I am happy for to sing along and I find it such a joyful thing.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Good and Bad
Good are the things
That are proved to be helpful
Bad are the things
That are proved to be harmful
God knows best
What is good for us
And what is bad for us!
That’s why
We should listen to God.
In the eyes of God:
Good work is ten times better
Than bad work
Good work is like gold
And bad work is like cotton
Bad is an inseparable part of God
Just like good is!
God’s body is the Best
And Satan is the worst.
The closer we are to the Best
The luckier we are
The stronger we are
The better we are to the rest.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Ch 01 Manner of Kings Story 31
The veziers of Nushirvan happened to discuss an important affair of state, each giving his opinion according to his knowledge. The king likewise gave his opinion and Barzachumihr concurred with it. Afterwards the veziers secretly asked him: "What superiority hast thou discovered in the opinion of the king above so many other reflections of wise men?" The philosopher replied: "Since the termination of the affair is unknown and it depends upon the will of God whether the opinion of the others will turn out right or wrong, it was better to agree with the opinion of the king so that, if it should turn out to have been wrong, we may, on account of having followed it, remain free from blame."
To proffer an opinion contrary to the king’s
Means to wash the hands in one’s own blood.
Should he in plain day say it is night,
It is meet to shout: "Lo, the moon and the pleiads!"
There is not to be found, in all history, any miracle attested by a sufficient number of men, of such unquestioned good sense, education and learning, as to secure us against all delusion in themselves.
quote by David Hume
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Work
WHEN I am busying about,
Sewing on buttons, tapes, and strings,
Hanging the week's wet washing out
Or ironing the children's things,
Sweeping and dusting, cleaning grates,
Scrubbing the dresser or the floors,
Washing the greasy dinner plates,
Scouring the brasses on the doors--
I wonder what it's all about,
And when did people first begin
To keep the dirt and wornness out
And keep the wholesome comfort in:
How long it is since women bore
This round of wash and make and mend,
And what God makes us do it for
And whether it will ever end!
When God began to do His work
He made a new thing every day--
Even now He is not one to shirk,
But makes things, always some new way
He made the earth, and sky, and sun,
The creatures of the sea and wood,
And when his first week's work was done
He saw that it was very good.
But He--for all He worked so fast
To finish air, and wave, and shore,
Knew that this work of His would last
For ever and for evermore.
On Saturday night He was content,
He knew that Monday would not bring
Need for another firmament,
Another set of everything.
But though my work is easier far
Than making sky and sea and sun,
It's harder than God's labours are,
Because my work is never done.
I sweep and churn, save and contrive,
I bake and brew, I don't complain,
But every Monday morning I've
Last Monday's work to do again.
I'm good at work--I work away;
Always the same my work must go;
The flowers grow different every day,
That's why I like to see them grow.
If, up in Heaven, God understood
He'd let me for my Paradise
Make all things new and very good
And never make the same thing twice!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Instead of giving money to found colleges to promote learning, why don't they pass a constitutional amendment prohibiting anybody from learning anything? If it works as good as the Prohibition one did, why, in five years we would have the smartest race of people on earth.
quote by Will Rogers
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Learning
I'm learning to say thank you.
And I'm learning to say please.
And I'm learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I'm learning not to dribble.
And I'm learning not to slurp.
And I'm learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I'm learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I'm learning that it's much
Much easier to be a slob.
poem by Judith Viorst
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Lovingly Do The Work
Work is
Life...
Life is work...
Any work is not
Wrong...
Without work is
Worng...
Human every budy works
Wny way too work...s
Work is making you...
Work is given good life
For you...and your's...
So...
Understand too work
Earn money too work...
Live life with your work...
Love too work...
Learn to do the work...
Lovingely do the work...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Doubt
At first,
I wonder if I will be okay....
I let him work,
yes, I play.
He does the right things,
says the right lines,
digs deep.....
my soul he finds.
Too good at learning who I am,
I make sure...
that can't be the plan.
My defense is down,
I've let him in,
I think he's all about the win.
just the right touch,
I'm thinking this is all way too much.
I have to doubt,
he is too hard to figure out!
No one can ever have me this way,
I have to say good bye.....
maybe at the end of today?
Work hard
It is never according to their wishes
You got to work hard and finish
Who are they to judge your ambition?
It is your wish only and ruled out of question
Love what you like to do
Whether it is wrong or true
Time may teach you the lesson
It should not be worry of any person
We take care of others not at our cost
This aspect is essential and most
They are not our masters to shape destiny
It should never be concern of many
But all good things are said and not done
Their opinion and advices are by gone
If you are flexible and shaky in mind
You will be termed as unreasonable and blind
Nothing matters except your own decision
You must take it to the best possible with precision
You can have little insight from friends
But ultimately it will be your judgment at the end
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Bidding farewell
I couldn’t stop my tears,
Cheeks swollen and wet wears,
Stared at the pale face,
Dumb founded as if lost the race?
We had good week end,
Happy time pass and signals send,
Nothing went wrong previous night,
Good happy day without any fight,
She always stood for things right,
Worked so hard even without light,
Offered no resistance but simple fight,
Managed well when situation was tight,
She asked for nothing extra,
Never discussed or hold views contra,
Believed in adherence and total submission,
Forgave slight errors and offered straight admission,
Such noble soul is no more and gone,
What I had in mind and exactly done?
Could do nothing special or any more,
She was there without hesitation to adore,
In friction of seconds she became past,
Happy moments and joy did not long last,
I looked at the sky and prayed God,
Asked for mercy and shook the head in nod,
Her lovely association will keep us alive,
Her words may keep us strong and survive,
We will not die her spirit and revive,
Not for our sake but for her work we live,
She will be taken to last abode,
On funeral pyre she will be rode,
No one can read her face without code,
A code of love, journey on different mode,
Neither will I shed tears and cry,
Nor ask a question as to why?
May be HE decided her destiny?
I had no reason to rise and go for mutiny.
It is glorious path and we have to travel,
Excel in life and do work marvel,
Everything to leave and nothing along,
Whether done with means right or wrong,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Do not wait for winter
Do not wait for winter to set
It won't be good in any sense that I bet
Time cycle may change
Bring new message with an age
It is nice to feel good company
It may be dreamed by many
There should be willingness to accompany
Only pure feelings should matter and not the money
Seek a company of noble friend
That may take you to logical end’
One must know what he is trying?
The purpose behind it for not crying
It is not only a dream
But a work with very good team
That may help to lat it long
Even if something goes really wrong
She may realize its essence and sense
There is no scope for any nonsense
There is everything to gain
One must long for it and train
It is natural to seek alliance
It helps to increase reliance
It is trust building exercise
One should not act fool but always wise
It is not the winter alone that reminds of a love
You feel loneliness when you think above
You are not within the control of your thoughts
So many things go on and eventually fought
If proper response is received in anticipation
There will surely be future participation
It will pave way for strengthening the relation
There will be sufficient reason for elation
I will not waste the moment for fear of autumn
Even though there is lot of urge to burn
That is pledge I take and swear as solemn
No one has right to criticize or condemn
What really I search in strong bond?
Will it stay permanent or rebound?
I am not sure for its outcome
If any may always be welcome
I also fear for bad consequences
I shall try to draw right inference
Even if something goes wrong
I shall be the one to share it among
You always give me solace
I know your love for hut instead of palace
Still that causes me great concern
I shall always prefer and look towards you in turn
I wish and pray for it to happen
I am prepared for it even
It is left to good luck and fate
It will be realized before too late
You have proved to be a great asset and strength
We have worked on same wave length
It was not a dominance or view clash
The time has come now to realize and cash
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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