We are no more free agents than the queen of clubs when she victoriously takes prisoner the knave of hearts.
quote by Mary Wortley Montagu
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The Knave of Hearts
The Queen of Hearts she made some tarts all on a summer's day;
The Knave of Hearts he stole the tarts and took them clean away.
The King of Hearts called for the tarts and beat the Knave full sore
The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts and
vowed he'd steal no more.
poem by Anonymous Olde English
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Playing with cards
The Joker was wild,
uninhibited and out of control.
He hit the deck, out did the Queen of Hearts
and all her tribe
confusing her husband the King
and kicked the Ace into touch.
The King of Spades saw him coming,
rounded up the troops, the Jack and
all the men from 2 to 10,
leaving the Ace until last
in case of something.
The Joker just smiled,
hitched up with the Queen of Clubs,
went along for the ride
to find the Diamonds and then,
threw all the cards on the table,
leading the whole pack awry
until the last man was trumped.
poem by Ruth Walters
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The Prisoner
A misfit who is old before his time
Poverty has turned him to crime
Boredom gives him too much time to think
He pours another drink.
(chorus)
A burning, bitter taste of irony
A prisoner in the land of the free.
He wonders why his landscape looks so strange
Burger bars are home on the range
An empty bottle falling from his hand
He does'nt understand.
(chorus)
A burning, bitter taste of irony
A prisoner in the land of the free.
A cork unlocks the door to other lands
Of battles won and destinies in hand
A half-remembered state of liquid dreams
Where things aren't what they seem.
(chorus)
A burning, bitter taste of irony
A prisoner in the land of the free.
A naked savage dressed in shirt and jeans
A burning, bitter taste of irony
A prisoner in the land of the free.
(chorus)
A burning, bitter taste of irony
A prisoner in the land of the free.
song performed by by Ub40
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Prisoner
Time has come to say goodbye
To the broken memories
Theyre locked inside like prisoners
In a place that no-one sees
Stayed up late with a friend of mine
Southern comfort till dawn
We talked about the pains of love
Shouldve known from
The start you were wrong
Im just a prisoner
Dont wanna lock myself away
Prisoner - I get so lonely, lonely
Im a prisoner
Just when do you think love will stay
It walks right out on you - out on you
Tired blood runs through my veins
But I cant get no sleep
You lock my heart
In these prison walls
This place Ive got to leave
Im a prisoner
Dont wanna lock myself away
Prisoner - I get so lonely, lonely
Im a prisoner
Just when do you think love will stay
It walks right out on you - out on you
The sky is grey, its raining
Like the storm in my heart
There aint no use explaining
cause Im leaving, leaving
Wont somebody set me free
Take me away from this misery
I get so lonely
I get so lonely, lonely, lonely
Wont somebody set me free
Please, please, set me free
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Queen Of Hearts
The queen of hearts
has made the scene
so lovely, and
serene
an air of mystery
came to play
her royalty leads
the way
in purple and gold
attire
such a picture to
admire
when the queen of
hearts
enters the room
everyone begins to
swoon.
Like alice in
wonderland
on a stary night
the queen of
hearts
a true delight
poem by Heather Burns
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An artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success, etc.
quote by Henri Matisse
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Prisoner Of Love
Ive gotta run away from you
If I wanna save myself
And theres nothing I can do
To break your magic spell
You are evil and you show it
With your eyes
Oh, and the way your body moves
Just keeps me hipnotized
cos Im a prisoner of love
Someone rescue me
Release me from this state of mind
I was born to be free
Just a prisoner of love
Come on let me be cos if loving you is my crime
Go on and close the door on me
Oh, Ive been convicted for the crime
I have been done
But if losing you is my sentence
Id rather lose my life
Can someone help me
Help me keep my sanity
cos I love this evil force
Thats taking over me
cos Im a prisoner of love
Someone rescue me
Release me from this state of mind
I was born to be free
Just a prisoner of love
Come on let me be
cos if loving you is my crime
Go on and close the door on me
cos Im a prisoner of love
Someone rescue me
Release me from this state of mind
I was born to be free
Just a prisoner of love
Come on let me be
cos if loving you is my crime
Go on and close the door on me
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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A man who takes away another man's freedom is a prisoner of hatred, he is locked behind the bars of prejudice and narrow-mindedness. I am not truly free if I am taking away someone else's freedom, just as surely as I am not free when my freedom is taken from me. The oppressed and the oppressor alike are robbed of their humanity.
quote by Nelson Mandela
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To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you.
quote by Lewis B. Smedes
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The Queen Of Hearts
How comes it, Flora, that, whenever we
Play cards together, you invariably,
However the pack parts,
Still hold the Queen of Hearts?
I've scanned you with a scrutinizing gaze,
Resolved to fathom these your secret ways:
But, sift them as I will,
Your ways are secret still.
I cut and shuffle; shuffle, cut, again;
But all my cutting, shuffling, proves in vain:
Vain hope, vain forethought too;
The Queen still falls to you.
I dropped her once, prepense; but, ere the deal
Was dealt, your instinct seemed her loss to feel:
'There should be one card more,'
You said, and searched the floor.
I cheated once; I made a private notch
In Heart-Queen's back, and kept a lynx-eyed watch;
Yet such another back
Deceived me in the pack:
The Queen of Clubs assumed by arts unknown
An imitative dint that seemed my own;
This notch, not of my doing,
Misled me to my ruin.
It baffles me to puzzle out the clue,
Which must be skill, or craft, or luck in you:
Unless, indeed, it be
Natural affinity.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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I Am Free
Once I was a prisoner
Lost inside myself
With the world surrounding me
Wandering through the misery
But now I am free
You gave me a breath of life
Unclouded my eyes
With a sweet serenity
Lighting a ray of hope for me
And now I am free
Free to live
Free to laugh
Free to soar
Free to shine
Free to give
Free to love
Free enough to fly
Once I was all so alone
Unsteady and cold
But your love rained down upon me
Washing away uncertainty
But now
I am free
song performed by by Mariah Carey from Daydream
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Mexican Divorce
(burt bacharach/bob hilliard)
Its a sin for you to get a mexican divorce
Down below el paso lies juarez
Mexico is different, like a travel folder says
Cross the rio grande and you will find
An old adobe house
Where you leave your past behind
One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
Takes no time, for you to get
A mexican divorce
As I came into this lonely house last night
I looked at all my windows but I couldnt find one light
I found you on that road to mexico
And now, my love, I beg
Please, oh, please, dont go
One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
Its a sin for you to get a mexican divorce
Finding love takes so long
Walking out must be wrong
Its a sin for you to get a mexican divorce
One day married, next day free
Broken hearts for you and me
Its a sin for you to get a mexican divorce
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Suicide note
I'm sorry but I have to go now.
I refuse to live a life of bollocks.
I aint gonna live in pain.
Bollocks to those who think I should live.
I was born to be used.
I was born to be a tourtured soul.
I was born to be abused and attacked.
I was born for others pleasure.
I didn't dare to speak.
Only told three times.
Didn't ever dare to grass.
They said they get me otherwise.
Pressure has built over the years.
Eating away at me.
Not letting me be free.
Not giving me an escape route.
Always locking me in a prison.
I was a prisoner of my shadow.
I was a prisoner of many things.
But now I've escaped from life.
I'm no longer a prisoner of life.
I'm at some sort of peace.
Bastards used me for thier twisted ways.
They cant do it now though.
Now I'm dead and cold in my grave.
Still not understanding why.
Why people can be so cruel.
None of that matters now though Im gone.
Im free.
Free from my pain.
And free from life
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking knave, a whoreson, glass-gazing, super-serviceable finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a bawd, in way of good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch: one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest the least syllable of thy addition.
Earl of Kent in The Tragedy of King Lear
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Nothing more completely baffles one who is full of trick and duplicity than straigthforward and simple integrity in another. A knave would rather quarrel with a brother knave than with a fool, but he would rather avoid a quarrel with one honest man than with both. He can combat a fool by management and address, and he can conquer a knave by temptations. But the honest man is neither to be bamboozled nor bribed.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Prisoner Number 1416111981
I am a prisoner and my Cell Number is 1416111981,
I am a prisoner of love and i am now trappedon this river of love;
But, trying to escape from this prison on two occassions failled.
I am a prisoner and my Cell Number is 1416111981,
So do visit me at this river of love;
There you will see the red gate which trapped me on two occassions.
This prison had been my home for many years and,
This love is around my neck like the love of an apple;
But, one day i will be free at last.
Come to Cell Number 1416111981 to hear my story,
For this river of love was all that took me there.
I am Prisoner Number 1416111981,
And two attempts to escape from this prison had failled me;
But one day i will be free at last after serving my terms.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Joker and the Queen of Hearts
The Queen of Hearts is dead and gone
By her hand she was slain
The Prince stands like a statue
Quietly crying in the rain
Work calls to the ruler
Like the lyres to the bards
As the King takes on the task
Of informing the other cards
Two looks on in horror
Of the bloodshed that was wrought
Three sreams out to heaven
'Everything's for naught'
Four sits in a corner
And sadly hangs his head
Five now wishes with all his heart
That he was also dead
Six can barely hang on
He will really miss the Queen
Seven sees her spirit
As he can see more than is seen
Eight runs to the forest
And cries beneath a tree
Nine stares out forlornly
But he knows the Queen is free
Ten retreats to darkness
And will not show his face
That leaves one last card...
The little lonely Ace
Ace will know the story
He will search and seek and find
Nothing will deter him
Or ever change his mind
The story that he found out
It can be told like this
It involves a handsome lover
And our stunning Queen of bliss
There was a man of high degree
Funny, smart, and quite a looker
And though it was degrading
His mother named him Joker
The Queen, though she was married,
Fell into his arms
The Joker was a mischievous man
And only planned her harms
The Queen had truly loved him
And she would not let go
The Joker tore her heart to bits
And all the rest you know
She ended her life in her depression
To end her throbbing pain
And as I have said before
Prince Jack stands in the rain
The cards all stand in silence
As she descends into the ground
And her lover and her killer
Is locked up, chained and bound
But these are not your average chains
He's bound by things above
Cause now he knows with all his heart
He's killed his one true love
The Joker did not think
He could love someone
He broke the hearts of many
And thought it all good fun
But this time it was differnt
Maybe he changed with age
Because now that his Queen is gone
He's locked up in this cage
He wishes he could turn back time
Repeat and start again
But Nature will not have it
It's not part of the plan
And so the Joker takes his life
To join his missing Heart
And now that they're together
They shall never part
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Clubs For Lonely People
Wouldn't it be enough
To have magic golf clubs
For lonely people
That would get them friends ample
Whenever they went to play
Using those golf clubs any given day?
I am free to dream
Of a simple magical scheme
To solve a hard to fathom,
Serious problem.
poem by Lonely People Champion
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A New National Anthem
I.
God prosper, speed,and save,
God raise from England’s grave
Her murdered Queen!
Pave with swift victory
The steps of Liberty,
Whom Britons own to be
Immortal Queen.
II.
See, she comes throned on high,
On swift Eternity!
God save the Queen!
Millions on millions wait,
Firm, rapid, and elate,
On her majestic state!
God save the Queen!
III.
She is Thine own pure soul
Moulding the mighty whole,--
God save the Queen!
She is Thine own deep love
Rained down from Heaven above,--
Wherever she rest or move,
God save our Queen!
IV.
‘Wilder her enemies
In their own dark disguise,--
God save our Queen!
All earthly things that dare
Her sacred name to bear,
Strip them, as kings are, bare;
God save the Queen!
V.
Be her eternal throne
Built in our hearts alone--
God save the Queen!
Let the oppressor hold
Canopied seats of gold;
She sits enthroned of old
O’er our hearts Queen.
VI.
Lips touched by seraphim
Breathe out the choral hymn
‘God save the Queen!’
Sweet as if angels sang,
Loud as that trumpet’s clang
Wakening the world’s dead gang,--
God save the Queen!
poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Sad Lover
Alright
Yeah
Whoa
If you want love
Dont come to me
Ill be the last to give you sympathy
Ive got my ways
Under the covers
Ill be the last to be your back door lover
Dont you cry now
Not around me
Baby I dont need that kinda company
Sad lover
Queen of hearts misery
Sad lover
You just aint what I need
You got your ways
And Ive got mine
I tell the truth
But youre out there lyin
Face it girl
White aint black
This time its over
Dont come back
*? something? * as the years go by
Dont be a ghost when you finally die.
Sad lover
Queen of hearts misery
Sad lover
You just aint what I need
*guitar solo*
Sad lover
Queen of hearts misery
Sad lover
You just aint what I need
Sad lover
Queen of hearts misery
Sad lover
You just aint what I need
song performed by by Pantera
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