There are three classes into which all the women past seventy that ever I knew were to be divided 1.That dear old soul2. That old woman3. That old witch.
quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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Two Divided By Zero
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
Lets not go home, well catch the late train
Ive got enough money to pay all the way
When the postman calls, hell deliver the letter
Ive explained everything; its better that way
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) its better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
Well catch a plane to new york, and a cab going down
Cross the bridges and tunnels, straight into town
Tomorrow morning well be miles away
On another continent and another day
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) or call it a day
(divided by, divided by) you wont be alone
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(two divided by zero, zero)
(two divided by zero, zero, zero)
(d...d...d...d...d...divided by)
(divided by, divided by)
(z...z...z...z...z...zero, zero)
(divided by)
(turn of that noise...)
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by zero, zero)
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
So why hang around for the deed to be done
You can give it all up for a place in the sun
When the postman calls well be miles away
On a plane to new york and another day
(divided by, divided by) I think they heard a rumour
(divided by, divided by) or someone tipped them off
(divided by, divided by) better to go sooner
(divided by, divided by) than call it all off
(divided by, divided by) someone spread a rumour
(divided by, divided by) and someone has to pay
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
(divided by, divided by) lets not go home
(divided by, divided by) lets run away
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys

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Not As Different!
as long as you keep
the poor working class
of men and women divided....
afraid of each other,
hating each other,
fighting each other....
divided by race and religion,
by language and other imposed barriers....
as long as you keep them divided,
then you can keep them poor.
take all they have,
take all they build,
take all their dreams....
divided.... but oh,
if they ever unite...
they'll change the world.
we're not as different
as they would like us
......to believe!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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On a Theme by Frost
Amherst never had a witch
O Coos or of Grafton
But once upon a time
There were three old women.
One wore a small beard
And carried a big umbrella.
One stood in the middle
Of the road hailing cars.
One drove an old cart
All over the town collecting junk.
They were not weird sisters,
No relation to one another.
A duly accredited witch I
Never heard Amherst ever had
But as I say there
Were these three old women.
One was prone to appear
At the door (not mine!):
"I've got my nightgown on,
I can stay all night."
One went to a party
At the president's house once
Locked herself in the bathroom
And gave herself a bath.
One had taught Latin, having
Learned it at Mount Holyoke.
Of course Amherst may have
Had witches I never knew.
poem by Robert Francis

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The world is divided into two classes, those who believe the incredible, and those who do the improbable.
quote by Oscar Wilde

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Widows are divided into two classes; the bereaved and the relieved.
quote by Victor Robinson

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Gen The Witch
The witch broods
In the middle of her self-centred, self-limiting
Tangled web of lies, half-truths and self-deception;
Ventures forth only to capture and envenom the unwary, the unknowing.
Their minds ingested by the witch,
Her progeny, indulged in baubles, chocolate and late-night television
Are ever by the maternal sac
Imbibing further indoctrination and instruction.
The witch, the witch, the witch.
poem by Mill Field

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All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are moveable, and those that move.
All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immoveable, those that are moveable, and those that move.

All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move.
quote by Benjamin Franklin

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People can be divided into two classes those who go ahead and do something, and those who sit still and inquire, 'Why wasn't it done the other way'
quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.

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You Want To Be A Real Big Witch
You want to really be a witch?
Well...
I knew some pretty wicked witches,
Who...
Made me pitch to them,
Many a fit.
And I split.
You want to be a real big witch,
Well...
I knew some pretty wicked witches,
Who...
Made me pitch to them,
Many a fit.
And I split.
You want to be the biggest at the ball of all witches,
Don't you?
You do.
Don't you.
You do.
Don't you.
You do.
And you're proving it too!
You do.
You want to be the biggest at the ball of all witches...
Don't you?
You do.
Don't you?
You want to be a real big witch,
Don't you?
You want to be the biggest at the ball of all witches.
You want to be a real big witch,
Don't you?
You want to be the biggest at the ball of all witches.
You want to be a real big witch,
Don't you?
You want to be a real big witch,
Don't you?
You want to be a real big witch,
Don't you?
You want to be a real big witch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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This Is Worse
have you been rollinsmoking cigarettes here
are you a lot like like me
cos I haven't seen anyone like you here
are you a lot like me
This is worse
Cos some people say your a witch
but I don't believe them
cos I think you alive now
stop if you say your a witch
I can't deny your a witch
I hate a witch
This is the worse one
I love you
song performed by by Idlewild

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Seventy is wormwood, Seventy is gall But its better to be seventy, Than not alive at all.
quote by Phyllis McGinley

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If you knew
If you knew how much I love you!
If you knew how much I need you!
If you knew how dear you are to me!
If you knew how much I miss you!
If you knew how many times I think of you!
If you knew how painful it is to live without you!
If you knew when I feel hell lot of jealous for you!
If you knew why so many words for you!
If you knew why so many music for you!
If you knew how much I wish your best!
poem by Asif Andalib

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Over And Undone
IF one might hope that when we say farewell
To life, we two might but be one at last!
But we look back on a divided past,
And a divided future must foretell.
Apart we sowed the seed that flowers in hell,
The seed that blooms in heaven apart we cast:
See what remembrances my heart holds fast--
Ask your own heart what deeds you deem done well!
The memory I find my heaven in
Is that one hand-touch you regret as sin;
Your goodness, dear, that stood between us two
And made my hell, may make a heaven for you;
So evermore must lie our souls between
The kiss unkissed, the infinite might-have-been!
poem by Edith Nesbit

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Birthday
(16th January 1949)
I thank whatever gods may be
For all the happiness that's mine;
That I am festive, fit and free
To savour women, wit and wine;
That I may game of golf enjoy,
And have a formidable drive:
In short, that I'm a gay old boy
Though I be
Seventy-and-five.
My daughter thinks. because I'm old
(I'm not a crock, when all is said),
I mustn't let my feet get cold,
And should wear woollen socks in bed;
A worsted night-cap too, forsooth!
To humour her I won't contrive:
A man is in his second youth
When he is
Seventy-and-five.
At four-score years old age begins,
And not till then, I warn my wife;
At eighty I'll recant my sins,
And live a staid and sober life.
But meantime let me whoop it up,
And tell the world that I'm alive:
Fill to the brim the bubbly cup -
Here's health to
Seventy-and-five!
poem by Robert William Service

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Sophia
Sophia look like a witch
A beautiful witch is she
Sophia look like a witch
Hidden form in the name of chastity
Sophia wears a crucifix
Christ hung round her neck
Sophia wears a crucifix
Crucifix effect
Sophia lies between black sheets
Between black sheets she rests
Sophia rises while the cock-a-doodle-doos' a calling
And in black robes she's dressed
Sophia look like a witch Sophia look like a witch (repeat)
Sophia rises while the cockerel's mourning
As the sun sets in the West
Sophia is a mother with a child at her breast
Sophia look like a witch Sophia look like a witch (repeat)
song performed by by X-Ray Spex

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Sophia
Sophia look like a witch
A beautiful witch is she
Sophia look like a witch
Hidden form in the name of chastity
Sophia wears a crucifix
Christ hung round her neck
Sophia wears a crucifix
Crucifix effect
Sophia lies between black sheets
Between black sheets she rests
Sophia rises while the cock-a-doodle-doos' a calling
And in black robes she's dressed
Sophia look like a witch Sophia look like a witch (repeat)
Sophia rises while the cockerel's mourning
As the sun sets in the West
Sophia is a mother with a child at her breast
Sophia look like a witch Sophia look like a witch (repeat)
song performed by by X-Ray Spex

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The World Divided
The world first is one
And then it’s divided
To explore the world
And search a better home
The world is divided
And then it united again
By the passion to conquer the world
And find forever glory
The world is united
And then it’s divided again
The rule of living is placed
And the game of power is played
The world is divided
And then it’s blurred
In the darkness of fate
And moral questioned
The world is united
And then it’s shattered
By the nature’s tragedy
And evolution selection
The world is divided
And it tries to be united again
To end meaningless war
And look for compromise peace
The world is united
And then it’s more divided
Of prejudice and pride
And the lust of money
The world is divided
And it’s waiting to be united again
By the dream of children
And the love in the heart
poem by Maria Sudibyo

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Bores can be divided into two classes; those who have their own particular subject, and those who do not need a subject.
quote by A.A. Milne

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