There's lots of charity stuff that I can do. There are actually a million things to do here, but it would be very hard for me to stop going overseas, because I've been doing that for longer than I've been playing in the WNBA.
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Twenty Million Things
If it's fix a fence, find the dance
I got lots of experience
Read got sped and all the letters
Never written but don't get said
Comes from confusion
All the things I left undone
It comes from moment to moment,
Day to day, time seems to slip away
But I got twenty million things to do
Twenty million things
All I can think about is you
Well, twenty million things,
Twenty million things to do
I got mysterious,
Mysterious hanging in the air
Rocking-chair hast post to fix
Well it came undid and all the things
That I let slip I found out quick
It comes from moment to moment
Day to day and time seems to slip away
But I got twenty million things to do
Twenty million things
All I can think about is you
And twenty million, twenty million things to do
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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I'm very excited to be chosen by Portland. It's definitely a dream come true to be playing in the WNBA.
quote by Jackie Stiles
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You Cant Stop The Music
And so norman decides to stop living
Out his fantasy of being a rock star and
Accept reality. this is the end for
Norman but not for us because there
Will always be someone ready to take
His place -- after all, euerybodys a
Star!
You cant stop the music
Lets all raise a glass
To the rock stars of the past,
Those that made it,
Those that faded,
Those that never even made the grade,
Those that we thought would never last.
Singers come and go,
And stars fade away.
They vanish in the haze
And theyre never seen again,
But the music just keeps playing on.
They cant stop the music,
They cant stop the music,
They cant stop the music playing on.
Ive been half a million places,
Ive seen half a million people who stare,
Ive been a star and down and out,
Ive been put on, sat on, punched and spat on,
Theyve called me a faggot, a spiv and a fake,
They can knock me down and tread on my face,
They cant stop the music playing on.
Lets all raise a glass
To the rock stars of the past,
Those that made it,
Those that faded,
Those that never even made the grade,
Those that we thought would never last.
Singers come and go,
And stars fade away.
They vanish in the haze
And theyre never seen again,
But they cant stop the music playing on.
song performed by by Kinks
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Down the Pub on a Saturday Night
Saturday night in the pub
lots of things going on
lads playing pool
couple of older gents
playing dominoes.
A gang of drunken girls
walk in all wearing Pink
they're out on a hen night
they shout a lot then there off.
Football's on the television
so the pubs fairly full tonight
and as there's two big screens
you watch one then the other.
The smokers stand outside
puffing away at their fags
but as it's raining hard
their soon back inside.
Two blokes start arguing
punches are thrown
it gets broken up
the landlord chucks them out.
Then a woman falls of her stool
and she knocks herself out
but as she lies there for ages
people carry on drinking.
A young bloke throws up
the barmaid hands him a mop
when he finishes cleaning it up
he orders himself another pint.
Saturday night in the pub
lots of things going on
it's a British institution
and a way of life.
poem by Kevin Halls
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There are no war stories. I ended up a bombardier, but I never got overseas. And it wasn't because I was playing baseball either. It was just a series of things that went on.
quote by Bobby Thomson
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It's Time
It's time to move on
It's time to say goodbye
I'm tired of all this stuff
I'm tired of all these lies
It's time for me to go
It's time to stop this mess
It's time to stop crying
It's time to stop this stress
It's time to stop agruing
It's time to let it go
It's time to stop hiding
It's time to let it show
It's time to be happy
It's time to stop being blamed
It's time to grow up
It's time to stop playing games.
poem by Courtney Guillory
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No Charity Too Is Good
Acts of attrition promote charity.
The guilt built might demand charity.
Seeking God’s bliss might cause charity.
From the surplus one might do charity.
Beneficiary being the needy,
Charity is a benevolent act.
Doing no charity is excellent
By not earning more than the bare need.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lots Love Lost
I saw the rain coming down
I knew the oceans were running dry
I felt the sun falling down
Heard all forest trees crying out
Lots love lost
The birds sing sad songs sky still dark
All Stars gone cant even see their track
In here its hard to live things fall apart
And from the feeling I feel I know
Lots love lost
Voices whisper inside deep within
Voiceless silence, loneliness, emptiness
The grounds can no longer absorb
I feel cracks underneath and I dont need to be told that
Lots love lost.
poem by Khalifa Mustapha
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The Bush Administration and the Congress have to stop ignoring this crisis in international trade. The longer we ignore it, the more American jobs will move overseas. It's just that simple.
quote by Byron Dorgan
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You can try to be catchy without being slick, poppy without being pop, and you can be uplifting without being pompous. Because we're sometimes playing quieter stuff, it's hard to sound like we're trying to change things, but we wanted to be a reaction against soulless rubbish.
quote by Chris Martin
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You Gave Up, Not Me
i don't care what you do anymore,
just stop bring me down to your level,
i'm bettering myself,
when are you going to do the same?
i have a million things too,
but i get through them and then some,
why is it so hard to do the same?
time after time we start off together,
but you find all the reasons to stop,
and i keep going,
why are you soo jelious of me?
you chose to quit and i chose to keep going,
we each made a choice,
but it seem you don't like your choice,
and in the end,
you want to be where you are at,
going nowhere,
because you don't like working hard,
well, i'm done,
just don't bring me down when i start getting,
better results than you.
poem by Mona Martinez
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With 1.7 million private sector jobs lost and half a million jobs shipped overseas over the past three years, we must take action to spur job creation and restore economic prosperity.
quote by Nick Lampson
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Stuff Like That
Stuff llike that
I get a feeling of melochany
Doing stuff like that
Brings back memories
Nostalgia
The way it used to be
The unity and promises
Made by other,
Regarding you and me
Stuff like was once so easy
Wonder people no longer do
Stuff lkke that
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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There's a lot of room to grow, and the women who believe they're worth it are the ones who are going to make good things happen during the next period of WNBA growth.
Charity
Charity begins at home,
Love begins in the womb,
Hope is the mind that lives at peace always.
The bud opens,
The flower blossoms,
Charity envies not;
So, let no man despise your youth and beauty.
A kiss of charity,
Like a true proverb;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness.
When the Almond Tree blossoms,
Charity is full of love;
So is this muse that flows to teach many.
Let all your things be done with charity,
Charity is very kind;
Let all your dreams be with love,
Charity edifies;
And, be very wise always.
Do not let charity pass you by,
Gain your hope from your gift;
Cos', it will always lead you on.
Charity begins at home,
So compare her actions rooted in your yard;
Charity out of a pure heart is full of kindness,
So compare her acts ruling in the year;
Charity envies no one.
The love of a muse,
The love of the acts;
Charity begins at home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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love your family....by Talile Ali
you gotta love your family
even if they ain't lovin you
you gotta love your family
no matter what kinda stuff they do
worlds a messed up place
no need to contribute to that. too
people do strange things
seem to do it all the time
people do strange stuff
sometimes you wish that you were blind
but if all we are tryin
we gotta stop all the lyin'
we walked thru hell
to breathe in every day
the good, the bad, the ugly
in every style and every way
our lives are the pearl
that the universe gives shape
stop all the lyin
stop all the fear
stop all the cryin
stop all of the jeers
accept responsibility for all you do
it is, after all, the only record of you
poem by Talile Ali
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Watching And Waiting
(Justin Hayward/Ray Thomas)
Watching and waiting for a friend to play with
Why have I been alone so long
Mole, he is burrowing his way to the sunlight
He knows there's someone there so strong
'Cause here there's lots of room for doing
The things you've always been denied
So look and gather all you want to
There's no one here to stop you trying
Soon you will see me, 'cause I'll be all around you
But where I come from I can't tell
Don't be alarmed by my fields and my forests
They're here for only you to share
'Cause here there's lots of room for doing
The things you've always been denied
So look and gather all you want to
There's no one here to stop you trying
Watching and waiting for someone to understand me
I hope it won't be very long
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song performed by by Moody Blues
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No Time
By hank cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben
Hobaseeba snick
Seeberraber hobosoben
What did you expect?
No time, no time for you.
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Runnin from the risin heat
To find a place to hide,
The grass is always greener
Growin on the other side.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Tryin to tell the world
Somehow of how I feel.
Tell me what you said again,
I cant believe its real.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Andy, youre a dandy,
You dont seem to make no sense.
Nevermind the furthermore,
The plea is self-defense
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Got no time
I got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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Dear Friend
i always love to write, as early as
gradeschool when we were classmates
while you were playing and chasing and stumbling
i just sat on the grass of the playground under a tree and scribble anything
and read a lot about some stories with lots of pictures
and colors of fairies and kings and queens and butterflies and bees,
i do not stop writing, in fact, writing has become my life
that without words i may die an instant death
i dream that i have written novels and stories and lots of poems
i wake up with some ideas like some seeds that i want to sow
and grow in the field and see them become shrubs and trees and forests
and i keep on this life writing and writing and writing and writing
for writing's sake and i wish i may live longer so i may write
some more, some sequels of my love stories and suspense thrillers
and write finally all the poems that are inside my mind
hanging like ripe grapes and creeping like vines on my fence
as i am writing now as you always want to read me
until such time my friend that i will die, or end my life myself (who knows?)
(i will not talk about it now, it is something bizarre and makes me
shiver, but who knows, well you know, all are but possibilities and nothing
but possibilities in this vast wide world of realities and dreams)
there is something i must say somehow
there is something that i must have forgotten, i have not written about myself
i have always written about them, about you, about the world,
please do not refuse me, stop playing with your life,
gradeschool ended
a long time ago, i have one and ultimate request:
write the story of my life, because it is you who only knows about it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If We'd Stop!
if we'd stop shouting at each other...
if we'd stop shaking angry fists.
if we'd stop lying to ourselves.
if we'd stop running from the mirror.
if we'd stop playing religion and politics.
if we'd stop declaring war.
if we'd stop living by our taking...
if we'd stop pointing fingers.
if we'd stop pretending to be men and women...
only if we'd stop!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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