I've had editors over the years who couldn't find a clue if it was stapled to their butt.
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Does advertising corrupt editors? Yes it does, but fewer editors than you may suppose... the vast majority of editors are incorruptible.
quote by David Ogilvy
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I wrote poems in my corner of the Brooks Street station. I sent them to two editors who rejected them right off. I read those letters of rejection years later and I agreed with those editors.
quote by Carl Sandburg
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Butt Town
The cops are well-groomed, with
Muscled physiques in butt town
Their tan uniforms are tailored in chic
In butt town
Any young black male who walks down the street
Is gonna get stopped by a car full of meat
But the girl with the hair
Flies by in her underwear-
Shes done nothing so far to deserve that car
When you live in butt town
You gotta get down
But in butt town Im learnin
In butt town Im earnin
In butt town Im turnin
Into my worst nightmare
Im tellin you, its a motley crew in butt town
Monday youre new, and friday youre through
In butt town
The producer is wily, and owns what he sells
The talent is eager to go straight to hell
Th tits are amazing, and everyones gazing
At some body part-
Thats the nature of art in butt town
All over butt town dreams have a show down
All over butt town values are thrown down
But in butt town Im learnin
In butt town Im earnin
In butt town Im turnin
Into my worst nightmare
In butt town baby
Im gonna be a star
Im gonna shake my butt far
Now here we go
Im gonna shake my butt
Shake my butt shake my butt
In butt town
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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What If
What if I couldn’t see?
I wouldn’t know how to be.
What if I couldn’t walk?
I wouldn’t be able to go to the park.
What if I couldn’t smell?
I wouldn’t know early monsoon shower smell.
What if I couldn’t feel?
I wouldn’t even know how to heal.
What if I couldn’t taste?
All the gourmet food would go to waste.
What if I couldn’t touch?
I wouldn’t know love as such.
What if I couldn’t cry?
I wouldn’t be able to let go of grief even if I try.
What if I couldn’t smile?
I wouldn’t be able to feel light even for a while.
I can do all of these things
Lord, it’s a blessing.
, These are the gifts
We realize when we are unfit.
I have really no clue
How the less privileged do.
I guess with courage and acceptance
They go on with grace.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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The real literary editors have mostly been fired. Those that remain are all ""bottom line"" editors; everything depends on the money.
quote by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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Calendar
The winds couldn't blow it
The storm couldn't uproot it
Rain couldn't drench it
Sun couldn't bake it
Fire couldn't burn it
Despair couldn't strike it.
It remained on the wall
Little faded but neat
Unruffled by the rolling years-
January 1961…
The Road starts here!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Haven't A Clue
I haven't a clue of what to do.
Even though I know it's true.
Anxiety fills my body through.
The thought of rejection makes me blue.
Although the thought of success pushes me to.
Should I take the chance to find romance?
Or should I just pull back from this uncertain dance?
I want it bad. I'm going mad.
If you reject me I'll feel sad.
I haven't a clue of where to go.
The coming of it seems so slow.
Massive impatience inside me grows.
Despair and hoplessness greatly flow.
If it's time how will I know?
I haven't a clue of what to say.
All the answers come in shades of gray.
I can't continue in this awful play.
It seems I'm bound to lose in every way.
I haven't a clue now what I'll do.
I guess I'll sit here like a fool.
Never moving for what's cool.
I haven't the balls to claim this jewel.
Where to go and what to do?
All I can say is I haven't a clue.
poem by Michael McParland
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Whereabouts
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Where is the missing one, the missing one
There is a missing person that Ive just got to find
Now just how long they have been gone
I cant say at this time
I glanced outside my window surprisingly to see
The reflection of a broken man who looked somewhat like me
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
I looked inside an album of happy photographs
To try to match the feeling
In the joy I used to have
I travelled through the moments that held a special place
But everytime what came to mind is that smile upon your face
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what can I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
(repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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The End Of The World
Go if you want to
I never tried to stop you
Know there's a reason
For all of this you're feeling
Low, it's not my call
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Me - I don't show much
It's not that hard to hide you
See in a moment
I can't remember how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love...
You want me to cry and play my part
I want you to sigh and fall apart
We want this like everyone else
Stay if you want to
I always wait to hear you say
There's a last kiss
For all the times you run this way
It's not my fault
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Love me more
Couldn't ever love me more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love
You want me to lie not break your heart
I want you to fly not stop and start
We want us like everything else
Maybe we didn't understand
Not just a boy and a girl
It's just the end of the
End of the world
Me - I don't say much
It's far too hard to make you
See in a moment
I still forget just how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
song performed by by Cure
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All Night Long
The way I see the world,
It's all a loney road,
A road that I've been on,
For too long, so I'm told,
She was on the search,
On this loney road of mine,
But I was hidden deep,
And me, she could not find,
-chorus-
But she walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
And she walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
I heard her call my name,
As I lifted my head,
'My search is now complete,
Please come with me, ' she said,
'The second time around,
Is easier, you'll see,
Before I looked for you,
I had to search for, me',
-chorus-
But I walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
And I walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
And as we left the road,
I took a look around,
I thought I'd see myself,
But I was no where to be found,
-chorus-
But we walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
And we walked all night long, all night long, but couldn't find me
poem by Lee McVicar
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Light-Years Apart
I am looking for someone to win my heart
But why it still seems we are light-years apart?
I am not pessimistic in anyway:
I keep on looking for you day after day.
My eyes are tired of looking for you –
How shall I find you I don’t have a clue.
When I will meet you I really don’t know
Although if I am the moon you are my glow.
poem by Asif Andalib
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Change The World
You want it
You got it
You flaunt it and
Get your feet on the ground
And love me right now
You like it
You hate it
You bought it and
Glued your butt to the sound
And love me right now
You couldn't change the world
To fit your little thing, ah... uh
You couldn't change the world
To fit your little thing, ah
song performed by by Weezer
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Round Room
My room is round when I lay down, when I wake up it's square
When I go outside it's on a spiral set of stairs
The people that surround me are waiting out there
In a round room they can't find me anywhere
Right angle rooms drive me crazier each day
Put me in a box I know I'm never going to play
Put me in a square room and I won't know what to say
I want a round room at the end of the day
I had an apartment, four corners on the walls
Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep there at all
I want a curve to the place where I stay
I want a round room at the end of the day
If I pass out take me to the round church
Where echoes resound
And my spirit is found
And when I float high
Take my arm and I'll fly you by
The outskirts of town, to a garden that's round
I went to the lighthouse and I liked the view
I looked out the window and I could see you
Put me in a square house and I won't have a clue
I want a round room just to be with you
song performed by by Phish
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Some Just Don't Have A Clue
Some Just Don't Have A Clue
Written by: Wilfred Charles Mellers, Saturday, February 25,2012,8: 44 PM
Some can't face it so they fight it
Some can't get over it so they get under it
Some can't stand in front of it so they stand behind it
Some can't stand next to it so they have to stand obliquely by it
Some can't understand it so they dismiss it
Some can't feel it so they can't vibe to it
Some want it but just can't have it
Some have it but just don't want it
Some are in disbelief so they are frighten by it
Some are in amazement and want to be a part of it
Some are captivated and embrace it
Some get high by it yet not understand the message of it
Some are freed by it for their mind has been enslaved
Some can empathize with its movements
Some are disillusioned and find redemption in it
Some find a greater understanding by it
Some try it and find they like it
Some hate it for they didn't create it
Some mimic it but can't feel it
Some worship it and then curse it
Some have to nurse it
Some have to rehearse it
Some are spoiled by it
Some take advantage of it
Some jumped on the bandwagon on it
Some fall off the wagon on it
Some just can't play the game of it
Some abandon it after reaching the fame of it
Some find hope in it
Some find joy in it
Some find love in it
Some find their dance in it
Some want to tune in and tune out by it
Some find their religion in it
Some find peace in it
Some find what they have been looking for in it
Some find themselves
Some lose themselves
Some regain themselves
Some just don't have a clue
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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You Are Unique!
In my search for you,
I tried to find the scent
Of your baby's skin body
In the flowers of my garden
But I could not
Since yours is unique! ...
In my search for you,
I thought I found in the rain,
The freshness of your lips
But I realized it wasn't the same
Since your lips are unique,
For I tasted them in my dreams! ...
In my search for you,
I observed the shining stars above
But I couldn't find even one
As brighter as your eyes
Since your eyes are unique,
I saw them clearly in my dreams! ...
In my search for you,
I mistook the Ocean's breeze
With your gentle warm breath
Delicately caressing my body
In the middle of the night
But it was just a dream! ...
If I can't find you at all
Within my solitude in this Earth,
Maybe you can find me,
I give you a clear clue:
We may finally find one another,
Either at the end of the Rainbow
Or by heaven's gate! ...
Oh, my missing Angel,
Where are you right now?
I guess only time will tell me
And then, we will be together
Once and for all! ...
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Joys of Motherhood
When I gingerly held my new born,
I could have at that moment sworn,
As I watched him with moist eyes,
I had no clue my life was going to turn topsy turvy
Sleepless nights, making the formula right,
I think those days I looked a sight.
But when he looked at me with trust
I would forget all my fatigue.
I couldn’t stop talking about him,
At times it irked my husband a bit.
He complained now I have no time
For him and my son was my only priority.
The years flew, he started school,
He looked up to me as his idol
But soon the place was replaced by his teachers,
Who he told me knew better.
But honestly I was not prepared
When he became a teenager.
To handle overnight a rebel,
Its just hormones, I would tell
Myself, and he would soon settle,
I think my life had become hell.
Where did I go wrong I wondered,
As to make his point, he thundered.
I would cry every night
After we had an ugly fight.
I would find myself brood
Is this called joys of motherhood?
Soon time came for him to go overseas
To pursue higher studies.
I got an email after a few weeks,
Mom, I am sorry for being such a creep.
Can you find it in your heart to forgive?
I just couldn’t believe.
Then one day he wrote
I miss your cooking and home.
My heart once again felt light
Can a mother hold anything against her child?
We were once again becoming close
Distance makes us value our loved ones, I suppose.
In the same home, one child grew bold and other meek,
Has it to do with genes, or we are all unique?
Still I wish parenthood,
Would come with a guidebook
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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I've gotten my butt kicked by the best. Jet Li beat me up the best, but Steven Segal can still kick a good butt. It's a different kind of kicking, though.
quote by Anthony Anderson
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I think that they had afforded me many opportunities to do good work there, and I think I did. It was a wonderful four years. I really worked with some great people, terrific producers, terrific editors.
quote by Connie Chung
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Forty years ago, we were on the tail of the Front Page era. There was a different point of view. Reporters and editors were more forgiving of public people. They didn't think they had to stick someone in jail to make a career.
quote by Mike Royko
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In New York, you couldn't wish for a nicer audience, or in L.A., Chicago, Boston. But when you get into secondary markets, they don't have a clue.
quote by Bryan Ferry
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