In looking back, I see nothing to regret and little to correct.
quote by John C. Calhoun
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Regret's A Cold Companion
Regret's no consolation
For things no longer near
Regret's no panacea
For problems that were clear
Regret's a backward looking
For things that were to last
For hopes that were to happen
Now firm stuck in the past
Regret's a cold companion
Regret's a dulling force
Regret finds its own dominion
In that process called divorce.
poem by David Keig
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The framework I found, which made the decision [to start Amazon in 1994] incredibly easy, was what I called a regret minimization framework. I wanted to project myself forward to age 80 and say, 'OK, I'm looking back on my life. I want to minimize the number of regrets I have.' And I knew that when I was 80, I was not going to regret having tried this. I was not going to regret trying to participate in this thing called the Internet that I thought was going to be a really big deal. I knew that if I failed, I wouldn't regret that. But I knew the one thing I might regret is not ever having tried. I knew that that would haunt me every day.
quote by Jeff Bezos
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The Soliloquy Of The Agnostic....
why do we say that those who take their lives
earlier than we do, and with their own hands deserve our pity?
no one has ever come back and tell us that they regret
what they are doing
or what they did was wrong
why do others say that they must have died a heroes death
and welcomed well by those guarding the gates of heaven?
or are there such gates?
or is there such a place which they call as heaven?
or it there hell?
why do you say that the books are correct? who wrote them?
all we know is we are here
we do not know where we come from
and where we are going
the fact is that is the only fact we know:
we all do not know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lifes' shelf
In this world we call life never forget
the blessings your given, or you will regret
Regret that you never helped someone in need
is what you possess, a subserviant greed?
Why must you think of only yourself?
The Lords' head is shaking, your on a shelf
The timbers are worn, metal decayed
do you regret? that you never prayed
Never said a prayer for a person in need
here's the word again; subserviant greed
Walk as you may, see as you might
please say a prayer, each and every night
Start with your loved ones, if you so may
knowing the Sun will light up thier day
Rain in the forecast, meaning times may be hard
hope does arise that you won't be barred
Barred from Heaven for what you have done
walking through life, clouds with no Sun
You now have a chance to correct all the wrongs
start doing whats right, no one needs a song
November 25,2011
poem by Dwayne Banks
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There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean, I've felt regret but I've also refused to allow regret to sow a seed and live in me because I don't believe it. You feel it, it's like guilt, it's like jealousy, it's like all those horrible things. You've just got to snip them and get them out, because they're no good.
Get correct views of life, and learn to see the world in its true light. It will enable you to live pleasantly, to do good, and, when summoned away, to leave without regret.
quote by Robert E. Lee
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Typographical Errors
Typographical errors,
I try to avoid.
Some I leave,
To create their own noise.
And something suspected,
To be out of place...
Usually gets more attention,
Than something correct...
One wishes to say.
And there are times it takes me,
All day to imperfect what is correct.
Especially if I want to emphasize,
My own perfection has defects.
I know! I know, that's hard to believe...
That I would take 'all' day to imperfect what is correct.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Regrets
I regret those hurtful words
And every meaningless threat
That was made
I regret walking away angry
When we both
Should have stayed
I regret our lack of effort
We should have worked our problems through
But the biggest regret of all?
Is not expressing
Just how much I love you
poem by CarolAnne Spalding
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Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy you can't build on it it's only for wallowing in.
quote by Katherine Mansfield
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Obscenities Triggered
I've made no pledge with no one,
To stay and remain on edge.
Or become upset,
As a sign to gratify someone's expectation.
To later regret obscenities triggered...
By a blurted thoughtlessness.
For purposes a fool made too late reconsiders.
Sitting on stoops made for fools,
Is no longer my ambition to prove I can do it!
I have,
However...
Taken steps to check myself.
And let what disturbs me,
Correct itself.
To leave those who bait reactions,
Find others who are easily heated to snap back.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, you can't build on it it's only good for wallowing in.
quote by Katherine Mansfield
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Don't Make Me
Don't make me angry,
Don't make me sad.
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me bad,
Don't make me afraid,
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me nice,
Don't make me good,
You'llk regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me happy,
Don't make me laugh,
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me learn,
Don't make me run.
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me mad,
Don't make me aggrevated,
Or I'll,
Kill you...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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What I Must Do
I used to plan and plot
And try to live correct
Lately I do a lot
Of things that dont make sense
Now I must do what I must
Now why do you think that a man
Jumps out of the frying pan
Into the fire when he can
Find a way not to get burned?
I must do what I must do
And I do though I know better
I must do what I must do
(even though hes gonna get it!)
Below the sky above
Beyond whats good and true
Some thing as loud as love
Calls out I cant refuse
I must do what I must do
And I do though I know better
I must do what I must do
(even though he might regret it)
song performed by by Devo
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Mental Anguish
Never do unto others,
What is believed to be for them deserving.
It is almost impossible to correct,
A heart life broken...
By suspicions later that some regret.
With an awakening to a sorrow,
They 'must' accept without peace or rest.
To be accused for anything,
Someone has not done...
Has its consequences to pay one day.
For those who knowingly made another's life lived,
To suffer...
Emotionally that way.
And when the truth surfaces to reveal,
A wrongness performed by acts of deceit...
That shoe forced to place unwittingly on someone's foot,
Will come back to bite the minds...
Of the doers of these misdeeds unrelentingly.
Leaving...
Them never to relax with their mental anguish intact.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Seems the English
It seems the English got it all backward:
Short teas, and long narrative poems
Until your teeth fell back into your skull
And the sun dipped deep into the Thames.
Whereas, the Japanese knew all along
The correct way, if only you had asked:
Tea, to be correct, goes on for hours
With a strictly regimented hierarchy of serving
While the poetry is an average three lines apiece
But of such profound observation
As to occupy the entirety of the tea time
And even provide material for ensuing dreams.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Damone
Sleep in this hole
Stinging in your eyes
Ashamed
For you, cause
So far, i've been down thats true
Shake in lie
About to fall
Ashamed
For you, cause
So far i've been down thats true
Except for your arms
You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why
Soon i've been you
Laughter, sigh
Im so ashamed
For you, cause
So far i've been down thats true
Except for your arms
You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why
This feeling gets old
And so do your eyes
This is why
I hate you, cause
So far, i've been down thats true
Except for you're arms, you just
Smile, stand still
While you look right back at me
You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me
Ask you why
Whats up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why, why
song performed by by Deftones
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And it seems to me correct then, and I think it's correct now, that job one is get the planning done, make sure the buses are there. When that's done, it's completely appropriate to go around and tour around and look at the damage.
quote by Michael Chertoff
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Correct a wise man, and he will be grateful; correct a fool, and he will not only give a deaf ear, but send you off with a flea in your ear.