The first thing I learned was the theme from Peter Gunn.
quote by Pat Metheny
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Anupa
Anupa is there
gunn gunn singing song.
What is there in the song
we can not say definitely
as Anupa is not ours worldy
And Anupa roared swiftly.
Who is Anupa?
Anupa is BulbulChandans daughter
and our granddaughter
of five to six months
and Anupa is here.
You can ask any question to Anupa
And Anupa used to reply
in silentsmile.
The world of Anupa is not ours
And we cannot understand
the theme of her word
Anupa is strong enough
If you go to her she laughs.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I guess I've learned that there's really no such thing as a bad label, there is only a bad contract.
quote by Peter Steele
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The Belko Experiment [trailer 3]
Sean Gunn, Michael Rooker, Adria Arjona, John C. McGinley, Tony Goldwyn, John Gallagher Jr., Mikaela Hoover, Abraham Benrubi
by James Gunn from The Belko Experiment (2016)
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The Belko Experiment [trailer 2]
Sean Gunn, Michael Rooker, Adria Arjona, John C. McGinley, Tony Goldwyn, John Gallagher Jr., Mikaela Hoover, Abraham Benrubi
by James Gunn from The Belko Experiment (2016)
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The Belko Experiment
Sean Gunn, Michael Rooker, Adria Arjona, John C. McGinley, Tony Goldwyn, John Gallagher Jr., Mikaela Hoover, Abraham Benrubi
by James Gunn from The Belko Experiment (2016)
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Key To What?
diddles on flight
on freedom
was a chosen theme
in early 2011 theme May
titles are an easy guide
to what theme would say
key to the theme
key to the dream
key to the imagery
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I've learned
Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.
poem by Carly Almonde
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We learned in the university to consider Wordsworth and Keats as Romantics. They were only a generation apart, but Wordsworth didn't even read Keats's book when he gave him a copy.
In the Giving There's A Benefit
To have awakened is a good thing to be!
And I have learned,
In the many years it has taken me to do it...
That the being there for someone else,
Will not automatically be interpretated...
As an appreciation to be shown one day,
With a reciprocation known that's received.
I have learned,
There will be many taking others for granted...
With a doing which is believed,
A duty to misuse someone dependable.
Until a reality hits and a doing this is missed.
And a waiting to sit by a telephone,
Wishing to hear it ring is a familiar sound gone.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
To have awakened is a good thing to be.
And I have learned,
Those who give are not desperate.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to misuse.
I have learned,
In the giving there's a benefit.
And I have learned...
Those who give are not desperate.
Oh yes I've learned...
To leave alone,
Those who take for granted...
Someone giving up their time to abuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The first thing I learned at school was that some people are idiots; the second thing I learned was that some are even worse.
Orhan Pamuk in Istanbul: Memories and the City
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Learned...
from being homeless,
i learned the value of home!
from being hungry,
i learned the value of being fed.
from being sick,
i learned the value of health.
from being left alone,
i learned the value of love.
from being confined in a cell,
i learned the value of freedom.
from being persecuted,
i learned the value of human rights.
from being an infidel,
i learned to see the face of god...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Raft of Emotion
I’m trapped on a raft of emotion,
Surrounded by mountains of doom.
The clouds of despair have been gathering,
Over dark seas, of impending gloom.
But sat on a rock of happiness,
Is a saucer of joy and of hope.
And if I could wade over to it,
Or pull myself across on a rope.
I know that this raft of emotion,
Could become a boat filled with glee.
And the clouds of despair could all disperse,
But the only one who can change this is me.
Heath Gunn 2009
poem by Heath Gunn
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U Me = Us
Performed by 2gether
Written by brian gunn, mark gunn, josh schwartz and brian kieruff
I'm losing my hair
And my vision is shady
Last night i dreamt
Of an overweight lady.
But i need a young thing
To keep up with my pace
To hold me in her arms,
And take me straight to second base
I know my calculus
It says you + me = us
Yeah, oh, sing it chad, for me
I know my calculus
It says you + me = us
{oh yeah}
Calculus
Semi-rap:
Yeah..haha..c'mon..we're together
(we're together)
Girl algebra or trigonometry could never equal up
To what you do to me
So let's intergrate
Don't differentiate
If you were in my class,
There ain't no way i could pass
I hate english, gym, and not to mention
I can't even afford to pay my attention
No philosophy could ever come between us
But we'll always have our calculus
Chorus
I know my calculus
It says u + me = us
Said i know my calculus
It says u + me = us
We're together forever, c'mon
Calculus, calculus
[westsideee] *i think it should be easttsieeedeee!!
Go go go go go go go go go go (repeat)
Ooh baby, oh lord
U + me = us
Well, i've never been good at history
And i don't give a crap about robert e. lee
When it comes to cosines,
I know a thing or two
And i kicked ass on the test about me and you
Chorus
You (u)
Plus sign (+)
Me (me)
Equal sign (=)
Us (us)
Girl, no subject comes close to you.
2gether sing it
I know my calculuh-uh-uh-ussss
Repeat chorus
Repeat until end
song performed by by 2gether
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As If It Was Theirs On Demand
There is one thing I've learned,
About the use of my time.
I've learned through the years,
Not to let anyone abuse it...
As if it was theirs on demand.
And common sense?
Well...
I have discovered,
That it is not so common.
In fact the absence of it,
Can be expected.
And rare it is...
If it appears at all.
And the doing of something for others?
One should stop and think about that quick.
Since many people don't appreciate,
What it is for them that is done to assist.
Many will complain as if the time taken,
By someone who has gone out of their way...
Is not what they prefer.
They will have the nerve to say,
Something else desired...
Is what they deserve.
There is one thing I've learned,
About the use of my time.
I've learned through the years,
Not to let anyone abuse it...
As if it was theirs on demand.
And what I have chosen to do today...
Is to satisified and please my own thirst first!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Old Gunn's Gully Line
The ole train puffs in once a day
On the ole Gunn's Gully line;
In a lazy, leisurely kind o' way
She comes in, wet or fine.
Nobody wants her, nobody needs her,
Nobody likes her, nobody heeds; her
Usefulness is done.
But, wet or fine, or sun or shine,
That ole train's got to run.
A man an' a dog, they loaf about
To watch the train come in;
An' a man an' a boy an' a bag get out
With Bowyang's ole cream-tin.
An' all men say wot all men know:
That all things are as all things show,
An' the trip don't pay for grease.
But, come wot may, the Heads they say
Them trips must never cease.
Now, to an' from the market town,
On the new Gunn's Gully road,
The motor cars speed up an' down,
An' trucks with many a load,
For there's the road, an' there's the car,
An' there's the chance; so, there you are!
Let progress forge ahead!
But the Heads they say them cars must pay
Or the ole train might dropp dead.
The ole train puffs out once a day
On the ole Gunn's Gully spin;
With a man inside, some days, to ride
With Bowyang's old cream-tin.
And men ask, Why? An' men ask who
The ole train serves like the morors do?
But the Heads must have their fun.
So they shoves a tax on the people's backs;
For that ole train's-got-to-run!
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Searchin'
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well searching.
Yeah i'm gonna searching,
Searching every which a-way, yeh yeh.
Oh lord i'm searching,
My good lord, searching
You know honey,
Searching every which away yeh yeh yeh.
But i'm like that northwest mountie.
You know i'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well charlie chan, simon smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant friday, peter gunn
And ooo alan b.
No matter where she's hiding,
She's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
Like bulldog drummon.
'cos i been searching,
Well searching,
Oh my goodness,
Searching every which a-way.
But i'm like that northwest mountie.
You know i'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her.
Well charlie chan, simon smith,
Got nothing, child, on me.
Sergeant friday, peter gunn
And ooo alan b.
No matter where she's hiding,
She's gonna see me coming,
I'm gonna walk right down that street
Like bulldog drummon.
Aah searching,
Searching, oh my my goodness.
Searching every which a-way.
But i'm like that northwest mountie.
You know i'll bring her in some day.
Gonna find her, gonna find her,
Yeh yeh lord, gonna find her,
Gonna find her.
song performed by by Beatles
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The Sound Of Wings.....
from the bars of the cell,
i learned freedom from the body.
from the underside of the bridge,
i learned home has not a house.
from forty years of working,
i learned the bitterness of the slave.
from the political lies,
i learned that truth cant be bought.
from the books i read,
i learned to reason and question.
from the heroin needle,
i learned the value of life.
from love lost,
i learned how to love.
from doubt i learned seeking,
in seeking i found god to be more.
from the scars on my heart,
i learned to be a man.
from battles fought and lost,
i learned the need for peace.
from discrimination i learned equality,
from anger i learned forgiveness.
from the mirror i learned responsibility...
from the bars of the cell,
i learned the sound of wings!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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First Year University Expereinces
I learned why it is not wise to skip class often
I learned that skipping homework in university is not the same as skipping homework in high school
I learned what it feels like to be awake for over 2 days
I learned how to smoke pot from a bong
I learned how to compose an essay the day before it's due
I learned that the Freshman 15 is no joke
I learned how to do laundry
I learned to pretend to be happy
I learned to multitask
I learned to be more sociable
I learned why my parents and teachers warned me about the difficulty of university
I learned that failing is expensive
I learned small things, like freshly washed bed sheets, make me happy
I learned to lie
I learned how expensive alcohol is
I learned what it feels like to be a failure
I type this rant while skipping my business ethics class as I further delay the composition of my psychology term paper
poem by Michelle Cow
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How we backed the Favourite
'Sure thing,' said the grocer; 'as far as I know, sir,
This horse, Peter Pan, is the safest of certs.'
'I see by the paper,' commanded the draper,
'He's tipped and he carries my whole weight of shirts.'
The butcher said, 'Well, now, it's easy to tell now
There's nothing else in it except Peter Pan.'
And so the baker, the barman, bookmaker,
The old lady char and the saveloy man.
'You stick to my tip, man,' admonished the grip-man,
'Play up Peter Pan; he's a stayer with speed.'
And the newspaper vendor, the ancient road mender,
And even the cop at the corner agreed.
The barber said, 'Win it? There's nothing else in it.
I backed Peter Pan with the last that I had.'
'Too right,' said the liftman. 'The horse is a gift, man.'
The old jobbing gardener said, 'Peter Pan, lad!'
I know nought of racing. The task I was facing,
It filled me with pain and unreasoning dread.
They all seemed so certain. And yet a dark curtain
Of doubt dulled my mind… But I must keep my head!
I went to the races, and I watched all their faces.
I saw Peter Pan's; there was little he lacked.
And as he seemed willing, I planked on my shilling
And triumphed! And that's how the favorite was backed.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Once You've Learned To Be Lonely
You're askin' me to open up
I'm tryin' my best to give enough
To keep this love alive
It wouldn't be so hard for me to do
If it hadn't have been
For all my heart's been through
But once you've learned to be lonely
And lonely is the only thing you've known
It begins to feel like home
It becomes your comfort zone
Once you've learned to be without someone
And settle for the silence of an empty room
Oh, it changes you
There's a lot you have to undo
Once you've learned to be lonely
It becomes a habit of the heart
To be afraid to even start
To try and love again
I want to give myself to you
But I've been alone so long
That I'm scared, scared to move
But once you've learned to be lonely
And lonely is the only thing you've known
It begins to feel like home
It becomes your comfort zone
Once you've learned to be without someone
And settle for the silence of an empty room
Oh, it changes you
There's a lot you have to undo
Once you've learned to be lonely
I've built these walls but I feel them fallin' down
Touch by touch your love is my way out
But once you've learned to be lonely
And lonely is the only thing you've known
It begins to feel like home
It becomes your comfort zone
Once you've learned to be without someone
And settle for the silence of an empty room
Oh, it changes you
There's a lot you have to undo
Once you've learned to be lonely
There's a lot you have to undo
Once you've learned to be lonely
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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