Have you heard about the Irishman who reversed into a car boot sale and sold the engine?
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Got Love For Sale
Your conditions red, you cant get to bed
Your eyes are full of tears
Youve got headache, heartache, a pain you cant take
I am who you have to fear
Your observations correct
Im someone you cant neglect
Whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
You buy the magazine, in between the lines
You see my face, you read my name
And you can have me for one price, baby
You must have heard of my fee
You know you need me, I know you want me
cause Im a living cross your heart man
Youve got to have me, cant live without me
cause Im the one and only yes I am
Ive got love for sale
And my love will not fail you
Whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no oh, whoo no, whoo no
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale), yeah
Ive got love for sale
And my love will not fail you
Whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no, whoo no
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale)
Have love, will travel (Ive got love for sale), yeah
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale
I got love for sale, yeah
song performed by by Kiss
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Springtime and Old Irishmen
As an Irishman,
tis my prerogative
To be an authority on all things
Great and small
As an "old" Irishman
it's my fate
Of late (and as always)
To simply know it all
As an old Irishman of visage worn
Of craggy face, rheumy blue eyes
With clothing crudely rent and worn
Prone to ale, stout and whisky sighs
As an old wise, wizened Irishman
Who loves the winter as a wondrous thing
But as sure it is, I'm an old Irishman
I treasure most…the Irish Spring
As a wise, wizened, oft inebriated Irishman
Given well to know that one's only given so many things
I relish the pleasure of the Springs I have left
Until this old wrinkled Irishman takes wing
As when this old Irishman
leaves the moor and the glen
There's but a few things I'll rue
To not see nor to hear once again
ne'er again see na' more The hind end of Winters…
ne'er hear "Danny boy" pluck again at me heartstrings…
And Na' more to smell the cold Irish sea
Nor know the fresh faces of fine Irish Springs
poem by David Whalen
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They're Red Hot
(Robert Johnson)
Hot tamales1 and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
I got a girl, say she long and tall
She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime
Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yes, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
I got a letter from a girl in the room
Now she got something good she got to bring home soon, now
Its hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
[Spoken:] They're too hot boy!
The billy got back in a bumble bee nest
Ever since that he can't take his rest, yeah
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes you got'em for sale, I mean
Yes, she got'em for sale
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
[Spoken:]
Man don't mess around em hot tamales now
'Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot tamales
I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
I'll due to break away your liver and dare your heart to beat bout my
Hot tamales cause they red hot, yes they got
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to.
quote by Shane Leslie
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Put an Irishman on the spit, and you can always get another Irishman to baste him.
Yo' Bootay to Hoottang Boot
Youcanbuttonupyourcollarfromthebottomtothetop.
So-no-onebothersyouforwhatyou'vegot.
Pretendi ngyou'vegotsomethingyouhavenot.
Or-youcoul dchoosetokeepitlockeduptight.
So-youdon'thavet odropittofeedanappetite.
It's-yo'bootayhoottan gtopootang,
Whoyouchoosetoscrewandboot.
It's yo'bootayhoottangtopootang,
Whoyouchoosetoscrewandboot.
Letothersm isunderstandyourstimulationindebate.
Inplayerh atecasestheywannamandate.
Letothersdecidewhosi detoride...
Withwideyedliestheytrytohide.
I t's-yo'bootayhoottangtopootang,
Whoyouchoosetoscrewandboot.
It's yo'bootayhoottangtopootang,
Whoyouchoosetoscrewandboot.
It's-yo'bo otaytohoottang,
Whoyoupootang.
Hoot!
It's-yo'bootaytohoottang,
Whoyoupootang.
Hoot!
Youcanbuttonupyourcollarfromthebottomtoth etop.
So-no-onebothersyouforwhatyou'vegot.
Pretendingyou'vegotsomethingyouhavenot.
It 's-yo'bootaytohoottang,
Whoyoupootang.
Hoot!
It's-yo'bootaytohoottang,
Whoyoupootang.
Hoot!
Letothersmisunderstandyourstimulationinde bate.
Inplayerhatecasestheywannamandate.
Le tothersdecidewhosidetoride...
Withwideyedliest heytrytohide.
It's-yo'bootayhoottangtopoot ang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
oooowww....
Boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
oooowww....
Boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
oooowww....
Boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
Yo'bootay to hoottang...boot!
oooowww....
Boot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sale For Love
Love is
Sale for
Today...
With film...
Love is
Simply
Sale for
Today...
With T.V. film....
Love is
Sale for
Today...
With
Group sex...
Love is
Sale for
Today...
With
Story books...
Love is
Sale for
Today...
With
Poems and
Store yes...
Love is
Sale for
Today
With
Temple
Lovingely
For money...?
Sale for
Love
With love....? !
All ways
Simply sale
For love
Also sale?
For...
With
Today busy
And busness
World....!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Love For Sale
Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love thats fresh and still unspoiled
Love thats only slightly soiled
Love for sale
Love for sale
Lots and lots of young love for sale
Now if I youd like to try my way
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale
Like the poets type of love in their childish way
I know every kind of love better far than they
If you want to trail of love
Ive been through the mill of love
Old love, new love, every love but true love
Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love thats fresh and still unspoiled
Love thats only slightly soiled
Love for sale
Who would buy?
Who would like to sample my surprise?
Love for sale
... (longer instrumental part)
Love for sale
Advertising young love for sale
Love for sale
Advertising crazy love for sale
Now if I youd like to try my way
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale
Love for sale (sweet love)
Love for sale (lots and lots of young love)
Love for sale
song performed by by Boney M.
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Myself with you.
You cannot stop this engine
From running
Fed as it is with the nuclear energy
Of self-determination
You cannot block this again with
Any call for kindness your face of sobriety & propriety
Sustained as it is with the pride
Of its sufficiency, this engine of life
Away from human drama this engine
Of love and belief of self
Plunges into an eternal destination
Or damnation, or whatever
This engine must go, on and on
Unstoppable unconquered unhindered
This engine I call
Myself with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Myself with you.
You cannot stop this engine
From running
Fed as it is with the nuclear energy
Of self-determination
You cannot block this again with
Any call for kindness your face of sobriety & propriety
Sustained as it is with the pride
Of its sufficiency, this engine of life
Away from human drama this engine
Of love and belief of self
Plunges into an eternal destination
Or damnation, or whatever
This engine must go, on and on
Unstoppable unconquered unhindered
This engine I call
Myself with you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love For Sale
Cole porter
Love for sale.
Appetizing, young love for sale.
Love thats fresh and still unspoiled. love thats only slighty soiled.
Love for sale.
Who will buy?
Who will like to sample my supply?
Whos prepared to pay the price for a trip to paradise?
Love for sale.
Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way.
I know every type of love better far than they.
If you want the thrill of love Ive been through the midl of love.
Old love. new love. every love, but true love.
Love for sale.
Appetizing young love for sale.
If you want to buy my wares, follow me and climb the stairs.
Love for sale.
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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0004 Car Boot Sales
I'm always getting this junky mail
plopping through the door
inviting me to a 'car boot sale' -
but I never wear boots in the car!
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Amathalal
Love for sale and lust for anybody who is with money,
But where is the venture of fairness on this case?
For i am Amathalal and i really need true love from you.
My love is not for sale and i am not in for lust,
For the birds have thought me how to fly;
And i will be there for you only with my true love.
Of the letters and of the calls for my beauty,
But a man has just given his wife the second beatings!
And like your E-Mail i just received,
Fo there are some people somewhere without love.
Eve was not sold to Adam but,
She was part of him;
That is why my love is not for sale!
For i need true love than all the lust i do see around me.
I want to be like the 'Little China' in your hands,
And like a matching song without words;
Because i have prepared my true love for you only,
And i will want to see you respond to my taste.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dick the Mechanic
There is a mechanic from Duluth,
He is great and friendly to boot.
He fixed my car and got it ready to sale,
It sold for $3,000 with no problem at all.
Dick even fixed my water pump while fixing my motor,
He knew what parts my car needed in fast order.
He was thorough and complete,
He even removed a jerry rigged speaker next to drivers seat.
He even works on old collector cars,
He is an expert mechanic by far.
So if you want your vehicle to be fixed at a fantastic price,
Call Dick, and if anything he will give you great advice.
(By Suzae Chevalier on August 25, 2011)
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Love For Sale (extended Mix)
I was born in a house with the television always on
Guess I grew up too fast
And I forgot my name
We're in cities at night and we got time on our hands.
So leave the driving to us.
And it's the real thing.
And you're rolling
In the blender
With me.
And I can love you
Like a color
TV.
Now love is here
C'mon and try it
I got love for sale
Got love for sale
And now love is here
C'mon and try it
Got love for sale,
Got love for sale.
You can put your lipstick all over my designer jeans.
I'll be a video for you.
If you turn my dial.
You can cash my check if you go down to the bank
You get two for one
For a limited time.
Push my button...
The toast pops up
Love and money
Gettin' all
Mixed up
And now love is here
C'mon and try it.
I got love for sale
Got love for sale
Love is here
C'mon and try it
I got love for sale
I got Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Never Been Sold Before
You ask me, babe, "Can you work tonight?"
I've been up, babe, since broad daylight
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy who-o-ore
Yeah, I'm stacked nice, they really like my style
Fifty bucks, babe, ha, can't even buy my smile
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me before
I just can't become your lousy who-o-ore
I-I-I-I find I come around just to lay this money on you, babe
I'm sick of streets, chicks and dicks, and I'm,
I'm really sick of you
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
I just can't believe that you're selling me,
You never sold me befo-ore
I just can't become your little whore
No, no, no, no
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
Oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had again
Oh-oh, I've never been sold before
And I'll never be had a-gain
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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flowers For Sale
'Flowers for Sale'
the sign did say
amidst this glorious sun-filled day.
And as she sold them one by one
a little dimmer became the sun.
The daffodils, the hyacinths
and pansies in colors aglow
had been her prize posessions
as she watched them grow.
But why should she see beauty alone?
Is it not better to share what's grown?
And as she saw each patron's face
she pictured her flowers in a vase
in a home, on a porch or portico
as her flowers for sale all did go.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss
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Is Bliss then, such Abyss,
I must not put my foot amiss
For fear I spoil my shoe?
I'd rather suit my foot
Than save my Boot—
For yet to buy another Pair
Is possible,
At any store—
But Bliss, is sold just once.
The Patent lost
None buy it any more—
Say, Foot, decide the point—
The Lady cross, or not?
Verdict for Boot!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Dick the Mechanic
There is a mechanic from Duluth,
He is great and friendly to boot.
He fixed my car and got it ready to sale,
It sold for $3,000 with no problem at all.
Dick even fixed my water pump while fixing my motor,
He knew what parts my car needed in fast order.
He was thorough and complete,
He even removed a jerry rigged speaker next to drivers seat.
He even works on old collector cars,
He is an expert mechanic by far.
So if you want your vehicle to be fixed at a fantastic price,
Call Dick, and if anything he will give you great advice.
(By Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011)
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Y - hole- 9+2=11
Lucky at this hole.
Watchout - they steal holes.
WHO-WHO-WHO
Not them - them.
Flowing sands-sands-sands and man.
Catch infinite vibes - MAN.
HOLES-HOLES-HOLES
Gone hole insane, hole insane - PAINS.
Peephole, porthole, volcano hole.
HOLES FOR SALE 'smart guy'.
HOLES FOR SALE 'smart guy'.
Sells nothing - makes money - SMART.
HOLES FOR SALE
LUCKY, , , bought a hole....SMART.
Donut holes-Bagel holes - *FOR SALE*.
Never thought about holes before.
LUCKY, , , at the, , , , ,11 hole.
LUCKY-LUCKY-LUCKY - 'knows'.
HOLES FOR SALE - {sale day}
SALE DAY - SALE DAY - SALE DAY
HOLES FOR SALE
2/27/2009 Joe Poewhit
JESUS SAVES
poem by Joe Poewhit
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