When archaeologists discover the missing arms of Venus de Milo, they will find she was wearing boxing gloves.
quote by John Barrymore
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To a Lady Seen From the Train
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
poem by Frances Darwin Cornford
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I like boxing movies. One of the hardest things for me to watch as far as boxing films, is the boxing. The actual boxing usually sucks.
The song Venus de Milo, the whole subject of it is Love is a drug.
quote by Tom Verlaine
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Historians and archaeologists will one day discover that the ads of our time are the richest and most faithful reflections that any society ever made of its entire range of activities.
quote by Marshall McLuhan
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Adding sound to movies would be like putting lipstick on the Venus de Milo.
quote by Mary Pickford
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Boxing was not something I truly enjoyed. Like a lot of things in life, when you put the gloves on, it's better to give than to receive.
quote by Sugar Ray Leonard
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As a West Side kid fooling around with boxing gloves, I had been, for some reason of temperament, more interested in dodging a blow than in striking one.
quote by Gene Tunney
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People say it's a movie about boxing, but... I don't agree at all. I don't think it's a movie about boxing. Boxing is like a platform. It's just a stage where this is played out.
quote by Morgan Freeman
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Islet The Dachs
Our Islet out of Helgoland, dismissed
From his quaint tenement, quits hates and loves.
There lived with us a wagging humourist
In that hound's arch dwarf-legged on boxing-gloves.
poem by George Meredith
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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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Kid Gloves
Shes wearing kid gloves
Will handle me carefully
Cause Ive got a history, cracked up and fragile
And bound to break easy
And if she could talk to me
What good would it do me
Its no secret where Ive been and I have worn so thin
And she can see through me
Chorus 1:
I dont believe a word of it
Cant come around to her now that Ive heard of it
Now that her soft touch is gone
Shes got her kid gloves on
Here is what Ive found
New york just gets me down
When the going got tough, I got a bus ticket
Back to my home town
And all the way I dreamed
Flesh wrapped in velveteen
And the road wrapped around me, the long lonely highway
Gulped down by a greyhound
(chorus 1)
Chorus 2:
I dont believe a word of it
Cant come around to her now that Ive heard of it
Wont come around cause Ill only get hurt and it
Now that her soft touch is gone
How could she ever go on
Without her kid gloves on
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Would You Like Orange Juice With That?
Flies ZOOM across the room,
Then with one sneaky snap,
The flies become breakfast
For the Venus flytrap!
YO! The Venus flytrap!
YO! The Venus flytrap!
Another fly must die
And flap its final flap,
Blood and guts for breakfast
For the Venus flytrap!
YO! The Venus flytrap!
YO! The Venus flytrap!
Eats a piece of Fly-Pie
And then he takes a nap!
A nap after breakfast
For the Venus flytrap!
Snappin’ and clappin’
With a ZING and a ZAP!
Flappin’ and nappin’
And yappin’ as we tap
a-rap-rap-rappin’...
YO! The Venus flytrap!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre
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Where Do I Go To Start All Over
(wade hayes/chick rains)
I drove around last night, and tried with all my might
To leave the past behind, cause you stayed on my mind
So i stopped for a drink, i never stopped to think
That it wouldn't work, it just made it worse
So i came on back home, i hadn't changed a thing
And sat here all alone, missing you and wondering
Where do i go to start all over
From your memory
Where do i go to start all over
When in your arms is where i won't be
I'd take some things and leave, if the change of scenery
Would do me any good, like i know it should
I'd still be missing you, what goods a different view
To a broken heart, we'd still be apart
Someday i'll find the answer, to this mystery
But tonight the same old question, just keeps on haunting me
Where do i go to start all over
From your memory
Where do i go to start all over
When in your arms is where i won't be
Where do i go to start all over
When in your arms is where i won't be
song performed by by Wade Hayes
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My Arms Keep Missing You
You know Ive been so lonely every night
Since you went away
Would you let me down any night
Is that the way youre made girl
I keep telling myself its all right
Even though I cry
Theres no question why
How could I be happy when
My arms keep missing you
Whos been kissing you
Since you went away
My arms keep missing you
I keep wishing youll
Come back today
You said you wouldnt hurt me anyway
And I believe in you
We said we trust each other every day
Wed never be untrue
But I keep thinking youre telling lies
Even though I try
Theres no question why
How can I be happy when
My arms keep missing you
Whos been kissing you
Since you went away
My arms keep missing you
I keep wishing youll
Come back today
You know Ive been so lonely every night
Since you went away
Would you let me down any night
cos thats the way you make girl
I keep telling myself its all right
Even though I cry
Theres no question why
How could I be happy when
My arms keep missing you
Whos been kissing you
Since you went away
My arms keep missing you
I keep wishing youll
Come back today
[repeat / fade]
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Fantastic Tool to Use
I have long been in and out,
Of the boxing ring.
My kid leather gloves,
Have been starched and propped...
And on display as reminders.
The next time I am offended...
I use my mind instead.
Like a thunderbolt,
To get my point across.
And it works!
Leaving me to be at peace.
And still to be about my business.
The mind can be a fantastic tool to use.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When future archaeologists dig up the remains of California, they're going to find all of those gyms their scary-looking gym equipment, and they're going to assume that we were a culture obsessed with torture.
quote by Doug Coupland
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This Empty School of Mine
I go to school
Every day
Always feeling
There's something missing.
I walk through the halls
Always looking
For the one thing
That I cannot find.
I have had this feeling
That there is a
Small part of me
That is still missing from me.
I know I must find it
For it is my goal
To find my missing piece
In this empty school of mine.
poem by Dark Guardian
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Missing
Woke up this morning, there was a chill in the air
Went to the kitchen, my cigarettes were lying there
Jacket hung on the chair, the way I left it last night
Everything was in place, everything seemed alright
But you were missing, missing missing..
Last night I dreamed the sky went black
You were drifting down, couldnt get back
Lost in trouble, so far from home
I reached for you, my arms were like stone
Oh, but you were missing, missing... missing
Searched for something to explain
In the whispering rain and the trembling *(? )*
Tell me baby, where did you go
You were here just a moment ago
At nights I still hear your footsteps fall
I can hear your voice moving down the hall
Drifting through the bedroom
I lie awake but I dont move
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Youre Missing
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mamas in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But youre missing
Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, but youre not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But youre missing
Pictures on the nightstand, tvs on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But youre missing, when I shut out the lights
Youre missing, when I close my eyes
Youre missing, when I see the sun rise
Youre missing
Children are asking if its alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls I got
Too much room in my bed, to many phone calls
Hows everything, everything?
Everything, everything
Youre missing, youre missing
Gods drifting in heaven, devils in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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See, I respect boxing because it has given me so much and that's why I will never allow anyone to mistreat the sport of boxing if I can help it.
quote by Alexis Arguello
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