Wives are young men's mistresses, companions for middle age, and old men's nurses.
quote by Francis Bacon
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The mistress
Mistresses save men from bad marriages.
Mistresses break marriages that are smooth.
However, the word mistress still suggests
A sleazy liaison devoid of respect.
To have mistress stems from carnal desire.
A triumph or extravaganza can induce.
Desire to conquer a new territory
That lets them sow wild oats there, rules in men.
Mistress is branded as other woman
And is hated by all other women,
However worth she is or however
Beneficial her connection is.
However, the society gives lineage
To the mistress who is popular or
Whose custodian is all powerful,
And hails their relationship, dumping wives.
Affluent mistresses aren’t branded
As a man stealer or a home wrecker.
Rather, their power of being a temptress
Gathers more charm and wipe out wives’ presence.
03.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Say Goodbye when your Chum is Married
Now this is a rhyme that might well be carried
Gummed in your hat till the end of things:
Say Good-bye when your chum is married;
Say Good-bye while the church-bell rings;
Say Good-bye—if you ask why must you,
’Tis for the sake of old friendship true,
For as sure as death will his wife distrust you
And lead him on to suspect you, too.
Say Good-bye, though he be a brother,
Seek him not when you’re married, too—
Things that you never would tell each other
The wives will carry as young wives do.
Say Good-bye ere their tongues shall strangle
The friendship pledged ere the lights grew dim,
For, as sure as death, will those young wives wrangle,
And drag you into it, you and him.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Nurses- hard to tempt
As men to pimps
Are we to nurses, they are immune to touch
Of men or vice versa.
But there is a difference.
Nurse can sense her husband’s touch
Unlike pimps,
Like a mother hearing her child amidst noise.
Men, take it for granted,
Nurses can be trusted
To be wife more than a home-in wife,
As nurses are men proof.
30.05.2001, Berh
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wives Are in Demand
Widows are jealous of wives.
Concubines are jealous of wives.
Bachelors seek for wives.
Husbands trust on wives.
(30.04.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nurses are an integral component of the health care system, and it is important that we recognize the over 2.7 million registered nurses for the significant work that they do.
quote by Nathan Deal
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Lets Hear It For Women
Lets hear it for women a huge hip hooray
They are the unsung heroines of today
We need them as leaders to educate men
With wise women as leaders less wars for to win
At the hands of men they have suffered for years
Lets hear it for women for the young and old dears
With wise women as leaders the World would stand to gain
Lets hear it for women i say it again,
To the women of the World my toasting glass i raise
Since tis time we did sing their overdue praise
For centuries and centuries by men they've been kept down
Make way for the women tis their turn for renown,
The mistresses, the spinsters, the mother and wives
Tis about time we celebrated their lives.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Self-willed Hero
We heard that you are rushing to marry
STOP a while - to listen to our bad story
Too late, that our advice won't catch and carry
all set and ready, you seem to be madly in a hurry
We are already battle-slain and are in a quandary
Beaten, twisted and squeezed just in a laundry
our finer originality lay abandoned at the boundary
we stay reduced merely as our mistresses sentry
we, husbands, are the dignified bonded-labourers
dressed up asses without passions or valour
wicked wives and their wretched ways
you have to be henpecked to buy sex and peace
you are too young and look very handsome
pushed to this ring on a paltry ransom
to try your head inside a big lion's jaw
lion is merciful, but she tramps you under her paw
Adventurous moves.....but disappointing returns
we are quite sure that one day you would join hands with us
again, to shout at a fresher..NOT TO MARRY....
none heeds....it is their funeral, we are very sorry.
poem by Santhana Louis
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Men aren’t safe
Men desire women save their wives.
Men provide all they have for wives
So that with them they would remain.
Men aren’t safe with wives charming.
13.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How can anybody hate nurses? Nobody hates nurses. The only time you hate a nurse is when they're giving you an enema.
quote by Warren Beatty
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There are two barriers that often prevent communication between the young and their elders. The first is middle-aged forgetfulness of the fact that they themselves are no longer young. The second is youthful ignorance of the fact that the middle aged are still alive.
quote by Jessamyn West
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For too long nurses have been undervalued, restricted in what they could do, with too few career opportunities in clinical practice. For far too long, nurses have endured a pay system that has held them back - both professionally as well as financially.
quote by John Hutton
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Dr.Rosin
shoves my belly
gently
a stethoscope
harmlessly
a invisible golf club
in his hands
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
baked fish
carrots and peas
apple juice
boiled chicken
feeds me up
regularly
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
sends me a nurse
in midnight
to take my blood
in hindsight
to take my flood
like a vampire
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
chats with nurses
a cup in a hand
sipps on the cup
chats with nurses
chats with nurses
patts my arm
Dr.Rosin
just asks me how I feel
poem by Istrat Gato
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Forever Saying Goodbye
we are forever saying goodbye
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye let me repeat
the child who has grown into a young man
would remain a fond memory, like how we remember
a childhood friend who was always at our side
the young man who has matured into the middle aged
will remember him as someone who have looked
for so many things in thirty years only to get
only some things; a trail of disappointments to
spice up his memory as he bade the young man goodbye
the middle aged suddenly discovers that he
is not as young anymore, his eyes, his legs,
his hair, his stamina have all started to nag to him
that they are not as before, taking duties
promptly and without shortcoming; they have
all taken a turn for the the middle aged
who will soon teach his children happiness is the
best medicine of all and that life should be
focussed on finding that without hurting anyone
the octogenarian takes over the the steps
of the middled age and they have slowed
so much sometimes he cannot even do it
without the help of someone or a stick
the octogenarian who will tell us that a life
of charity is better than one lived alone;
an all important lesson from the silver haired who will
soon bid goodbye to himself, the world and us all
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Middle Of No Where
Walking around
Lost
Confused
Where are we
Why are we here
Are we lost?
Lost in hopelessness
We’re in the
Middle of No Where
Walking the lonely path
Walking in the darkness
No light to guide us
No hope of making it
We’re in the
Middle of No Where
We need u to guide us
We need u to lead us
We need u to show us the way
Help us god
Please
We are in the
Middle of No Where
In our life
In are journey
In the walk back to you
Shine your light on us
Please
We’re lost
We’re lonely
We need your love
We’re stuck in the
Middle of No Where
poem by Keith Young
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In The Middle
IN THE MIDDLE
In the middle of the unending darkness that stretches on beyond forever
In the middle of the vast nowhere whose name has no shadow and no space
In the middle of all the generations whose anonymous past will be complemented by their overextended futures,
In the middle of the mass of nameless mankind featureless
In the middle of all that is and ever has been
In the middle of what was and will be always forever not
In the middle
In one small moment whose end is unpredictable
While the light still shines on the green green world
And the love and joy in the faces and hearts we care for still breathe
In the middle of the moment before consciousness is lost forever
Somewhere nowhere who knows where how
In the middle of all we are and will never be now
In the now of this life
I write these lines for all of us
Passing dreams
Beautiful great souls
True human beings
Better than me and you
And only me and you
For all of us
In the middle
Before the lights go out
And the endless darkness
Is silence and breathlessness
And nothing whatever real
We can feel or be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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International Nurses’ Day,2009
Long time ago, a Nightingale
In human form, from Florence town,
Had rent the air, with tunes of joy,
Comfort and hope and painfree days,
For ailing souls and suffering ones,
And those about to die!
Known as the ‘Lady with the Lamp’,
She went across from bed to bed,
In hospitals and zones of war,
To heal the sick and bandage wounds,
From dawn to dusk and through the night,
With smiling face that made all bright!
The Founder of the nursing stock,
Had left her hundreds of her flock,
To render loving care for all
Diseased and sick, in throes of death,
Awaiting exit from this earth,
To where, suffering has no birth!
May nurses all, follow her call,
To render service globally,
To patients distressed by disease,
In times of war and times of peace,
And make the earth a paradise,
For just a paltry price!
The world can’t go on sans nurses!
The profession must noble stay;
And bestow love that patients need,
By selfless service, without greed.
Greetings to nurses on this day!
Let fame and fortune come your way;
All doctors join me, just to say,
‘A Truly, Happy Nurses’ Day! ’
Fondly dedicated to all nurses,
By the Dean, IRT PMC, Perundurai.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-12-2009
poem by John Celes
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Europe to me is young people trying to appear middle-aged and middle-aged people trying to appear young.
quote by Mike Myers
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Testify
Come a little closer it's a feeling that I can't deny
I was weak, but I never thought I'd speak about the darker side
Is that a ten? I could repent on the side of the road
But, I kept on going yeah I headed for another load
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
I was laid upon the grave by a preacher's hand I cannot lie
And, I forsake many vows I made to be with you tonight
Could you be the salvation cause I never felt like this before
And, could you lend me your hand because I'm falling back on the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
On a road outside of nowhere, in the middle of the night
Well I guess I hit rock bottom and the dawn was not in sight
And a Tempest made of fire, onset the sky aglow
And a sweet young thing called out my name
And this is how it goes, she says...
Choir:
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf: And I got down on my knees
Choir :"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
"Go boy, can you hear them?
Are you falling through the cracks in your eyes?"
Meatloaf (over the top of the choirs last two repititions):
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Meatloaf:
Every cut that heals reveals a scar that you can never hope to hide
All the pain that you restrain keeps building up deep inside
If you think you're above it then it's you my friend that I implore
You've got to talk before you run
See the night before the dawn
Before you pull yourself off the floor
I get up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Choir Singer: Up from the ground yeah, I testify
Meatloaf & Choir:
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground and I'm falling back down
Up from the ground and I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
Up from the ground in the middle of the morning
Up from the ground in the middle of the evening
Up from the ground in the middle of the night
Oh, I testify
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Read Your Bible Again
Mongamy or polygamy,
One, two, twenty or more wives!
There are bo scriptural verses that say having another wife is sin;
So read your Bible again.
Almost all the Great Men spoken about in the Bible had many wives,
And no direct speech from any verse spoke against them;
But only the Creator knows why it is so.
Whether you have a wife or many wives,
I am not against you either;
For the truth is always in the Scriptures!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Man In The Middle
Did you see that man in the limousine
With a pretty blond, he is fifty and the girls only seventeen
But she doesnt care, and she never will
If hes ninety-five she dont give a damn
Just as long as he pays the bill
Did you see that man with a fat cigar
He just left his lunch with a belly full of lobster and caviar
He can choose the wine from a vintage year
He can drink champagne in his limousine
While the rest of us drink a beer
cause hes the man in the middle, never second fiddle
Just like a spider in a cobweb
Hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross
cause hes the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle
Hes never bothered by his conscience
Deals with the devil, cause he wants to be
Man in the middle, the middle, the middle
In the middle (in the middle, in the middle...)
But you see that man made a big mistake
Even though hes got all his servants and a mansion beside a lake
And the money too, all that he can spend
He can buy the most, nearly anything
But he cant buy an honest friend
cause hes the man in the middle, never second fiddle
Just like a spider in a cobweb
Hard as a hammer, not the kind of boss you double-cross
cause hes the man in the middle, knows the way to diddle
Hes never bothered by his conscience
Deals with the devil, cause he wants to be
Man in the middle, the middle, the middle
In the middle (in the middle, in the middle...)
song performed by by ABBA
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