What I wanted was for everyone listening to understand that these things mattered - not necessarily for me, but in this particular forum they mattered in terms of whether of not we were getting a person who should sit on the Supreme Court.
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I said 'It can't go on' and he said 'No, it can't.' Honestly, I don't think I could have mattered less to him by then. But by then, nothing mattered to him.
quote by Maggie Smith
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So long, so much
You've carried then played me
for two years now
and I followed you for free
at you bidding, willing to bow
even though I was dropped
broken and shattered
I never stopped
knowing what mattered
what mattered was the song
that danced in your heart
which you portrayed through me for so long
but now you want a fresh start?
what will another bring you
a new sound and touch
what's wrong with me? what'd I do?
you can only love a guitar so long, so much
poem by Andrew Jones
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Our lawyers had their chat with the Supreme Court Justice, and promised to repast the chat to other members of the Supreme Court to find out whether they wanted to hear us out.
quote by Dashiell Hammett
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The Untold Story
You once told me your race
(Not if I really cared)
You once showed me the true color of your face
(Not if that mattered)
You are whom you want to be
You are the sheep, you are the bee.
You once told me who you were
Once you discovered what the dean did
You called the police supervisor
And filed a report, there you hid
Your true genealogy
You wanted to be conveniently
Different than the jerk
Because there was no perk
For you to win
What an egregious sin
What a sad hypocrite
You are the pit
The pit bull that lies
And the other one, the cat
That steals the pies
You are no different than the bat
Who behaved like a wise crow
At day time and at night time
Chased the house mouse like a deadly owl
I never knew you’d stoop so low
By perjuring yourself; you duly committed a crime
By lying; you are just like the scarecrow
The kleptomaniac, which filed the death certificate
To claim the benefits that no longer fit.
You once told me your race
(Not if I really cared)
I just wanted the black ace
(Because that truly mattered)
The white pearl, the black gold
The white gold and my story told.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Meladori magpie
And on her doorstep
I saw that I was blind
I'd forsaken
What was mine
What had mattered
Mattered little now
We had shattered
Apart somehow
Ooh
I can't help but stay the same
I remain true to my name
Time to get up
And take the long walk home
For the first time
I go alone
Do you remember
when we first met?
Chasing down the alleyways
behind my dad's
Ooh
I can't help but stay the same
I remain true to the name
Of lovers past
Good enough to lose
Good enough to choose you
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from The Aeroplane Flies High
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~ Only One Christmas Wish ~
If I had only one wish Christmas Eve
I'd wish for you the only one that I adore
And If this wish, I could receive
I'd never want for anymore
~~
Santa I know that you are listening
Make this wish for me come true
I'm only wishing for one thing
Is that too much to ask of you
~~
I don't need or want a lot of things
My Christmas list is very small
I need the joy that her love brings
Material things never mattered at all
~~
Make this one wish come true for me
I miss her so each minute she's away
I'll be waiting here for her so patiently
Please bring her home this Christmas day
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Baby, Baby, (Demo)
(Yeah! Al-right)
I met this girl
Out of this World
This girl's what Dreams are made of,
Don't push or shove now, (Oh Yeah)
She's like a rollercoaster
Hold your holster, She's not breaking down
And I'm goin' round, And she said...
Ooooo If the World Shattered,
Nothing Mattered, Yeah
Oh Baby, I'm coming Home
Yeah, If the World Shattered,
Nothing Mattered, Yeah
Oh Baby, Baby Come On!
OhhOhhOhhOhOhOhhh.. Oh Yeah
I tripped and breakdown,
There's no slipped
I head into My Drink now,
Open and swallow, (Oh Yeah)
I started drinking,
Thinking that I'm not that far from Breaking Down,
And I'm goin' Down, Cause she said...
Ooooo If the World Shattered,
Nothing Mattered, Yeah
Oh Baby, I'm coming Home
Yeah, If the World Shattered,
Nothing Mattered, Yeah
Oh Baby, Baby Come On!
(OooOooOooOoOoOoOooo), Yeah
Oh Baby, Baby Come On
(OooOooOooOoOoOoOooo), Alright
Yeah, Oh Baby, Baby Come On
OooOoo Yeah, Yeah Yeah
Alright.... YEAH!
And if the World Should Shatter,
Crack apart and split tomorrow,
Open and Swallow, (Oh Yeah)
(OooOooOooOoOoOoOooo)
Yeah, Oh Baby, Baby Come On
(OooOooOooOoOoOoOooo)
Yeah, Oh Baby, Baby Come On
OhhOhhOhhOhOhOhOhhh...
Oh Yeah,
Alright......
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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The Florida Supreme Court wanted all the legal votes to be counted. The United States Supreme Court, on the other hand, did not want all the votes to be counted.
quote by Vincent Bugliosi
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I loved that these two guys argued with each other as if movies actually mattered. Nobody I knew talked about movies that way, but Siskel and Ebert took each movie as it came and talked about whether it was a success on its own terms.
quote by Sarah Vowell
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Abortion Clinics May 13 2011
Are Canadians being replaced by those who believe?
That a holocaust of unborn babies is a way to achieve?
And subsequent population reduction will be great?
They even ensure that this subject is never up for debate.
Appointees in the Supreme Court are much higher than god,
With a hidden agenda and a politically correct nod,
Their Supreme Court decision on abortions proved one thing,
Death with dignity is out but abortion holocaust is in.
How does one get an appointment to the Supreme Court?
Is that question too delicate where women are allowed to abort?
But the Supreme Court made that law involving unborn baby deaths,
Babies before they had a chance to take their first breath.
May 13th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Entering the House
Enter your house when it is raining,
Use the chairs and everything, just use everything,
So that mixing with furniture is a pleasure,
May the household not mind, nor may the chief be unkind.
A little man has arrived one day on a sunny day,
A son of mine; he wears smiles and laughter, and many tears,
Life concerns him in its entirety, full is life,
For his own being is indisputable
Like the natural weather of the days of these years.
Called by his parents the eternal joy,
He mattered to them, he mattered to their heads and hearts,
Much like a perfect truth.
Entering your house is like leaving this world
And all its worries, for justice is about
Bettering the abode like cleaning the teeth.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The irony of the Supreme Court hearing on these cases last week and of the outright hostility that the Court has displayed against religion in recent years is that above the head of the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court is a concrete display of the Ten Commandments.
quote by Cliff Stearns
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A Wanted Person
You are a wanted person and,
You've stolen from many;
You are a wanted person and,
You thought you are rich from your theft.
The law is looking for you,
The people are tracking for you down,
But for how long will you hide from them?
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to sow a better seed than hate;
A wanted person is what you are,
So try to do the right thing than stealing;
One day the law will get to you.
You will be exposed one day,
You will be caught one day,
There and then you will know your mistakes;
A wanted person is what you are.
Like the nakedness of a chicken,
Likewise will your shame be;
You are a wanted person and,
The law is after you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hows The World Treating You?
(words & music by atkins - bryant)
Ive had nothing but sorrow
Since you said we were through
Theres no hope for tomorrow
Hows the world treating you?
Every sweet thing that mattered
Has been broken in two
All my dreams have been shattered
Hows the world treating you?
Got no plans for next sunday
Got no plans for today
Every day is blue monday
Every day youre away
Every sweet thing that mattered
Hows the world treating you?
And Im asking you darling
Hows the world treating you?
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Canadian Supreme Court Aug 24th,2012
CANADIAN SUPREME COURT Aug 24th,2012
By
James Bredin
Appointees from a very secret list who are up there near the gods,
Dressed like Santa Clause or bishops - they got the official nods,
The Canadian Supreme Court hangs out in big fancy places,
They are very important so you better recognize their faces.
They allowed a drug-addict Insite clinic in Vancouver town,
Despite the Federal Government's attempts to close it down,
Who runs this country - the government or the Supreme Court?
Elected politicians or appointees - who should we support?
They told very sick, facing death, Sue Rodriguez, where to go,
She had Lou Gehrig's disease and wanted to die; they said no,
And we can't change or even elect our prime minister by name,
And Quebec may have a referendum so we all should have the same.
We all need binding referendums and death with dignity soon,
Could the Supreme Court help us here - get out of our cocoon?
There's no doubt that a Quebec referendum could bring big change,
Maybe this could be a good thing if Stephen Harper could arrange.
Aug 24th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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The Girl I'm Starting To See
what do you see?
when you look at me?
i'll tell you what i see,
a girl who has accepted who she is,
a girl who just realize that giving up life,
is not going to change a D@mn thing,
no matter how much you want it,
to change everything,
it just made me realize more,
that life has more to offer than meet the eye,
would you agree?
you just can't give up when life gets hard,
if that the case,
we all won't have a chance to become something,
to live out our dreams,
we have people who remind us,
how special we are,
but, we let negative thoughts cloud out judgement,
when we need to push through,
and see all that we can be,
cause i no longer want to be,
somebody who given up,
just because life gotten hard,
i want to be that role model and leader,
i always knew i can be,
cause in the end,
that's the girl i do see,
a girl who want to change for the good,
the place she at now,
is nowhere near where she wants to be,
she tired of playing games, ,
tired of trying to get people to understand her,
cuz the only person it should of mattered to..is me,
along the way,
i forgot who was important,
i forgot who i was and who i wanted to be,
but, that's okay,
along the way,
we all have to make mistakes to learn,
otherwise, we won't know,
who we really are,
cause this is the girl i'm starting to see.
6-11-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Marilyn Monroe.
A tragic angel of sex,
A seductive child woman,
A legendary Love Goddess,
A blonde, a beauty persona,
A voice as much voluptuous,
You, Marilyn Monroe,
As betrayed by those who mattered you,
And ill-loved by those who you mattered,
Having taken over doze of sleeping pills,
In 1962, a fateful year of sex hunters,
At the most ripe age of six and thirty,
Over the failure of much cherished
Marital bond with Robert Kennedy,
Had left us high and dry as sex starved.
From a poor soil and from a broken home,
You came out as an illegitimate child.
You were not to die as an invalid.
You found that your body was an asset,
With which you wanted to bet the world,
With which you wanted to take revenge
On all men, low and high, who fell by.
You had slept with many,
Even for a paltry sum.
You sold yourself for your need and growth,
Never for lust. You are not a man hunter.
You were deserted by three husbands.
You were belied by Robert Kennedy.
He wanted your body, not the soul.
You purred every one to lust you and burst
You used sex as a powerful weapon
To fight with and to beat with,
For the rise to the pedestal, so as to love from.
You sought love nowhere.
You lost it everywhere.
Love hungry and name hungry,
You were too fast to find love anywhere.
You had tuned up for men atop.
Had you turned down to fans below,
You could have got fountain of love.
I take pity for your sad death.
The solace is that I had my youth
Before you had had your last breath.
Your erotic profile still is in my memory.
A woman of sacrifice is Marilyn Monroe.
01.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spanky Sundays
What did you do in your spanky sundays
beneath my nothing makes sense
and my everything does
What your thoughts were wondering at
when i was thinking of the biggest frame
what did you tell her about me
when she wanted to be the one
did you think that i cared
did you think that it mattered
did you think that i never knew
about your spanky sundays
poem by Erika Conti
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When I was growing up, so many of the important changes for African-Americans were being made in the United States Supreme Court and were being made by lawyers. I followed the court very intensely and wanted to do that for my life.
quote by Leah Ward Sears
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INJECTION SITES 5 May 22 2011
There is a strong possibility that we have gone mentally ill,
Extreme Supreme Court decisions show that we’re going downhill,
An activist group wants drug injection sites everywhere, here and there,
They call it harm reduction for drug addicts, they pompously declare.
The appointed Supreme Court imposed abortion sites years ago,
They may do the same thing with injection sites as we kowtow,
We will have to respect these drug addicts as they come and go,
As they buy their illegal drugs from drug dealers all in a row.
The same appointed Supreme Court gave a holocaust of unborn,
Where those who are involved never show feelings, cry or mourn,
Graphic examples why Supreme Court judges should be elected,
Then maybe the many unborn babies might be protected.
May 22nd 2011
poem by James Bredin
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