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True enough, nature has endowed me with a fair measure of patience and composure, yet I should be lying if I told you that, having seen the reporter off on his way to make his deadline, I fell peacefully asleep.

quote by Leon Jouhaux
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Mr. Reporter

Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, mr. reporter,
I'll believe all that you put down.
I'll believe the sun is going up,
Even though it's going down.
Hey, mr. reporter,
Don't you twist my words around.
I'll kill you, i won't let you,
Distort my simple sound.
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?
Did your daddy stop you playing
With your friends when you were young?
And is that why you run down
All the young folks have their fun. [?]
The reason i am stupid,
Is because i read you every day.
You misquote all of the true things
Because they rub you the wrong way.
Hey, mr. reporter,
How 'bout talking about yourself?
Do you like what you're doing,
Or is it that you can do nothing else?

song performed by by Kinks
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Lying To The Moon

(written by matraca berg, ronnie samoset)
I watch the sun going down
While I stand on sacred ground
Where once the night found us
In the twilight of our love
You said youd meet me here
And Im all alone
You sounded so sincere
Did you lead me on
I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now Im lying to the moon
And so the night takes me in
Like a sympathetic friend
And sends the wind through the trees
So the willow weeps for me
The shadows fool my eyes
And I think I see you
Then they start to cry
Dont you know they believed you
I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now Im lying to the moon
I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now Im lying to the moon

song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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I would be lying if I said the journalism doesn't reflect my own choices as a reporter and a writer: what to say, what to emphasize, how to say it, what is true or untrue.

quote by David Simon
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Shiver

Shiver,
that's what it did to her
sitting naked
in that river,

wanting to get back
to nature, as her mother
has told her:
get back to as it was girl,

rid yourself
of all that filth,
all that vanity,
all that god darn

modern take on beauty.
Shiver,
that's what it did her
lying nude

on Bret's bed,
the soft white pillow
beneath her head,
just as her man

has told her:
be close to nature,
rid yourself
of modesty,

rid yourself
of the thin cloth
of morality,
make love to me

until the dawn shows,
he said, lying butt naked
with her on the broad bed.
Shiver,

that's what death's kiss
did to her
as she lay undressed,
dying, unloved, unblessed.

poem by Terry Collett
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Beauty composure,

Beauty composure,
Beauty composure,
Then there is beauty,
I see it with a breathe,

This is the hardship,
That without a Beauty then there is no Understanding,
See the simple Truth's,
That the composure was Unfeigned,
Let me see the understanding is not petty,
Ofcourse International,
Observing all Intellect's,
There is the level of a Beauty that composed life and love,
God is love and His love will never make us fail,
Either way,
Beauty composure is the Melodrama.

poem by Abdul Karim
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Animal Tranquillity and Decay

The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the roads, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression: every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought.--He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given,
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect that the young behold
With envy, what the Old Man hardly feels.

poem by William Wordsworth
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A Sketch

The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the road, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression; every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought. -He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect, that the young behold
With envy what the Old Man hardly feels.

poem by William Wordsworth
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Imagine

(spoken) oohh yeah...dark child...shola ama

imagine if i told you that i want you
and imagine if it all came true
tell me what would you do with me
would you tell me that you feel the same
imagine if i told you that i need you
would you say baby i need you too
no matter what you do i know
that you should be in love with me

sometimes i find myself locked in two
secret thoughts hoping they'd come true
sometimes at night i'd feel you lying next to me baby
but these are things that i could never tell you
i can't imagine what you would do
after all you are so far away from me...from me

sometimes it feels just like a fantasy
and i don't know what to do
coz it's always been like a dream to me
to find a love to true
but i know it's only make believe
when i'm picturing me and you
oh one day i know that you'll be
the one that makes my dreams come true

there's a feeling so deep inside
telling me we are meant to me
praying that some day you will come for me...for me
but til then i'm just daydreaming
thinking about the way things could be
but it don't matter
coz you're still so far from me...baby

how can you..be so far from me
how can i...be loving you endlessly
how can we...be so far out of reach
just not the way the way i hoped it would be

song performed by by Shola Ama
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Patience Rules

I am told that idea rules the world
The real ruler is patience
Patience owns the plannet
The child of patience is idea
Without patience idea is aborted

Patience rules the world
Patience is gradual and steady
Yet it always leads to victory
Although the snail has neither hand nor leg
Patiently its destinations are reached

Nothing can be attained without patience
It is with patience
That snake climbs coconut trees
An ant invested firewood
Is fetched vide patience

Patience is profitable
Whatever you desire in life
Let patience be your watchword
Only the patient can milk lionness
Kingship is attained through patience
Royal crown is perfectly fitted by it

Hurray! patience is the champion
Patience is it!

poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Peacefully Delight In Peace

Peacefully delight in peace

Peace be peacefully in peace,
Peacefully to peaceful
Peace seekers on peaceful
Peace missions, who in peaceful peace,
Peacefully ended up peace in peace
Peacefully,

Peacefully, peaceful Peace peacefully in peace is like a peacefully peaceful
Peace piece pinned at a peaceful
Peacefully pitch in Peace, Peered in Peace
Peacefully by every peacefully
Peaceful eye in the name of peace,
Peaceful Peace peacefully in peace peaceful is passed peacefully in Peace, peaceful from peacefully
Peaceful peace believers in peace peacefully to peaceful peace
Peaceful peace seekers,

Peacefully
Peace in peace be peacefully to peaceful
Peace believers of peace who in Peace peacefully peaceful delight in peaceful
Peace.
Peacefully in peaceful peace peacefully delight in peaceful peace peacefully for peace in peace.

poem by Iyamuremye Wilfred
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Innocence Asleep

A fair dark-eyed lassie was she,
Her thirteenth summer passed,
Who pursuing blue-eyed daisy,
Herself had over-tasked;
And fell asleep in the meadow,
Where the wildest flowers blow.
I read the dreams upon her face.
Through dimples in her cheek,
And smiles which trace the subtle grace
Of innocence asleep.

'I was dreaming,' she made reply,
A blush her whole physique,
When my kerchief fell upon the fly
That lit upon her cheek;
Hard by the laughing brooklet's sheen
Caught the poise of her face between,
Demurring pout and sly grimace,
Through her dishelved hair;
As she stood there an angel fair
With innocence awake.

poem by Samuel Alfred Beadle
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Still In Love With You

Visions haunt my memory
They hold on, hold on desperately
You and I were over long ago
Dont know why
My heart was last to know
Each time I find somebody new
Still in love with you
I know I been lying to myself
Baby, its you
You know Ill deny it
But know its true
Still in love with you
Wake up, crying in the night
These feelings Im feeling
Prove you right
You told me
No one could take your place
No matter how I try
I cant replace
One thing you said
I know its true
Chorus:
Still in love with you
I know Ive been lying to myself
Baby, its true
I dont want to believe it
But what can I do
Still in love with you
You and I were over long ago
Dont know why
My heart was last to know
Chorus
I know I been lying
Lying all along
Baby, its you
And I know Ill deny it
But know its true
Still in love with you
I know I been lying to myself
Baby, its you
Chorus

song performed by by Cher
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Just dreaming.....

The string unsealed itself,
the little stick-on flower fell.
The paper unwrapped around the box
that hung open now…..

The shop keeper's hand fell loose
and money slipped from hers to mine
as she retrieved the gift
I'd bought.

I reversed, drifting, floating
all the way down the street
along with all the other
plebs that night.

My house lights came on
as I backed into the hallway
and my make up slid off
as I regurgitated tea

that filled my teacup up
and as I dropped on to the bed
my clothes hung themselves in the wardrobe
and I fell asleep in the moonlight,

asleep per chance to dream

poem by Ruth Walters
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Sonnet: A Bit of Patience

A bit of patience works out miracles;
A bit of patience puts off arguments;
A bit of patience problems well tackles;
A bit of patience preserves monuments.

A bit of patience can avoid hatred;
A bit of patience cools one’s anger off;
A bit of patience marks well good kindred;
A bit of patience makes many to laugh.

A bit of patience keeps good friends at peace;
A bit of patience can avoid big wars;
A bit of patience can jealousy cease;
A bit of patience can avoid big scars.

A bit of patience gives good advantage;
A bit of patience is good heritage.

poem by John Celes
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Too Good 2 B True

I somehow already knew
That my family was just too good to be true
As for me when I first saw you I knew
That it was my destiny to love you
I use to wonder if it was because of you that she would stutter
I just assumed that it was because you were my father
Well one day she told me all these stories
That I found to be completely boring
We were all just a normal family
That I so badly wanted to be jolly
One day I realized that my family was getting better
But it was as I fell asleep later
To bad we only existed as I was happily sleeping
And when I was awake I spent all day weeping
Turns out we will never be more than just a tragedy
Because you are the one person that I believe is the least fatherly
We are a happy family but only when I’m sound asleep
I truly believe that no thanks to you, to a young woman I have leaped
So I’m here to tell you that I’m no longer tired
And as my father you are now completely fired! !

poem by Wendy Rodriguez
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Sonnet 56: Fie, School Of Patience

Fie, school of Patience, fie! your lesson is
Far, far too long to learn it without book:
What, a whole week without one piece of look,
And think I should not your large precepts miss?

When I might read those letters fair of bliss,
Which in her face teach virtue, I could brook
Somewhat thy leaden counsels, which I took
As of a friend that meant not much amiss:

But now that I, alas, do want her sight,
What, dost thou think that I can ever take
In thy cold stuff a phlegmatic delight?

No, Patience, if thou wilt my good, then make
Her come, and hear with patience my desire,
And then with patience bid me bear my fire.

poem by Philip Sidney
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With Patience Waiting

I am waiting.
With patience.
Because I have been told,
That's what one with patience does.

And as I sit with patience waiting,
I contemplate with a premeditation done...
Thinking if I lost my patience,
Who would know I had it to lose?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Measure Of Love sung to From Russia With Love

The measure of love, in truth, is this:
To treasure each sigh, close by, then kiss!
I've revelled each girl I yearn,
Just to discern
The measure of love!
Soft embraces, gazes...
In search for one true friend...
Let go... then watching love grow...
Then lips pressed tight, just right,
As if our two hearts said, 'Hello! '
Love prays this is so...
The measure is true in gentlemen...
Right out of the blue! So who knows when?
It's meant to astound you, too...
So you can view
The measure of love!

poem by Denis Martindale
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A Rainy Night In Soho

Here is one of the songs from the request list.
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Posted by Marshall Levin -- [email protected]
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Artist -> The Pogues
Title -> A Rainy Night In Soho
Album -> Poguetry In Motion
Release -> Warner YZ603CD 9031-75474-2
I've been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I've cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell
I took shelter from a shower
And I stepped into your arms
On a rainy night in Soho
The wind was whistling all its charms
I sang you all my sorrows
You told me all your joys
Whatever happened to that old song
To all those little girls and boys
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
But there's a light I hold before me
And you're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams
Sometimes I wake up in the morning
The gingerlady by my bed
Covered in a cloak of silence
I hear you talking in my head
I'm not singing for the future
I'm not dreaming of the past
I'm not talking of the fist time
I never think about the last
Now the song is nearly over
We may never find out what it means
Still there's a light I hold before me
You're the measure of my dreams
The measure of my dreams
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song performed by by Pogues
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Sleeping on Horseback

We had rode long and were still far from the inn;
My eyes grew dim; for a moment I fell asleep.
Under my right arm the whip still dangled;
In my left hand the reins for an instant slackened.
Suddenly I woke and turned to question my groom:
'We have gone a hundred paces since you fell asleep.'
Body and spirit for a while had exchanged place;
Swift and slow had turned to their contraries.
For these few steps that my horse had carried me
Had taken in my dream countless aeons of time!
True indeed is that saying of Wise Men
'A hundred years are but a moment of sleep.'

poem by Bai Juyi
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