No person is ever good for much, that hasn't been swept off their feet by enthusiasm between ages twenty and thirty.
quote by James Anthony Froude
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When I Grow Up
When i grow up to be a man
Will i dig the same things that turn me on as a kid?
Will i look back and say that i wish i hadn't done what i did?
Will i joke around and still dig those sounds
When i grow up to be a man?
Will i look for the same things in a woman that i dig in a girl?
(fourteen fifteen)
Will i settle down fast or will i first wanna travel the world?
(sixteen seventeen)
Now i'm young and free, but how will it be
When i grow up to be a man?
Oooooo ooooooo oooooooo
Will my kids be proud or think their old man is really a square?
(eighteen nineteen)
When they're out having fun yeah, will i still wanna have my share?
(twenty twenty-one)
Will i love my wife for the rest of my life
When i grow up to be a man?
What will i be when i grow up to be a man?
(twenty-two twenty-three)
Won't last forever
(twenty-four twenty-five)
It's kind of sad
(twenty-six twenty-seven)
Won't last forever
(twenty-eight twenty-nine)
It's kind of sad
(thirty thirty-one)
Won't last forever
(thirty-two...)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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When I Grew Up
When I grow up to be a man
Will I dig the same things that turn me on as a kid?
Will I look back and say that I wish I hadnt done what I did?
Will I joke around and still dig those sounds
When I grow up to be a man?
Will I look for the same things in a woman that I dig in a girl?
(fourteen fifteen)
Will I settle down fast or will I first wanna travel the world?
(sixteen seventeen)
Now Im young and free, but how will it be
When I grow up to be a man?
Oooooo ooooooo oooooooo
Will my kids be proud or think their old man is really a square?
(eighteen nineteen)
When theyre out having fun yeah, will I still wanna have my share?
(twenty twenty-one)
Will I love my wife for the rest of my life
When I grow up to be a man?
What will I be when I grow up to be a man?
(twenty-two twenty-three)
Wont last forever
(twenty-four twenty-five)
Its kind of sad
(twenty-six twenty-seven)
Wont last forever
(twenty-eight twenty-nine)
Its kind of sad
(thirty thirty-one)
Wont last forever
(thirty-two...)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The whole mystery of temptation is to have sins suggested to us, and to be swept after them by a sudden enthusiasm, which sometimes feels as strong as the Spirit of God ever made in us the enthusiasm for virtue.
quote by George A. Smith
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Ten Grey hairs and a silver one
I discovered my first grey hair
when I was Seventeen years old
It had to do with broken up my first relationship
I discovered my second grey hair
when I was Twenty years old
It had to do with the quarrels at home
I discovered my third grey hair
when I was Twenty-one years old
It had to do with searching for work
I discovered my fourth grey hair
when I was Twenty-three years old
It had to do with loosing my job
I discovered my fifth grey hair
when I was Twenty-five years old
It had to do with giving up my unborn child
I discovered my sixth grey hair
When I was Twenty-eight years old
It had to do with opening my pub
I discovered my seventh grey hair
When I was thirty years old
It had to do with giving birth to my daughter
I discovered my eight grey hair
When I was thirty –two years old
It had to do with the first day at the kinder garden school
I discovered my ninth grey hair
When I was thirty-four years old
It had to do with to find out that some thing was missing
I discovered my tenth grey hair
When I was thirty-five years old
It had to do with the fights between my sisters and mum
My one Silver hair I discovered lately
Has to do with you
Because I miss you so hard …
poem by Pascale Ost
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There is a difference between twenty-nine and thirty. When you are twenty-nine it can be the beginning of everything. When you are thirty it can be the end of everything.
quote by Gertrude Stein
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The Date Of Christmas DaY
The Date Of Christmas DaY
A.D.Four plus thirty-three= A.D.Thirty-seven.
The millineum year Two Thousand Thirty Seven has not yet occured.
Inn mye humble opinion never will it ever bee.
Iff Christ was born in September Thirty-Seven,
we should have Christmas on September Three.
December TwentY-fifth is the dead works day of druids.
They still dance the maypole day in May.
May ONE could be the birthday of GODS son.
The time is tricky anyway after more than a few years.
Everything gets blurry after way too many beers.
The moral of this story just accept that it was done.
This Christmas try to worship on December Twenty-One.
Drink less eggnogg and have more FUN.
On this millineum day in Nineteen Fifty-Four;
Eye was not yet one year Young.
poem by Charles Hice
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My Twenty Lines
I just read this poem about using just twenty lines,
and it brought these words to my mind.
Who are they to tell us how many lines we should use to speak?
This is America where we have a law known as freedom of speech.
Just twenty lines tell you something about my life in words.
To me that seem completely absurd.
My life is much more than just twenty lines.
Hell I am thirty nine.
And if they except me to sum up thirty nine years in twenty lines
They are complete outside their minds.
How am I suppose to tell you how I nearly died when I was child?
Or how my mother harsh words took away my smile:
In just twenty lines?
Like I said they must be out of their minds.
I guest I can do if I shorten my life.
I don't have to talk about how much I love my future wife.
But her love is the inspiration for a lot of my poems.
So to not talk about her would be wrong.
I have a lot more to say but I'm out of time.
I reach my limit of my twenty lines.
There's a focus that hasn't been there for ages and ages and some American bands are sounding quite English like they did in the late 70s and early 80s.
quote by Graham Coxon
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From twenty to thirty, neither pulling nor pushing, from thirty on up a woman is of no further use.
There are some with thirty, some with thirty-one, with twenty-eight there is but one.
Sweet, Sweet Diva
After more than thirty harvests, you have remained the same
Woman that I always cared for
And the one that I love
With the full strength of my soul.
Sweet, Sweet Mama, Mayflower
You possess the ultimate beauty and the tenderness
Of the exquisite wild roses
That explains why throughout the ages
You have safeguarded your sweetness and your wisdom.
Flower of eternal spring
You are the Angel who has kept
Your coolness and your youth. Time
Has frozen your image in my heart
You are my virgin and my happiness.
After more than thirty springs, you are the same
Person that I unequivocally loved
And who loves me
When the leaves fall in autumn
And when it snows in winter.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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To Mrs. Thrale on Her Completing Her Thirty-fifth Year
Oft in danger, yet alive,
We are come to thirty-five;
Long may better years arrive,
Better years than thirty-five.
Could philosophers contrive
Life to stop at thirty-five,
Time his hours should never drive
O'er the bounds of thirty-five
High to soar, and deep to dive,
Nature gives at thirty-five.
Ladies, stop and tend your hive,
Trifle not at thirty-five;
For, howe'er we boast and strive,
Life declines from thirty-five:
He that ever hopes to thrive
Must begin by thirty-five:
And all who wisely wish to wive
Must look on Thrale at thirty-five.
poem by Samuel Johnson
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No Neck-Tie Party
A prisoner speaks:
Majority of twenty-three,
I face the Judge with joy and glee;
For am I not a lucky chap -
No more hanging, no more cap;
A "lifer," yes, but well I know
In fifteen years they'll let me go;
For I'll be pious in my prison,
Sing with gusto: Christ Is Risen;
Serve the hymn-books out on Sunday,
Sweep the chapel clean on Monday:
Such a model lag I'll be
In fifteen years they'll set me free.
Majority of twenty three,
You've helped me cheat the gallows tree.
I'm twenty now, at thirty-five
How I will laugh to be alive!
To leap into the world again
And bless the fools miscalled "humane,"
Who say the gibbet's wrong and so
At thirty-five they let me go,
Tat I may sail the across the sea
A killer unsuspect and free,
To change my name, to darkly thrive
By hook or crook at thirty-five.
O silent dark and beastly wood
Where with my bloodied hands I stood!
O piteous child I raped and slew!
Had she been yours, would you and you
Have pardoned me and set me free,
Majority of twenty-three?
Yet by your solemn vote you willed
I shall not die though I have killed;
Although I did no mercy show,
In mercy you will let me go. . . .
That he who kills and does not pay
May live to kill another day.
*By a majority of twenty-three the House of Commons
voted the abolition of the death penalty.
poem by Robert William Service
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I won twenty-eight games in thirty-five and I couldn't believe my eyes when the Cards sent me a contract with a cut in salary. Mr Rickey said I deserved a cut because I didn't win thirty games.
quote by Dizzy Dean
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Forever Hasn't Got Here Yet
Girl whatcha talkin' 'bout, I ain't believin' this
I ain't settlin' for none of this foolishness
We can't let a sure thing drown in a puddle of doubt
It's just some rocky road but we've got solid ground
It's just a little bump we can work around
We've got a lifetime ahead so don't go quittin' me now
Come on baby we're still together
This ain't as good as it's gonna get
I swore I'd love you 'til the end of forever
And forever hasn't got here yet
Does it matter girl who's really right or wrong
This ain't the kinda thing we should sleep on
I say we start it all over tonight with a kiss
So slide over here mamma, it's gonna be alright
Let's write it off as just another angry night
I like it better when we're makin' up like this
Come on baby we're still together
This ain't as good as it's gonna get
I swore I'd love you 'til the end of forever
And forever hasn't got here yet
Come on baby we're still together
This ain't as good as it's gonna get
I'll still love you 'til the end of forever
And forever hasn't got here yet
I'll still love you 'til the end of forever
And forever hasn't got here yet
No it hasn't got here yet
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Enthusiasm
One who is possessed by God,
Is known as a person with Enthusiasm;
He is at the threshold to the Lord,
And has with him no phantasm.
His mind is fresh as a rose,
And he is ever present in his work;
At it he is positive and close,
And desires to do things and not shirk.
He never acts in hurry and haste,
And on any person does bank;
He is prudent and doesn't waste,
His quest is to be high in rank.
He ever wishes to take in knowledge,
Wherein his charisma steadily increases;
With enthusiasm he gets enough courage,
And he doesn't deviate from his creases.
He is ever exuberant and passionate,
And tends to be upbeat and bubbly;
He never likes his job to procrastinate,
And completes things sans mishap, calmly.
In life he is always optimistic,
And is a positive personality;
He plans his work in a manner realistic,
Being vernal and fresh is his speciality.
Like a plant which is in the process of growth,
He drums up , before God, his enthusiasm;
And while he prays he takes in an oath,
Between him and God there should be no chasm.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Occupy MDP!
Occupy MDP!
that’s
mom’s and dad’s place -
you imbeciles!
Occupy
Mom’s and Dad’s place -
they’ve made too much money!
They’ve worked since
they were twenty
Looking after kids
and saving money –
being selfish
no charity!
just being plain greedy!
Occupy MDP!
Don’t you see?
Mom and Dad got too much money!
Look at me –
I’m twenty-eight
going on twenty-nine –
ain’t got a penny
ain’t got a honey
and Dad and Mom
got too much in the kitty
They put money in the bank!
Damn! Don’t you see?
Mom and Dad are capitalists!
Occupy MDP!
So Dad and Mom
thirty years
they worked
and raised kids
and they’ve paid every cent on the house!
Damn! Mom and Dad are capitalists!
Damn! – they’re bourgeoisie!
Occupy MDP!
Open their fridge– eat for free!
Watch TV, use their internet
and surf with glee –
Mom and Dad can pay every fee!
Cos they’re capitalists
and money pigs –
that’s what they are,
Mom and Dad
So Occupy MDP!
Lie in the couch
and get your friends
in the garden
and trample on the beds of flowers -
Damn! Can’t you see?
She goes to the hairdresser’s;
She goes to the pedicurist -
Mom’s a bourgeoisie!
Drive Dad’s car
while he snores
who cares if you burn the tiers
just drive at speed
for a good adrenalin police chase -
Old Dad will pay the fines anyway!
Damn – the police are capitalists!
Dad’s a capitalist!
Mum’s a bourgeoisie!
Come on - O youth of the World
It does not matter if you are past
twenty or thirty -
All youth unite at this cry:
Occupy MDP!
Occupy Mom’s and Dad’s!
O brave Youth of the World -
Occupy MDP!
poem by Raj Arumugam
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It is as well perhaps that this is not the first time I have been swept off my feet. In the days of my blessed youth there were such occasions; in what young person's life do they not occur?
quote by Knut Hamsun
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All Aboard
Come on pretty baby, dont play hide and seek with me.
Come on pretty baby, dont play hide and seek with me.
Aint nobody [? ] but you and me.
Said i, bye, diddly-iddly-i [? ]
Im gonna get really by[? ]
All aboard,
All aboard,
All aboard,
Catch me if [? ].
Said ten, twenty, twenty-five thirty,
Thirty-five forty, lordy, lordy, lordy,
All aboard,
All aboard,
All aboard,
Catch me if [? ].
Said ten, twenty, twenty-five thirty,
Thirty-five forty, lordy, lordy, lordy,
All aboard,
All aboard,
All aboard,
Catch me if [? ].
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Catch me if [? ].
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Gonna get me some tonight.
song performed by by Kinks
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Nah!
I thought I might begin by fillin you in--
In case you didnt already know
Ill never forget how you got up and left
In fact it was downright pretty low
There aint no way I wanna,
You know I aint gonna
Take you back, so dont even try
You can beg, you can plead--
You can sweat, you can bleed
Too bad I could care if you cry
Thats it! (thats all!) we had fun!
(we had a ball!)
It was good while it lasted--
But now Im past it
(it was sure!) it was sweet!
Sure you swept me off my feet
I miss you now and then,
But would I do it all again--nah--
[chorus:]
You wont find me
Naked and cold justa sittin
On the doctors table
Witin to be told justa why
Im no longer able
To feel my heart beatin--
Give me a good reason why!
I kinda went numb just around
About the time you told me
You were movin on, and you
Said that you were gonna phone me
Its been so long, and there
Aint nothin wrong with the line
Its too late to regret it,
But youre the one who said it
Were better off being apart
I hate to be a downer,
But dont bother comin round here
cause I wont have a change of heart
Thats it! (thats all!) we had fun!
(we had a ball!)
It was good while it lasted--
But now Im past it
(it was sure!) it was sweet!
Sure you swept me off my feet
I miss you now and then,
But would I do it again--nah--
[repeat chorus]
Nah...
Well, I hope you learned a lesson,
cause youll never be messin
With my head again the way that you did
It was never gonna work; you were
Too much of a jerk
Im finally fed up with it
Thats it! (thats all!) we had fun!
(we had a ball!)
It was good while it lasted--
But now Im past it
(it was sure!) it was sweet!
Sure you swept me off my feet
I miss you now and then,
But would I do it all again--nah--
[repeat chorus]
Nah...
song performed by by Shania Twain
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