No one invited you to this business. You invited yourself.
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I had been in a film, playing a young British aristocrat. My wife told me that she was invited to a dinner and she invited me to dinner and the hostess had seen me and said, 'You cannot bring him.' but I think that I've done enough to shatter the image.
quote by Michael York
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Mid-Life Krysis
Memories fill your harbour
History to be made
Jealousy in the cupboard
You with me to the grave
Mid-life krysis
You invited everyone
You can't win
You can't wake from this nightmare
Every day is like a movie
Third world war on the rise
Don't take it in the city
Making love to get high
Mid-life krysis
You invited everyone
You can't win
You can't wake from this nightmare
I waste my time I waste my
Don't waste my time don't waste my
I waste my time I waste my
Don't waste my time don't waste my
Energy
Say you're in love with me
Save yourself
Maybe then
You'll have some children
Maybe you'll have none
Mid-life krysis
You invited everyone
You can't win
You can't wake from this nightmare
And you invited everyone
You can't win
You can't wake from this nightmare
song performed by by Travis
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Business goes where it is invited and stays where it is well treated.
Kennedy invited us into the White House-the first time in the history of the White House picketers had been invited inside. This made front page headlines.
quote by Peter Coyote
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Our Mindsets Are On Two Different Ships
Relationships based upon the masquerading of images...
Are not invited for private meetings,
Within the comfort of my home.
People who condone those types of affairs,
I don't criticize at all.
What is mine is not theirs to share.
And mutually I don't see why the other would care.
Our mindsets are on two different ships.
Relationships based upon the masquerading of images...
Are not invited for private meetings,
Within the comfort of my home.
No one is invited to come into my home,
To play hide and seek.
Or guess what I'm thinking next!
If the conversation is not open and free...
I don't extend understandings.
Get up and leave,
That's my policy!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Self-rewarding Pat On the Backs
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
And sit relaxed...
Like,
Fat cats!
Shoveled away,
Is the scent of manure.
People who endured it,
Reached and sought for better days.
Some folks who stayed,
Pray on wounded knees.
Hoping that the sky will open,
To release,
Gold trimmed silver trinkets as they please.
And some sneeze from the gold dust rubbed.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
Hoping that the sky will open,
To release,
Gold trimmed silver trinkets as they please.
And some sneeze from the gold dust rubbed.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
And from the eyes of those,
That have been overdosed...
A fading influence,
Is protected from ruin.
With,
Excited.
Invited.
Self-rewarding,
Pat on the backs.
Excited.
Invited.
Self-reward ing,
Pat on the backs.
Pat on the backs,
Like relaxed fat cats!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Moved On
I’m now living with this woman
and she thinks I am her man.
The fact is I really detest her,
but I’m doing the best I can.
I didn’t actually marry her,
her husband invited me in.
Invited, isn’t exactly the truth,
I took his body from him.
At the moment I’m stuck with her;
without doubt my biggest mistake,
and if I now leave his body
it’ll be left in a lifeless state.
I’m taking a ferry ride tomorrow
and plan to take on a new look.
I think it’ll be a single female again;
an improvement on the last man I took.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Most of Us Love the Ability to Make Excuses
Some folks live,
To be in other people's business.
Invited or not.
It is something some do unconsciously.
While others are consciously entertained by it.
And then there are those,
With no business to call their own.
That would instigate a motivation done with initiative!
And some do not live,
To be enlightened by that kind of inspiration.
It would require self examination.
And everyone knows,
Most of us love the ability to make excuses.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Use of Your Techniques
Remember...
You invited me,
To rank and critique.
As if my ego,
Would find a boost...
By the use of your techniques.
You insisted that I needed this.
And even today I agree I do.
The exposure to such pettiness...
Has kept me feeling blessed,
That what I have to offer
Does not need to pass your tests!
Remember...
You invited me,
To share my abilities.
And not feed from the offerings,
Of a constant flow of mindless BS!
That you claim is among your very best!
Please.
I am not flattered easily,
By insults!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Juana's Sestina
October came like a bandit who stole
every prayer saved in our afternoons of grief,
beside her empty bed and crucifix
where she once joked, holding her Bible,
of Christ lighting Judas's ass on fire.
They were friends now and she had been invited
to see this, as told in my dream, invited
me, but mother woke me before Death stole
me, almost gone into the sinner's fire.
But Grandmother Juana gone this October grief
would have saved me I know with her Bible
near bed, radio sermon and crucifix,
Would have joked of how she snuck the crucifix
away from church friends she hadn't invited,
to exchange gossip as they kissed her Bible,
the way words caress bloody Death who stole
our every prayer saved in our afternoons of grief,
laughing aloud of that dreamy fire,
that brash tail of a kite, high and afire,
and hovering above like a crucifix,
its childlike frame torn in the wind of grief:
how she flew and how we fly, she invited
me above our house one October that stole
our love, investing it into her Bible
that loves no blashphemy for the Bible
adores least those living in the Lake of Fire.
October came like a bandit who stole
Mami, our Juana, leaving her crucifix,
together in a dream where she invited
me to the sky where rain fell hard like grief.
And I awoke secretly with this grief
Kept like a tomb in my chest for her Bible,
our rosaries, yet she wanted me invited
to see Christ lighting Judas's ass on fire,
a party where they carry a crucifix
every October for sinners who stole,
including Death, who took her into that fire
to burn her small sins before Heaven invited
her, that eloquent joker, dead this October.
poem by Marina Gipps
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Although I wasn't invited to shake hands with Hitler, I wasn't invited to the White House to shake hands with the President either.
quote by Jesse Owens
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Power-dom…
Deals are open with fail when safe.
Open and shut across our cases.
Hear to say the shapes of apples.
Little forms to beat as apes.
Surety gods are vice on apples.
Virgin got the pillow apexes.
Power-dom is god to able each.
Power-dom is good in earths.
Powers might are never- never.
Loves to all are never ever.
Gods have Keogh when all are short.
Leader works are spicy hot.
Clear errors invited the errors.
Power-dom is doomed t heroes.
Errors invited are late to latch.
Loves invited are sooner arms.
---Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3---
poem by Cheung Shun Sang
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You're Invited
Little woman got that look in her eyes
Want to cut me down to size
Show me watcha gonna do...it's true
Who's that gorilla standin' by your side
Oh no that must be your ride
You wouldn't be with such a fool
Or your mama too
There's something over here i want you to see
There's a party but it isn't for three
Get something straight between you and me...because
(chorus)
Oh, no you're invited but your friend can't come
Oh, no come on baby we're gonna have some fun
Wow
Heartbreaker yeah you came for the show
But little did you know you'd end up in the spotlight
Well all right
Come on baby won't you show me what you've got
Ready or not...one, two, here we go
Oh no
Nobody's watchin' it's time to decide
Shake the monkey, mama don't be shy
Come on honey time to take a little ride because
(chorus)
Oh, no you're invited but your friend can't come
Oh, no you're invited but your friend can't come
Rock the night like a hurricane
Make me sweat like the drivin' rain
Pour it on till i can't get no reaction
It's gonna be your night tonight
I'm gonna make you feel all right
Scream and shout, i need it now!
Now! now! now! now!!!!!!
I'm making plans for the rest of the night
So tell your guard dog he better not bite
My dogs are bigger and they're ready to fight
Come on...come on...come on...give it up tonight!
(chorus)
Oh, no you're invited but your friend can't come
Oh, no come on baby we're gonna have some fun
We're gonna have some fun, we're gonna have some fun
Have some fun, baby...oh...she can't come...
Lick it
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Love And Napalm
Call me Deadliner
Nothing in here but dust.
Are you afraid dear listener?
Nothing in here but us.
I'll give you black rumours
'Stay away from everything I've seen.'
I'll give you black rumours
'Stay away from everyone I've been.'
The broken sound of love and lies
Still fill your room.
Faded memories of shame
Will find you soon.
I'll give you corrosion
Miracles are never what they seem
I'll give you corrosion
Welcome to the nightmare, not the dream.
I can remember everything.
Every promise, every lie,
And how the words of strangers made me cry.
All the pride, all the shame,
All the friends that came from nowhere
And then hurried back again.
I collected scars like a man at war
And I thought 'Isn't life peculiar,
Desire takes you there, but not back.'
No more. I'm just another old story.
When God heard your prayer
It said 'I am not your friend.'
Laughed like a fallen angel
And said 'I've no love to send.'
It keeps a photograph
It likes to overdose on time
It said 'Time to leave'
Like other friends of mine.
I'll give you dark wonders
You are all invited to the show.
I'll give you dominions
You are all invited to the show.
I'll give you dead hereos
You are all invited to the show.
I'll give you love and napalm
You are all invited to the show.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Love & Napalm
Call me deadliner
Nothing in here but dust.
Are you afraid dear listener?
Nothing in here but us.
Ill give you black rumours
stay away from everything Ive seen.
Ill give you black rumours
stay away from everyone Ive been.
The broken sound of love and lies
Still fill your room.
Faded memories of shame
Will find you soon.
Ill give you corrosion
Miracles are never what they seem
Ill give you corrosion
Welcome to the nightmare, not the dream.
I can remember everything.
Every promise, every lie,
And how the words of strangers made me cry.
All the pride, all the shame,
All the friends that came from nowhere
And then hurried back again.
I collected scars like a man at war
And I thought isnt life peculiar,
Desire takes you there, but not back.
No more. Im just another old story.
When God heard your prayer
It said i am not your friend.
Laughed like a fallen angel
And said Ive no love to send.
It keeps a photograph
It likes to overdose on time
It said time to leave
Like other friends of mine.
Ill give you dark wonders
You are all invited to the show.
Ill give you dominions
You are all invited to the show.
Ill give you dead hereos
You are all invited to the show.
Ill give you love and napalm
You are all invited to the show.
song performed by by Gary Numan
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The Effects Of A Secret Leaks
The effects of a secret leaks.
And those trusted with it,
Claim to now feel threatened?
By what?
Their guilt?
If a secret leaks to achieve the expected...
Why would those unknown,
To have kept the secret...
Between themselves,
Feel 'now' their identities will be exposed?
To who, what or whom?
If a mission successfully has been accomplished...
Only those chosen,
Should be invited to celebrate the outcome.
Unless some are feeling slighted,
Because they weren't invited.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Your Actions Have Outdated My Patience
For many years I have known of you!
And in those years,
I feel I don't know you at all.
I've invited you into my home...
And assisted in the things you do.
I've even invited you with me,
To attend events.
And this you have refused,
With excuses to invent.
And when I see you publicly,
You pretend not to know me...
You never acknowledge me to make small talk.
When was the last time I recieved your invitation,
To go anywhere with different sights to see?
I can not recall that being your priority.
And yet you call yourself my 'friend'?
Which one of us is pretending?
And which one of us thinks,
Whatever this is between us should end?
'You don't know me like you think you do! '
You say to me as if to accuse.
And I say to you...
'No kidding?
You must be a comedian too?
But your actions have outdated my patience.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like You And I Were In A Marriage?
You say I have been harsh and critical,
Aloof and seem to be unreasonably embittered.
You also make claims I have been unapproachable,
And that my actions are more like a quitter.
You say,
Whenever you come to visit my home...
I sit with very little to exchange in conversation.
And my hospitality has begun to get 'edgy'...
As if I don't want to communicate in the sharing of,
Those topics you pick.
'I see...
When was the last time you invited me,
To come to your home?
Or invited me out anywhere? '
Well...
I...uh...live in a...uh,
Neighborhood I don't particularly like.
And besides...
I like your music.
The meals you cook are delicious.
And...
Where else can I go,
To use a computer, watch anything I want on TV...
And not be disturbed by noisy neighbors.
'I see.
Like you and I were in a marriage? '
No. No...
Nothing like that.
Just good friends.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Convention
There was a convention
Of hypocrites
That convened in redundant
Adulation
But he was not invited
The man of the Daring Deuce.
They spouted their
Aspersions
Redeemed their
Aspirations
Towering mediocrity
To dwarf the voice
That shatters glass
And mingles with
The blood of Earth.
No, he was not invited
But conveniently
Exposed
To ridicule
Behind his back
They laughed.
How clever their
Indignity
How infinite their
Reach
To touch the stars
One need only
Lower
The sky.
(Previously published in The Courtship of Winds, Issue 1, January 2000)
poem by Laurence Overmire
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Little off
To be away from worldly attachment
Can be considered nice moment
Where some aspects are pushed away
To find peace and happiness on the way
Many might have not seen the moon
Have been confined in cold room
Many might have not seen emerging sun
As they align for work before starts run
Sadness can’t be invited even for the fun
As it can be easily invited from the shots of gun
World is moving from darkness to light
We expect it to cease from the right
Life is full of adventure
No one can be so sure
Something can happen unexpectedly
Nothing must be tried repeatedly
Little off from the scene is welcome
That can be very good change and has to come
One may be replenished it with new energy
Same can’t be purchased with the help of money
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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