If you're a young Mafia gangster out on your first date, I bet it's really embarrassing if someone tries to kill you.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Gangster Of Love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
You with the cocktail in your hand
You in your red mercedes benz
Goin in one ear and out the other
Cover up the pain with laughter, baby
Hey al capone
Is that who you think you are?
All the girls
All around the world
Well, they wanna shake your hand
It wont be long
Youll need an alibi
A little bird
Told me what hed heard
Is it really true?
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Theyre gonna take you for a ride
And hit you right between the eyes
You can hear the pretty music playin well
Listen to the words, theyre saying,
You can hear them calling, hear them calling
Hey, al capone
Youll need a bodyguard
Just like that
Youll be laid out flat
With a broken heart
I shot you down
Whos gonna help you now?
Valentines day
Better hope and pray
Theyll be tearing you apart
Gangster of love, gangster of love
Gangster of love, gangster of love
I hear conversations
In restaurants and bars
I read all the papers
And what they say is wrong
Its such a fine, fine line
Such a fine, fine line
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
Gangster of love
song performed by by Talking Heads
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A Gangster
Education
that's not for me,
I'm a Gangster
can't you see?
Studying at school
And following golden rule
Isn't a gangster tool
That's not cool
I learn from the streets
not typed sheets
On the road all day
that's the Gangster way
Education that's for bob
I have to focus on my mob
Pushing drugs, killing spree
That's the gangster way for me
poem by PetaGaye Walker
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Russia's biggest problem is organized crime and its leaders are influenced by the Russian mafia. But it's not right to call it a Russian mafia, it's a Jewish mafia.
quote by David Duke
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Divisions
Millions for the Mafia! !
And of the chronicles of the wars around us;
But three men and a woman were found alone in the room last night,
And all the bacteria around produced more gas!
Willing,
Completely,
Command,
Divisions,
Abiding!
With a timber cutting machines to expose the forest,
But the young woman was very beautiful,
And the Mafia sold her for money!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bondage
Bondage,
Mistreated,
Afflicted;
But in a land flowing with milk and honey,
Fo he Mafia sold her for money.
Of sheep,
Of oxen,
Of donkeys;
And they took all their wealth! !
But the edge of the sword was like the flints of war!
Bill, till, ill, kill, will, pill, dill, gill, fill, hill, mill, quill, rill! !
Mistreated under a severe bondage;
And the Mafia sold her for money.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mafia
Mafia,
You came and you rob me of my love;
Mafia,
You cam and you stole my lover!
Wormwood,
Poison and bitterness;
And like gods of wood, stone, silver and gold! !
But i will surely live on to remember this day.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Never Been On a Date Before
When I was young
I was a foolish girl
Kept my distance with
Men in general
Even if they asked me
For a date
I would say NAY
Never in a day
So I ask of you men today
What the heck is a date?
Ladies can you explain
To me what's a date?
Hmmm wondering
Will I ever know?
DO I WANT TO KNOW! ! !
poem by Kaila George
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There aren't any embarrassing questions--just embarrassing answers.
quote by Carl Rowen
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Well organized criminal group we call mafia, the best organized mafia we call the state.
aphorism by Andrzej Majewski from Aphorisms
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We rolled in the jungle
we rolled in the jungle
like a gagster
if you had seen me with a myke
you would call me master
if you had seen me with a gun
you would call me gunster
if you had seen me in the club
you would call me clubster
if you had seen me in the gang
you would call me gangster
we rolled we rolled we rolled
we rolled in the jungle
like a gangster
i stepped into the gang
they called me gangster
i reached for a bottle of star
they called me master
i am the brightest star
though the smallest of the stars
but the brightest of the stars
but before i grabbed the star
i had a serious scar
and without the gangsters
am still the real star
and so we rolled in the jungle
like a gangster
poem by Micheal Udenyi
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It's embarrassing to be involved in the same business as the mainstream comic thing. It's still very embarrassing to tell other adults that I draw comic books - their instant, preconceived notions of what that means.
quote by Daniel Clowes
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It was the nearest to a casualty on the Spray in her whole course, so far as I know. The young man having come on board with compliments made the mishap most embarrassing.
quote by Joshua Slocum
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Evans
Once a thief, always a thief!
Once a gangster, always a gangster;
And like working 16 hours to 18 hours a day to make a living,
But, are you very young and lovely?
There comes a time to enjoy! !
But, the winter night is with you;
And, i do enjoy my summer night in Afica!
For in the ghettoes, are the pathology of the Blackman.
maybe you do have the same problems over there in your land,
And like the wild animals in the jungles of Africa!
But, the door stands open and i need to enter in,
For, i can't just walk out of this life.
A walk through Jackson Park,
With my friend called Evans to lead the way;
But, i have to take care with my muse,
And like my health in the land of peace!
However, working 16 hours to 18 hours a day to make a living.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Stupid, Stupid Me
December 1,2009
Never will I forget that date,
The date I lost my innocence.
Not 15 for even a month yet.
He was my friend,
My protector.
How was I supposed to know all he wanted
Was to take a young girl’s innocence?
I was naïve,
Curious,
Easily persuaded.
Only trying to please,
I let myself be taken advantage of.
Stupid, stupid me.
What a stupid, young girl.
I grew up fast.
poem by Karlee Rachelle
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Deathly Talking
As the teacher is ready
To come into class and teach
The students are in the washers
Shining their hair and teeth with bleach
The teacher is on his way
And students prepare to yell and jump
All waiting the new miserable teacher
They are ready to run him down and end him with a stomp
And as the poor teacher walks into the room
The criminal children are ready to loom
They prepare to throw stones and catapult books on their way
And as the teacher walks inside
They all look along and stray
Not expecting a fight
It’s just another teacher gone
Learning is their worst enemy
It has always been all along
The teacher marches in
Ready for the first day on the job
Not expecting a world war 3
And not expecting a worldwide mob
The teacher gets in
Welcomed with flying books and rocks
People kept shouting though the teacher urged them to stop
All speaking at once the teacher’s mind would just pop
The teacher gets ready
Reaching into his stock
Paper, books, and rocks cover the entire floor
Then the teacher explodes
Releasing an enormous roar
Revealing his weapons and death devices
The teacher takes out a pistol and shoots them like lices
Then a rifle is found and fires at sight
Then shotguns are shown shooting anyone with all their might
The rest are held hostage
Face to face with a 50-cal
Threatening every person
From innocent, to gangster, to gangster’s pal
All look frightened
And look desert dry
Not knowing if it’s time to apologize or cry
One stands up thinking to show he is brave
With an RPG
The ruthless teacher sends him to his grave
Now that the teacher is done
He looks away
Says it was either his terms or the mafia way
And now let that be a lesson for each of you to learn
Not one
Not one soul, Should speak out of turn!
I will tell everyone
Pull a machinegun, a pistol,
a panga-blade, a knife
and say: “white man give me a reason
to kill you today.”
Rob my cars,
take whatever belongs to me
and even if the police
cannot catch the criminals
and the government looks the other way
as if the robberies, the killings
are not happening
and while I am still living
I will tell everyone, the whole world
about the gangster’s paradise that I live in.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I'd love to play a gangster but I think people might say I looked a bit too young and cheeky to play a character who'd just blown someones head off!
quote by Dominic Monaghan
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Young actors often don't think of the consequences of doing nudity or sex scenes. They want the role so badly that they agree to be exploited, and then end up embarrassing family, friends, and even strangers.
quote by Natalie Portman
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Another Lot Of Things You Shouldn’t Do
Never date Wonder Woman
you will never know what she might do.
She could toss her golden lariat
and choke the truth out of you.
Never date Superman
when he asks you to take a flight with him.
He might dropp you
as he waves to the crowd below.
Never date Spiderman
on any given day.
He might leave dangling in his web
while he is called away.
Never date Batman
because you will never be alone.
He has always got a Robin
bobbing along behind.
Never ever date Dodgy Dave The Vicar
because he’ll preach all night to you
and just to top that
you’ll be chased by Vera with a rolling pin in hand.
22 November 2007
poem by David Harris
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Spirits that are always willing
Spirits that are always willing
to clean up for the killing,
of the souls of the young,
with us monsters, among
you.
We can't always see
what we want to be
when we murder
when we kill her.
True.
As the spirits that are,
witness us from afar.
Down below, up above.
Kill the heart. Kill the love.
You.
poem by Kit Strait
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