In a certain sense, this guy - who is one of the most evil people in the book - he's not really that bad at running the show, because he knows what he's doing, he's smart and he's got the big picture in mind. He's like the Godfather.
quote by Kevin J. Anderson
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Picture Book
Picture yourself when youre getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[? ].
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
A picture of you in your birthday suit,
You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon.
Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old uncle charlie out cruising with their friends.
Picture book, a holiday in august, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend.
Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were happy, a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book,
Na, na, na, na na,
Na, na, na, na na,
A-scooby-dooby-doo.
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Long time ago,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
song performed by by Kinks
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I loved the Godfather. I thought that was the best interpretation of our life that I've ever seen. Godfather I and Godfather II - the other one stunk.
quote by Sammy Gravano
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Family Picture?
What is a family picture?
Is it all for real?
Are the people that you see
pretending they don't feel?
Can you see their anger?
Can you smell their fear?
Do you sense unhappiness
in the picture that's so clear?
We're trying to be perfect,
to look a certain way.
A family picture says so much
when there's nothing nice to say.
You plaster on the fake smile.
You put your arms 'just so'.
You show the world your family
without letting your family show.
(Why Don't You) See The Show Again
They tell me, I'm the man of the hour.
--Champagne, all around
It's been so long since I've been alone?
Sometimes, it gets me down.
And you, You're pretty as a picture
And I don't even know your name
But I sure would like to meet you?
Why don't you see the show again.
I've been singin' these love songs forever
Sometimes the words don't make much sense
So I'm living it all through the music
Using last nights compliments
I've been playing for thousands of people
Sometimes, it just never ends.
But the look in your eyes feels so good to me
Why don't you see the show again.
God knows, there's not much I can say
I don't have time for love in my life
But if I ever thought, about changin' my mind
It might be with you, tonight.
I've been on the road, for so many weeks now
And I'm losin' track of time?
Tryin' to make ev'ryone happy
I wonder what's really mine.
And you, You're pretty as a picture
And I don't even know your name
But I sure would like to meet you?
Why don't you see the show again.
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Book-Smart VS Mother-Wit
We think and cogitate like our trainers
They keep our spirits in institutionalized containers
Mentality cloning must constantly work us
Like trained animals in a circus
Personality and character does not come in a book
Building blocks became stumbling blocks
Your mind became a nook
Instead of being nosy, now it’s inquisitive
Dying in the name of science, a façade to live
Because you can write it off is why you give
Everything you possess and want is captive in a sieve
Inspite of all the knowledge you can hire
Low self-esteem is still the fire
Holding you steadfast in the muck and mire
Book-smart can’t provide the help you desire
The spirit of life has left your being
Your soul’s torment is screaming
You elevated your mind but you are not seeing
You have book-smart but no feeling
Transmigration of information a weapon for stalking
Devoid of humanity, you are a dead man walking
No emotion-no sentiment just totally intense
Afraid of using you God-Given common sense
poem by Josephine DixonBanks
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Am I Evil or Am I Not
evil has came down to earth
haunting people that nows
right from wrong
am i the the one to cause this
if i did show me prof
Am i evil for believing what i do?
Am i evil for not agreeing with you?
Can't i be right and you wrong,
maybe your weak and im strong
you never now when
you walk out of place
saying i wish i could go back
and re-take
my steps but
i want to now if
i am evil or am i not
show me a sign
that i never forgot
and then i will
now from the day
i start
what i did to be
on the evil's list
the evil is planting
his plot
showing people
that may
never forgot
what should i say
to be off your list
and what i
did to be on it
your list
but i just want to
prove you that
your wrong
and i'm right
so what should i do
to be not evil
in my way
or not
poem by Krista Something
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Game Show
Cuttin pictures from a magazine
... paper smile but not from you to me
Another statue in a ?
A breakfast alone
Another compromising ?
Another game show
The game show
The game show
I pass the time away before I sleep
I have your picture sitting next to me
I taped your picture in a book
Dont bother reading I just take a look
Dont have to turn the page before I know
So full of answers I dont need to know
I like to take control
I like the game show
The game show
The game show
Dont have to turn the page before I know
You ask me questions I already know
The time has finally come to let it go
I like to take control
I like the game show
The game show
The game show
song performed by by Ministry
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Why.............?
The American book of 'why',
The Asian book of 'why',
The European book of 'why',
The African book of 'why',
The Australian book of 'why',
The most asked question in the valley of world events;
Especially when one explodes a bomb!
The Christian book of 'why',
The Muslim book of 'why',
The Jewish book of 'why',
The Hindu book of 'why',
The Krishna book of 'why',
lLife is like the yeast which makes the bread rise;
But, the writer always has his or her own mind.
The Pagan book of 'why',
The Buddhist book of 'why',
The Protestant book of 'why',
The Confucian book of 'why',
To all life's aspects with the remaining books of 'why';
Poetry is the literature that muses with the mind.
Shall the trumpet be blown in the city and,
The people will not be afraid?
Seven bulls and seven rams,
I am the planted tree by the rivers of waters.
I am very young in years but,
The word 'why' is the question that goes around easily.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It is a good idea to know which publishers publish which stories. For example, there is no sense in sending a picture book text to a publisher who does not publish picture books.
quote by Margaret Mahy
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Smart Woman
Smart woman (in a real short skirt)
By: jimmy buffett, marshall chapman
1988
This song is about being in my 40's in the 80's. it seems i'm learing more than i'm forgetting.
-- spoken:
"so i told her, ooh you got money of your own? well, that gives me the urge to merge."
Bimbo limbo is where i've been
I know you know that it's wearing me thin
The times are changing, and it's about time
I'm rearrangin' all the guilt in my mind
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
I'm not your macho kind of guy
But i can be so when i'm feeling shy
Hey, baby, where'd you get your good looks
Ooh, babe, i want to carry your books
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
Beauty and brains (beauty and brains)
Best of both worlds (best of both worlds)
Think i can change (think i can change)
If you'll be my, be my, be my girl
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman that'll take me home
Take me home
Chorus:
I'm looking for a smart woman in a real short skirt
Smart woman who knows how to flirt
Smart woman got a mind of her own
Smart woman better take me home
Take me home
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Bless All The People
Bless all the people who did wrong to you,
They intimidated you, because you did not have enough self confidence, it is true.
And those who did not see your good work
In this case you were not smart enough to show up, you were a jerk.
However, you went through and learned
Became stronger with each insult, wisdom you earned,
Eventually you will see the whole picture
Your life will become a happy adventure.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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I'm running but to where?
Running, running
There is nothing lef to do.
Running...
Away from my tears
Away from my pen
Running to know who I,
am.
Running
But you, don't know what,
You're,
Running from.
Running in circles
Going nowhere.
I'm saying Goodbye
I am runnning away.
Never stop runnning
Words running throught,
My mind.
Running away,
Like the coward,
Like him
Horrible words
I am running and runnning,
For you.
I m running but to where?
I can't believe
That I've put up with you lies.
Im running from the past..
Running out the pain.
Running with out you.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Why Do We Despise Another
Hate is evil
Hate tries to consume you, wait, stop! Fight back
Don't let it take over your mind
Evil spreads itself all over the world grabbing weak souls
Yeah, sometimes I get angry, but I must remember
I can't let it get me
I must be strong
I fight evil with the merciless God giving me the strength
Not to fall in the fate of evil
When you’re angry, you're not yourself, but something else
Evil causes you to do the unthinkable, but
The ones that are still holy must stay holy until the end
Hold on, don't let go!
We will soon have revenge
Just hold on a little more
Yeah, of course I hate when people talk about me
I hate when people bully others for being different
I hate when people steal from me
I hate when people pretend to be my friend, but use me
I hate when people take the lives of others
I hate to be around people because they have betray me
But in the end
Anger is my worst enemy
So I hum to God in my mind to enter my heart and save my soul
I don't want to let evil fill my heart to where I no longer care
I want to be saved
Thank you God, you have saved me
poem by Alisha Ricks
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I'm Running But To Where?
Running, running
There is nothing lef to do.
Running...
Away from my tears
Away from my pen
Running to know who I,
am.
Running
But you, don't know what,
You're,
Running from.
Running in circles
Going nowhere.
I'm saying Goodbye
I am runnning away.
Never stop runnning
Words running throught,
My mind.
Running away,
Like the coward,
Like him
Horrible words
I am running and runnning,
For you.
I m running but to where?
I can't believe
That I've put up with you lies.
Im running from the past..
Running out the pain.
Running with out you.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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I think people are sexy when they have a sense of humor, when they are smart, when they have some sense of style, when they are kind, when they express their own opinions, when they are creative, when they have character.
quote by Suzanne Vega
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Running Back
Im a fool now that its over
Can you guess my name?
I make my money singing songs about you
Its my claim to fame
When they say its over
Its not all over, theres still the pain
Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Oh Id come running
Id come running back to you again
If I said I was sorry
Would you still leave me?
I never thought youd go till you did
Believe me
When they say its over
Its not all over completely
cause Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Yes Id come running
Id come running back to you again
I miss that girl
The show is over
And we must all go home
Just leave me by myself
Ill be alright here on my own
If its all over, its all over
And Im all alone
And Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Dont you know Id come running
Id come running back to you again
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Running Back
Im a fool now that its over
Can you guess my name?
I make my money singing songs about you
Its my claim to fame
When they say its over
Its not all over, theres still the pain
Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Oh Id come running
Id come running back to you again
If I said I was sorry
Would you still leave me?
I never thought youd go till you did
Believe me
When they say its over
Its not all over completely
cause Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Yes Id come running
Id come running back to you again
I miss that girl
The show is over
And we must all go home
Just leave me by myself
Ill be alright here on my own
If its all over, its all over
And Im all alone
And Id come running
Id come running back to you again
Dont you know Id come running
Id come running back to you again
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Down And Out
As I asleep and all of
Hell and the evil creeps
A darkness so black
Which a evil roar
Creeps up my back
Paralizing from my mind down
A feeling of the evil frown
A sense of going down
poem by Juan Jaimez
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The Rise Of Evil
In the shadows evil lurks
Its evil mind works
It awaits its day to shine
As it waits in line
Nobody knows
But evil grows
Evil has risen
High out of prison
The people that it despises
Will soon be in crisis
poem by Amy Saunders
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Sweet Longings
A faded memory, of another day,
A flash, passed through my mind;
A vivid picture, of child's play,
A life, long since left, behind.
Take me back, those younger years,
Take heed, to that hiding place;
Take time, hear those distant cheers,
Take second, that stolen base.
Now my mind, begins to open,
Now the cry, of 'all come free';
Now recall, names once spoken,
Now up top, the climbing tree.
Running down, a shady street,
Running through the playground;
Running on, my shoeless feet,
Running after, the rebound.
Where've you gone, sweet yesterday?
Where lay, those childhood schemes?
Where the day, once filled with play,
Where the night: laced, with dreams.