Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck-if you survive you start looking very carefully to the right and left.
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Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck. If you live through it, you start looking very carefully to the right and to the left.
You know how you wake up in the morning and sometimes you look gorgeous and other times you look like you got hit by a mack truck? I realized that my mack truck is food. If I have no sugar, yeast or wine, I have no undereye bags and my skin is perfect.
quote by Mariska Hargitay
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Carefully
You are free to chose,
that’s why
carefully use every word.
Carefully measure every step,
if you don’t want to be swept.
Carefully do all you’ve conceived.
and…if you want to be believed
and… to achieve your aim
it’s not a shame
to start carefully a new song.
And it doesn’t matter if it is long.
If you carefully do all that
you will never regret.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Give It to Them Their Way
Give it to them.
Their way.
Let them have it.
Their way.
Keep your mouth shut.
Let them get hit,
By the approaching truck.
And if they survive...
Don't even offer to help them get up,
Off their butts!
Your kindness was given once before.
Remember then,
When you were ignored?
Remember when you were first at their aid?
And you were surprised they gave to you 'shade'?
Remember when you gave your last dollar from your pocket?
And when you needed them...
You never heard from them again?
And now they appear to ask what you think!
About a situation,
That has them on the edge.
Sitting on the brink!
Give it to them.
Their way.
Let them have it.
Their way.
Keep your mouth shut.
Let them get hit,
By the approaching truck.
And if they survive...
Don't even offer to help them get up,
Off their butts!
Your kindness was given once before.
Remember then,
When you were ignored?
And there is no need...
For you to be used,
Or abused...
As they please!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Truck Drivin Song
Im drivin a truck
Drivin a big ol truck
Pedal to the metal, hope I dont run out of luck
Rollin down the highway until the break of dawn
Drivin a truck with my high heels on
My diesel rig is northward bound
Its time to put that hammer down
Just watchin as the miles go flyin by
Im ridin twenty tons of steel
But its sure hard to hold the wheel
While Im waiting for my nails to dry
Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror
And my pink angora sweater fits so tight
Im jammin gears and haulin freight
Well, I sure hope my seams are straight
Lord, dont let my mascara run tonight
Because Im drivin a truck
Drivin a big ol truck
Smokeys on my tail and my accelerators stuck
Got these eighteen wheels-a-rollin until the break of dawn
Drivin a truck with my high heels on
Oh, I dont mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me
And my nipple rings dont bother me too much
But when I hit those big speed bumps
My darling little rhinestone pumps
Keep slippin off the mother-lovin clutch
But still Im drivin a truck
Drivin a big ol truck
Headin down the interstate, just tryin to make a buck
Wearin feather boas with sequins and chiffon
While Im drivin a truck with my high heels on
Im drivin a truck
Drivin a truck
Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck
And Im late for my appointment down at my hair salon
So Ill be drivin a truck with my high heels on
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Hot
she was hot, she was so hot
I didn't want anybody else to have her,
and if I didn't get home on time
she'd be gone, and I couldn't bear that-
I'd go mad. . .
it was foolish I know, childish,
but I was caught in it, I was caught.
I delivered all the mail
and then Henderson put me on the night pickup run
in an old army truck,
the damn thing began to heat halfway through the run
and the night went on
me thinking about my hot Miriam
and jumping in and out of the truck
filling mailsacks
the engine continuing to heat up
the temperature needle was at the top
HOT HOT
like Miriam.
leaped in and out
3 more pickups and into the station
I'd be, my car
waiting to get me to Miriam who sat on my blue couch
with scotch on the rocks
crossing her legs and swinging her ankles
like she did,
2 more stops. . .
the truck stalled at a traffic light, it was hell
kicking it over
again. . .
I had to be home by 8,8 was the deadline for Miriam.
I made the last pickup and the truck stalled at a signal
1/2 block from the station. . .
it wouldn't start, it couldn't start. . .
I locked the doors, pulled the key and ran down to the
station. . .
I threw the keys down. . .signed out. . .
your goddamned truck is stalled at the signal,
I shouted,
Pico and Western. . .
. . .I ran down the hall,put the key into the door,
opened it. . .her drinking glass was there, and a note:
poem by Charles Bukowski
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This Eternal Marriage
This eternal marriage
It is one of force, of no choice
One of irresistible destiny
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
One gets into long before birth
No escape route from it, no alternative
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
Can never be denied, no fugitives
Unborn, born, young, old, man, woman
There is no selection when time comes
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
The undeniable beckon of the husband
During the day, the night, at any time
Medical technologies notwithstanding
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
It is indeed the mother of all sufferings
The river of tears never run dry
The broken hearts never get mended
The gaps of those called are never refilled
How can we get divorced from this cruel marriage?
Dedication: To Julia Tivane Holm, friend and colleague
Nampula, Mozambique
3rd June,2000
poem by Isaac Maliya
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When a divorced man marries a divorced woman, there are four people in that marital bed.
Mack The Knife
{spoken} thank you. wed like to do something for you now.
We havent heard a girl sing it. and since its so popular,
Wed like to try and do it for you.
We hope we remember all the words.{}
Oh, the shark has pearly teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
Oh, the shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though, wears macheath dear
So theres not, not a trace of red
On a sunday, sunday morning
Lies a body, oozin life
Someones sneaking round the corner
Tell me could it be, could it be, could it be
Mack the knife?
Oh, whats the next chorus?
To this song, now
This is the one, now
I dont know
But it was a swinging tune
And its a hit tune
So we tried to do mack the knife
Ah, louis miller
Oh, something about cash
Yeah, miller, he was spending that trash
And macheath dear, he spends like a sailor
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Could that boy do, something rash
Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong
They made a record, oh but they did
And now ella, ella, and her fellas
Were making a wreck, what a wreck
Of mack the knife
{louis armstrong imitation}
Oh snookie taudry, bah bah bah nop do bo de do
Bah bah bah nop do bo de do
Just a jack knife has macheath, dear
And do bo bo bah bah bah nop do bo de do {}
So, youve heard it
Yes, weve swung it
And we tried to
Yes, we sung it
You wont recognize it
Its a surprise hit
This tune, called mack the knife
And so we leave you, in berlin town
Yes, weve swung old mack
Weve swung old mack in town
For the darin fans,
And for the louis armstrong fans, too
We told you look out, look out, look out
Old macheaths back in town
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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It Was in the WC
It was in the WC and,
I took it out!
Because, that was the last one left for you;
And without it you cannot survive.
Look around and search your pockets,
For the only one left for you to survive fell into the WC!
And i was there on time;
For i took it out to save you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Maybe it's because my mother divorced and my grandmother divorced, so maybe I'm frightened deep down. But then I also feel there is no real need. Why do I need to get married? To reassure me? No I don't need reassurance.
quote by Juliette Binoche
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I wish we'd never got divorced. He and I both wish we'd never got divorced, but we did. I wish I could go back and be the bride again, but I can't.
quote by Sarah Ferguson
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Call Me A Mack
Usher speaking
Yo!
Whats sup?
Hey!
My name is usher,
You can trust there aint
No punks in this house,
And if u really wanna know what my name is
Just call me a mack
Word,
Right!
Just call me the mack
Anytime baby,
Cause I aint confused
Usher singing
I maybe got some,
But I got a
Whole lot on manly in me
So Im afraid
That I cant complain (huh, ha!)
I dont mind
If u wanna come by my crib
And chill,
But just be sure
That u call me first
Because the last girl that tried
To just be droppin on by (oh, no)
Learned how to play a player
And do u know why,
Because the mack
Hook
Just call me a mack
Cause I got it like that
U gotta play by the rules
Or Ill get back with u
Its a well known fact
That I got it like that
U gotta play by the rules
Just call me a mack
Now, baby I aint dumb
And all those silly
Games that u play
I see right through
So let me kick it to yah (to yah!)
I dont have a lot of girls,
But I gotta know
Ill get the respect that I give
Thats just the way I live
Because the last girl
I had was moving
Things too fast (slow down)
She tried to pull a fooler
And do u know
What had happened
Hook (twice)
Ushers rap
The mack is right here
And yes I care as much
Just giving a little love
Its spreading everywhere
U see its
Here
Here
And here
Catch a feeling
Im having a little trouble
I know my girl will always
Hit it
Pit it
Like an orange
Cause it looks
Like numbness
My lovin and
Hugin
And bitterness
My peeps keep
Pumpin
Humpin
On stage
Im engaged
And yes
The truth is it
U see an
Ugly woman
U better change
Usher singing
Oh, yes
Like ushers my name
I cant go changing
My ways (oh, no)
As long as Im chillin
Then baby
U can call me the mack
Hook (3 times)
song performed by by Usher
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Am I a Pessimist?
Am I a pessimist?
Not at all!
I had viewed my 'cup' as being half full.
But I do admit...
I now mind my business.
When I see a 'mack' truck approaching someone,
And they are clueless?
I use to warn them.
They use to return those warnings with attitude!
Now I turn my head...
And enjoy a full cup these days!
It's comforting knowing I can just walk away!
Afterall...
I've been told I am too intense.
But it is difficult holding a full cup steady!
With practice,
I am sure I will be fine!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I was married awfully young and I felt trapped. My wife had been divorced and all the time we were married we were out of the Church. It wasn't until we were divorced that we became good Catholics again.
Farm On The Freeway
Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire
Laid by the father for the son.
Good shelter down there on the valley floor,
Down by where the sweet stream run.
Now they might give me compensation...
Thats not what Im chasing. I was a rich man before yesterday.
Now all I have got is a cheque and a pickup truck.
I left my farm on the freeway.
Theyre busy building airports on the south side...
Silicon chip factory on the east.
And the big roads pushing through along the valley floor.
Hot machine pouring six lanes at the very least.
Now, they say they gave me compensation...
Thats not what Im chasing. I was a rich man before yesterday.
Now all I have left is a broken-down pickup truck.
Looks like my farm is a freeway.
They forgot they told us what this old land was for.
Grow two tons the acre, boy, between the stones.
This was no southfork, it was no ponderosa.
But it was the place that I called home.
They say they gave me compensation...
Thats not what Im chasing. I was a rich man before yesterday.
And what do I want with a million dollars and a pickup truck?
When I left my farm under the freeway.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Rain from my Eyes
The rain that falls, upon my cheek
Is brought by you, your love that shakes
Always saying, I will love you more than anyone
Turning your back, to see you gone
Never thought, I would be left, without you
Seeing her with you, just makes me mad
I start to realize, maybe I'm wasting my rain
Cause every tear that starts to dwell
It only turns to rain
The rain comes down on a sunny day
Those memories I have of you
Sitting on the beach, laying in the sand
Now I'm alone left on my own
To survive with no one to help
I start to tear and that one tear
Turns to rain
Rain that is missing you
Missing you, because I am now alone
With watching the world
From the slightest distance
It is just enough to see me through
I walk around and see them there
Love
And I remember and start to rain
The rain falls from my eyes
My eyes are blurred and blood shot
Because of you. I am alone
Because of you. I miss you
Everyday I pass on by with
Rain falling from my eyes! !
poem by Miranda Dodge
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Only The Strong Survive (Take 22)
I remember my first love affair
Somehow or another the whole darn thing went wrong
My mamma had some great advice
So I thought I'd put it into words of this song
I can still hear her sayin' it
Boy, Oh, I see you're sittin' out there all alone
Cryin' your eyes out 'cos the woman that you love has gone
Oh, there's gonna be, there's gonna be a whole lot of trouble in your life
Oh, so listen to me get up off your knees 'cos only the strong survive
That's what she said, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive,
Oh you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
Don't go all around with your head hung down
Well I wouldn't let that little girl
No, I wouldn't let her know that she made me feel like a clown
There's a whole lot a girls lookin' for a good man like you
Oh but you'll never meet 'em if you give up now and say that your life is through
Yes she said: Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
You've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Oh, you've got to be strong, you'd better hold on
'Cos only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive,
Well, you've got to be a man, you've got to take a stand
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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