I went to a convent in New York and was fired finally for my insistence that the Immaculate Conception was spontaneous combustion.
quote by Dorothy Parker
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Success isn't a result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.
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Success is not the result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.
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Success is not the result of spontaneous combustion. You must first set yourself on fire.
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Spontaneous combustion of grassroots politics is the future.
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New York Times
New york poor new york
New york poor new york
Cars choking your child to death
But you dont wanna see
Cause you only think about yourself
How blind can you be
New york poor new york
Sniper on the rooftop new york
New york poor new york
Not fit for a dog in new york
Everybody bites on the big apple
Leave the hungry in tears
But no one gives a damn no one really cares
How they feel theyre just paper people not real
You need a gun to walk into new york
Now youre broke and youre out on a ledge
Who can help you this time
Now youre down to your very last cent
Still youre askin me who was your friend
I was your friend
New york poor new york
Who turned the lights out in new york
New york poor new york
Just another blackout in new york
Girl dead on the 26th floor
But no one knew her name
Found her body behind the door
Too young for the game
New york poor new york
Devils in the subway new york
New york poor new york
New york poor new york
Talkin talkin talkin - watch out
Harlem touching midtown new york
New york poor new york
Talkin bout new york new york
Moneys getting tighter new york
Theyre burning the bridges to new york
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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Just A Piece
“I write what comes to mind.
It is like sharing a piece of yourself.
I guess I am just a lover of words”
We call it spontaneity, something that
Comes from an impulse
Effortlessly,
There is nothing premeditated,
Like a burst of applause
Indigenous, something that grows
Without any cultivation like some ferns
And lichens or moss on the rocks
Of our watered paths
That which nature gives
Freely and unconstrained
Like sunshine like rain
In fact, this spontaneity
Is the highest and best form of
efficiency
it is Not forethought
it is As instinctive as breathing
As involuntary as
Suspense and surprise
Combined less the promptitude
An ad-lib,
is that what you are,
My friend, and automatic hi
And automatic hello?
A spontaneous combustion,
A spontaneous propulsion?
Like the three Princes of Serendip
Whose discoveries are made
By accident and sagacity and not
By an old quest, or conquest
Yes, I agree, the poems work that way.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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“I write what comes to mind.
It is like sharing a piece of yourself.
I guess I am just a lover of words”
We call it spontaneity, something that
Comes from an impulse
Effortlessly,
There is nothing premeditated,
Like a burst of applause
Indigenous, something that grows
Without any cultivation like some ferns
And lichens or moss on the rocks
Of our watered paths
That which nature gives
Freely and unconstrained
Like sunshine like rain
In fact, this spontaneity
Is the highest and best form of
efficiency
it is Not forethought
it is As instinctive as breathing
As involuntary as
Suspense and surprise
Combined less the promptitude
An ad-lib,
is that what you are,
My friend, and automatic hi
And automatic hello?
A spontaneous combustion,
A spontaneous propulsion?
Like the three Princes of Serendip
Whose discoveries are made
By accident and sagacity and not
By an old quest, or conquest
Yes, I agree, the poems work that way.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A piece of Joclimara
“I write what comes to mind.
It is like sharing a piece of yourself.
I guess I am just a lover of words”
We call it spontaneity, something that
Comes from an impulse
Effortlessly,
There is nothing premeditated,
Like a burst of applause
Indigenous, something that grows
Without any cultivation like some ferns
And lichens or moss on the rocks
Of our watered paths
That which nature gives
Freely and unconstrained
Like sunshine like rain
In fact, this spontaneity
Is the highest and best form of
efficiency
it is Not forethought
it is As instinctive as breathing
As involuntary as
Suspense and surprise
Combined less the promptitude
An ad-lib,
is that what you are,
My friend, and automatic hi
And automatic hello?
A spontaneous combustion,
A spontaneous propulsion?
Like the three Princes of Serendip
Whose discoveries are made
By accident and sagacity and not
By an old quest, or conquest
Yes, I agree, the poems work that way.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Spontaneous Combustion
My heart has caught fire
from all this desire.
The heat that I feel is so real.
The passion inside me
is burning intensely.
It's something I cannot control.
Will it consume me?
Can I become free?
Will I be able to heal?
What is this attraction
causing such a reaction?
Explosions are making me reel.
It must be spontaneous combustion
like a volcano in eruption.
For that's how you make me feel.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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We Can Do Magic
Let's make it happen
Spontaneous reaction
Cosmic combustion
Some call it plainly
Magic
If we put our hearts and
Minds together
It could surely happen
To not make the most of
This moment
Could be considered sort of
Tragic
Therefore
We must cover each other with
Words of Love
As a delicate fabric
It's up to the both
Of us
So let's agree
To hold each other captive
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Rush has never been a spontaneous group. We may be spontaneous in our writing, we may be spontaneous as individuals in our day to day lives... certainly I think am and always have been, but I think when it comes to Rush and our presentation of our music it's quite controlled.
quote by Alex Lifeson
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Safe In New York City
(young - young)
Hello baby gimme your hand
Check out the high spots the lay of the land
You dont need a rocket or a big limousine
Come on over baby and Ill make you obscene
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
All over the city and down to the dives
Dont mess with this place itll eat you alive
Got lip smackin honey to soak up the jam
On top of the world ma ready to slam
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
Movin all over like a jumpin bean
Take a look at that thing in the tight ass jeans
Comin your way now you may be in luck
Dont you fret boy shes ready to buck
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
New york, new york, new york
I feel safe in a cage in new york city
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Today... 'The Altogether Lovely One
Incomparably pure and unstained.
Full Deity in a body contained.
Immaculate in Your conception.
All beautiful beyond description.
God is manifest in human flesh.
So undefiled and so sinless.
Jesus Gods' Only Beloved Son.
Is the Altogether Lovely One.
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New York
In New York freedom looks like
Too many choices
In New York I found a friend
To drown out the other voices
Voices on a cell phone
Voices from home
Voices of the hard sell
Voices down a stairwell
In New York
Just got a place in New York
In New York summers get hot
Well into the hundreds
You can walk around the block
Without a change of clothing
Hot as a hair dryer in your face
Hot as a handbag and a can of mace
New York
I just got a place in New York
New York
song performed by by U2 from All that you can't leave behind
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A Heart In New York
New york
To your tall skyline I come
Flying in from london
To your door
New york
Lookin down on central park
Where they say you should not wander
After dark
New york
Like a scene from all those movies
But youre real enough to me
But theres a heart
A heart that lives in new york
A heart in new york
A rose on the street
I write my song to that city heartbeat
A heart in new york
Love in her eye
An open door and a friend for the night
New york
You got money on your mind
And my words dont make a dimes
Worth a difference
So heres to you new york
New york
Now my plane is touching down
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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All Fired Up
A burst of speed is all I need
To set me free
A flagging start that stirs the heart
To ecstasy
Raging away I'll go far
Time waits for no man
So reach for the stars
I'm all fired up
A bolt of light that sears the night
Of things supreme
To chase the sun, forever on
And live the dream
Forcing a system aside
Too fast for this life
My mind's open wide
I'm fired up
All fired up
Fired Up
All fired up
I'm soaring, freefalling
With all emotions roaring
Like lighting, like thunder
I'll rip the world asunder
Let's go
Hold on
[Lead Break]
I'm soaring, freefalling
With all emotions roaring
Like lighting, like thunder
I'll rip the world asunder
Raging away I'll go far
Time waits for no man
So reach for the stars
I'm fired up
All fired up
Fired up
All fired up
Fired up
song performed by by Judas Priest
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New York
New York, New York
A city that breathes endlessly
Dollars are spent carelessly
New York, New York
A city of squares and blocks
And the Stars roll and rock
While tourist flock
Like sheep cornered in squares
Entertainment, clubs and theatres
Is all that seems to matter
Twenty four seven
Alive in heaven
New York
A taxi takes you round and round the blocks
I end up in Madison Square
Where I started out twenty minutes before
But who cares?
This is New York
Every where there are open doors
New York, New York
A city that never sleeps
Everywhere you must leave a tip
But this city is worth the trip
New York, New York
A city of numbers and avenues
And elongated queues
It is true
I see now, I know now
About what they say about New York!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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New York Woman
It was getting dark in a snow-covered park,
I thought I saw you smiling.
You left town to marry a texas millionaire,
I wonder how you are doing.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I love you.
I heard him on the air discussing world affairs,
And something about his global vision.
Thats when I wondered if you made the right decision,
I want to know what youre thinking.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you, my friend.
I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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New York Woman
It was getting dark in a snow-covered park,
I thought I saw you smiling.
You left town to marry a texas millionaire,
I wonder how you are doing.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I love you.
I heard him on the air discussing world affairs,
And something about his global vision.
Thats when I wondered if you made the right decision,
I want to know what youre thinking.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you, my friend.
I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Conception Immaculate
Hail in memory of the lamb, benefactor to mankind,
Born to a virgin mother in a far off land.
Lo, a Son, as the Oracle had foretold,
Child of God, God child, Syrian, Born to the land of Sidon.
Conception Immaculate, Born Pythagoras, Son of God.
poem by David Lacey
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