We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons.
quote by Alfred Newman
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We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons...
quote by Alfred E. Newman
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We live in a world where lemonade is made from aritificial flavoring and furniture polish is made from real lemons
Alfred E. Neuman in The Half-Wit and Wisdom of Alfred E. Neuman (MAD magazine)
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Artifical and real
The tears of crocodile, can't be seen,
But told in epic and legend as a clean,
Image with polluted metaphoric illusion,
In the tropical rain forest capitals, people planted,
Fabulously decorated trees of palms and flowers,
Out of fossil fuel, mad made jungle with flyovers,
God made man to the current man of intelligence,
God made brain to the chips of mother board's reign,
Compelling smile of the concerned individuals,
Concerned calls from the human of convenience,
Flowers are beautiful, but they are painted and shaded,
To bring out the non existing glow of the women,
Exhibition of acquired wealth and status,
Comfort out of swiped cards and credit,
All really not look real, but artificial.
The tear of needy human is real, not artificial,
The cry to be employed is real, not artificial,
The weeping in the closed rooms is real, not artificial,
The hope and expectation in the hearts are real, not artificial.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The artificial and the real
In this world, the artificial and the
Real mix, and sometimes it is hard
To distinguish one from the other,
So here is the gauge:
The artificial man does not bleed,
The real man does,
The real man is not afraid to love,
The artificial does not
The real flower has a dew and
Can be torn apart and gives off a scent
The artificial flower gives a blank
Stare at you
And there is no question thrown
Away
The plastic, the wax, the foam,
The flesh, the blood, the sweat,
The dust, the stiffness, the wires
The feeling, the softness, the veins
But you must beware, I may feel you
And you may feel me, but I can still
Be not real, but artificial in some subtle
Sense, in some secret ways, so what is
The real gauge this time? It is just you,
Be real yourself, and let them be, whatever.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Can't Drink The Lemonade I Made
When you miss me...
That's when we kiss a lot!
And when we're touching...
That's when we talk nonstop!
And when we're holding...
We begin to rock!
With a rocking heard...
Around the block.
You make my blood just rush!
If I had it in me I would blush.
You make my chest puff up!
Knowing that somebody loves me...
That much!
When you're near me my knees get weak.
And,
When we're not together I don't sleep.
And,
There's little more I can do...
When my mind's always on you too!
And,
When you're near me my knees get weak.
And,
When we're not together I don't sleep.
And,
There's little more I can do...
When my mind's always on you too!
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
And,
When you're near me my knees get weak.
And,
When we're not together I don't sleep.
And,
There's little more I can do...
When my mind's always on you too!
You make my blood just rush!
If I had it in me I would blush.
You make my chest puff up!
Knowing that somebody loves me...
That much!
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
When you miss me...
That's when we kiss a lot!
And when we're touching...
That's when we talk nonstop!
And when we're holding...
We begin to rock!
With a rocking heard...
Around the block.
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
Oh,
I can't drink the lemonade.
No...
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
I can't drink the lemonade I made!
No...
I can't drink the lemonade.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Food for Thought
Enjoy your vacuum-sealed, microwave meal
Today for a low cost alternative
To cooking. Such a budget-friendly deal!
Tailor-made for the healthy and active,
We featured foods low in saturated
Fats and sodium, high in vitamins,
Fiber-fortified—already plated!
Wholesome, delicious—filled with nutrition—
And made with artificial flavors
That taste natural, almost authentic.
Contains zero calorie sweeteners
To assist making your slender stomach.
Our pretty package suggests you buy it.
Enjoy your chemical dinner diet.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Artificial Light
Slow dancing in a disco,
Standing underneath the light show,
Illuminated by the artificial light.
I disbelieved it at first sight,
I couldnt tell if she was black or white,
It didnt matter in the artificial light,
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
Artificial light.
First time I saw her she was easy to know,
She had nothing to hide, she put it all out to show.
She didnt cover up or try to conceal,
I knew the way that she felt cause her expression was real.
She didnt cover up the inside,
She showed it all on the outside,
Stark naked in the artificial light.
Everybody gotta learn to relax,
To be yourself you have to put on an act.
Get together in the artificial light.
And if I saw her in the light of day,
I wouldnt know what to say, I wouldnt know what had happened.
I only wanna know a world below,
Where we can be ourselves beneath an artificial glow.
And if youre scared what your friendll say,
And youre embarrassed by the light of day,
Get together in the artificial light.
Everybody let yourself go,
Everybody to a floor show,
Get together in the artificial light.
Artificial light,
Artificial light,
Artificial light,
Artificial light.
song performed by by Kinks
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Real Mean Bottle
No man ever sounded so lonesome
No man ever made you feel such pain
Lord, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you sing that way.
The stories you told about prison
About a young man gone astray
Lord, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you write the songs that way.
Chorus:
A real mean bottle
Poured straight from the devil
It's a miracle you're standin' here today
A real mean bottle
Made you such a rebel
It must have been a real mean bottle
Made you sing that way.
You spent most all your life with strangers
With a ramblin' fever in your veins
Hag, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you play the blues that way.
Chorus:
A real mean bottle
Poured straight from the devil
It's a miracle you're standin' here today
A real mean bottle
Made you such a rebel
It must have been a real mean bottle
Made you sing that way.
A real mean bottle
Poured straight from the devil
It must have been a real mean bottle
Made you sing that way...
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Who's That Girl (acoustic Version)
There were places we would go at midnight
There were secrets that nobody else would know (Uoo)
There's a reason but I don't know why
I know don't why, I don't know why
I thought they all belonged to me...
[CHORUS]
Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No, she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way, who's that girl
Living my life
Oh no, livin' my life
Seems like everything's the same around me (around me)
Then I look again and everything has changed
I'm not dreaming, so I don't know why?
I don't know why, I don't know why?
She's everywhere I wanna be...
Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No, she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's my day, it's my night
By the way, who's that girl
Living my life...
I'm the one who made you laugh
Who made you feel
And made you sad
I'm not sorry
For what we did, and who we were
I'm not sorry, I'm not her!
Who's that girl?
Where's she from?
No, she can't be the one
That you want
That has stolen my world
It's not real, it's not right
It's not day, it's my night
By the way, who's that girl
Livin' my life
Oh no, living my life
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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The Hearts!
If the heart is made of gold,
We can sell it to get the profit.
If the heart is made of diamond,
We can cut and polish it.
If the heart is made of polyethene,
We can hold it as an inert umbrella.
But the heart is made of flesh and love,
Don't hurt, cut, polish, use and sell it.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Imaginations Real
Voices across all the nation,
Echo in my mind.
In the streets,
In the factories,
In the towns.
Living out what imagination made real.
Got to leave the old world behind,
Use a fantasy,
Imagination is real.
Chorus
Im so much in love,
I cant explain,
Imaginations real.
Build your dreams,
And make them strong,
Lmaginations real.
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
No solution,
Hatred,
Fear of whats to come.
Dont cry,
Cant you feel it inside,
Cant you see its the only way it can be.
For our past has left us alone,
With a cold reality,
Imagination made real.
Chorus
If you use a dream
To change a mind,
Then imaginations real.
Think with your heart,
And you will see,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real,
Imaginations real.
song performed by by Kinks
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Do Not Hesitate to Enjoy the Lemonade
Some had it once,
And dropped it flaunting.
When the flow of dollars came...
Some folks went insane.
Few could stock,
Or pocket them to prepare for shock!
Those dollars decreased in prize.
Leaving many stunned...
And caught quite surprised,
When the dollar began to tilt...
To take a nose dive!
Right before their eyes.
Some believed having it,
Would keep their lives lived above others...
And seen by them
As being more fortunate
To be among those considered 'legit'!
Backed by good credit ratings.
And nepotism appointments given them.
Just to brag and sit witless!
Looking down on others.
Fathers leaving mothers.
Sisters getting their hair and nails done.
Just to tell their 'brothers'...
They are no good for them,
Or anyone!
Now very few of them
Have themselves to depend on.
Without money in their lives...
Their pride and dignity,
Has taken quite a slide!
And that quality of life...
They climbed to pursue delusional heights,
Has died!
Taking with it what they no longer now hide.
Tears of grief that pains deep with no relief!
'When life presents lemons...
Do not hesitate to enjoy the lemonade,
You've made! '
Those are the thoughts,
Of those who stood strong.
With prayer and faith...
To someday have God,
Correct all wrongs!
And that dawn seems to have come.
In full view...
To see those receive,
An undoing of deceiving deeds!
Planted by the seeds.
Surrounding them to suffocate,
And smother amongst the weeds!
'When life presents lemons...
Do not hesitate to enjoy the lemonade,
You've made! '
And some will choose to booze their minds...
Hopeful that a fading time,
Returns!
Blinded and grinded with deficits that churn!
Stinging with a burning they alone have earned!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ice Cream Man
(dedicate one to the ladies...)
Now summertimes here babe, need somethin to keep you cool
Ah now summertimes here babe, need somethin to keep you cool
Better look out now though, daves got somethin for you
Tell ya what it is
Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
Oh my my, Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Hold on a second baby
I got good lemonade, ah, dixie cups
All flavors and push ups too
Im your ice cream man, baby, stop me when Im passin by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Hold on, one more
Well, Im usually passin by just about eleven oclock
Uh huh, I never stop, Im usually passin by, just around eleven oclock
And if you let me cool you one time, youll be my regular stop
All right boys
I got good lemonade, ah, dixie cups
All flavors and push ups too
Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
See now all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Yes Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
They say all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
Ah, one time
Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
Im your ice cream man, stop me when Im passin by
They say all my flavors are guaranteed to satisfy
One time, boys
Im your ice cream man
Im your ice cream man
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-baby
Ah my, my, my
All my flavors are guaranteed to satis-uh-fy
Ow
song performed by by Van Halen
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I want to make lemonade out of the lemons that were dealt to me.
quote by Baron Hill
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Visiting The Wake Of My Teacher
today i visit the wake of
a 98-year old
retired school teacher
i watch her face inside the coffin
she is very peaceful
i begin to remember
when i was once her grade 3 pupil
in that old Miputak Elementary
School
she believed in me
and that is what made me today
she made me believe in myself
and that made her the best person in the world for me
she will not die
she is living in my memory
goodbye dear teacher
you have done your job too well.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Winning Philosophy
when life handed me
sour lemons
I made lemonade
when life handed me
sour grapes
I made rich red wine
when life was a dangerous
roller coaster
I refused to get on for the ride
when life offered
a shit sandwich
I refused to eat it
did not the great
philosophers
promote positive
states of mental being?
did not the great
philosophers
promote moderation
balance self denial?
happiness is a question of choice
choose wisely live in rewards of wisdom
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. I have several stands around here.
quote by James Brady
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Artifical Man
Scene: After his capture, Flash is taken to a secret hideout to have
his brain cleansed, and his mind conditioned.
Flash, Mr. Black and the Mad Scientist sing:
Flash: I can't believe it's happening
I just want to stay the way that I am.
I don't want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr Black: Let's build an antiseptic world,
Full of artificial people.
Cure all diseases, conquer pain
And monitor the human brain,
And see what thoughts you're thinking.
Observe your feelings,
Secret fears,
Controlling everything you say and do
And we will build a master race
To live within our artificial world.
Tell it to the people all across the land,
We're going to build an artificial man
With the physique of a Tarzan
And the profile of a Cary Grant,
A superior being
Totally made by hand.
Throw out imperfection,
Mould you section by section,
Gonna make you the ultimate creation.
Flash: I can visualise the day
When the world will be controlled by artificial people,
But I don't want to live a lie in an artificial world.
Mr Black: Tell the world that we finally did it,
Made a man that's totally programmed,
Preconditioned thoughts and emotions,
Push-button artificial man.
Did you ever want to live forever?
Well here's your chance to be a total automaton
'Cos we've improved on God's creation
An outdated homo sapien.
Make you taller if you want it
Make your hair grow longer if you need it.
If it doesn't exist then I guess we can breed it.
There'll be no disagreements,
We'll dedicate our lives to achievements,
And organise your life and keep it totally planned.
Flas
song performed by by Kinks
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To Keep Watching
The one thing that made my day, today
He was handed a slip of paper
The one thing that made my day, today
The teacher's face blank and unreadable
The student's face pale and drawn with fear
The one thing that made my day, today
Until he read the paper
The one thing that made my day, today
The door shut closed behind the teacher
The one thing that made my day, today
All the other students turned back around
Except one
The one thing that made my day, today
And that one saw the thing that made her day
The one thing that made my day, today
The boy read the paper ... and he smiled.
poem by Hannah Shier
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