Run for your life from any man who tells you that money is evil. That sentence is the leper's bell of an approaching looter.
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PARTY AT THE LEPER COLONY
Finger food and an ice cold keg
It won't cost you an arm and a leg
Dance all night to a rotten band
Come on, people, let's give 'em a hand
Saturday night it's the place to be
Everybody cut footloose with me
At the party at the leper colony
Oh, there's a party at the leper colony
Met a little lady so pretty and young
She was quite a talker till the cat got her tongue
She oozed up beside me, I turned on my charm
Well, pretty soon she was completely disarmed
I said, "Girl, now don't fall to pieces on me"
But she cried her eyes out . literally
At the party at the leper colony
Oh, there's a party at the leper colony
Hey! Hey!
Hey now, buddy, don't you give me no lip
Sorry I was using your head for a dip
There's a guy in the hot tub, I don't know who
Wait a minute, it looks like Stu
Well, hold the phone now, what do I see?
Another pretty mama got her eye on me
At the party at the leper colony
Oh, there's a party at the leper colony
There's a party at the leper colony
(Party at the leper colony)
There's a party at the leper colony
(Party at the leper colony)
Oh, there's a party at the leper colony, yeah, party at the leper colony
Well, there's a party at the lepr colony
(Party at the leper colony)
Hey!
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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New Test Leper
I cant say that I love jesus
That would be a hollow claim.
He did make some observations
And Im quoting them today.
judge not lest ye be judged.
What a beautiful refrain.
The studio audience disagrees.
Have his lambs all gone astray?
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
you are lost and disillusioned!
What an awful thing to say.
I know this show doesnt matter.
It means nothing to me.
I thought I might help them understand
But what an ugly thing to see.
i am not an animal
Subtitled under the screen.
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
When I tried to tell my story
They cut me off to take a break.
I sat silent 5 commercuials
I had nothing left to say
The talk show host was index-carded
All organized and blank
The other guests were scared and hardened
What a sad parade.
What a sad parade
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
Call me a leper
song performed by by REM
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Leper
I am here lying
Like a log
You are there my Lord
A log.
I am a leper
You are like a leper
And act a leper
You know the pain of leper.
And you know how to clean leprosy
With your holy neemhand touch.
If you are willing
Please come to clean me.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Love Of Money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
She began running for the border and her life
Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night
And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold
In the end all she had to sell them was her soul
Thats the way it goes
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
We began reaching for the future like a dream
In a land where everything was free
Wordly men turned their profits into war
No one knows who were really fighting for
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Money Is The Root of All Evil
Don't listen to a word they say,
Money can't really be that way,
To say money is evil surely can't be true,
Isn't it something that we all love to use,
To think that money is evil would you have to agree
That the thing that prints it would as evil as can be!
Wouldn't that mean that the Government
Is the root of all this evil merriment,
Simply because they print all of it!
poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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Money
Money is the root of all evil,
Money was blessed by the devil,
Money, money can kill,
Money can cheat, steal…
Ask the disbarred lawyer,
What this sad creature
Can do: It can commit suicide,
Money, money can divide,
Money is not what you think it is,
Having money is not going to put you really at ease,
On the contrary, you’ll have fewer friends,
And more creatures showing their hands,
Claws, guns and deadly weapons.
Money will not send you to the heavens,
Money, money is dirty and evil;
Money is a sick devil.
Money and women don’t mix,
Just like alcohol and driving.
Having hush money is not a quick fix,
But a dangerous way to go down the ravine.
Money is not what you think it is,
Having money is not going to put you really at ease.
Money exists to be spent:
To buy food, clothes, and to pay the rent.
Be careful with money,
Money is not a faithful honey.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Ignoring The Increase Of Its Presence
In places where evil is kept practiced,
It takes one to find ways...
To ensure it is always distracted.
Approaching evil with righteousness,
Interpreted as giving it empathy...
Will leave one feeding into it.
Being observant to its effects,
Seems to be the best remedy...
In keeping one step ahead of it.
Pretending it does not exist,
Gives evil reason...
To deliver more of it to sit to go undenied.
Evil seems to reside comfortably,
In those places where people try...
Ignoring the increase of its presence.
Approaching evil with righteousness,
Interpreted as giving it empathy...
Will leave one feeding into it,
In those places where evil is kept practiced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love the money
Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...
Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...
Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...
Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...
Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...
Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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As The Day Goes By
Seven days make a week is a known fact, Seven days in the United State of America, is seven days in the United Kingdom, Seven days in Canada, is seven in Nigeria, Seven days in South Africa is seven days in Liberia, Seven days in Ghana is seven days in Togo A thousand years is like a day before God When you sleep and wake up the next day, you are a day older When you sleep wake up, you are a day older i say It takes the man of understanding to know that he is older than the previous day The day is counting fast The time is counting fast as well The time is ticking like lightening in the sky There is a sharp competition between the day and the time There is a sharp competition between the day and the night There is a sharp competition between the day and the month There is a sharp competition between the day and the year As we getting to the end of the year As we are getting to the end of December As December is fast approaching As December is staring us in the face, As the New Year is fast approaching a day of the following year is not far away from our nose As the day on the calendar stipulates that December closer than we expected As that day fall on December As the day of Christmas sparks like lightening of merrymaking events because of the birth of Jesus Christ As the people rejoice and shout for joy so the daredevil armed robbers, armed to the teeth and body loaded with ammunition's strike their victims leaving sorrow tears and blood Kidnapping increase Ritualist go after their unsuspecting victims I am yet to understand why evil run like tap water in the
mind of people It make my eyes cover in shame, that people are lovers of money rather than their flesh and blood, blood is thicker
than water so they say but when money engulfs the heart of man like tsunami engulfs the land he becomes wild in his thinking like the
lion becomes wild in attacking its prey Money is the root of all evil so also money answereth all things As the days go by, money making evil scheme engulfs the heart of man without having anything to do to that The reason evil continues to grow in the heart of man like a tree with a tap root is yet to be understood It is still a mirage which is yet to be unraveled as the day goes by A day of reckoning is fast approaching, is falling down like the London bridge A day of reckoning is fast approaching, is falling down like a ripe fruit scattering into irreparable pieces which can never be gathered together again The day goes by with evil
poem by Olayemi Ayo
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From Where Shall I Greatness Buy?
Mom tells me to finish my homework quickly,
When I ask why? , she tells me
“You should become great as great as your dad”.
When I ask, where is my dad Mom?
She tells me, “He is now god’s guest.”
Again when I ask Mom,
“Can I not become great by being the god’s guest”?
She slaps me gently and tells me,
“Now just shut up and get your homework done”.
Little later when I ask she says,
“Your Dad fought like a tiger,
risking his life, he never bothered.
His gun has brought him greatness
and the honour of being the god’s guest.
Again when I ask,
“Do people become great when they fight”?
If so, I will beat in the school,
My friend Philip, with my might.”
Now, Mom calls me stupid and gives me a push.
Crying I go to sleep in her lap,
Now she says, “Tomorrow I will
give you pocket money for ice-cream”.
Wiping my eyes when I ask,
Mom! ”Can I by saving pocket money,
try greatness buy”?
Tell Mom, “From where shall I greatness buy”?
She tells, “Oh god help me”
and begins to cry.
poem by Dr. Sandeep Kumar Kar
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Life And Money
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L IFE IS ALL ABOUT MONEY, THATS THE WAY EVERYBODY THINKS IT IS,
WELL LIFES NOT ABOUT MONEY,
LIFE IS ABOUT LOVE,
YOU DO NOT ONLY GET THROUGH LIFE BY MONEY,
YOU ALSO NEED LOVE AND SUPPORT.
MONEY IS EVIL,
SO WHY IS IT ENVOLVED IN LIFE?
I DO LOVE MONEY,
BUT PEOPLE JUST KILLING OTHERS AND ROBBING PLACES TO GET MONEY..
I JUST WISH PEOPLE COULD SEE LIFE THE WAY IT IS SUPPOST TO BE.
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poem by Ryann Holland
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In Hollywood if you are not working, you are a leper. True, you are probably living in the most expensive leper colony in the world.
quote by Allan Sherman
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Innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.
quote by Graham Greene
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The Root Of Evil
The root of all evil
Has me negatively
interacting with people
I can't figure out the reason
People are just soo greedy
And when it comes to money
Why are they soo needy
Its always the people who
Don't need it chasing it the most
Life is funny without money
You notice things you wouldnt
If you had money
People are brain washed
Thinking that pieces of paper
Can bring you life long forfillment
But Materials will never bring enjoyment
Money can't and won't buy
Love
Happyness
Or health
Wealth
Only brings
Decite
Evil
Jealousy
Envy
And a negative situation
The bottom line is this
Money can't buy you happyness
The happyness starts within you
poem by Jaycee Wilkerson
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Evil Inside Of Me
Do you see the evil in me?
It shines through me illuminating, and spraying.
People pass me and automatically start praying.
I am not playing with what I am saying.
I believe in me, so that
means I believe in the evil inside of me.
It talks to me, and through me.
The people who know me,
don’t know what has taken a hold of me.
It’s sees for me, and controls me.
This darkness knows me, it owns me.
It shows me the way, tells me what to say.
Evil believes in me, and I believe in evil.
It whispers to me, honors me, and is ever so loyal to me.
This evil that lies inside of me.
It knows me.
This evil is me
poem by Mindless minds
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Love Is A Crime
Oooh Yeah
Chicago
If love is a crime baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me to life
If love is a crime baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
Some might say I'm guilty of loving the first degree
If the jury wants to lock me up and throw away the key
There's no greater punishment than what I face inside
Won't tamper with the evidence cause there's nothing to hide
(He lives inside my heart)
(I'm in the middle too)
I'm in the middle too
(You never had a clue)
Unless you felt it too
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
(Whether it's wrong or right)
(You can) sentence me
Sentence me to life
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
(Whether it's wrong or right)
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
Better tell the truth, just let me plead my case
The thief who stole my heart from me I couldn't let escape
He's my only alibi, but I won't drop a dime
So how can I give up to you, my partner in crime
(He lives inside) my heart
(I'm in the middle too)
Ooh yeah yeah
(You never had a clue)
Unless you felt it too
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
Sentence me to life
(If love is a crime) baby
I'd do my time
Whether it's wrong or right
You can sentence me
(Sentence me to life)
You can take away my freedom
But you can't take my love from me
I won't die a lonely prisoner
'Cause my heart will set me free
Oooh ooh yeah
Whooh!
Chicago
-acapo
song performed by by Anastacia
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Sonnet: Money Ain’t The Answer
Money, we seek in life to fulfil needs;
Most labour hard to gain some extra wealth;
Some even go on to do evil deeds,
And in the process, spoil their body's health.
Money evades some persons for quite long;
Some get it accidentally, by luck;
Some acquire it through a single song;
But happiness can't come to all by buck.
For, money can't give bliss for all on earth;
Money can't solve all problems in our life;
Neither can it ensure a divine berth;
Money can bring a man unwanted strife.
And yet, the human mind stays money-mad,
Forgetting Almighty God; Oh, how sad!
poem by John Celes
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Money Money Money
Money Money Money
You're just a a thing in itself
But why is it your controlling me
Bit by bit you consume my sanity...
Your not a king but it seems like
Your everywhere...
Money Money Money
You turn myself full of greed......
I know that your a need
But then I'm not contended..
I have more of you
but seems like its not enough.....
Money Money Money
You were just created by man
But then man spare life just for you...
Crime and addiction emerged because of you...
Rich man had enough of you...
But then there the one who had the urge to kill
Just a thing... a money?
How it seems...
Money Money Money
Are you the one who rule our lives
Without you we intend to die?
What made you so important...?
Worship you not even God
Replacing love as our life..
But money as a thing
That can ruin our life!
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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Cash based life
The only thing ever wonted
Happiness! ! ! Is it based on money?
Fame or fortune?
Can you buy your happiness?
Or will you be happy
If you just got money
Yes you can buy
The visible things around you
A nice car and a big house
But not love wealth and happiness
Meaning of happiness is coming to a home
By the end of the day
Even how you low on money
But still to a home to your love ones
To someone who really loves you
Not for your big house or your fancy car
Or how much you can spend buy one day
Yes, now a day's life is mostly based on money
But always have to try to see the meaning of life
With your naked eyes
Not with a blindfold around your eyes
To chase away the devil and the evil within our souls
To see the beauty within our life
Which is not based on money
Life is not all about money or based on it
Even we raised to believe that way
Believe in yourself and think about your life
With money on the side
Without making it the life source of your self
Nisal~©
poem by Nisal Weerasinghe
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No resting Place
Experimental form
I ring my bell.
So you can tell.
I am a leper easily
As I am bound to do by law.
Although I can wander freely.
I am not welcome anymore
You want me gone
So I move on.
There is no resting place for me
nor do I think there’ll ever be.
Until I die
Eventually.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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