The best way in the world to advertise is to get somebody else to run around with the name of your product on their person or showing it around somewhere and not only that but they're paying for it.
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The only way to advertise is by not focusing on the product.
quote by Calvin Klein
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Letting go of the bad and showing the world who i am
I am tired of feeling hurt
I am tired of feeling used
I am tired of feeling unworth
I am letting go of you
I am letting go of pain
I am letting go of shame
I am letting go of darkness
I am letting go of bitterness
I am letting go of all the bad and only waiting for the good
I am taking in the light and coming out from underneath my hood
I will show the world my eyes and my smile
I am showing the world My laughter and ability to be wild
I am showing the world its wrong and that I will go on
I am showing the world I am in control
I am showing the world all the things i'm letting go
I am showing the world my joy and my tears
I am showing the world my screams and my fears
I am showing the world who i am and where I've been
I am showing the world all that i can
I will show the world who i am inside and out
I will show the world i don't care if its me they talk about
poem by Jean Pullman
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Let advertisers spend the same amount of money improving their product that they do on advertising and they wouldn't have to advertise it.
quote by Will Rogers
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The advantage of working for a corporation is that it has only one message, because a product or a service doesn't speak; it's just there, and you can advertise it.
quote by Frank Luntz
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Finished product
Not one of us will ever be a finished product;
It’s has nothing to do with success or just luck
No matter what you say or whatever you do
Even if you are an honest person tried and true
Success in life should not allow us to do as we please
Boasting and trying to bring others to their knees
Every one of us must continue to learn and improve
Show more compassion and bad habits try to remove
Then the finished product that everyone sees
Will be being the very best person that we can be
poem by J.L. Price
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Mirroring the shades of me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Mirroring The Shades of Me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Crystal Midnight
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One person goes off and works in Houston the other person goes off to London and you're on the phone to each other and somebody is paying you to kiss somebody else. It's very bizarre being an actor.
quote by Ted Danson
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For the moments
Mutual desire is the essence of sexual relationship.
A man taking a woman out to dinner
Is paying to felicitate her desire for him.
A man hiring a prostitute for sex
Is paying for the absence of her desire for him.
Waitresses showing cleavages get extra tips.
The motive of men is to be endeared by women.
The motive of women is to shine and attract men.
All the ethics are put aside for the moments.
15.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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YOU Are An Inspiration
You want me to create for you a job?
So you can do what?
Pester me about your lunch breaks?
Make personal phone calls at my expense?
Call in sick once every two weeks?
Get upset because someone else deserving,
Gets a raise?
Lie about being harrassed on the job?
Do much less than what is expected?
And then demand more pay...
Benefits.
Vacation time.
And expectations for a promotion...
To further expose your incompetence?
AND have a union back your laziness too?
I produce a product to be sold,
At a price people can afford.
And I can not do that,
Paying you much more than that product is worth.
Plus,
You want me to pay for your luxurious lifestyle.
When it would be more lucrative for me to get you,
A full time psychiatrist and use you as a tax write-off.
Hey...
I think I'm onto something.
YOU are an inspiration.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Glass Walls
Glass walls
Of the candy jar
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me...
Glass walls
Of the shopping mall
Showing me the colors
Showing me the shapes
Just showing me..
Glass walls
Of the computer screens
Showing me the colors
Showing me the smiles
Showing me the love
Even telling me... and nudging me...
It is only the glass... I can touch...!
poem by Rowving Smith
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Legalise It
Legalise it, yeah, yeah,
Dont criticise it
Legalise it, yeah, yeah,
And I will advertise it
Some of them call it tambi
Some of them call it deh weed
Some call it marijuana
Some of them call it ganja
Every man got to legalise it, yeah, yeah,
Dont criticise it
Legalise it, yeah, yeah,
And I will advertise it
Singers smoke it
And players of instruments too
Legalise it, yeah, yeah
Thats the best thing you can do
Doctors smoke it, nurses smoke it
Judges smoke it, even the lawyer to
So youve got to legalise it, yeah, yeah
Dont criticise it
Legalise it, yeah, yeah,
And I will advertise it
Politicians smoke it, and their children too
Policeman smoke it, when them a steal it from you
Weve got to legalise it, yeah, yeah
Dont criticise it
Legalise it, yeah, yeah,
And I will advertise it
song performed by by Ub40
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Thanks For Not Giving Up On Me
Thanks for not giving up on me like everyone else...
Thanks for picking me up when everybody was looking down on me...
Thanks for wiping the tears from my eyes when i cried...
Thanks for being the farther i never had in my life...
Thanks for putting my shatter heart back together and keeping it...
Thanks for always being there for me...
Thanks for showing me love when i did wrong...
Thanks for showing me that good things can happen even for a person as myself...
Thanks for showing me right from wrong...
Thanks for my future you restored when you decided to fix my life...
Thanks for all the love you put in me... Words can not explain what you mean to me...i love you pops
poem by Joe Peraza
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Perform to become a monk and yogi
We perform our duties
Assigned to us
More often than not
Either with anxiety or expectation
Over the rewards or otherwise
Of the product
This ends up with
Either not meeting the requirements
Of the beneficiaries or customers
Or in presenting them with a product
That is beyond their expectations
Both ways
The beneficiary or customer
Accepts the product of our efforts
With a certain bit of reluctance
Krishna talks about a performer
Who performs for the sake of
Performing only
With no anxiety or expectation
On the rewards or otherwise
Of the performance
He says such a performer can also be called
A monk, who, in fact, renounced all
Result-oriented action
And he is also a yogi
Well focused and involved
In what is being performed
Krishna further adds such a person
Should not be categorized as the one
With no fire of desire
For innovation, improvement and
Envisioning and for developing
Systems that will prevent possible
Deviations from the product quality
Such a performer
Should also be not categorized as the one
With no sensitivity
And reacting sense to
Take corrective actions
With regard to process flow
In case a beneficiary or customer comes up
With a complaint on the product
For its non performance
And for its non-conforming to
Specifications desired by him or her
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Core of My Heart
I am a wild one
Running free
Running wild
Nobody could tame me
Nobody could reach me
Nobody could break my barrier of lust, passion, greed, desire and above all vitality.
Nobody could free my inner being
Nobody could break down the wall of pain and hurt
I had to overcome in the past
Nobody could see the real me
The person I dared to be
Until you came along
You took me right out of the blue
Simply by showing me you loved me
You fought demons to be with me
You killed wicked thoughts to hold me
You slayed dragons of desire to kiss me
You did not leave me
You climbed into my world
Swam up the channels in my heart
You unlocked the core of my heart
Accomplished to pick the pieces of my shattered soul
You saw me for who I was
Not for person I portrayed to be
It was never a game for you
I falling deeper and deeper into your arms
I look at you smiling at me
With love and respect
I can only wonder why
Is it is you that is holding me?
I can only thank you
For showing me the real person I am
The true companion I am
and
For bringing out the core of my heart
poem by Marcia Gravett
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In This Human World
In this Human World we live in ourselves with others we compare
But of what it takes to be a good person many do not seem aware
Few aspire to be better people though at what they do they want to be best
Many know of material success though many do not pass the good person test.
In this Human World we live in an often used word is success
As we seek the approval of others and others we want to impress
But most seek the success that comes with material possessions is this what life is all about
The idea of success to the majority is something that's open to doubt.
Few see success in helping the less privileged or for showing for them that we do care
Many see success in wealth accumulation yet too few for others their wealth does share
We come into the world with nothing and we cannot take our money with us when we die
The idea of what it takes to be successful is an idea that's based on a lie.
In this human world that we live in for material success many compete
Where many crave for recognition of being the wealthiest one in their street
But being the wealthiest person in your street or owning the biggest house or car
Does not tell us that much about you or of how good of a person you are.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A gentleman opposed to their enfranchisement once said to me, women have never produced anything of any value to the world. I told him the chief product of the women had been the men, and left it to him to decide whether the product was of any value.
quote by Anna Howard Shaw
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War and Joy
Joy is a product of war, like the fed up world,
Like mania, danger and deceit, all the way too cold.
Joy has decided to show up after all,
In a guise too marked and cruel.
I wonder what the difference is?
Is danger a decision, or does joy come into it?
Joy is a product of course of war, as we feed it.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The product of the artist has become less important than the fact of the artist. We wish to absorb this person. We wish to devour someone who has experienced the tragic. In our society this person is much more important than anything he might create.
quote by David Mamet
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My Sister
My sister is
The gravity to my Universe
She pulls me toward her
With irresistible charm and charisma
My sister is
The most important person in the world
She cares more about others than herself
If she wanted to, she could create world peace
My sister is
An animal lover in the extreme
With tender love and care;
Her instruments of healing
My sister is
The one person I would kill for
The only person who is worth everything
The inspiration to do better
My sister is
The person who makes me a better person
Saving the world one way or another
And defending others with her last breath
My sister is
The most sympathetic and loving
And the one person I couldn't bear to part with
The one that I would defend with my life
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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