Racing a thoroughbred grand prix car in front of a home crowd will be a surreal and mighty experience.
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Anything happens in Grand Prix racing, and it usually does.
quote by Murray Walker
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We have had more sales for this year's grand prix than any other, and we have been helped in that by the fact that Jenson had 10 podiums last season and looks like a winner. It is good for British motor racing if he is there and doing well.
quote by Jackie Stewart
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Not Just Another Horse
A thoroughbred seldom on a racetrack treads!
Instead a thoroughbred is seen to glide...
Igniting the night sky,
Like a self propelled firefly!
And witnessed by the curious,
Who wonder how and why...
A thoroughbred is not just another horse!
Nor is a firefly made from butter.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The preparation, commitment and desire to win will be no less than the last time I drove a grand prix car in anger.
quote by Nigel Mansell
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There are seven winners of the Monaco Grand Prix on the starting line today, and four of them are Michael Schumacher.
quote by Murray Walker
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The Honeymon Phase
Oh you traitorous yet wonderful friend.
Sometimes more of a fiend, but I adore you none the less.
You trickery is coning and your presence hasty,
to look upon one's eyes and experience true beauty.
I feel your coming by the pain in my stomach,
yet I ignore such agony, and make way for peace.
Once experience your addictive as you are swift,
and you always make my perception beautifully surreal,
but too surreal.
So therefore the time you take is neither false nor is it true,
neither good nor s it evil, but deceptive none the less.
Because of how you leave my mind forever amazed
I will always love you yet hate you oh traitorous honeymoon phase.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Hats Off To The Band
let the crowd rise in front of me
no longer in my cage
the crowd sings they stomp there feet
while my band is on the stage
my guitar sings to me
it's voice is one of rage
i can see her in the front
the one i came to meet
this is all just rock to me
but the crowd is at the edge of there seat
skinerds on electric
rob zombies on the drums
i crank up on that amp now
cuz where just having fun
Driving To Work (Revised)
Took a scenic route to look at jacarandas
in bloom - sadly their purple was stripped
by last night's rain, stuck behind a slow-
moving police van, no chance to play Grand
Prix again
Next time I'll keep to the highway, people
claim they see deer and giraffes in the
sanctuary next to the road, I would love
to see any but am always racing - it'd be
so such fun
Currently I have to watch other cars with
a hawk's eye after a crash yesterday, two
drivers not looking at a roundabout went
for the same spot, now I glare at drivers
with laser eyes
To make sure they are clear before I drive
off; I love my little Suzuki too much to take
any unwarranted risks' - speeding only on a
straight stretch of road is allowed in my
history book
Pretoria 17 October 2012
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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I go to see grand prix every year, and I watch every race on TV for sure. I probably go to three or four CART races and three or four Formula One races.
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The Once Mighty Bay
Fifteen years ago he could run as fast as the wind
The champion group 1 gelding of the thoroughbred kind
At the big City race tracks big races he won
The big bay in his prime was the Nation's number one
Racehorse and highest stakes winner and the one to beat
In his racing life he never tasted defeat
But in his retirement his face looking gray
A shadow of the horse he once was is the ageing big bay
In his younger years he was the Nation's pride
And to watch him race people came from places far and wide
But it has been awhile now since he was in his prime
And he is losing out to the father of time
And like every dog every race-horse has it's day
He can scarce raise a trot now the once mighty bay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Perhaps the single most important element in mastering the techniques and tactics of racing is experience. But once you have the fundamentals, acquiring the experience is a matter of time.
quote by Greg LeMond
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The Race Of Standing Still
I'm racing racing towards it
Like when I was a small boy
Cutting through a waving field
Decorated by summer sunlight
Unable to remember
Unable to forget
Unable yet at peace
Unable yet scared
I'm racing racing towards it with fear and excitement
They seem unseperable
They seem so far apart
They are my close friends
They are my very ghosts
I'm racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
In the race of standing still
song performed by by Zao from Zao
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At the British motor show
At the British motor show
in London
I do not know what
caught my eye first
between the red sign
triangulating down stating:
“Join Vodafone today
for your chance
to win this Maserati Spyder
worth 74000 pounds sterling, ”
or the blonde girl dressed in red
in front of it
with a red Ferrari T-shirt
accentuating her breasts
and red plastic close fitting pants
stretching much too sensual at places
standing next to a blood red Ferrari
Grand Prix car with Bridgestone,
Shell, Vodafone and Olympus stickers
plastered all over it
with one hand on her hip
and the other down
at her side
and red polished nails gleaming
just as bright as her smile
and I would have seen her
by a mile.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Metamorphosis
and with good fortune
the experience grows itself
into a poem; so that
the poem then may seed itself
into a new experience;
like two young lovers
one the poem’s beginning
the other the poem’s end,
looking, looking, in a crowd of thousands,
seeing each other, running toward –
the crowd so alien
then so soon, love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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High School Heart
(jerry laseter/kerry kurt phippips)
That ol drive-in is a parking lot
They made a shopping mall out of our make-out spot
The oldies station plays all those songs
We used to sing
And even though that ol high schools gone
It started somethin thats still goin strong
I swear sometimes I can hear that ol bell sing
cause you still slide in close to me
Just like you did in my ol grand prix
You still get a little jealous
If I speak to jenny barnes
That yearbook smile still drives me mad
With all thats changed, Im so glad
Youre still lovin me
With that some ol high school heart
Id take off runnin to mrs. walkers class
Lipstick on my cheek and a note in my hand
Im still runnin late cause I still cant pull away
From your lovin arms
Every time we touch, you make it feel brand new
I guess thats why Im still fallin for you
Youre still lovin me
With that same ol high school heart
cause you still slide in close to me
Just like you did in my ol grand prix
You still get a little jealous
If I speak to jenny barnes
That yearbook smile still drives me mad
With all thats changed, Im so glad
Youre still lovin me
With that some ol high school heart
Youre still lovin me
With that some ol high school heart
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Closer To Home
I'm Your Captain
Grand Funk Railroad
Mark Farner
The tune that is remembered as "Closer To Home", is actually labeled "I'm
Your Captain" on both the album sleeve and record label. It is from the
album "Closer To Home", released by Grand Funk Railroad in June of 1970.
Everybody,
listen to me,
and return me, my ship.
I'm your captain, I'm your captain,
though I'm feeling mighty sick.
I've been lost now,
days uncounted,
and it's months since,
I've seen home.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
or am I all alone?
If you return me,
to my home port,
I will kiss you,
mother earth.
Take me back now, take me back now,
to the port, of my birth.
Am I in my cabin dreaming,
or are you really scheming,
to take my ship away from me.
You'd better think about it,
I jsut can't live without it,
so please don't take my ship from me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I can feel the hand,
of a stranger,
and it tightening,
around my throat.
Heaven help me, heaven help me,
take this stranger, from my boat.
I'm your captain, I'm your captain,
though I'm feeling mighty sick.
Everybody, listen to me,
and return me, my ship,
I'm your captain, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm your captain, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm your captain, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm your captain, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm getting closer to my home.
I'm getting closer to my home.
transcribed by Steve McClurg ([email protected])
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Boxers
Losing in front of your home crowd
You wish the ground
Would open up and take you down
And will time never pass ?
Will time never pass for us ?
Your weary wife is walking away
Your nephew is true
Well, he thinks the world of you
And I have to close my eyes
Oh ...
Losing in front of your home town
The crowd call your name
They love you all the same
The sound, the smell, and the spray
You will take them all away
And theyll stay
Till the grave
Your weary wife is walking away
Your nephew, is true
Well, he thinks the world of you
And I have to close my eyes
Oh ...
Losing in your home town
Hell is the bell
That will not ring again
You will return one day
Because of all the things that you see
When your eyes close
Your weary wife - walking away
Your nephew, its true
He still thinks the world of you
And I have to dry my eyes
Oh ...
song performed by by Morrissey
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White Russian
(fish, steve rothery, mark kelly, pete trewavas, ian mosley)
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
They boarded up the synagogues uzis on a street corner
You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner
The dj resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say
Surface scratched where the needles play, uzis on a street corner
Where do we go from here
Terror in rue de st. denis, murder on the periphery
Someone else in someone else's pocket, christ knows i don't know how to stop it
Poppies at the cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh
I heard in on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
The more i see, the more i hear, the more i find fewer answers
I close my mind, i shout it out but you know it's getting harder
To me calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about
I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, i can't pretend everything's alright
My ideals, my sanity, they seem to be deserting me
But to stand up and fight i know we have six million reasons
They're burning down the synagogues uzis on a street corner
The heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner
The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows
This resurrection we can't allow, uzis on a street corner
Where do we go from here, where do we go from here
We buy fresh bagels from the corner store
Where swastikas are spat from aerosols
I sit in the bar sipping iced white russian
Trying to score but nobody's pushing
And everyone looks at everyone's faces
Searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence
Are we sitting on a barbed wire fence
Racing the clouds home, racing the clouds home
We place our faith in human rights
In the paper wars that tie the red tape tight
I know that i would rather be out of this conspiracy
In the gulags and internment camps frozen faces in nameless ranks
I know that they would rather be standing here beside me
Racing the clouds home, racing the clouds home
You can shut your eyes, you can hide it away it's gonna come back another day
Racing the clouds home, are we racing the clouds home
Racing the clouds home
song performed by by Marillion
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When they first said I made it through it was just crazy, I mean all kinds of thoughts were going through my head, and you know to be watching the show for nine seasons and to be on it now is surreal, it's so surreal.
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Love Is
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Love is in the horizon,
it sits upon the sand;
the whispers in the hallway,
revealing secrets grand.
It's dancing in the rain
and in the blazing sun;
the mighty flowing river,
the voice of a long lost son.
Love is in the desert,
in the oasis' leafy fronds;
the racing tiny tadpoles
in lazy summer ponds.
It's teary airport farewells
and walks on a moonlit night;
the gentle flowing breezes
that quiet the frightened heart.
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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