Three of us will help the other two get suited up, get them in the hatch, and get them out the door.
quote by Mark Kelly
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I'll be helping them getting suited up, getting them in the airlock, getting the airlock prepared, and getting them out the hatch, and then talking them through these three spacewalks.
quote by Mark Kelly
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Unsuited
Unsuited!
From you that's what I use to believe.
I wasn't suited,
To be near you or your company.
Unsuited!
But then
Neither are you 'now' for me.
Everything today that's claimed,
Will re-arrange to make a change!
Unsuited!
From you that's what I use to believe.
I wasn't suited,
To be near you or your company.
Unsuited!
But then
Today you're not suited for me.
If one waits around,
What appears will change.
And those noses in the air,
Will one day sniff a shame.
With a misery to come,
Like a mental stinging pain.
From their heads to their toes,
And this will show...
When they tumble from their gains,
And everybody knows.
Everything today that's claimed,
Will re-arrange to make a change!
Uh,
I wasn't suited
To be or breathe,
In your company.
Unsuited!
The feeling your eyes,
Laid on me.
I was not suited.
But then
Neither are you 'now',
For me.
I wasn't suited.
But then
Neither are you 'now',
For me.
Can you compute it?
The air I wish to breathe is pretentious free!
Can you compute it?
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
And now
The air I wish to breathe is free.
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
But then,
Neither are you now,
For me.
I wasn't suited when you booted me.
But then
Today you are unsuited,
For me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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try to look at it from a different
perspective
dexter
when your prayers are not granted
it is not because
you do not deserve to be there
it is not because
you are lesser that those who are now
seated in the front
handshaking with greatness
it is simply because
God has barred the door
where you are going to enter
the room of your
perdition
just wait
the right door for you
is yet unfinished
the room there
is suited for you
and for no other
soon, you will understand
but i know for sure
God has always heard you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dexter Always Remember
try to look at it from a different
perspective
dexter
when your prayers are not granted
it is not because
you do not deserve to be there
it is not because
you are lesser that those who are now
seated in the front
handshaking with greatness
it is simply because
God has barred the door
where you are going to enter
the room of your
perdition
just wait
the right door for you
is yet unfinished
the room there
is suited for you
and for no other
soon, you will understand
but i know for sure
God has always heard you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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They're Not Suited Totally
Two strangers,
Too soon meet...
To agree,
No one else can match their needs.
Two strangers,
Too soon meet...
To soon discover,
They're not suited totally!
After feeding sexual needs,
They're not suited totally.
Petty issues raises heat.
And they're not suited totally.
There's no cure or remedy,
That will make two strangers see...
Eye to eye,
As days go by.
Two strangers,
Too soon meet...
To agree,
No one else can match their needs.
Two strangers,
Too soon meet...
To soon discover,
They're not suited totally!
Between them there's no history.
And two strangers will never see...
Eye to eye,
As days go by.
After feeding sexual needs,
They're not suited totally.
Petty issues raises heat.
And they're not suited totally.
There's no cure or remedy,
And soon two strangers will agree...
Between them there's no chemistry.
And one of them wishes to leave.
Since there is no history.
And two strangers will never see...
Eye to eye,
As days go by.
Two strangers...
They're not suited totally!
Between them there's no history.
Communication from them leaves.
And two strangers will never see...
Eye to eye,
As days go by.
Two strangers.
Between them there's no history.
And two strangers will soon agree,
That they're not suited totally!
Because there is no chemistry.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Ever Pay You Back
I dont have what it takes to stay with you
And Im leaving in under ten days, its not what Id planned
But anyway, you know, by and large anywhere I go
I wont find anyone who loves me enough to make you look bad
All the cars on the road are driving away from here
But Im still looking under my nose to see who I am
But anywhere I go, standing at any kind of show
I wont find anyone wholl tell me what I need to know
Thats not how its done
But anyway, you know, by and large anywhere I go
I wont find anyone who loves me enough
If I ever pay you back
If my money and wallets intact
Ill probably be in a box lying down
Loosely suited in black
If I ever pay you back
If my money and wallets intact
Ill probably be in a box lying down
Loosely suited in black
Loosely suited in black
Loosely suited in black
song performed by by Liz Phair
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If I Ever You Back
I dont have what it takes to stay with you
And Im leaving in under ten days, its not what Id planned
But anyway, you know, by and large anywhere I go
I wont find anyone who loves me enough to make you look bad
All the cars on the road are driving away from here
But Im still looking under my nose to see who I am
But anywhere I go, standing at any kind of show
I wont find anyone wholl tell me what I need to know
Thats not how its done
But anyway, you know, by and large anywhere I go
I wont find anyone who loves me enough
If I ever pay you back
If my money and wallets intact
Ill probably be in a box lying down
Loosely suited in black
If I ever pay you back
If my money and wallets intact
Ill probably be in a box lying down
Loosely suited in black
Loosely suited in black
Loosely suited in black
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Reservation of truth
His wife and he were seeing an album,
Wherein they saw some charming couples.
He found those men not suited to their women.
She found those women not suited to their men.
12.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tomorrow will Hatch
When tomorrow hatch
The future is born
Tomorrow is rind in the shell of uncertainty
What tomorrow unknown but the syllable of fate
Tomorrow some will grace
And some will fall
If today stale
Tomorrow might be fair
If today smiles
Tomorrow might be gloom
Tomorrow might not hatch
For some fate are dashed
Tomorrow is like today, but tomorrow
Tomorrow will sleep
Tomorrow is but hope.
poem by Abdullah Musa
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Suited To Be Tied
In time,
All crimes...
Expose themselves,
For what they are.
No matter how small.
Or notorious!
Clouds shading Sun,
To hide and protect what has been done,
Come to light!
Eventually.
And injustices committed,
Are lifted to acquit.
Sometimes with a reluctance,
Expressed on faces of sickness.
And those suited and tied,
AND tried for their criminalities...
Discover,
They have been uncovered...
Indeed!
And found suited,
And tied.
Confirmed and confined,
To spend much time...
Locked behind bars,
For their misdeeds!
And dressed in inmate fashion!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Locks On a Closed Door Eventually Rust
Why turn your back on atrocities now?
Like thick and wicked pricks,
On a path uncleared in a forest that sits...
You and I and those who spy,
Are surrounded and in the midst of it.
Where did you believe you could go,
To enjoy a way of life without stones thrown?
Or find a clearing suited for your uninvolvement!
Even locks on a closed door eventually rust.
And no one alive escapes dust!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smalltown
When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
You say, no one famous ever came from here
When youre growing up in a small town
And youre having a nervous breakdown
And you think that youll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live
Where did picasso come from
Theres no michelangelo coming from pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
Im the part sinking below
When youre growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When youre in a small town
My father worked in construction
Its not something for which Im suited
Oh, what is something for which you are suited
Getting out of here
I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in new york city
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go
Im no dali coming from pittsburgh
No adorable lisping capote
My hero, oh, do you think I could meet him
Id camp out at his front door
There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out
When youre growing up in a small town
You know youll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town
You hate it and youll know you have to leave
song performed by by Lou Reed
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God Bless Mckay Hatch
some people insist
on cursing in speech
their words just consist
of language that breach
animosity and anger
bullying and such
they are not any better
And need curses as crutch
uplifting language
is never out of place
it will suit any age
and bless any race
thank God for a young man
who cared so much
let his club fill the land
God bless Mckay Hatch!
Note: Mckay Hatch is a 15 year old who started the 'No Cussing Club' to promote uplifting language and replace cursing with better words.
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
February 25,2010
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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We
we build the stairs first
stair upon stair
wood and nail
and hammer
and hands
and some
determined thoughts
dreams to reach the skies
focus
and look what have be done
we have reached the door
of the room
it is here where we shall hatch
all our dreams
like eggs to our warm
hands
like chicks to our cheeks
time and stairs and hopes and dreams and nails and hammers
and hands
and eyes
be awake and always be vigilant
for dreams that do not die like night
stars
are we
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For every goodbye, God also provides a hello.
quote by Donna Gable Hatch
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The Attic
The attic holds such fascination
I climb the ladder in trepidation,
The attic is a time machine
Most things hidden and unseen,
I lift the hatch and take a peak
The old rocking chair begins to creak
Dust coats the old wooden chest
The lid embossed with a crest,
All the games of yesteryear
In the corner, uncles spear,
Boxes piled with books and photos
Most containing all my heroes,
Snakes and ladders, ludo, lots of games
They belonged to my brother James.
Oh! look my old train set
On the ledge fathers old cornet,
A place where I can come and dream
Oh! just hit my head on the beam,
Underneath the old guitar
Just found my 007 car,
I think I'll go I'm getting mellow
Maybe I'll return tomorrow
I descend the ladder and close the hatch
Just for now I'll watch the match.
poem by Hazel Connelly
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