Balanced is probably what I am, although that's just a polite way to say that you don't do anything very well.
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Face To Face With An Unknown Cat
miao
face to face with an unknown cat
where did it learn this manner?
the next door neighbour has been around for ages
and we hardly know each other
polite cat
polite, polite, polite
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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It is vain to expect a well-balanced government without a well-balanced society.
quote by Gideon Welles
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Balanced budget requirements seem more likely to produce accounting ingenuity than genuinely balanced budgets.
quote by Thomas Sowell
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If you're not balanced, your mind's not balanced... my fuse went.
quote by Frank Bruno
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Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he becomes polite.
Anyone can be polite to a king, but it takes a gentleman to be polite to a beggar.
Man is the only animal that learns by being hypocritical. He pretends to be polite and then, eventually, he _becomes_ polite.
quote by Jean Kerr
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The Lovin' Crocodile
To make this news will cheer me up tonight,
But where do doves despair when caught alight?
There is no chance in this to reunite,
As far as eyes can tell to be polite.
I ponder more these ways that reconcile
Our brothers fighting more, and then even;
It's like the rage of love, that crocodile
That menacingly poses some lovin'.
I hear the sound of reptiles speaking bad,
I see them down the river lurking now,
My thoughts are with the danger so forbad,
It crawled on legs so uglier, but how?
I see them now and then, in waters cold,
To be polite, to be polite and bold.
poem by Naveed Akram
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for Claribelle
Life is a polite woman.
I have always told you that in class.
I delight in the politeness of a woman.
Outside the class.
When i fall in love, i keep it
to myself. There is no courage for
me to say it. I keep my own joys.
You are a polite woman.
I named you my own Life.
The class do not know that.
I keep it upon myself as a
lovely burden. I keep sorrows too.
Secretly, like
a divine burden, an un-confessed
sin.
Sometimes, i have not told you
before you left, i also mumble upon
myself, without any wish
that i may understand what i
try to hide,
completely. Soon i forget and then
I am happy again.
That is what life is all about.
I am polite too.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The English are polite by telling lies. The Americans are polite by telling the truth.
quote by Malcolm Bradbury
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Balanced Budget... Nov 14th,2012
Balanced Budget …Nov 14th,2012
By
James Bredin
What do you mean; balanced budget; our politicians never heard,
They're busy travelling the world and never got the word,
Okay, we just heard that lower commodity prices are a bad sign,
Will they or will they not, have to examine our credit line?
Should massive government spending be under control?
Should we have forbidden referendums or maybe have a poll?
Have Conservative principles been thrown out the door?
And how do promises of a future balanced budget score?
Is this the same crowd that refused death-with-dignity to us all?
Do they expect us to get down on our knees or maybe crawl?
Why is the federal budget ballooning to $26 billion this year?
Should we forget about this because the government is sincere?
Nov 14th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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This Container
Tough are the edges of this container,
I contain them, I persuade them
To multiply inside and sting noone,
Just to be polite and not harm someone.
Just be so polite to my corner
In the haze of speech, the speaker is!
May I add the ingenious remark to relate
So that my progeny shall never deplete.
Tougher swerves of the pen make for more noise
Than this container of quite too much joy.
Joy is in the pen of concreteness,
The stated art so piled up from centuries of work.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Polite Sea
By the polite sea I rest,
Engaging in attention
And words. By the sea
I lay, by the sea I pray,
Dropping my elbows and words
Onto her sand.
By the amorous sea
I dream. And dream. And dream.
I love the sea. I love the sea.
She is quiet and polite
Tenderly allowing me permission
To be.
poem by Masiela Lusha
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And why is our music called world music? I think people are being polite. What they want to say is that it's third world music. Like they use to call us under developed countries, now it has changed to developing countries, it's much more polite.
quote by Miriam Makeba
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Thank You for Your Appearance, Mr James
From polite acquaintances, “Good Afternoon”
At the office, a single glance and a polite tip of the head
To teacher and student
A lesson to be remembered;
How to be strong, how to learn from your mistakes
How to recognise inner beauty
For that
Thank You for your Appearance.
You, witnessing my growth from
Careless child to a much better human
My performances, my confidence
And lastly my success at overriding the rocks in my path
Is due to you, my teacher
Thank you for your appearance
In my life
poem by Mandy Chen
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Sometimes Your Eyes Can Display Your Feelings
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings,
sometimes a moment is balanced in silence,
when something unseen speaks.
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings
when love accepts the smallest thing as being right,
when we learn deeper things from that, which is unsaid,
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings,
sometimes a moment is balanced in silence.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Acute Sayings
Among the many acute sayings of my heart
The hardest heads have combined to produce them;
Ridiculous sayings are polite, well-looking
And blind for the worlds and the lords of adventure.
The exhibition strays far more than kindness,
Modern mania inhibits us in mighty worries;
Suggested actions involve the stewards of work,
Like the heart and its belongings, a sacred lot.
Every solid and gas may react to see the days
And the nights conserve the whole of existence;
Not in this city will negative actions take there
The pride of a generation, so polluted and polite.
poem by Naveed Akram
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You Got The Fever
Well, things are getting bad now
Since your woman left you, just cant do without it
The other day you even read a book
That tells you how to go about it
It says to join an evening class
Or hang around in zoos and railway stations
And gives you lots of lines to use
And how to make the best of situations
You know its just a bunch of crap, you used to do okay
But that was long ago and far away
You got the fever
You got the fever
You gotta love her
And you gotta leave her
Its something you cant fight [hey hey hey]
Lets call it something polite
Like the fever of love
Fever of love
The girls that want you you dont want
The girls you want they never seem to want you
The girls at work are married
And the girls at dances never seem to want to
The girls in bars are always with a friend
Or waitin for their new fianc
And you tell the barmaid youre just lonely
She just smiles and says: thats what they all say
So you look up some old number you said youd never use
And tell yourself you win instead of lose
You got the fever
You got the fever
You gotta love her
And you gotta leave her
Its something you cant fight [hey hey hey]
Lets call it something polite
Like the fever of love
Fever of love
You got the fever
You got the fever
You gotta love her
And you gotta leave her
Its something you cant fight [hey hey hey]
Lets call it something polite
Like the fever of love
Fever of love
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Venus Stop The Train
Venus, stop the train
For the brakeman lost his place
Satellites were spinning and out of space
They televised her feelings while the light
The light struck terror
I kept my distance because she fell in love with everyone
Smoking grass and taking Christmas trees
She fell in love with me
I was polite to her
A soft sadness having much more than her
Loneliness
Her father warmed the benches
Vice president of southern branches
He reached out to her when her mother slept
He would never forget the light
The light, the light striking terror
I kept my distance because she fell in love with everyone
Smoking grass and taking Christmas trees
She fell in love with me
I was polite to her
A soft sadness having much more than her
Loneliness
Satellites spinning
Satellites spin
Well the light
The light, the light
The light, the light
The light strikes terror
The light strikes terror
I keep my distance because she falls in love with everyone
Smoking grass and taking Christmas trees
She falls in love with me
I'm polite to her
A soft sadness having much more than her
Ugliness
I keep my distance cause she falls in love with everyone
Smoking grass and taking Christmas trees
She falls in love with me
I'm polite to her
I reach my soft hand out to her
I've known her for a very, very long time
song performed by by Wilco
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Do not be serious, be sincere
Don’t have career or academic goals.
Set goals to give you a balanced, successful life.
I use the world balanced before successful.
Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order.
There is no point in getting a promotion on the day of your breakup.
There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable, if your mind is full of tension.
Life is one of those races in nursery school, where you have to run with marble in a spoon kept in your mouth.
If the marble falls, there is no point coming first.
Same is with life, where health and relationships are the marble.
Your striving is only worth it, if there is harmony in your life.
Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die.
One thing about nurturing the spark – don’t take life seriously.
Life is not meant to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here.
We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity.
If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2500 weekends.
Do we really need to get so worked up?
It’s OK, bunk a few classes, scoring low in couple of papers, goof up a few interviews, take leave from work, enjoy with your friends, fall in love, little fights with your loved ones.
We are people, not programmed devices.
Don’t be serious, be sincere.
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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