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When life is too easy for us, we must beware or we may not be ready to meet the blows which sooner or later come to everyone, rich or poor.

quote by Eleanor Roosevelt
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Easy Come, Easy Go

(words & music by weisman / wayne)
Easy come, easy go
Here, there, everywhere, crazy love is in the air
Nightfall, mmm, day and nightfall
So many girls in every port
You gotta be a juggernaut
Full speed ahead or youll be caught
Oh yeah! oh yeah!
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
All right!
When you want love to keep you warm
Theres nothing like a uniform
You got a port in any storm
There she blows
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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21 - Victorian Poverty

A period of extreme poverty of the lower working classes
As they worked to the death the rich sat politely on their arses
London’s poor tried to scrape a living doing jobs the devil created
As the rich sat at their windows laughing at the pitiful souls they hated

The poor would have sooner died than enter the poor houses control
As it was not fit to harbor a single living human soul
Small boys were used to clean narrow sooted chimneys
While in the coal mines children worked on their hands and knees

Although this golden age pioneered many useful inventions
Children privileged to go to school were whipped instead of detentions
And as the poor worked for a life at every waking hour
The rich covered their stench with perfume and wild flowers

The poor had nothing and hardly anything to eat
While the rich enjoyed tea and honey and sherbet lemon sweets
In Victorian London the poor just lived and died
The rich never really noticed the rich never really cried

A period of extreme poverty of the lower working classes
As they worked to the death the rich sat politely on their asses

poem by Nicola Burkett
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Bohemian Polka

Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
Im just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
cause Im easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesnt really matter to me
To me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now hes dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now Ive gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didnt mean to make you cry
If Im not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Bodys aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - Ive got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo
I dont want to die
I sometimes wish Id never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a mam
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very, very frightening me
Galileo, galileo
Galileo, galileo
Galileo figaro - magnifico... hey! hey! hey!
Im just a poor boy, nobody loves me
Hes just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! no, we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! we will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
Will not let you go - let him go
No, no, no, no, no no no no no!
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me
For me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby - cant do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me anyway the wind blows - hey!

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Are You Ready?

Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Are you ready to meet jesus?
Are you where you ought to be?
Will he know you when he sees you
Or will he say, depart from me?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready, am I ready?
Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren
And to take up my cross?
Have I surrendered to the will of god
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Am I ready, hope Im ready.
When destruction cometh swiftly
And theres no time to say a fare-thee-well,
Have you decided whether you want to be
In heaven or in hell?
Are you ready, are you ready?
Have you got some unfinished business?
Is there something holding you back?
Are you thinking for yourself
Or are you following the pack?
Are you ready, hope youre ready.
Are you ready?
Are you ready for the judgment?
Are you ready for that terrible swift sword?
Are you ready for armageddon?
Are you ready for the day of the lord?
Are you ready, I hope youre ready.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Sooner Or Later

Written by christine mcvie and eddy quintela.
I thought Id let you go
In my heart and in my mind
And look towards the future
Leaving the past behind
Well maybe its the season
That season of the year
Defying all my reason
I just want you to be here
I want you to be here
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
I want you to be here
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
And though its not the first time
Ive thought of you this way
The darkness of the winter
Keeps my happiness at bay
Its easy to forget you
In the summer, in the light
With the days of lazy laughter
And sweet, sweet dreams in the night
Sweet dreams in the night
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
Sweet dreams in the night
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
S all I really mean is
When all is said and all is done
Its all because of you babe
That Im the lucky one
I am the lucky one
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
I am the lucky one
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
I am the lucky one
Sooner or later
Sooner or later Ill forget
I am the lucky one
Sooner or later

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Sonnet: The Rich and the Poor

The rich become richer and the poor poorer;
This is the way in which this world goes on!
Men may become suddenly rich, not born;
A rich man turns suddenly a beggar.

The few pennies are snatched off from the poor;
The brunt of taxes are but borne by them;
They can’t make both ends meet by any sum;
The rich hoodwink the taxman- their brother!

Will the world treat people alike ever?
All men are born unequally today;
Yet, if it happens, ’twill be a wonder;
No matter what you do, things happen this way.

The rich become richer not by real work;
The poor become poorer though they hardwork!

poem by John Celes
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Rich and Poor

In me a sense has felt like each,
One causes others to wonder of strange beliefs,
In a feeding are the poor,
Poor are the opposite of the Rich.

In this side of the valley,
The Rich are better at living,
In opposition to the laughter
Of the Poor.

Poor is not Rich,
And Rich carries no Wealth
Of Heavenly Times.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Fate of a votary is written by God

Fate of a votary is written by God
Can it be changed now and then?
No, it can not be changed by men,
Regarding fate none is ready to nod,
If a baby is born to a rich person,
That baby becomes a rich man in life,
Then he marries to a wealthy wife,
What about the fate of a poor man’s son?
Every fate depends upon NATURE,
By Nature a rich to a poor is addressed,
Nature also brightens a poor son’s future,
ON the mercy of Lord a fate is stressed,
Nature can make a hill to a creature,
If God likes, it can be changed or redressed.

poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Rich & Poor; or Saint & Sinner

The poor man's sins are glaring;
In the face of ghostly warning
He is caught in the fact
Of an overt act---
Buying greens on a Sunday morning.

The rich man's sins are hidden
In the pomp of wealth and station;
And escape the sight
Of the children of light,
Who are wise in their generation.

The rich man has a kitchen,
And cooks to dress his dinner;
The poor who would roast
To the baker's must post,
And thus becomes a sinner.

The rich man has a cellar,
And a ready butler by him;
The poor man must steer
For his pint of beer
Where the saint can't choose but to spy him.

The rich man's painted windows
Hide the concerts of the quality;
The poor can but share
A crack'd fiddle in the air,
Which offends all sound morality.

The rich man is invisible
In the crowd of his gay society;
But the poor man's delight
Is a sore in the sight,
And a stench in the nose of piety.

poem by Thomas Love Peacock
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The Very Thing That Makes You Rich

My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
"boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self
'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand
And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor
The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor"
That's right!
Well, i put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes i did
Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes i did, i sure did
While you were living high on the hog
You had me down here scuffling like a dog
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake
You know i'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor,
Makes me so damn poor
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Makes me so damned poor
Money won't change it, no no...

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet

(h. woods, g. kahn)
Its just a little street
Where old friends meet,
Id love to wander back
Someday.
To you, it may be old,
And sort of tumbled down,
But it means a lot to folks
In my hometown.
Although Im rich or poor,
I still feel sure
Im welcome as the flowers in may.
Its just a little street
Where old friends meet,
And treat you in the same old way.
~interlude~
Although Im rich or poor,
I still feel sure
Im welcome as the flowers in may.
Its just a little street
Where old friends meet,
And treat you in the same old way.

song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Poor Little Rich Girl

You say youre gonna testify
Lie away, lie away
So youre gonna gun me down
Go ahead, fire away
You say youll
Bring the curtain down
Turn around, walk away
Youre gonna close
This theatre down
Go ahead, stop the play
Your money talks
You pull the strings
Someone waits in the wings
You flick the switch, the dancer falls
You deal the cards
The dealer calls in your game
Poor little rich girl, your money talks
You pull the strings
Its a shame, poor little rich girl
Your money burns
We all have wings
You say youre gonna
Leave this town, fly away, fly away
So you gonna
Shoot me down, go ahead
Your money burns
Your money stings
Another song that no one sings
Another script left on the floor
Another face is shown the door
In your game
Poor little rich girl, your money talks
You pull the strings
Its a shame, poor little rich girl
Your money burns
We all have wings
In the game, poor little rich girl
Its easy come, its easy go
Its a shame, poor little rich girl
You lock the door, close the show
Its a game

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Sonnet: Trust Not the Rich

The world is large but people’s minds are small!
They do not trust the God who loves man much;
They blunder often, repeatedly fall;
They want their hands to have the ‘golden touch’!

Beware of nations rich with much resource;
They lead the world in every field they choose;
They steer the poorer ones clearly off-course,
And hang their economy’s neck by noose!

The world today doesn’t care for poorer men;
The rich usurp all pow’r and ill-treat rest;
They neglect downtrodden and poor brethren;
The poor can’t rise although being the best.

Don’t trust the rich but stay independent;
The rich make slaves out of those dependent!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-28-2010

poem by John Celes
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The poor rich

Who is poor rich? Who is rich poor?
A lone duck among swans is poor rich.
A lone swan among ducks is rich poor.
Each circle has either of one in it.
30.05.2011

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It's Never Easy To Say Goodbye

Jimmy climbs on borad of that old yellow bus
Sure looks big in his little eyes
His mama waves
As the tears kick up the dust
It's never easy to say goodbye
Julie Ray in her pearl white wedding gown
Has found her wings and it's time to fly
It's all her dad to keep from breakin' down
It's never easy to say goodbye
It ain't easy
To ever say goodbye
It ain't easy
Lettin' go of the ones you love
But believe me
We'll meet again
By and by
If not here
Somewhere up above
I've had friends
That I lost along the way
They've been called on down the line
Though their time was short
I still think about them everyday
It ain't easy to say goodbye
It ain't easy
To ever say goodbye
It ain't easy
Lettin' go of the ones you love
But believe me
We'll meet again
By and by
If not here
Somewhere up above
My time has come
To go our separate ways
And it's alright if you wanna cry
Though I know we'll meet again someday
It's never easy to say goodbye
It ain't easy
To ever say goodbye
It ain't easy
Lettin' go of the ones you love
But believe me
We'll meet again
By and by
If not here
Somewhere up above
If not here
Somewhere up above

song performed by by Kenny Chesney
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You Are The Mother Beneath Our Wings Dedicated to my mother who thought she had nothing to give-but gave the wisest things!

You are the mother beneath our wings, born into poverty brought us the
wealth of many kings, When you art young and don't have anything, you rely on
your Mother to give you everything, For a poor mother who had nothing you gave the
wisest things, You are the Mother beneath our wings.
Being poor was a rich experience for us and heartbreaking for you
You planted many seeds and nourished your ten kids needs
You gave us the wealth of may kings-coming from poverty taught us many things
The way you loved your life, being the kissin' bandit's wife
We were dirt poor, but it wasn't all bad
If material wealth as all we had-We wouldn't appreciate life and be thankful for what
we have. What you gave was unique, prized above material things
To each child special gifts you did bring
We were never too poor to give something-when you think you can't give nothing
You van give the wisest things-The love you gave will be treasured more than anything
When the trumpet blows and you rise up to meet your king
REMEMBER the lilies blooming in spring and that you gave your best in EVERYTHING!

poem by Miriam McKee
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Sooner Or Later

Im walking down the street I used to walk with them
Rain is falling down on me
Every step I take just leads to another
Now theres nothing in my way
No I dont no what I can say
And you wouldnt listen anyway
Sooner or later, later, later, oh oh oh, gonna find you
Sooner or later, later, gonna get to you
I got the message late last night, thats when it hit me
Though it over and over and over and over again
While I was drowning in the sea of your devotion
But you were miles and miles and miles away
Oh you wouldnt no what things to say
And you wouldnt say them anyway
But sooner or later, later, later, oh oh, gonna find you
Sooner or later, ah ah ah, gonna get to you
Sooner or later, later, later, gonna find you
Sooner or later, ah ah ah, gonna get to you
The sun is shining, making shadows on the wall
But not will soon be comin in
And every where there will be misery, misery, misery
Until I get to you again
Oh I never new you wanted to leave
You never thought about talkin to me
Sooner or later, later, later, oh, oh, gonna find you
Sooner or later, ah ah ah, gonna get to you
Sooner or later, later, later, oh, oh, gonna find you
Sooner or later, ah ah ah, gonna get to you
I dont know what I can say
But you wouldnt listen anyway
Sooner or later, later, later
Sooner or later, later, later, gonna get to you
Sooner or later, later, later, gonna find you
Sooner or later, later, later, gone get you
Sooner or later, sooner or later,
Sooner or later, sooner or later,
Sooner or later, sooner or later

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Sooner Or Later

Sooner or later its gonna get better
Sooner or later Im gonna get over her
You know I cant go on like this
Its just a matter time
Therell come a day when I will wake up
Without her on my mind
Sooner or later its gonna get better
Sooner or later Im gonna get over her
They say that time will heal everything
So Im winding the clock
And waiting for that glorius moment
When my heartache will stop
She let me go
It took me by surprise
I feel out of place
Without her by my side
Sooner or later its gonna get better
Sooner or later Im gonna get over her
Sooner or later ... sooner or later
Sooner or later ...

song performed by by Supertramp
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Look Into The Sun

(myles goodwyn)
Published by mfg sing sing music/socan - ascap
You were a friend of mine, you stalked me time after time
You really worked me over
You smelt just friend, not foe, but how was I to know
Youre glad (youre glad), youre gone (youre gone)
Sooner or later, sooner or later it comes
Its easier to face the light than look into the sun
I know that youre crazy, thats easy to see
Dont lay your darkness over me
You were a friend of mine, you hit me from behind
Or was it slight of hand
I just might strike you back, the best defense is attack
And I just might rip your heart out
Sooner or later, sooner or later it comes
Its easier to face the light than look into the sun
I know that youre crazy, thats easy to see
Dont lay your darkness over me
You always talk too fast
Like a snake, you crawl across the grass
But youre really nothin at all (at all)
Some people deserve to win, while others fall
Sooner or later, sooner or later it comes
Its easier to face the light than look into the sun
I know that youre crazy, thats easy to see
Dont lay your darkness over me

song performed by by April Wine
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God Of The Mind

Na ha-nha
Get in get in get in get into now
Get in get into come take over me
3xs
Get in get in get in get into now
Get on get into like me
Time, not having an easy time
Never gonna have an easy time
Given the run around to me
I can feel it coming around again
Time, a changing a wasting
Come and get up in my face again.yes
Time ,given the run around to me
And Im not having an easy time
Never having an easy
You know this time it has never gone easy
Time never having an easy
Youll never meet another like me
Get in get into like me like me
Get in get into like me like me
Get in get into lie to me like me
Get into like me like
{repeat all above]
Get ready
Time never gonna die
Never gonna give into me
You want a deity like me
You want a god
But youre never gonna give into me
Want a deity like me
Time, get it get it
Time, is just another God of the mind
Time, get it get it
Time, is just another God of the mind
Time, never having an easy
You know this time it has never gone easy
Time, never having an easy
Youll never meet another like me

song performed by by Disturbed
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