Be a terror to the butchers, that they may be fair in their weight; and keep hucksters and fraudulent dealers in awe, for the same reason.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
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Fraudulent
While they've been hating with their venom,
They've been fraudulent.
With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.
As they greased their palms....
Showing public charms.
Dissecting innocence and being,
Fraudulent.
Thieving with intent and keeping,
Fraudulent.
People can't believe who lead,
Are fraudulent
Be they young or old,
They've sold their souls.
Mentally the most of them,
Are fraudulent.
Evil and wicked...
They are fraudulent!
Sneakng in the dark,
They are fraudulent.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!
With pretensions they've been imminently,
Fraudulent.
Cheating and deceiving...
They've been fraudulent.
Like snakes in the grass...
Greed is their task.
And tearing things apart.
While they rip out people's hearts!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The New Dealers have all left Washington to make way for the car dealers.
quote by Adlai E. Stevenson
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I Love....
i love...
that's the reason i walk,
the reason i breathe.
the reason i grieve.
the reason i dance.
the reason i smile.
the reason i listen.
the reason i offer a hand.
the reason i see beauty.
the reason i see both darkness,
and light....
the reason i take chances.
the reason i keep going.
the reason i get angry.
the reason i forgive.
the reason i touch.
the reason i question.
the reason i believe.
the reason i am tolerant.
the reason i understand.
the reason i fall.
the reason i fly.
the reason i write...
the reason i am what i am!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Put The Weight On My Shoulders
Put the weight on my shoulders
Take the load off of your mind
Cause the headwinds that blow
Will fade away in time
Rest yourself on my waters
Take the lifeline from me
Rise above what has passed
And let yourself be free
I only know what love must bear
Through laiden times I will be there
And when your down Ill break the fall
Loose the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
I only know what love must do
When fortune cries Ill follow you
And when your down Ill break your fall
Put the weight on my shoulders
It aint no weight at all
Put the weight on my shoulders
See you star how it shines
Cause theyre so many dreams
Left to find
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
Put the weight on my shoulders .....
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Weight Of The World
I used to carry the weight of the world
On my back
I never trusted my friends or my girl
Can you imagine that
I used to shuffle my feet
When I walked I hung my head down low
Kept to myself all my private thoughts
But when I met you girl.
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world.
I knew some people used to dance all night
But not me
I never knew if it was wrong or right
To be so free
I used to close my eyes
And try to hide from the light of love
Spent all my time with the darkness inside
But when I met you girl.
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world.
I was alone for all of my life
I was alone for all of my life
I was alone for all of my life
I was alone for all of my life
Until you came my way
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world
I dropped the weight of the world
Weight of the world.
song performed by by Neil Young
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This Weight
This weight is weighing on my heart
This weight is tearing us apart
This weight is weighing on my soul
And it just wont leave me alone
You know Im talking about this weight
You know Im talking about this weight
In the neighboorhood people watching me
Got to move to protect my sanity
Anonymity is all I want you see
You may think its mediocrity, but
You know Im talking about this weight
You know Im talking ahout this weight
And this hollywood aint no good
I would rather be like robin hood
If I could only loose this...
You know Im talking about this weight
You know Im talking about this weight
And this hollywood aint no good
I would rather be like robin hood
If I could only loose this...
You know Im talking about this weight
You know Im talking about this weight
In the very first it was rock and roll
Set me free in body and soul
But this weight is just bringing me down
Its never satisfied every time I go to town
You know Im talking about this weight....
song performed by by Van Morrison
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The Play
Hey look at you now
Don't cry, pick yourself off the ground
You say you're through with love and..
It tore you down
And you tried to stay and take it somehow
Your whole life's ahead now
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Hey look at you now, you smile but I see you hurt
You can't hide that from me
You tell me you know
But that's not the way things have to go
When love breaks you down
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
Its how we act here today
It's all in the play on the stage
Life can be so cruel
Love makes us play the fool
But there'll always be better days
Don't let it get to you
There's no real reason to
Carry the weight of the world
Hey, no it's not what we say
It's how we act here today
Cause we're all in the play on the stage
song performed by by 38 Special
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My Father's Chair
Parliaments of Henry III., 1265
There are four good legs to my Father's Chair--
Priests and People and Lords and Crown.
I sits on all of 'em fair and square,
And that is reason it don't break down.
I won't trust one leg, nor two, nor three,
To carry my weight when I sets me down.
I wants all four of 'em under me--
Priests and People and Lords and Crown.
I sits on all four and favours none--
Priests, nor People, nor Lords, nor Crown:
And I never tilts in my chair, my son,
And that is the reason it don't break down.
When your time comes to sit in my Chair,
Remember your Father's habits and rules,
Sit on all four legs, fair and square,
And never be tempted by one-legged stools!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Sonnet XXXVIII: Sitting Alone, Love
Sitting alone, Love bids me go and write;
Reason plucks back, commanding me to stay,
Boasting that she doth still direct the way,
Or else Love were unable to endite.
Love, growing angry, vexed at the spleen
And scorning Reason's maimed argument,
Straight taxeth Reason, wanting to invent,
Where she with Love conversing hath not been.
Reason, reproached with this coy disdain,
Despiteth Love, and laugheth at her folly;
And Love, condemning Reason's reason wholly,
Thought it in weight too light by many'a grain.
Reason, put back, doth out of sight remove,
And Love alone picks reason out of love.
poem by Michael Drayton
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The Weight
Against the day I am powerless
so I rise
to face it
in the mirror.
Finding
a vaguely
familiar face
I wash it,
shave it,
prepare it
for a world that will not see it.
The children are first off the mark.
They are young
and carry
less weight.
When does it change?
When will they feel
gravity as if for the first time?
My wife is next to leave.
She carries
the weight
so gracefully
it looks
effortless.
The strength
of this Woman
keeps it all
from collapsing in on us.
The weight that is mine comes in pieces
I
can
barely
lift.
They are
in my chest,
on my back,
arms
and legs.
Without crutches
I am hopeless, cannot walk out the door.
This weight is not the same for you and me.
This weight
has a cost.
This weight
demands
its due.
This weight
exacts its toll.
This weight
commands
we each have our own price to pay.
poem by Ronald Shields
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Slave Dealers Daughter
Ive been trying for so long
Trying to forget
The ports of northern africa and the man I met
He said he had a daughter
Maybe I could meet her
He thought I was a trader
Oh, that was how I met
That slave dealers daughter
Her eyes were black her hair was raven
Her skin was soft and brown
Eighteen years she looked a woman
I thought shed been around
Shed never met a jailbird? ? ?
I knew that she was lonely
She offered me her body
So I fell in love
With that slave dealers daughter
Her fathers men came after me
Trying to hunt me down
For three long years Ive hid my face
And run from town to town
She never met a jailbird
I knew that she was lonely
She offered me her body
So I fell in love
With that slave dealers daugther...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Reconciliation
A shoulder that once
supported weight.
Sheltered a lover’s head.
Now forsaken
cannot carry own.
A silhouette never meant
to stand alone.
Fades into darkening
decadent desolate backdrop.
Whilest future breaks
into broken tomorrow.
Reason lies groundless.
A shoulder soothed once.
Supported weight.
Consoled a lover’s head.
Now forsaken.
Reason lies groundless.
A silhouette lives on alone.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Today might be my lucky day.
Today might be my lucky day.
At auction sales I choose to buy
Odd quirky things that catch my eye.
I do not have a lot to spend
So in the end I must depend.
On buying things which I select
That greedy dealers would reject.
They only buy what the can sell.
From which they hope to profit well.
Attending auctions is my pleasure
Perhaps one day I’ll find a treasure.
Something the dealers left behind.
For amateurs like me to find
To benefit from their mistakes
A little luck is all it takes.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Shock And Terror
the psychotic dress the senseless feature
it terrifies every living creature
predictability is wearing thin
groundbreaking practice for the preacher
clowns mortified by my expression
breathing new life into invention
and gagging the maggots with a weary hand
has failed to leave any impression
the shock and terror keeps me sane
the shock and terror keeps me sane
does anybody feel the same?
the shock and terror keeps me sane
up now for seven days and wired
the concept of sleep is way too tired
and I've dialed in a plan to reinstate
your sense of humor has expired
the shock and terror keeps me sane
the shock and terror keeps me sane
does anybody feel the same?
the shock and terror keeps me sane
song performed by by Cky from Infiltrate - Destroy - Rebuild
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Soul Messiah
There is too much confusion
Much too much impact of obscene terror
I wonder why Im still surfing on this wave of obsession
Is there a reason to stay any longer
Waiting for some cool messiah
Give me a reason to stay here forever
Waiting for something to come
Is it my soul
Is it that glimpse of light I never forget to expect
Or is it you, some kind of angel
That keeps me in waiting forever
Theres too much war on the outside
Much too much impact of symbols and meanings
I wonder why Im still fighting in this ocean of questions
Is there a reason to stay any longer
Waiting for something to come
Give me a reason to stay on this island
Waiting for something to come
song performed by by Alphaville
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Decision To Move
Nobody can swim
indefinitely.
With a weight.
Tied around their legs.
Sometimes a weight.
Can be a single
person or event.
Sometimes a weight
combines to be more.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Whether or not the standard of living made possible by mass production and in turn by mass circulation, is supported by and filled with the work of us hucksters, I guess is something that only history can decide.
quote by Leo Burnett
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Goose fair for my new friend baylei
A regiment of honking geese,
disturb the early morning peace.
As they are driven to the fair
by girls with flowers in their hair.
The goose fair is the great event
and the excitement's evident.
As Farmers, wives and serving maids
and hucksters join the great parade.
Small tinkers carts of pots and pans.
Dispute the way with caravans
of gypsy families who meet
at the goose fair. Where they compete
with local merchants. They all try
to persuade fair goers to buy.
The fairings that they have for sale
gilt gingerbread and bottled ale.
Hair ribands of every hue.
“golden” rings and brooches too
At least that’s what the hucksters say.
As they attempt to make you pay.
much more than what their wares are worth.
A cause to wiser heads for mirth.
But the young will not be told
that all that glistens is not gold.
It would be wasting time to try
to persuade them not to buy.
What they perceive to be bargains.
Excitement has addled their brains.
There stands a stall of pewter ware
The finest value at the fair
with pots and plates of every size.
The pewtersmith does not tell lies.
There’s something to suit every taste.
Be quick, be quick no time to waste
The merchants cry in unison
your only chance will soon be gone.
There’s games to play to test your skills
and fat quack doctors selling pills.
Which they’re prepared to guarantee
will cure your every malady.
Your rotten tooth you can have out.
The dentist knows what he’s about
He does not claim it is pain free
but pulls it out efficiently.
There’s stalls of boots and stalls of shoes
which make it difficult to choose
from whom you’ll buy your merchandise
Prepared to haggle over price
You have to have the cash to pay
for anything you buy today.
This simple rule to everyone applies.
And woe betide the fool who tries
To steal the goods he cannot buy.
For they will raise the hue and cry.
The baying crowd will join the chase
the thief will find no hiding place.
They will harass him mercilessly
until he’s caught eventually.
Then he’ll be locked away to wait
his trial by the magistrate.
He has been beaten black and blue
as angry crowds are wont to do
He faces transportation
or even execution.
If valued at twelve pence or more
then only death will pay the score.
If it is less he will sent
to some far distant settlement.
Where he must labour for the time
that was thoughtmete to fit his crime.
The angry crowd have had their fun
and soon forget what they have done.
They drift away as twilight falls
completely deaf now to the calls
of merchant who still have goods to sell.
They make for home with tales to tell.
The merchants must remove their stalls
although outside the city walls
They must be gone by break of day
or they will have a fee to pay.
The fair is over for this year.
The finest Goose Fair anywhere.
The local worthies proudly boast
about the Goose Fair which they host.
It has been held for centuries
and still today it guarantees
a fun filled day for families
Although today you see few geese.
3-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Where Do We Go From Here (Tricky Remix)
Where do we go from here.
Where do we go from here,
Where do we go from here.
If we sweep the bottom of the rivers
We find bodies that shouldnt be there.
If we sweep the courts and offices
We find heads that shouldnt be there.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here? where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
If we sweep the shelters and asylums,
Well find women that shouldnt be there.
If we sweep the dark streets and alleys,
Well find dealers that shouldnt be there.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Why do we miss you so if youre just a speck of dust?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror?
Are we getting ready for God and terror?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror?
Are we getting ready for God and terror?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror? (where do we go from here? )
Are we getting ready for God and terror? (where do we go from here? )
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to,
Where do we go from here?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Where Do We Go From Here
Where do we go from here.
Where do we go from here,
Where do we go from here.
If we sweep the bottom of the rivers
We find bodies that shouldnt be there.
If we sweep the courts and offices
We find heads that shouldnt be there.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here? where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
If we sweep the shelters and asylums,
Well find women that shouldnt be there.
If we sweep the dark streets and alleys,
Well find dealers that shouldnt be there.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Why do we miss you so if youre just a speck of dust?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror?
Are we getting ready for God and terror?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror?
Are we getting ready for God and terror?
Are we getting tired of blood and horror? (where do we go from here? )
Are we getting ready for God and terror? (where do we go from here? )
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Dingdong hell, pussy in the well,
Cats on the hill, ready to kill.
Ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to, ready to,
Where do we go from here?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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