Expecting the world to treat you fairly because you are a good person is a little like expecting the bull not to attack you because you are a vegetarian.
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Expecting More From Ratty
We still represent ... represent.
I cant change I just wanna do it.
On the microphone just get into it.
Come on tonite from left to right.
Everybody now get ready for the night.
Tough like steel and dangerous, we gonna rock the house, its still like this.
No time to chill so keep on moving, get into the place, mc is grooving.
Tough like steel and dangerous, we gonna rock the house, its still like this.
No time to chill so keep on moving, get into the place, mc is grooving.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more.
As a matter of fact in 92.
I cant explain. its up to you.
If you know what I mean its the freaky scene.
And things have changed a lot in between.
So come on tonite and let them go.
For those about who left the show.
I recommend to join the case.
The last call to rock the place.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more from ratty.
Expecting more.
We still represent ... represent.
song performed by by Scooter
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Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.
quote by Katharine Hepburn
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Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get--only with what you are expecting to give--which is everything.
quote by Katharine Hepburn
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Expecting a carjacker or rapist or drug pusher to care that his possession or use of a gun is unlawful is like expecting a terrorist to care that his car bomb is taking up two parking spaces.
quote by Joseph T. Chew
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Best Friend In The World
i push you away,
you still come back,
you say it how it is,
something i wasn't expecting,
i was expecting you to walk out,
disappear and not look back,
but you didn't,
you said what i've been waiting to here,
that you are not like most guys,
you wasn't telling me,
from a crush stand point,
but as a friend,
what i need more than anything,
at this moment of frustration,
is a friend to tell me,
what i'm too blind to see,
through honesty and a caring heart,
i can live without judgements,
what i really need is,
somebody who willing to be by myside,
and carry me through the storm,
when it is needed,
i hate that i lose myself,
through the anger and hate,
that i stop seeing things clearly,
these moments are when it's best,
to have that one person that cares,
and will try to do anything,
to make sure that you are doing ok.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Crackerbox Palace
I was so young when I was born
My eyes could not yet see
And by the time of my first dawn
Somebody holding me . . . they said
I welcome you to crackerbox palace
Weve been expecting you
You bring such joy in crackerbox palace
No matter where you roam know our love is true
While growing up or trying to
Not knowing where to start
I looked around for someone who
May help reveal my heart - someone said
While youre a part of cracerbox palace
Do what the rest all do
Or face the fact that crackerbox palace
May have no other choice than to deport you
I welcome you to crackerbox palace
Weve been expecting you
You bring us joy in crackerbox palace
No matter where you roam know our love is true
Sometimes are good . . . sometimes are bad
Thats all a part of life
And standing in between them all
I met a mr. grief - and he said
I welcome you to crackerbox palace
Was not expecting you
Lets rap and tap at crackerbox palace
Know that the lord is well and inside of you
(chorus)
song performed by by George Harrison
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I No Longer Wish To Change The World
The thoughts of changing the World I no longer entertain
The dreams I had of peace on Earth with me did not remain
For famines, wars and terrorism it does seem are with us forever more
I want to be a better person now just that and nothing more.
I just want to be a better person now that is all I wish to be
To make this World a better place to live in should not be up to me
To help those who are frail and old and on low incomes without expecting pay
I would feel pleased if I could perform one good deed every day.
I once dreamt I would change the World but I've forsaken that idea
Though I would feel pleased if I could help one person in poverty
To mow one poor old lady's grass and not charge her a thing
It seems like a feel good thing to do some happiness to a poor one bring.
I no longer wish to change the World I just wish to live and let live
And to help some poorer one than I some of my free time give
War, famines, terrorism and poverty all around the World are rife
And it seems a sad thing for to say that they are a part of life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Expectation
Iam in full anticpation of
Brighter days,
Happy moments
Sweet escapes
Iam so elated
Iam not sure just
What to say
So, I 'll just sit down
While I wait
Thou, Iam expecting
It is real soon
Iam counting the minutes
Paying close attention to the days
Expecting
This wonderful stream of happiness
come my way
Oh yeah,
All things getting
Much better in each and
Every way
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Sweet Reunion
In the moment I first saw you,
I could swear that we had met,
The look in your eye,
Was so familiar,
Where and when, I forget.
Whispered your name in introduction,
Darling, my heart filled the room,
And I knew it was you, come back in my life.
So we meet again, my long lost friend
Once again, we get to start anew,
And it feels like a thousand years,
Ive been loving you.
Girl have you been waiting here, for someone near,
Searchin the world for a friend,
Come on in, Ive been expecting you
Sweet reunion, welcome home again.
How many lifetimes have I loved you,
How many times have you loved me,
The sound of your voice is in my memory,
Like the wind, on the sea.
The glow of your heart has been my lighthouse,
Ive followed it in from distant shores,
Now I wont be afraid to love anymore.
So we meet again, my long lost friend
Once again, we get to start anew,
And it feels like a thousand years,
Ive been loving you.
Girl have you been waiting here, for someone near,
Searchin the world for a friend,
Come on in, Ive been expecting you
Sweet reunion, welcome home again.
Whatever happens, nothings ever going to be the same,
Now youll find me here at last,
Your loves released me from the past,
My heart and soul have always remembered your name.
Girl have you been waiting here, for someone near,
Searchin the world for a friend,
Come on in, Ive been expecting you
Sweet reunion, welcome home again.
Ive always been loving you
Girl have you been waiting here, for someone near,
Searchin the world for a friend,
Come on in, Ive been expecting you
Sweet reunion, welcome home again.
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Only words fly
Only words fly
And about two planes a day
In this debating-hall of race.
Realities remain on earth.
I wish my mother were the sea
So I would weep for the faraway
Troubled sea on the crushing Cape shore
But I think I was of desert born
On the steppes of the city.
Desert meets me everywhere
With her spacious inspiration
To make love and create.
I am not afraid for children
The world is younger here
And would not haul them down:
This flood of time is still.
Rains chill me bad
Sun warms me up and pierces me
Where I am cold and sad.
If I were not awaiting you –
Not expecting, not expecting –
This would not need to be.
poem by Frank Bana
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Cat Rescue
Traumatised, terrified, hiding from view,
Shrinking back, expecting attack, poor you.
Treated with kindness, patience and respect,
Now look at you.
Out in the open, stretching out, relaxed,
Watching the birds and television too,
Nudging for food and a lie on my lap,
It's a rehomed cat's world, no looking back.
poem by Edith Oram
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Ode of Abigail
Ode of Abigail
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you,
to render your nocturnal forms; hex play,
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay;
Was she a mizzle wraith form, blue bayou,
Drenched form waiting persistent to sway;
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you;
Pelting on fields upwards to skies, eschew,
smiling dream; form made of soul and clay,
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay;
Out on the faraway to hold, April's dew
Referred to aboves, winter clouds of gray,
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you;
Blissful to far, a stare she was, sea view,
redeeming icon and lift, Heaven's display;
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay;
She was unreached, lady agleam on blue,
perceiving Winter's cold raindrops spray,
Drops of twinkle rain were expecting you;
Ode of Abigail on waves sprinkled quay.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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11-15-09***- - I Miss Mirth
I've recently taken a long hard look
To see what's missing in this world
Things seem to be getting worse
What is making modern life so cold
Thinking back - - - what did we used to have
That made us eager to get out of bed
What did we have then
That was bouncing around in our head
I think it was the potential for mirth
I awoke expecting some joke to come
I knew a friend or my uncle would dropp by
Or I'd hear a story from an old bum
Sometimes a hobo's stories were best
He's tell us of his travels by rail
And for a nickel
Of lands he'd set sail
But each story always had a good laugh
I was expecting meriment every day
Not just on Christmas Eve
When did I lose this way
It was others making up stories
Just to get my money
Didn't create mirth
Those stories weren't funny
Whether told by my church
Or handed out as financial advice
There is no smile on my face
As I look at the resulta of the roll of modern dice
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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In A Request To Be Left Alone
In a request to be left alone,
Is often demanded by one who contradicts.
I have made similar comments myself.
To only annoy someone,
By calling them too much...
Until they pretended not to be home.
As a child I would say, 'Leave me alone.'
Not expecting anyone to believe me.
Or have my wish condoned.
And when I am successfully left alone,
I began to feel quite lonely.
Not expecting a loneliness to be so overwhelming.
To request to be left alone,
Is often demanded by one who contradicts.
I have made similar comments myself.
To only annoy someone,
By calling them too much...
Until they pretended not to be home.
To be left alone...
Not expecting a loneliness,
Can be quite overwhelming.
And...
Contradicting as well.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One Last Good Hand
(john jarrard, gary burr)
The stars are way out of reach, they all said
Those are crazy schemes that fill your fool head
But it was clear from the moment we met
We could prove them wrong
All my life I heard that same old story
Dare to dream and youll just be sorry
I might have given up my shot at glory
But then you came along
Chorus:
Were not expecting this to go down easy
Were not expecting any sweet dreams
Sure thing
But with a little luck
Could be well be
Winding up the way we planned
Heading for our promised land
Holding one last good hand
Somethings calling us I know you hear it
Day by day I feel us growing near it
But once you find a kindred spirit
Theres nothing you can do
Oh, baby Im not saying we wont ever stumble
Some days will be rough and tumble
You and I know that lifes a gamble
But ill
Bet mine on you
Repeat chorus:
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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You begin by always expecting good things to happen.
quote by Tom Hopkins
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That One with Pride
Too many arrive expecting.
Anticipating to be gifted,
With the granting of their instant wishes.
Too many sit believing they can demand.
With hands extended and opened like cups...
Hoping this is noticed and their hands will be filled up.
Too many wait at a table to eat,
Without one concern...
As to who pays and buys the groceries.
Or who pays the rent or mortgage.
Or...
Who satisfies them,
With the keeping on of the utilities.
Too many arrive expecting.
And among them few are accountable!
Or could care less what it takes,
To be the one identified...
As that one with pride and responsibilities.
That one who isn't waiting.
Or feeling entitled to be served.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Deathly Talking
As the teacher is ready
To come into class and teach
The students are in the washers
Shining their hair and teeth with bleach
The teacher is on his way
And students prepare to yell and jump
All waiting the new miserable teacher
They are ready to run him down and end him with a stomp
And as the poor teacher walks into the room
The criminal children are ready to loom
They prepare to throw stones and catapult books on their way
And as the teacher walks inside
They all look along and stray
Not expecting a fight
It’s just another teacher gone
Learning is their worst enemy
It has always been all along
The teacher marches in
Ready for the first day on the job
Not expecting a world war 3
And not expecting a worldwide mob
The teacher gets in
Welcomed with flying books and rocks
People kept shouting though the teacher urged them to stop
All speaking at once the teacher’s mind would just pop
The teacher gets ready
Reaching into his stock
Paper, books, and rocks cover the entire floor
Then the teacher explodes
Releasing an enormous roar
Revealing his weapons and death devices
The teacher takes out a pistol and shoots them like lices
Then a rifle is found and fires at sight
Then shotguns are shown shooting anyone with all their might
The rest are held hostage
Face to face with a 50-cal
Threatening every person
From innocent, to gangster, to gangster’s pal
All look frightened
And look desert dry
Not knowing if it’s time to apologize or cry
One stands up thinking to show he is brave
With an RPG
The ruthless teacher sends him to his grave
Now that the teacher is done
He looks away
Says it was either his terms or the mafia way
And now let that be a lesson for each of you to learn
Not one
Not one soul, Should speak out of turn!
I'm a vegetarian - I think there's a strong possibility, had I not become a vegetarian, I would not be working now. I became a vegetarian about 25 years ago, and I did it out of concern for animals. But I immediately began having more energy and feeling better.
quote by Bob Barker
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The Few Who Did Not, Knew
'...and when they decided to remain themselves.
Keeping things the same and expecting it.
Deeper into darkness they went.
Expecting gifts to quickly unwrap.
Becoming dissatisfied...
With a wish to give them back!
And not appreciating the one who gave them!
And that's a fact!
Very few attempted,
To expand from their limited restrictions.
And embrace the change they faced.
They believed for them this would be a waste of time.
And in time...
They did waste their minds.
And the few who did not...
Knew as they grew! '
~Grandpa...
That was 'not' a Christmas Story! ~
'You told me to tell you a 'story'.
You said nothing about Christmas!
And besides...
Grandpa does the best he can.
And I want you to realize that! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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