I act as a sponge. I soak it up and squeeze it out in ink every two weeks.
quote by Janet Flanner
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You Put the Squeeze on 'Me
'Pucker up buttercup and suck me.'
Said the water to the never used,
Fresh stiff sponge.
'Dip it in me quickly...
And feel my wetness come.
Soaking up that big thick sponge...
Until you wiped me dry.
To keep me from a run!
Licking every bit of drip.
Catching me until you were full,
Of me and what I was.
And when it was done...
It was over! ...and you became dry.
You put the squeeze on 'me'!
Remember that! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pain
Welcome to my little world...completely self-contained, yeah
Your problems they will soon be gone (we soak up lots of pain), yeah
If life is a reflecting pool--then we are like a sponge, yeah
Absorbing the good with the bad--we soak up...soak it up
So give me all your troubled thoughts
And baggage you cant handle, no
Well gladly take it off your back (we soak up lots of pain), yeah
(chorus)
Is it any wonder now-everybody goes insane
Everybody locks the door to keep out any strangers
Everybodys all pent up--everybodys got short fuse
Getting ready to blow up, we live in so much danger
Boys and girls in a line -- come and get your big reward
Yourre not too late just in time
Put your hand on mine youre mine youre mine
When everybody has gone to bed--and children are asleep, yeah
I sit up late and watch t.v. (and soak up lots of pain), yeah
Little junior on the bus--his notebook by his side, yeah
He hardly ever makes a fuss--he soaks up so much pain
Weve traveled far this monkey and me--by airplane boat and train, yeah
Were here to eat up all your sins (and soak up all your pain), yeah
(chorus)
Boys and girls of every creed--religion and persuasion, nooo
Its time to get up off your knees...we soak up...soak it up
So open the door and let me in--dont question who I am, no
Just shake my hand and give me your name (we soak up...soak it up...)
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Full
To the rim.
It gets full.
Spilling.
It can be used.
To soak a sponge.
If it was liquid.
But it just sits,
Evaporating its contents.
Whatever the act of the intention meant!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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8 Weeks
8 weeks to live
8 weeks to die
8 weeks is all they had
8 weeks to do the things they never did
8 weeks of fighting
8 weeks of trying to fit everything in
8 weeks of pain, suffering, and confusion
8 weeks of faking a smile
8 weeks of repetition
8 weeks of knowing they were nearing the end
8 weeks of love from friends and family
8 weeks…the shortest/longest, most hurtful/helpful weeks of their lives
8 weeks later…knowing they’ll never be able to do the things they’ve always wanted to
8 weeks later…now realizing he’ll never see her walk, at graduation nor down the aisle
8 weeks later…close friends and family now in shambles
8 weeks later…close friends and family never closer
8 weeks later…here we are
poem by Anthony Martello
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Squeeze
Squeeze yourself into a house of glass
Squeeze into the future past
Squeeze a smile and squeeze a laugh
Squeeze the time as days they pass.
poem by David Lacey
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Soak Up The Sun (Radio Edit)
My friend the communist
Holds meetings in his RV
I can't afford his gas
So I'm stuck here watching TV
I don't have digital
I don't have diddly squat
It's not having what you want
It's wanting what you've got o
[CHORUS:]
I'm gonna soak up the sun
Gonna tell everyone
To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame
I'm looking up o I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm gonna soak up the sun
I've got a crummy job
It don't pay near enough
To buy the things it takes
To win me some of your love
Every time I turn around
I'm looking up, you're looking down
Maybe something's wrong with you
That makes you act the way you do
[CHORUS]
I'm gonna soak up the sun
While it's still free
I'm gonna soak up the sun
Before it goes out on me
Don't have no master suite
I'm still the king of me
You have a fancy ride, but baby
I'm the one who has the key
Every time I turn around
I'm looking up, you're looking down
Maybe something's wrong with you
That makes you act the way you do
Maybe I am crazy too
[CHORUS]
I'm gonna soak up the sun
Got my 45 on
So I can rock on.
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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The Squeeze
Well it's the same old story, but it never made a lick of sense to me
How it's always on the working man to pay for everything we never see
Do you know what I mean?
Well you can call it what you like
But where I come from, they call it the Squeeze
All this talk about some changes
It's just politicians promising the moon
So it's do without, it's in and out
The fools on the Hill gonna need more soon
Well you can call it that you like
But where I come from they call it the squeeze
put the squeeze on me
yeah, they're gonna put the squeeze on me and you
And they say don't drink the water
Could be something in your coffee or your tea
And who knows just what's in the air?
You take a chance now every time you breathe
Well you can call it what you like
But where I come from, they call it the squeeze
So you work two jobs to get ahead
You wind up with less than you had before
do you know what I mean?
And if money can't buy happiness
Then why do I keep needin' more and more?
Well you can call it what you like
But where I come from they call it the squeeze
But that don't make it right just don't give up don't give in
Call it anything you like,
Where I come from
They call it the squeeze
song performed by by 38 Special
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Yeah, about sixteen to twenty weeks a year. For example, we can do America in six or seven weeks. You can do Europe in three weeks; England in two weeks. South America you could do in three weeks; Asia you could do in three weeks.
quote by Warren Cuccurullo
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You Say You Love
I
You say you love ; but with a voice
Chaster than a nun's, who singeth
The soft Vespers to herself
While the chime-bell ringeth-
O love me truly!
II
You say you love; but with a smile
Cold as sunrise in September,
As you were Saint Cupid 's nun,
And kept his weeks of Ember.
O love me truly!
III
You say you love but then your lips
Coral tinted teach no blisses,
More than coral in the sea
They never pout for kisses
O love me truly!
IV
You say you love ; but then your hand
No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth,
It is like a statue's dead
While mine to passion burneth
O love me truly!
V
O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should bum me,
Squeeze as lovers should O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
poem by John Keats
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Si Senor The Hairy Grill
Don't give up all your loving
I like your loving
Tears in my eyes
Touch me, oh oh it's burning
Why might you leave me
Please stay with me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Don't want anyone to see you
Oh oh I'm diving into your eyes
Crying, I thought I'm dying
And then I'm smiling into your face
song performed by by Yello
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Si Senor The Hairy Grill
Don't give up all your loving
I like your loving
Tears in my eyes
Touch me, oh oh it's burning
Why might you leave me
Please stay with me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Don't want anyone to see you
Oh oh I'm diving into your eyes
Crying, I thought I'm dying
And then I'm smiling into your face
song performed by by Yello
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Sponge
Vic Chessnut)
pleasure is melting like chocolate
my blue ribbon gumption is gone
all my gravy must have soaked into something
and the world...
the filthy steps, the cold concrete
the phony earth below my feet
the ancient odor of the streets
yes the world it is a sponge
and when the crisis passes
when the coast is clear
I'll be buffed down to a liquid
and the world it is a sponge
throughout this entire ugly outing
I've been mumbling the convex of what I should be shouting
but I'll soon be silent you'll soon hear nothing
'cause the world it is a sponge
song performed by by REM
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Perceived To Accept A Fall
No one is resistent,
To a barrage of criticisms.
I don't know anyone who is.
But I do know of one who isn't.
A sponge to soak up jokes told to provoke...
By those folks stroking egos,
With a mocking done constantly...
To annoy as others do a snooping,
Close to scope...
Initiates within me a resentment.
And even though I can not prevent what others do...
I can choose to refuse,
An amusement done at my expense.
And I am convinced...
It is not how someone is perceived to accept a fall,
By a misdeed thrown.
It is how someone takes a hit,
And gets over it quickly!
With an advantage taken that clearly benefits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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11 Weeks
11 weeks of war and 11 weeks of peace,
11 weeks of love and 11 weeks of pain,
11 weeks of sorrow ans 11 weeks of my mind that writes;
But i need hot chili pepper from Chile and,
A rosted turkey from Turkey to rest my mind on your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Si Senior The Hairy Grill
Dont give up all your loving
I like your loving
Tears in my eyes
Touch me, oh oh its burning
Why might you leave me
Please stay with me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Dont want anyone to see you
Oh oh Im diving into your eyes
Crying, I thought Im dying
And then Im smiling into your face
song performed by by Yello
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Si Senior The Hairy Grill
Dont give up all your loving
I like your loving
Tears in my eyes
Touch me, oh oh its burning
Why might you leave me
Please stay with me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Squeeze me, oh oh you squeeze me
Dont want anyone to see you
Oh oh Im diving into your eyes
Crying, I thought Im dying
And then Im smiling into your face
song performed by by Yello
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Just Squeeze Me
Squeeze me
But please don't tease me
C'mon and squeeze me
But please don't tease me
Want you to know i go for your squeezing
Want you to know it really is pleasing
Want you to know i ain't for no teasing
(scat)
Treat me sweet and gentle
When you say goodnight
Just squeeze me
But please don't tease me
I get sentimental
When you hold me tight
Just squeeze me
But please don't tease me
Missing you since you went away
Singin' the blues away each day
Counting the nights and waiting for you
I'm in the mood to let you know
I never knew i loved you so
Please say, you love me too
When i get this feeling
I'm in ecstasy
So squeeze me
But don't tease me
Missing you since you went away
Singin' the blues away each day
Counting the nights and waiting for you
I'm in the mood to let you know
I never knew i loved you so
Please say, you love me too
When i get this feeling
I'm in ecstasy
So squeeze me
But please don't tease me
C'mon and squeeze me
But please don't tease me
Hear me honey, talkin'
Squeeze me
But please don't tease me
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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No More Brooding Bruising Sad Times
No more brooding bruising sad times.
From the depths that soak tears up.
No more clinching on big shoulders.
When those curves on roads get rough.
Tough it around the rocks and boulders.
Squeeze those tears from soggy mops.
Drop that pity in the pot, babe.
Turn off all that sniffing stuff!
Hold your head up.
And keep that misery off the streets.
Hold your head up...
And cease that weeping.
Hold your head up.
And keep that misery off the streets.
Hold your head up...
And cease that weeping.
No more brooding bruising sad times.
Hold your head up.
Squeeze those tears from soggy mops.
Hold your head up.
Drop that pity in the pot, babe.
Hold your head up.
Turn off all that sniffing stuff!
And hold your head up.
No more brooding bruising sad times.
Hold your head up.
Snip that stuff you've got in the bud!
Hold your head up.
You've got to know you're good enough!
Keep that head held up!
No more brooding bruising sad times.
From the depths that soak tears up.
No more clinching on big shoulders.
When those curves on roads get rough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stupid Mop
Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
Spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Don't you want people to love you
My spanking that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much
Why is that better than being hugged
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Why is that better than being hugged
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Just like a person having sex feels cared for
We wanna be loved so we have sex together
And they feel loved about that
And this is the way it makes me feel loved
I want it I dream about it I think about it I want it
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy you know
It's the way I'll always be probably
My last one was born in the system
See they're stupid very stupid those people over there
They're stupid
These people are so below mentality honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me (x2)
This mentality honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me
Honest to God really
You know what I mean he got the nerve to bug me
Bug me bug me he got the nerve to bug me
Everything seems so eight ball (x2)
And I I don't know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
And I don't know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me (x2)
Think they got me
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me hmm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
Know if that's my imagination but umm
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits (x2)
Hey foxymophandlemama that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning habits (x2)
It's a lovely stupid mop it is
There's something really screwey about no streaking
Is it any old dumb mop It streaks
Come on mop no streaking mop
I don't mind mop the floor my mop streaks I don't like it
It's not me it's the mop
Come I bought some new mops
Go away you stupid dumb old sponge mop
I don't believe it now the floor looks beautiful (x2)
I don't believe it old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop (x2)
Old sponge mop dumb old sponge mop
You're right this mop's stupid
Dumb old sponge mop
I don't believe it now the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mophandlemama
Now the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mophandlemama (x3)
In two weeks before she could see herself not dressed
The twenty-third of May you know she disturbed no one today
The manager told her to completely forget
If you ever go to bed I'll kill you
Do I tell the whole world that I'm mentally ill
Go to the papers yeah why not
Drum roll
I want to show them that I can walk on my own without hands of theirs
And I can still fantasize but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved don't you
Very much so
Think I deserve to be loved
Keep it to myself keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved don't you
To be loved don't you
But I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved don't you
And I can still fantasize but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myselfkeep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved don't you
Very much so
Do you ever think that you would actually really kill yourself
Well if I have thought about it real uhh real deep
Yeas I believe I would
I have thought about it real uhh real deep
Yes I believe I would
And I can still fantasize but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself keep it to myself
That I can walk without hands of theirs
And I can still fantasize but I keep it to myself
Keep it to myself keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved don't you
Very much so
Do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself
Well if I have thought about it real uhh real deep
Yeas I believe I would
song performed by by Pearl Jam from Vittalogy
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Last Three Weeks 5-11-09
The last three weeks are:
crazy
heaktic
busy
tireing
exaugh sting
The last three weeks are:
full of test
parties
exams
food
movies
The last three weeks are:
exciting
emotional
no seniors, well for a week
losts of homework
no homework
The last three weeks mean
that school is almost out,
start counting down the days,
graduation,
awards,
SUMMER IS ALMOST HERE! !