It doesn't make a difference what temperature a room is, it's always room temperature.
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It doesn't matter what temperature the room is, it's always room temperature.
quote by Steven Wright
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Temperature
My baby gimme high temperature
My baby gimme high temperature
Yeah... 101 when we... kiss and dance
102 honey... for a late night romance
103... 4 and 5... it get to hot to stay alive
My baby gimme high temperature
My baby gimme high temperature
When I see her comin\'... down the street
I be the fever giver... high to the beat
103... 4 and 5... it get to hot to stay alive
My baby gimme high temperature
My baby gimme high temperature
97... 98 is just a... false alarm
My temperature 105 when I hold her... in my arms
103... 4 and 5... it get to hot to stay alive
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Nightmare New Record Arctic Summer Ice Melt
face of sweat masks
raw temperature changes
humanity hinges
upon uncharted temperature ranges
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Often for hors d'oeuvres, I serve room temperature vegetables, something like that, so that the main course might be quite rich but the first course has balanced it out.
quote by Sally Schneider
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The Fever
the temperature is high
i see mirage in this desert in the room
all sands
i lie on the left side
holding to my own knees
when i close my eyes
i see the volcanoes erupting
it is only me
trying to save myself
from the lava
and the fire
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Both Make A Difference
I am alone; leave me alone
Both make a difference.
Love is ignored; love is withdrawn.
Both make a difference.
Desire is denied; desire dried.
Both make a difference.
The room bolted out; the room bolted in.
They make a difference.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Error in diagnose
The princess ran high temperature.
Some applied sandal paste.
Some let in cool breeze
And the one hummed her to sleep.
It was a moonlit night.
Nevertheless, subsided
Not but rose her temperature.
It is a lovelorn fever.
Lover only can heal her heat
08.10.99
[Based on a Tamil song of 2000 years old]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Indifference / Alive
I will light the match this mornin' so I won't be alone
Watch as she lies silent for soon that will be gone
Oh I will stand arms outstretched pretend I'm free to roam
I will make my way through one more day in hell
How much difference does it make
How much difference does it make
I will hold the candle till it burns up my arm
Oh I'll keep takin' punches ha-ha until their will grows tired
Oh I will stare the sun down until my eyes go blind
Hey I won't change direction and I won't change my mind
How much difference does it make yea
How much difference does it make how much difference
I'll swallow poison until I grow immune
I will scream my lungs out till it fills this room
How much difference (x2)
How much difference does it make yea
How much difference does it make
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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One Way Or The Other
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
In a relationship that begins not ends,
In a bottomless abyss...
Unforgiving and not able to bend,
With a mending!
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
Or...
A releasing of the beast inside that feeds the heat!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
When someone over compensates,
With an opinion...
That is stated to instigate.
And stirs to irritation...
Both discomfort and continued debate!
And all that is wished...
Is someone who is willing to give and take.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
There has to be an ego to give up,
When a temperature heats...
Unneeded.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
One way or the other,
No one has to really suffer.
No one has to really suffer,
One way or the other!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In My Room
There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now it's dark and I'm alone
But I won't be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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In My Room
Theres a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In this world I lock out all my worries and my fears
In my room, in my room
Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday
Now its dark and Im alone
But I wont be afraid
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
In my room, in my room
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Midnight Passion
The clock strikes midnight,
And I hear you creep into my room,
For you are here,
To spark a fire in me,
That lights up the stars in the sky,
Into colourful fireworks,
That makes the temperature of the room hot,
So hot with the passion that we share,
For in each other's arms,
We are there,
In a blissful paradise,
That is lovemaking,
For this passion and I,
You are taking,
To boiling point,
Where this love burns deep inside my heart,
For our love is like the greatest art,
That could ever be created,
For I am burning up inside,
Where this raw passion,
Has nothing to hide.
poem by Paula Glynn
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Nightmare New Record Arctic Summer Ice Melt Erodes
face of sweat masks
dire new eroded realities
raw temperature changes
humanity hinges
upon ice void uncharted seas
hot temperature ranges
global melt weather wind shifts
spits warns cyclic devastation floods
drought disaster spectral changes
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Heat theory of emotions!
Emotion has the temperature,
That can go higher and lower,
In the presence of the loved and the loving,
The temperature and pressure are regular,
The palpitation gives the pleasure,
The legs floats softly in the delightful air,
All mistakes of any kind look pettier,
The love spring is active with sprinkler,
The noisy atmosphere may be quieter,
When the emotional temperature is higher,
A small provoking will increase the pressure,
The hearts pound quicker than ever,
The emotion will reach the boiling point,
To whistle not stop if it is kept in a kettle,
To spill over if it is kept in the open container,
To scald the human mercilessly with the steamer,
Dissipating the heat and pressure,
will save us from being an abuser or a loser.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Abandoning the project was incredibly stressful after having gone through the process of building the room, installing the kiln, collecting the stones, sitting with the kiln day and night as it came to temperature, experiencing the failures.
quote by Andy Goldsworthy
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You Give Me Fever
Hey Baby
I think I caught your Bug
Ever since you touched me, Oh
Baby, I’m burning up
I’ve got the sweaty palms
You gave me a hazy sight
The attractions just too strong
Oh, You give me
Butterflies
You Give Me Fever
All through the night
Take my temperature, Oh
You make me flame inside
You Give Me Fever
Oh No Baby, you’re just too much
Help me tame this fire
Cause baby it’s burning up
Hey Baby
You make me lose control
You make me create so much heat
Baby, I could melt the snow
Your kiss makes my body melt
Your voice makes my heart race
I never imagined Hell
Could be such a wonderful place
Hey Baby
You make my heart sing
Give me something Icy, Oh
Boy, I’m sizzling
You’ve caught my attention
Oh, this lava love
I’m crisp to your affection
Baby, You boil my blood
You Give Me Fever
All through the night
Take my temperature, Oh
You make me flame inside, Boy
You Give Me Fever
Oh No Baby, you’re just too much
Help me tame this fire
Cause baby I'm burning up
Take my temperature
I feel I can melt a pot
You make me such a Disaster, Cause
Honey, You’re so Hot
You’ve got that Spicy scent
You make hit the floor
Your jalapeño lips, Oh Baby
I don’t know if I can take much more
You light my world
With you, I don’t need the sun
So Contagious, so hard to bare
Oh, Boy you burn me up
poem by Sugar Bear
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6th Nonsense
The room is dark, I die.
Like painting the wind, it's impossible.
If oranges were gray we might call them 'Grays'
That would be groovy.
The room is dark, I die.
The room is dark, I die.
If there's rain in Spain would it make it to Maine?
I don't think so.
Everything's Zen?
I don't think so.
The room is dark I die.
The room is dark, I die.
I want to drift through lavender fields like honey on a cotton ball.
Dig it.
But the high-talking motorcross bandits won't let me.
The sorrow.
The room is dark, I die.
The room is dark, I die.
But if I were in Punjab I never would have seen the quartet.
If only quartets had 7 people.
That's alright because bunsen burners don't cost much.
The room is dark, I die.
The room is dark, I die.
That's my favorite Bible verse.
I think it's in Lushiticus, or Nueteronomy.
The hail storms don't mean anything when you're a unicorn anyway.
The room is dark, I die.
poem by Sledge Hammer
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In this country, it doesn't make any difference where you were born. It doesn't make any difference who your parents were. It doesn't make any difference if, like me, you couldn't even speak English until you were in your twenties.
quote by Arnold Schwarzenegger
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In Your Room
(s. hoffs/b. steinberg/t. kelly)
Susanna
I love it in your room at night
Youre the only one who gets through to me
In the warm glow of the candlelight
Oh, I wonder what youre gonna do to me
In your room
I come alive when Im with you
Ill do anything you want me to
In your room
I love it in your room all day
When youre gone I like to try on all your clothes
You wont regret it if you let me stay
Ill teach you everything that a boy should know
In your room
Im alive when Im with you
Gonna make your dreams come true
In your room
I feel good in your room
Lets lock the world out
Feels so good when we kiss
Nobody ever made me crazy like this
Ill do anything you want me to
I only want to be with you
In your room
In your room
song performed by by Bangles
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My blood rushes
My blood rushes extremely quick as you swift make your way across the room. I try to zoom to get a clear view, Ooh my, my temperature increases I’m going from coldest to heated it’s too soon.
I blush at your gaze as you make your way near; circumstance is clear still you make your way here.
I could already see that you’re the type that makes nigger weak, sleepless nights all the way through the week, geez…
Hence I come in peace let’s first kick it in my sleep-dreams, exclude this love\thing as another fling. Let’s make magic let the Angels sing, let them lend us their wings so we can make… Yeah
Give affection a new attraction, retrench cupid and let Mother Nature give us her blessing.
And then book the best suite as Cloud 9, make love and watch the sunrise, and as you smile whether I cry I know we’ll be alright…
poem by Thato Maluleka
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