Nutrition makes me puke.
quote by Jimmy Piersall
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Century
Everybody's here
Puke stinks like beer
This could be a city
This could be a graveyard
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
Everybody's anxious
For the coming of the crisis
The collapse of the justice
I can smell your armpits
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
You stole my idea
This puke stinks like beer and everybody's here
Come on
song performed by by Live from Secret Samadhi
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Vaccination
Petty news, its only your bad ear
It might be worth it
To watch what you hear
Feeling great now you expand your view
You cant forget, somebody hates you
Justify my worst behaviour
Search in blood-lines
Exchange a favor
Humble goals
Bad nutrition
Rely on me
Theres one condition
Humble goals
Bad nutrition
Rely on me
Theres one condition
Imitated
So adored
The wind picks up
My suit gets torn
song performed by by Helmet
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SHORT; SILLY; TKTWBH: I Doubt Your Word 'King'!
I'm most sorry "Your Majesty", but I doubt your story's true.
I doubt you even have a throne, except when on a loo.
In fact "Oh King" the more I think of it, it makes me want to puke.
(Do you have "someone else" do THAT for you?)
Why I'll bet you're not EVEN a prince...., or even a lowly duke!
poem by Bri Edwards
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Spam
Spam in the place where I live (ham and pork)
Think about nutrition, wonder whats inside it now (oh boy)
Spam in my luchbox at work (its the best)
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it at all
If youre running low, go to the store
Carry some money to help you buy more
The tab is there to open the can
The can is there to hold in the spam
Oh, spam on the table at home (ham and pork)
Think about selection, are there different flavors now (lets eat)
Spam in my office at work (its the best)
Think about the stuff its made from, wonder if its mystery of meat
If you need a spoon, keep one around
Carry a thermose to help wash it down
Now, if theres some left, dont just throw it out
Use it for spackle or bathroom grout, now
Spam in my pantry at home (have some more)
Think of expiration, better read the lable (oh boy)
Spam breakfast, dinner, or lunch (its the best)
Think about how its been precooked, wonder if Ill just eat it cold
Now, once you start in, you cant put it down
Dont leave it sitting or itll turn brown
The key is going to open the tin
The tin is there to keep the spam in
Oh, spam (spam)
Ham and pork
Think about nutrition, wonder whats inside it now (oh boy)
Spam (spam)
Its the best
Really makes a darn good sandwhich any way you slice it
Spam in the place where I live (have some more)
Think about addiction, wonder if Im a junkie now (lets eat)
Spam in the place where I work (youre obsessed)
Think about the way its processed, wonder if its some kind of meat
Spam in the back of my car (ham and pork)
Spam any place that you are (ham and pork)
The tab is there to open the can (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
The can is there to hold in the spam (spam any place that you are) (ham and pork)
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Puke On Cops
look at me now. full on the run. i can't stop myself from crashing. breaking grass, bumming a yard. fixing stuff that was never broken. pulling out all the stops. i'm gonna puck on the cops. i'm telling the kids, punk rocks. i'm gonna puke on cops. gimme a side of airplane noise or a half a glass of our resistance. add a dash of disobedient public nusant, richtor riot. pulling out all the stops. i'm gonna puck on the cops. i'm telling the kids, punk rocks. i'm gonna puke on cops.
song performed by by NOFX
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Simple Fact
There was the simple fact
she was pregnant and by him.
Three months late. Morning
sickness. Throwing up after
breakfast. If she had breakfast.
And Thornton knew nothing
of it and that was the way she
wanted it: him ignorant of that
fact of her being with child as
Mother called it. She’d not seen
him since the big bust-up after
the Chekov play. He rang twice
but she put the phone down with
a mighty slam. That temper of
yours, Mother used to say, will
be the death of you. Not yet at
least, she thought. Mother always
thought she knew best; a childhood
of constant nags and slaps. She lay
in bed listening to birds. Father
was a bird watcher, knew them all,
where they laid and when and
what colour the eggs of the birds
were. She remembered him and
his binoculars and that hat which
made Mother laugh. Soon she’d
get up and puke. The smell itself
was enough to make her puke again.
Thornton’s one minute act of sex
brought all this. God’s seven days
of creating beauty and light were
reduced by Thornton one minute’s
sex, to making hell in a single night.
You’ll make it all work, a voice
inside her head said. But it was a
big step from single self to another
human being lying helpless in the
hands wailing and flailing its arms.
She sat up on the side of the bed.
All thoughts of Thornton, Mother
and Father all mixed up with puke
swirling in her guts and in her head.
poem by Terry Collett
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Why?
Muir-Siegel-
Why? Why does it have? Have to be...this way
When? When will I know? What I should...and why I didn't
Why? Why. Does it keep coming back? Straight in my face. Face
Yet I can't see it. How? How. How could I be? Be so dumb. Dumb
Dumber than dumb. You dummy!
Where? Where am I now. Am I still here...and which way am I going?
What? What did you say? I heard you laugh
What the hell is so funny?
Why? Why. Won't you show your face? Face
Show me who you are. Are. God, I hate you!
You. You. You make me sick. Sick. So sick I puke
Puke. Damn you digust me!
Please. Please don't be crueler than I...already am to me
Where? Where will I find? Find some peace...I'll even take a sliver!
Why? Why. Why does it hurt? Hurt. Hurt so bad! Bad
Yet I just take it!
Why? Why. Why does it hurt? Hurt. Hurt so bad! Bad
Yet I still take it!
When. When it goes. I wonder where
And I get so jealous!
When. When will I learn? And if I do...what will it teach me?
Why? Why. Why does it hurt? Hurt so bad? Bad
Yet I still take it!
Why? All I'm asking is why? Why
All I'm asking is why? Why?
This ain't no animal magnetism!
Why? Why. Why does it hurt? Hurt
Hurt so bad? Bad. And I just take it
Why? Why. All I'm asking is why? Why
All I'm asking is why? Why?
Don't tell me animal magnetism
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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If I hear the word 'perky' again, I'll puke.
quote by Katie Couric
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I must be honest. I can only read so many paragraphs of a New York Times story before I puke.
quote by Rush Limbaugh
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The Art Of Killing
he never for once
imagined that he could kill
killing
the simple thought of killing
makes him puke
he tried once
killing a fruit fly
in a snap
reasoning that it infected
its dessert
that whole night
he could not sleep
for he was
worn with guilt
his brother is a moron
the worst in class
makes most of the fame
by killing
many fruit flies
he is the top of his class
but he laughs at him
short of respect
for his fear of killing
'it is a phobia' his brother says
and just like everything else
runs berserk and
becomes an unreasonable
generalization
let me cut this story short
he did not make money
waddled in poverty and
feared the art of killing
helpless n& useless in-himself
his wife
deserted him and his kids
lost that respect
because he will never kill
a fly again
i do not want to make this
story long and
agonizing,
know what?
he killed himself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Laurie got offended that I used the word 'puke.' But to me, that's what her dinner tasted like.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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The bottom line is that there is a lot more that could and should be done to help people with nutrition and exercise.
quote by Parris Glendening
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I always loose a little weight on the road, so I constantly have to be on top of my nutrition and hydration.
quote by Matt Cameron
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The excitement of vitamins, nutrition and metabolism permeated the environment.
quote by Paul D. Boyer
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Primates need good nutrition, to begin with. Not only fruits and plants, but insects as well.
quote by Richard Leakey
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Nutrition is also a valuable component that can help athletes both protect themselves and improve performance.
quote by Bill Toomey
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I'm a product of good nutrition, cutting edge supplementation and hard training, and I'm an old guy.
quote by Warren Cuccurullo
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Sonnet: Abortion- Murder, most foul in the Womb!
God makes the buds that blossom into flow’rs,
And flow’rs to form the seeds for newer plants;
God gives sun-light and bathes the roots with show’rs,
And nutrition, protecting them from ants!
God makes each species propagate on earth-
A mystery and wonder, all must take;
God takes care of their every want from birth-
Food, water, shelter, freedom from each ache!
God breathed life into clay and called it ‘man’!
And loved him, more than every creature made;
And made from him, his partner called ‘woman’;
His love for man (woman) will never fade!
‘Abortion- murder, most foul, in the womb! ’
Should mothers turn the sacred womb, a tomb?
Lovingly dedicated to all good mothers who
God-willingly serve to maintain the human race.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-12-2008
poem by John Celes
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Finally....
i have traced the words
and it goes back there to your mouth
you puke
and i urge you too
there is a lot of poison in there
your stomach
lots of parasites
the nerves in your skull
all infected
i am looking for some roots
if there is any brain at all
so sorry
there is none
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Chocolate
Give me a piece of chocolate.
Let it melt in my mouth so sweet.
It's my one temptation
when it comes to something to eat.
I can go without cake or ice cream.
I can go without pudding or pies.
But when it comes to chocolate
I cannot exercise
restraint.
A Hershey bar, a Baby Ruth,
M&M's or fudge
overtakes my sense of nutrition
but still I do not judge
too harshly what I do.
I place it slowly in my mouth
and savor it as I chew.
At that moment all is fine.
It makes me feel brand new.
Now Godiva or Ghiardelli,
these I could die for.
And if I eat a chocolate truffle
I know I'll just want more.
So I try not to keep chocolate around
because what I have found
is out of sight, out of mind
and my taste buds quiet down
for a while.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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