I simply do not distinguish between work and play.
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After The Work Is Done
after the work is done
what will you do next?
take a rest you cannot
sit and sip your tea
you still cannot
you are simply not
comfortable not having
any work at all
your hands tremble
without anything to do
you panic on this state
of uselessness
you become confused
in emptiness with
nothing to do
so after the work is done
you look for more work
again, for they must not
forget you,
your name had always
been
Sisyphus, a convict
of the gods, eternally
damned to be always
on the go
and stopping is simply
not possible..............
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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By what criterion... can we distinguish among the numberless effects, that are also causes, and among the causes that may, for aught we can know, be also effects, - how can we distinguish which are the means and which are the ends?
quote by Chauncey Wright
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Where the law does not distinguish, we ought not to distinguish.
in Legal Dictionary
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I Don't Wanna Work
Well i give it little care
Does anybody out there even know
I'm in here?
I just keep my movement going
Somewhere
Like playing in the background baby
Like playing in the background baby
I play the game
You play the way that most men would choose
I'm surprised at you
Way back in the middle of a broken down love affair
You and i found each other
And we fell in love
I ain't never met a man and woman get along better
Than you and i when get together
Still i say
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no
See the lady walking down the street
She's got on high heel shoes
And her hair full of curlers
She's got stiletto nails
And some black mascara
She's got a push up and a pick up
I tell you that girl's working overtime
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not if it makes me cry
No no no no no no
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work it if makes me cry
Spent last night
Talking to myself in bed
Wondering why i do this over
Over and over again
I don't know
I, i, i, i don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work that hard
Not when it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work it it makes me cry
I don't wanna work that hard
I don't wanna work not that hard
I don't wanna work if it makes me cry
song performed by by Donna Summer
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E.s.
there are those however
who do not really work hard
those with natural talent
who think everything is
just plain play, and then
they get an A+,
do not call it unfair.
they simply excel without
lifting a finger
without lashing an eyebrow
they are born you know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Your Work
just love your work
and tell you what
the work does
it all for you
just sit there
do not even think
or lift a finger
your work hands
everything to you
in finished forms
perfectly perfect
love your work
and everything is done
without noticing
the existence of time
love your work
the table comes to you
all set and all you have
to do is simply sit,
eat and relax and
wait
kewl.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Four Letter 'Work' Song
Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.
Buddy Bee Anthony
poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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Work, Work, And No Play
Do this do that
wear a smile
and not a hat
greet everyone
and when your done
go and greet another one
always ask
'how are you? '
and don't you frown
cuz your not through!
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit one day
smile all the time
and don't you whine
go count the cash
dont skip a dime
put this up
then take this down
and don't you dare
make a frown
you have 8 hours
left to go
dont make a scene
put on a show
you work hard
not hard enough
be late again
and ill get tough
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit someday
alright now the time has come
when you work day is done
see you tomorrow
with a smile
youll be here for a little while
and since you have worked
here so long
ill make sure that nothings wrong
youll take my place
sing my song
bark my orders
when im gone
work work
and no play
but i will be the
boss one day
poem by Vonna mckissick
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A Cowboy's Work Is Never Done
Right!
I used to jump my horse on right
I had on six guns at my side
I was so handsome women cried
And I got shot but never died.
I could play, if I do everything it say.
girls seem to joskin in his way
those day we work considered fun
all cowboy's work is never done
He'd buy crime all the time
he always win
tell his mom would break it up
and call him in
he was tough, he was hot, he was high
I think was love 'cause guys like him were hard to find
Right! I'd like to ride again some day.
I think I feel no hard of play
I play games now, but it's not fun.
A cowboy's work is never done
song performed by by Cher
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Eccentric Or Pathetic
Eccentric or pathetic,
it is hard to distinguish them at times.
I once knew a woman, who every morning
when she went to work,
would get down on her hands and knees
and sniff the carpet for any offending smells.
Recently I have heard of a man
who goes around the toilets with a magnifying glass
lifting up the toilets seats to see underneath
if he could find a minute spec of dust.
He then gets out is disinfectant wet wipes
and rubs ferociously until the offending minute spec of dust is gone. Are these people eccentric or pathetic,
it is hard to distinguish them.
So all I can ask of you
is to make up your own mind.
29 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Work & Play
A time to work
A time to play
All work & no play makes a boring fellow
All play & no work makes a lazy fellow
If work & play you juggle well makes
you a happy fellow
So which is you
poem by Josephine Lee
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Turn It Up
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
My signal's gettin' kinda weak
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I know U got 2 be a freak, ooh
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I'm still waiting by the knob
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I'm ready 4 the heavy stuff, oh yeah
CHORUS:
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work me like a radio (oh, oh)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work it 'til I start 2 groove, ooh
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I know U know what 2 do (Girl, U know what 2 do)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work it 'til my clothes are wet
Turn it up, turn it up
I wanna drown in your body's sweat! (Oh yeah)
CHORUS
Now turn it up!
Come here
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Give me everything U got
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
U know I know U got a lot (Oh yeah)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I'll play what U want me 2 play
Turn it up, turn it up
It ain't no good unless U turn it up all the way - yeah, yeah!
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls (oh, oh)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work me like a radio (Come on, baby, turn it up)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls (oh)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work me like a radio (Listen 2 me now)
Come on baby, what's it gonna be?
Are U gonna do it or are U gonna leave it up 2 me?
Are U gonna stop? Are U gonna drop?
Kiss me, kiss me! Yeah!
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls (oh)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work me like a radio (Come on, gotta, gotta, gotta..) (Oh yeah)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Come and play with my controls (oh)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work me like a - work me like a ...
Now turn it up!
Yeah, yeah
That wasn't it, now turn it down
Oh, ditty whop {x3}
(Oh, oh, oh, yeah )
Oh, ditty whop (Oh, oh, yeah)
Oh, ditty whop {x2}
(Yeah, yeah)
Oh, ditty whop {x2}
(Yeah, yeah)
Listen 2 me
Come and play with my controls
Work me like a radio
Come and play with my controls (Shock-a)
Work me like a radio (ra...radio
song performed by by Prince
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What if
What if I am unknown, how do you know me?
What if I am unheard, how do you hear me?
What if I am common, how do you distinguish me?
What if I am obscure, how do you understand me?
A total communication gap!
What if you push me up!
I don't pull you down
I promise only fair play on the ground!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Work I Hate
Could it be so? Is my end this near?
Is that the carriage of Death I hear?
No, it can't be. I've wasted no time.
I did not play or have a good time
I worked and I toiled, day in and day out
I gave not a whimper, I did not pout
So why does Death draw ever faster?
What treachery's this? I must speak to his Master
Maybe that's it; that must be the answer
The toil I've done is simply cancer
All the work that I've done in this lifetime
Has create a tumor, filled with lost time
Planted in the plains of cowardice
Sewn into the soil of avarice
Watered by my lonely tears
Grown under a Sun of broken cheer
The work that I've done was meaningless
For it did not yield for me happiness
I wasted my life working for pain
I did work that I hated and saw no gain
poem by Scott Marek
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You'll Have To Swing It
Mister paganini, please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it
And if you can't sing it, you simply have to
Swing it
I said swing it
Oh-oh-oh swing it
And don't ding it
Oh mister paganini, we breathlessly await
Your masterful dtente, go-o on and sling it
And if you can't sling it
You'll simply have to swing it
I said swing it
And scattywahwah
And wahdyscatla
We've heard your repertoire and
At the final bar
We've greeted you with wild applause
But what a great ovation
Your interpretation
Pat-scoodle-atty-doody yeah yeah yeah
Oh mister paganini, now don't you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve, go on and spring it
And if you can't spring it, you'll simply have to
Swing it
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Work Hard, Play Harder
Work seems to be mandatory,
For people like me,
Slaving over books at school,
Just to get the grades,
We don’t have much money,
So after school I work,
Cleaning, babysitting, retail,
It’s tiring after awhile,
Homework and coursework,
Two more pains of teenage life,
It seems to me that I,
Work all night and work all day,
In the future for many years to come,
I know I’ll have to work,
Uni work and training,
I’ll need a part time job too,
But then I see, between it all,
I do get a rest and have fun,
I have great times, out with friends,
Addicted to CSI,
So now I work faster,
To get it over with,
Cus my philosophy is,
Work hard now, play harder later.
poem by Cathryn Martin
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On Being in Boxes
Hard walled and
White
ON GUARD against
errant beams of light,
my cubicle is
half my home
but at night.
Memo to Self,
in Memorandum
a small death everyday
to be slave in return for pay
work, ALL work
and no play.
and all the dull boys
Jacks on their hills
work and work to pay the bills
to buy all the right toys
hope to play with the big boys.
and I sit quiet
in a box
I make no noise.
'shhhhhhhhhh'
my machines
hum and whisper
they say 'don't worry sister...
you won't go far'.
poem by Virginie Guillemette
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Work while you work, play while you play - this is a basic rule of repressive self-discipline.
quote by Theodor Adorno
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The boss is away
When the cat is away,
The mice rejoice and play.
Freedom to relax and to sleep,
Only play, no work please.
Free to gossip, free to loiter,
Tell everyone it’s time to fritter.
No urgency, no hurry, no tension,
Everything must wait,
As long as you want to.
Personal work, personal problems,
Are more important folks.
So while the boss is away,
No checks, no supervision,
We are our own bosses.
Work at will or have a holiday,
Tea, coffee, merriment all day.
Let the workaholics slog and say,
Hard work, sincerity, honesty.
When the boss comes let’s see,
Whether to work or shirk,
Today is the day to rejoice,
Tomorrow will be a different day,
So be it.
poem by Ramesh Adwant
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Ahh... Sports
Life's a bore, here's some chore
Pick up your gears, join the tour
Tag your spouse, break a sweat
Grab a tutor, take the heat
Swing a club, hit or miss
Play poker perhaps with a jest
Tiger and Stew were on the run
These guys were really having fun
A thing or two, I'd like to express
Give me a deal and I'll do the rest
Projects and tasks from day to day
I work when I work, play when I play
poem by Noel A Medina
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