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His mouth is for export and his head has no entrance.

quote by Douglas Feaver
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The Only Export From One Age To The Other

the only export you can do
from one age to the other
from this world to the next
without getting any less an acquirer
is - a religion

the only all time export
the world has ever sold
with all its soul, blood and sweat
to another age is - a religon

the only export
from one age to the other
one would kill - with heart, mind and soul -
to prove what one has bought
is the real thing is - a religion

the only intangible commodity
yet powerful enough
to blow up the whole world
is - a religion

the only export
from one age to the other
wrapped in so much sweetness
tasted with as much bitterness
here and (beyond, if you have bought one)
is without doubt - religion

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The natural consequence of our submission, even in part, to the system that looks to compelling the export of raw products, the exhaustion of the land, the cheapening of labour, and the export of the labourer.

quote by Henry Charles Carey
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Now, the impact on export markets - we export about 10 percent of what we produce, so obviously that will probably have some impact on the market. At this point it's too early to determine how much.

quote by Ann Veneman
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Lexicon

Import free export free
Free trade
No import no export.

Levy not
Lexicon here
Search the meaning
Find nothing.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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German Virile E-Coli Outbreak Source Was Beans?

no German research experts Doctors Bean Bean Bean and Bean
got it wrong again randomly pointing finger at specific farmers
wrecking all their perishable export commodities sales yet again
excellent export grade A cucumbers lettuces tomatoes and beans

Spanish or from other European countries were not to blame?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Import and Export

Import the things more the country really need
For its economic development
Such as food, raw materials for various industries
Technology, electric power and so on.

Export the things that are surplus and competitive
And whose demand is in the foreign countries.

With a view to boost export
The government should minimize export duty
And encourage the exporters
By reducing tariff on import of associated raw materials.

The government must discourage import of nonessential items
By imposing higher import duty
And encourage production of luxury items in the country.

In the modern world international trade can play a vital role
In the economic development of any country
That’s why the governments must emphasize on it evermore.

poem by Asif Andalib
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A Quiet Evening at the Pub

'It's my opinion, ' the stranger said,
Though nobody'd asked for his point of view,
'That a pint of this Scottish Export
Is best followed up by a chaser or two! '

But the other drinkers simply ignored him,
He obviously had had a few,
Perhaps he was a travelling salesman,
At any rate, he was 'passing through'.

So they continued to talk about football
As people in pubs quite often do,
Their little hobby was so important
And why he had spoken they hadn't a clue.

'Well whats the matter with you b*stards?
Don't you realise that I'm talking to you?
You've got no manners but you'll regret it,
Do you know what I am going to do? '

He took a gun from inside his jacket,
Three shot rang out, then another two,
Three regulars lay dead on the carpet,
The barman collapsed, he was wounded too.

'Pay attention, you stupid b*stards!
When a stranger gives you his point of view,
Just remember that a pint of Export
Is best followed up by a chaser or two! '

It's not that I'm being superstitious
But I'll tell you something between me and you,
The events of that evening have given me nightmares
That only recede when I've had quite a few.

Wherever I travel since that awful night,
To Tipperary or to Timbuctoo,
I solemnly drink that Scottish Export,
And follow it up with a chaser or two! !

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Home Is Anywhere You Hang Your Head

Here comes Mr. Misery
He's tearing out his hair again
He's crying over her again
He's standing in the super-market shouting at the customers
Here comes Mr. Misery
He'll never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood
He's contemplating murder again
He must be in love
Chorus: But you know she doesn't want
But you can't seem to get it in your head
Oh and you can't sleep at night
And she haunts you when you go to bed
When you're tired of talking and you can't drink it down
So you hang around and drown instead
Home isn't where it used to be
Home is anywhere you hang your head
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere you hang your head
Here comes Mr. Misery
Looking for a place for his mouth to shoot
Saying "You'd look cute in your birthday suit"
You tore him out and screwed him up
Like a bad page in a naughty picture book
They day ended as it began
As he was seconds older than the man he was this morning
And the world has wiped it's mouth since then
Or maybe it was yawning
Chorus

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Home Is Anywhere

Here comes mr. misery
Hes tearing out his hair again
Hes crying over her again
Hes standing in the super-market shouting at the customers
Here comes mr. misery
Hell never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood
Hes contemplating murder again
He must be in love
Chorus: but you know she doesnt want
But you cant seem to get it in your head
Oh and you cant sleep at night
And she haunts you when you go to bed
When youre tired of talking and you cant drink it down
So you hang around and drown instead
Home isnt where it used to be
Home is anywhere you hang your head
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere
You hang your head
Home is anywhere you hang your head
Here comes mr. misery
Looking for a place for his mouth to shoot
Saying youd look cute in your birthday suit
You tore him out and screwed him up
Like a bad page in a naughty picture book
They day ended as it began
As he was seconds older than the man he was this morning
And the world has wiped its mouth since then
Or maybe it was yawning
Chorus

song performed by by Elvis Costello
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for John on his first frustration

let me draw you a house
with an entrance gate
leading to an entrance
door and some windows
to let in air.

just that, there will be no
exit doors, no exit gate,
all the windows open,
not designed to close,

that precisely is success
and failure.
there is a sense of
entrance triumphant
ditto an exit for some
ordinary and even
inevitable failures of
our lives.

the windows are some
of our other options, we
let in air to breathe
for a while. we must.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ashers To Ashes

I want them to know its me
Its on my head
Ill point the finger at me
Its on my head
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Ill see you
I will let you shout no more
Its on my head (its on my head)
Ill pick you up from the floor
Its on my head (its on my head)
Ill let you even the score
Its on my head (its on my head)
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the eyes of the mountain
Ill see you
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the eyes of the mountain
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
Give the same to me, then Ill be closer, closer
She loves me not

song performed by by Faith No More
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This Is Not Your Country

Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire
This is not your country
Armoured cars, corrugated scars
Grafitti scrawls:
This is not your country
Home sweet fortress
Gunshot - we hate your kind
Get back !
This is not your country
I need some air
And Im stopped and repeatedly questioned:
Born and raised ?
But this is not my country
Were old news
Alls well
Say bbc scum
One child shot, but so what ?
Laid my son
In a box, three feet long
And I still dont know why
A short walk home becomes a run
And Im scared
In my own country
Were old news
Alls well
Say bbc scum
Everybodys under control
Of our surveillance globes
Were old news
Alls well
And thirty years could be a thousand
And this peugeot ad
Spins round in my head
British soldier pointing a gun
And Im only trying to post a letter
A short walk home becomes a run
And Im scared, and Im scared, I am scared
Old news
Alls well
Bbc scum
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Zip up your mouth
Youve got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth

song performed by by Morrissey
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Ebb and Flow

I ebb and I flow
In his mouth…

Wet and warm
In his mouth…

Wild and exotic
In his mouth…

I lose all limits
In his mouth.

I pour myself
In his mouth
And he
Guzzles me
In abundance.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Wasn’t Born Yesterday

Tell your lies to somebody else,
somebody that’s more like yourself.
I wasn’t born yesterday,
play with somebody else your mind games,

you think I’m dumb, your insane.
All in all your found out,
you didn’t know how to hide your lying mouth,
telling me your not worth your clout.

Putting words in my mouth,
in my mouth words I never said,
What’s going on in your delusional head?
I have more balls then all your pants,

I say it like it is, no happenstance.
So here’s a word or two for you
Go ______ yourself and your _______ too.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Revolutions are not made for export.

quote by Nikita Khrushchev
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Fascism is not an article for export.

quote by Benito Mussolini
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Nancy

I am at the entrance of the valley of love,
But whose daughter is this girl? !
I am the entrance of love with a joyful song of flute and tambourines,
But i do love her like myself.
Oh Nancy, love and kindness will lead you everywhere!
And, understanding and patience will always lead you too.
Nancy, you are the only forest on top of this mountain;
And anywhere in the world we will swing on this love forever.
The message of love is what i bring to you and,
Somewhere in this forest is your sweet love hidden;
For your love is like an alloted time to me.
I am at the entrance of your sweet love and,
I will not shoot anyone in this forest;
For this sweet love is all that i have between you and i.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ashes To Ashes

I want them to know its me
Its on my head
Ill point the finger at me
Its on my head
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smilin with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Ill see you
I will let you shout no more
Its on my head
Ill pick you up from the floor
Its on my head
Ill let you even the score
Its on my head
Give it all to you, then Ill be closer
Smilin with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Ill see you
Give the same to me then Ill be closer closer
Give the same to me then Ill be closer closer
Smiling with the mouth of the ocean
And Ill wave to you with the arms of the mountain
Give the same to me then Ill be closer closer
Give the same to me then Ill be closer