You know, I've carried a weapon for 10 years, never shot anybody, never robbed anybody. It has saved my life twice, but I know they're not toys. I practice with firearms, I enjoy shooting, it's a hobby of mine and I have a healthy respect for them.
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Guns are near!
Guns are here, guns are there
Guns are the future
The one, which is near
Firearms
People killed
Hero’s shot
Hero’s healed
Honours given to those who died
Those who saved
Who sacrificed
Loading guns
Aiming fire
Preparing to shoot
The vital other
Never knowing the enemy
Never getting attached
To a single human
In several countries
Or Iraq
Knowing that life
Is a gift to them
Knowing that life is short
I’m sure many a people would say
Go on
What harm can it do?
Give life a shot! ! !
poem by Ruth Rayment
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Nyc 2010
The year was 2010,
I was shooting a film about
Razel puppet and friends.
Shooting in NYC shots of Melodie,
and her secret robot who was sitting by a tree.
Now we did shoots photos in Time Square,
where people were walking everywhere.
Stopped in Toys R Us,
Razel kissed a lot of toys
without a fuss.
Melodie doll was photographed in the Macy store,
shot funny shots in products galore.
Now, hopefully all these photos see the light of day,
if anything they will be put on website melodiemezoree.
(August 10, 2011)
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Nyc 2010
The year was 2010,
I was shooting a film about
Razel puppet and friends.
Shooting in NYC shots of Melodie,
and her secret robot who was sitting by a tree.
Now we did shoots photos in Time Square,
where people were walking everywhere.
Stopped in Toys R Us,
Razel kissed a lot of toys
without a fuss.
Melodie doll was photographed in the Macy store,
shot funny shots in products galore.
Now, hopefully all these photos see the light of day,
if anything they will be put on website melodiemezoree.
(Suzae Chevalier/August 10, 2011)
poem by Christina Sunrise
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My Hobby
I awoke early one morning, and to get a head start
I went directly to the neighborhood Hobby Mart,
I really enjoy going there, for I get to explore alot as,
I put some really interesting items in my little red cart
I have now chosed so many items,
I am usure where I am to start
Now one of my biggest decision, is to hobby or not
My hobby is an activity,
which is suppose to be,
simply recreational for me, while I unfold and just be free
Yet, when strolling in the mart, pushing that cute little cart
If that simple thought isnt clearly remembered
What I seem to enjoy alot, may somehow simply be forgot.
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Wishing on a shooting star
I wished upon a shooting star
As it went through the sky,
I wished upon a shooting star
As it shot right by.
I wished upon a shooting star
That my prayers would all come true,
I wished upon a shooting star
And then I thought of you.
I wished upon a shooting star
And noticed I was crying,
I wished upon a shooting star
And realized I was dying.
I wished upon a shooting star
But my wish never came true,
I wished upon a shooting star
And hoped it would get me through.
I wished upon a shooting star
That the she would still be there,
I wished upon a shooting star
That she would always care.
I wished upon a shooting star
Here in this night sky,
I wished upon a shooting star
That our love will never die.
poem by Xx Charmer Xx
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The Workaholic
He retired from his job on his sixty fifth birthday
But he did not enjoy the work free life
And he died just nine months into his retirement
To be mourned by his family and his wife.
It has been said he was a workaholic
And that he was one who worked as hard as two
And he felt bored without a job to go to
And he pined away as many like him do.
His problem was he did not have a hobby
And a working life the life he loved and knew
A good man for his wife and family and his Country
But good men just like bad men must die too.
For forty seven years he worked for the same employers
And to the end to his bosses was true
His parting gift from them a wrist watch and box of chocolates
And a well done and a shake hands and thank you.
He must have been one who truly liked his bosses
To have worked for them for forty seven years
His last day on the job it was his saddest
And as he left he fought to choke the tears.
His problem was that he did not have a hobby
And he only lived for each working day
And when he left the workforce in his sixties
He fell into ill health and pined away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Self Respect
Self respect is self love
Self respect provoke love for others
Self respect is GOD respect
Self respect is self norishing
Self respect is self control
Respect and love
Respect and praise
Respect and join
Respect and rejoyce
Respect and cellebrate
Respect and enjoy
For the love of god is respect.
poem by Nengovhela Murendeni
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Sonnet: Respect
Respect your elders all if they deserve;
Respect your servants too who you well serve;
Respect your father for tilling the soil;
Respect your mother for her love and toil.
Respect all teachers who gave you knowledge;
Respect your friend who saved you from the ledge;
Respect all good minds who advised you good;
Respect the man of God who gave soul’s food.
Respect all strangers who were all Godsends;
Respect your foes who taught you self-defense;
Respect those evil men who you troubled;
Respect the tempter who well you misled.
Respect your conscience which tells you what’s right;
Respect your God who is your Friend and Guide.
poem by John Celes
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A dream of mine!
A dream of mine!
Silence! Respect the dream of mine!
Respect when I talk from the heart out loud
Respect even if it’s bullshit sound
Cause I am telling you a hidden secrets of mine!
Don’t you understand, I am sharing my worse fears!
My hard times, my tears!
My heart is yours, no more mine!
So now ignoring me is a crime!
Never let me beg you that hard!
Because by that you will break me apart!
Why you are hurt, while you are the only dream of mine!
Every body silent! she is the only dream on mine!
Don’t accuse me with madness.
I am the only one who feels sadness.
Just Silence! Respect the dream of mine!
It’s my only dream of mine!
To be with you, to love you for a life time!
poem by Raouf Reda
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Souveniers
All the snow has turned to water,
Christmas days have come and gone.
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on.
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops,
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs.
Memories, they can't be boughten.
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs,
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see.
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me.
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forget the way they robbed me,
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs.
Memories they can't be boughten,
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.
song performed by by John Prine
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MY Toys
I have instructed someone else,
To play with MY toys!
'Instructed?
Why don't you just give them your toys? '
I want it understood that they are mine...
When and IF I decide I want them back.
'Why 'those' toys? '
Gee...
I hadn't thought of it.
I guess the real reason is...
Those were the only toys they selected.
AND...
I now find that myself to be strange.
Because...
IF they had 'not' selected 'those' toys...
I would have given them away,
Anyway.
I hate to be intruded upon!
Especially by those making demands,
With high expectations.
Oh well...
My mind goes 'cuckoo' on me sometimes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Practice Every Step
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no sleeping for someone who has a place to go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Focus on that goal,
And tighten on your hold,
And...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Do not second guess what it takes.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Every journey taken,
Must be thought of as a race...
And,
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
There's no other way to straighten out a crooked road,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
No matter what you're told,
There will be some doubts and woes...
But you,
Practice every step.
Yes you,
Practice every step.
Woes you hold will eventually go,
So...
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
Practice every step.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Years ago - in the 70s, for about a decade - I carried a camera every place I went. And I shot a lot of pictures that were still life and landscape, using available light.
quote by Leonard Nimoy
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Americans who know nothing else about firearms are all too familiar with the name AR-15. It’s the semi-automatic weapon that murderers have used in many of the most notorious and highest-casualty gun killings of recent years: Aurora, Colorado. Newtown, Connecticut. Orlando, Florida. San Bernardino, California. Now, with modified versions, in Las Vegas, Nevada, and Sutherland Springs, Texas... A little bullet pays off so much in wound ballistics. That is what people who choose these weapons know.
quote by James Fallows
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I lost interest in firearms because we had a dog that was scared to death of the sound of a rifle shot.
quote by James Spader
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The Man With All The Toys
Hes the man with all the toys
Someone found a lighted house late one night
And he saw through the window a sight
A big man in a chair
And little tiny men everywhere
Hes the man with all the toys
Well how thrilled that someone must have been
And he must have been tempted to go in
He stayed out in the cold
And when he left them he told
About the man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
The man with all the toys
Hes the man with all the toys
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Skinflint
The skinflint saved his policies,
The skinflint saved his plugs,
The skinflint saved his first house keys,
The skinflint saved his mugs...
The skinflint saved his chewing gum,
The skinflint saved his rope,
The skinflint saved his small toy drum,
The skinflint saved his soap...
The skinflint saved his worn-out shoes,
The skinflint saved his clothes,
The skinflint saved his tubes of glues,
The skinflint saved his bows...
The skinflint saved his dated files,
The skinflint saved his drapes,
The skinflint saved his airline miles,
The skinflint saved his tapes...
The skinflint saved, yes, on the whole...
The skinflint saved so well?
The skinflint never saved his soul!
So God sent him to Hell...
poem by Denis Martindale
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4 Respect Peom I Made
1.) respect count as a word
regret as another
you get what i mean
respect all you gain from others
and if you regret you totally forget.
2.) respect ain't no joke
when is was getting wrote
when is was done is was publish on the road
when is was on the road
people took it away and they hosted it, posted it, tossed it and then
finally they spoke it.
3.) respect me padre cinco madre
respect me time ocho while i count up to doso
respect me with action
and i give you reaction.
4.) Respect your elders all if they deserve;
Respect your servants who will serve;
Respect your father for tilling the soil;
Respect your mother for her love and toil.
Respect all teachers who gave you knowledge;
respect your parent who will pay for your collage
Respect your friend who saved you from the ledge;
but don't forget to respect yourself for a good effect.
poem by Dbhker Don
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My focus is that firearms are handled safely and that we can continue to enjoy them here in North America.
quote by Steve Kanaly
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The best political weapon is the weapon of terror. Cruelty commands respect. Men may hate us. But, we don't ask for their love; only for their fear.
quote by Heinrich Himmler
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