Mobile entertainment is a huge opportunity. We are committed to mobile just as much as we are to PCs.
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The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 16
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’m feeling all alone
I can’t connect with my friends out there
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I miss its ringing tone
I’ve searched for it everywhere
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
And now I cannot roam
I must stay near in case it rings
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I do not wish to moan
It has numbers, dates and all kinds of things
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
And now I guess I’m prone
To wander like a lost zombie
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve lost my mobile phone
I’ve no mind of my own
Without it there to organise me
I’ve lost my mobile phone
poem by Flying Lemming
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Going Mobile
I'm goin' home
And when I wanna go home
I'm goin' mobile
Well, I'm gonna find a home
And we'll see how it feels
Goin' mobile
Keep me movin'
I can pull up by the curb
I can make it on the road
Goin' mobile
I can stop in any street
And talk with people that we meet
Goin' mobile
Keep me movin'
Out in the woods
Or in the city
It's all the same to me
When I'm drivin' free, the world's my home
When I'm mobile
Hee, hoo!
beep beep!
Play the tape machine
Make the toast and tea
When I'm mobile
Well I can lay in bed
With only highway ahead
When I'm mobile
Keep me movin'
Keep me movin'
Over 50
Keep me groovin'
Just a hippie gypsy
Come on move now
Movin'
Keep me movin', yeah
Keep me movin', groovin', groovin', yeah
Movin', Yeah
Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, ...
I don't care about pollution
I'm an air-conditioned gypsy
That's my solution
Watch the police and the tax man miss me
I'm mobile
Oooooh, yeah, hee!
Mobile, mobile, mobile yeah
song performed by by Who
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Model. Two mobile eyes in a mobile head, itself on a mobile body.
quote by Robert Bresson
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Mobile
Went back home again
this sucks gotta pack up and leave again
say goodbye to all my friends
can't say when I'll be there again
It's time now to turn around
Turn my back on
EVERYTHING (turn my back on) everything....
[chorus]
Everythings changing when I turn around all out of my control I'm a mobile.
Everythings changing when I turn around all out of my control I'm a mobile.
Start back at this life
Stretch myself back into the vibe
I'm waking up to say I've tried
Instead of waking up to another TV GUIDE
It's time now to turn around
Turn and walk on this crazy ground oh oh oh....
[chorus]
Everythings changing when I turn around all out of my control I'm a mobile
Everythings changing out of what I know everywhere I go I'm a mobile
I'm a mobile
Hanging from the ceiling lifes a mobile spinning round
with mixed feelings crazy and wild ...
sometimes I wanna SCREAM OUT LOUD ....
Everythings changing
everywhere I go
All out of my control
Everythings changing
everywhere I go out of what I know
la la la la la la (la la)
la la la la la la (la la)
la la la la la la (la la la)
la la la la la la
[chorus]
Everythings changing when I turn around all out of my control I'm a mobile
Everythings changing out of what I know everywhere I go I'm a mobile
I'm a mobile
song performed by by Avril Lavigne from Let Go
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Goin Mobile
Im goin home
Im goin home
And when I wanna go home
And when I wanna go home
Im goin mobile
Im goin mobile
Well, Im gonna find a home
Well, Im gonna find a home
And well see how it feels
And well see how it feels
Goin mobile
Goin mobile
Keep me movin
Keep me movin
I can pull up by the curb
I can pull up by the curb
I can make it on the road
I can make it on the road
Goin mobile
Goin mobile
I can stop in any street
I can stop in any street
And talk with people that we meet
And talk with people that we meet
Goin mobile
Goin mobile
Keep me movin
Keep me movin
Out in the woods
Out in the woods
Or in the city
Or in the city
Its all the same to me
Its all the same to me
When Im drivin free, the worlds my home
When Im drivin free, the worlds my home
When Im mobile
When Im mobile
Hee, hoo!
Hee, hoo!
Beep beep!
Beep beep!
Play the tape machine
Play the tape machine
Make the toast and tea
Make the toast and tea
When Im mobile
When Im mobile
Well I can lay in bed
Well I can lay in bed
With only highway ahead
With only highway ahead
When Im mobile
When Im mobile
Keep me movin
Keep me movin
Keep me movin
Keep me movin
Over 50
Over 50
Keep me groovin
Keep me groovin
Just a hippie gypsy
Just a hippie gypsy
Come on move now
Come on move now
Movin
Movin
Keep me movin, yeah
Keep me movin, yeah
Keep me movin, groovin, groovin, yeah
Keep me movin, groovin, groovin, yeah
Movin, yeah
Movin, yeah
Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, ...
Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, ...
I dont care about pollution
I dont care about pollution
Im an air-conditioned gypsy
Im an air-conditioned gypsy
Thats my solution
Thats my solution
Watch the police and the tax man miss me
Watch the police and the tax man miss me
Im mobile
Im mobile
Oooooh, yeah, hee!
Oooooh, yeah, hee!
Mobile, mobile, mobile yeah
Mobile, mobile, mobile yeah
song performed by by Who
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Smile and Mobile
You have a smile
You have a mobile
Just smile
Talk in mobile
Call me in mobile
With a smile
I am with you
And you are with me
And it is time
For you for me
To dance to smile.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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This All Too Mobile Home
I get four or five miles a gallon in this old car
I don't care as long as it takes me to where you are
You ain't leavin' no tracks to follow
It's driving me mad but what else can I do?
This all too mobile home
Is calling out for you
You were thirty miles out of Phoenix on a three-day drive
When you left to find the angular number five
You slammed the door behind you
You walked out on the life that we once knew
This all too mobile home
Is calling out for you
[Solo]
Well, they say it's Salt lake city
But now we're man on man
Take your hand outta my pocket
Don't put it in again
You get married in San Diego
And these times that roll out need to be brought on through
This all to mobile home
Is calling after you
Well, this all too mobile home is killing me
And there's nothing that you can do to set me free
Darling, oh now, darling, come back to me...
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Alabama Sundown
(Dave Kirby and Danny Morrison)
The cold December wind seems bent on rockin' New York City
The town that's got me down to my last dime
And everywhere I go, the people seem in such a hurry
To keep this Mobile girl from feelin' fine
Chorus:
Lord, what I'd give to see an Alabama sundown
The sun just seemed to drop in Mobile Bay
New York town has got a gifted way to keep a girl down
But that never was the Mobile way, no, no
That never was the Mobile way
A flashing sign says that you can rent a bed for just a dollar
In anybody's town, that price is cheap
It's a shame to know a girl would ever fall down to my standards
'Cause I need ninety cents to go to sleep
Repeat Chorus
I felt so big the day I left that Mobile couldn't hold me
I thought there had to be a better way
But if I could find that man that first called Lady Luck a lady
That gentleman would surely learn to pray
Repeat Chorus Twice & Fade
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Second, there are two problems with respect to mobile homes in particular. One is we obviously don't want to put them in a flood plain, because if there's another flood, you're going to lose the mobile home.
quote by Michael Chertoff
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Texts
The best
Texts
In your
Mobile
Are from
Me.
The worst
Texts
In your
Mobile
Are from
Me.
As I've
Loved you
In the best
And worst
Possible
Ways.
We may not
Relive
Those
Good and
Bad
Days
Yet the fact
Remains
I'll love you
Always
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The second is there are some communities that we thought originally would take mobile homes that have decided they don't want them. And we're not going to cram mobile homes down the throats of communities in Louisiana and the Gulf - and other parts of the Gulf Coast.
quote by Michael Chertoff
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The Mobile Phone
The Mobile phone or the Cell phone,
Is indeed a great invention! .
To the small gadget—a contraption,
We are now in total addiction.
It has of late a grip—so strong,
Over the human psyche—
The phone to possess every one long.
There is a big explosion,
In the varieties of the phone,
With many a different application!
T he mobile phones—a plethora
Exist and tantalize us,
Like the I-phone, Smart phone et cetera!
We are lured by user apps' many,
As to browse the inter-net,
And to keep us good company.
With it we can go for gaming,
Or go in for other spreads,
Or even go for mobile banking.
We can hear songs singing,
Or go for video-streaming.
It's all so mind boggling!
From the smart executive,
To the road-side gypsy—
It is so very far extensive.
From the impecunious vendor,
To the hierophantic priest—
It figures too with the money-lender.
From the college student,
To the vehicle drivers—
It is for all much prudent.
All are seen holding phones
To their ears or clutching it;
It appears none can survive sans phones!
Cell phones have come to play,
An indispensable part of life—
It is much a part of us all day!
It has become a sort of real phobia,
To not have one's mobile phone by—
So, for this fear, a new word is coined—'Nomophobia'!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again
Oh, the ragman draws circles
Up and down the block.
Id ask him what the matter was
But I know that he dont talk.
And the ladies treat me kindly
And furnish me with tape,
But deep inside my heart
I know I cant escape.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Well, shakespeare, hes in the alley
With his pointed shoes and his bells,
Speaking to some french girl,
Who says she knows me well.
And I would send a message
To find out if shes talked,
But the post office has been stolen
And the mailbox is locked.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Mona tried to tell me
To stay away from the train line.
She said that all the railroad men
Just drink up your blood like wine.
An I said, oh, I didnt know that,
But then again, theres only one Ive met
An he just smoked my eyelids
An punched my cigarette.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Grandpa died last week
And now hes buried in the rocks,
But everybody still talks about
How badly they were shocked.
But me, I expected it to happen,
I knew hed lost control
When he built a fire on main street
And shot it full of holes.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Now the senator came down here
Showing evryone his gun,
Handing out free tickets
To the wedding of his son.
An me, I nearly got busted
An wouldnt it be my luck
To get caught without a ticket
And be discovered beneath a truck.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Now the preacher looked so baffled
When I asked him why he dressed
With twenty pounds of headlines
Stapled to his chest.
But he cursed me when I proved it to him,
Then I whispered, not even you can hide.
You see, youre just like me,
I hope youre satisfied.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Now the rainman gave me two cures,
Then he said, jump right in.
The one was texas medicine,
The other was just railroad gin.
An like a fool I mixed them
An it strangled up my mind,
An now people just get uglier
An I have no sense of time.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
When ruthie says come see her
In her honky-tonk lagoon,
Where I can watch her waltz for free
neath her panamanian moon.
An I say, aw come on now,
You must know about my debutante.
An she says, your debutante just knows what you need
But I know what you want.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
Now the bricks lay on grand street
Where the neon madmen climb.
They all fall there so perfectly,
It all seems so well timed.
An here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice.
Oh, mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of mobile
With the memphis blues again.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Child of Our Time
O, pity the poor unfortunate child,
Neglected and forlorn!
No-one to care for or nurture him:
He didn't ask to be born!
All he wants is a happy home
And food to fill his belly -
Designer clothes, mobile, a PS3
And a huge LCD telly!
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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Help! , I lost my mobile…
Geetha was on shopping spree with her husband
And he was struggling to meet her demands
He borrowed her mobile to talk to his friend
To ask whether his credit card he would lend.
He was walking on the street
Busy talking without seeing where
he is landing his feet
And fell into an open manhole
Making his wife’s face turn pale.
Geetha screamed for help
And a policeman near her stopped
She shouted, “I lost my mobile,
My husband fell while talking on it, into manhole! ”
poem by Venkatesh M. R.
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Ravers
Well, we're the ravers, we just want to come out and play
If you try to keep us down, you better get out of our way
If you don't know by now, I'm tellin' you we're here to stay
We're a super-charged machine like a rock-mobile
Our pistons are poppin' right under your wheels
We're the ravers, oh yeah
The ravers (ahh, yeah yeah yeah)
The ravers, look out
They say we're brats with no manners or pride
Our reputation's spreadin' far and wide
A bottle of gin is all we need tonight
A hell-raisin' night
Start to shake, oh yeah
We're a super-charged machine like a rock-mobile
Our pistons are poppin' right under your wheels
We're the ravers, oh yeah
The ravers (yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
The ravers, watch out
We're givin' you the rest, gonna give it to you 'n' you
Look out baby, or we'll get you too
We go anyway, way we choose
Anyway, anyhow, anywhere, we wanted too
Here we go
We're the ravers
The ravers
The ravers (oh yeah)
Well we're a super-charged machine like a rock-mobile
Our pistons are poppin' right under your wheels
We're the ravers, oh yeah
The ravers, yeah yeah yeah, yeah-e-yeah
The ravers come on down
We're here to stay!
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Mary Toodle-Pip
Mary slammed her old phone down with a bang.
Her neatly-pressed gingham dress swirled and shook
As she whirled around, 'DANG! '
'The Mobile Home Ombudsman is not in, ' 'The schnook! '
'Always the same. They think they can ignore me? '
She laced her boots and jammed on her red hat.
Her thin, angular body quivered. 'We'll see.
I'm going to the state capitol. DRAT! '
The train rattled and whistled all the while.
It puffed and snorted, and so did Mary,
Angrily clutching her mobile home file.
'My tax pays his salary. Glory be! '
When she arrived, she plopped down in a taxi.
'I'm sorry lady, I'm waiting for my fare.'
' You just got a fare to the capitol! '
He started up when he saw her glare.
There, a beautiful well-groomed receptionist
said, 'I'm sorry, he is not in today, '
while daintily drooping her well-shaped wrist.
'Or any day, ' Mary snapped, 'if I may say.'
'It's lunchtime, ' the lady said, and she left.
No one was around. Mary opened his door.
In the dark, he was sleeping at his desk.
She touched him. 'Now see here! ' He fell to the floor.
'He's dead, ' she thought. 'And nobody missed him!
No wonder he never answered my calls.'
She heard the recording, '...is not in...'
Mary didn't know if she should laugh or bawl!
She dug out a votive candle she once bought.
She lit it, and placed it by his head.
From her hat, she plucked a flower. It caught
The candle's flicker. He seemed asleep in bed.
She taped a large poster board to his door:
Elegy to a Mobile Home Ombudsman
Sleep in peace, my dear man.
We'll all get on a best we can.
PS To the staff, if you please,
SOME ONE send my mobile
home registration to me!
poem by Mary Naylor
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Baby Keep Smilin
Its hot outside so for me it is
A brand new day that I shall kiss
And if you feel the same way too
Then do the things that I am gon do
All we need is a mobile phone
To tell everybody: we are not at home
And if you have to work all day
Then listen what I got to say
Baby keep smilin
you know the sun is shinin
...
I put on my glasses
And tell you how sweet your ass is
So would jump in my caddy
And call me your sweet sweet daddy
All we need is a mobile phone
To tell everybody: we are not at home
And if you have to work all day
Then listen what I got to say
Baby keep smilin
you know the sun is shinin
...
(sing along)
Keep on smiling
The sun is shining
...
Baby keep smilin
you know the sun is shinin
...
song performed by by Lou Bega
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Baby Keep Smiling
It's hot outside so for me it is
a brand new day that I shall kiss
and if you feel the same way too
then do the things that I'm goin do
all we need is a mobile phone
to tell everybody: we are not at home
and if you have to work all day
then listen what I got to say
Baby keep smilin'
you know the sun is shinin'
I put on my glasses
and tell you how sweet your ass is
so would you jump in my caddy
and call me your sweet sweet daddy
all we need is a mobile phone
to tell everybody: we are not at home
and if you have to work all day
then listen what I got to say
Baby keep smilin'
you know the sun is shinin'
(sing along)
keep on smiling
the sun is shining
Baby keep smilin'
you know the sun is shinin'
Baby keep smilin
song performed by by Lou Bega
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Entertainment
Theres been another assassination
T.v. cameras moving in.
To shoot the bloodstains on the pavement
And get them on the news at ten.
Will he live or will he die, before we go on the air?
Yes, the networks are all there, in the name of
Entertainment.
Superstar psycho, from a killer to a hero,
An overnight sensation on the lips of all the nation
Is he mad or is he sane? it makes for good conversation
I call it suffering and pain, but they call it entertainment
Sex violence murder and rape. (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you came for, thats what you pay for.
Entertainment, entertainment.
They call it entertainment
Inform us, educate us with your media machine
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment.
Real life for entertainment,
Cheapens my reality,
So that hollywood can make it into another b movie
The vultures get the rating and the people get the thrills
But the victims always pay, I guess they always will.
Sex violence murder and rape (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you want, thats what they need,
Thats what you came for, thats what your paying for.
They call it entertainment (call it entertainment)
Inform us, educate us with your media machine,
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment, entertainment.
song performed by by Kinks
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