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Why clay of all things? Man should be made of stainless steel.

aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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In a way, the sense of quality has improved, the status symbol of the small things is gone, and it is acceptable to use stainless steel, even if the neighbour uses silver.

quote by Arne Jacobsen
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Love in Construction

At the site every day,
Mixing, stirring my clay,
In the heat of the sun,
Adding white sand by the ton,
Laying down stainless steel,
I never stop for a meal,
I just work right through for you.

Sweat and tears fall,
But my pride stands tall,
I cast my foundation,
To build this relation,
With you at the centre,
My courage as my mentor,
Laying the building blocks of my love.

poem by Aaron Haralsingh
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Writing Wrongs

By michael nesmith
Did you know the waters turning yellow?
Have you heard the sky was falling down?
Did you see that guy fall out the window?
Did you know the circus was in town?
Have you heard about bill chambers mother?
She said, a womans work is never done.
And, oh yes, about that yellow water,
Have you noticed the color of the sun?
You have a way of making everything you say seem unreal.
Are you aware that the people who care are mostly stainless steel?
[instrumental interlude]
Well, I hope you finally got my letter.
It should have come about this time last year.
And I hope bill chambers mothers better.
Oh, dear! the moons just disappeared.
You have a way of making everything you say seem unreal.
Are you aware that the people who care are mostly stainless steel?

song performed by by Monkees
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Surfaces

at the surface it may be smooth
like varnished furniture
but then it is not the surface that really counts
the inner layer makes the difference

is it made of steel or plain wood?
what stuff are you made of?

what heart is there? what spleen?

softness of cotton absorbent to failures
the hardness of clay that cracks to heat

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stone

The days have passed, nights are gone,
I'm still in love with a stone,
The seasons changed, the clay too came,
I still hold it with no moan,
The clay comes to me in so many shapes,
Wants me to hold it, whatever it may take,
But clay can hurt me, clay may fake,
Even if it's clay, I have a heart it can break,
The season may change,
The clay may go,
Slowing my heart beat,
All time low,
Stone is hard,
Stone is black,
Stone is emotionless,
Doesn't stab at back,
The clay, the stone, both make me die,
But if a stone does, even the clay may cry...
and I'll never ask why...
It's better to live with a stone,
not clay,
Clay is soft, but it hurts,
which is not the stone's way.....

poem by Apurva Jain
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On the bridge of his boat stood the Skipper
with a stainless steel wide open zipper.
He was eyeing a wave
when an elderly slave
yelled 'I think I am seeing a ripper'.

quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
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Gates Of Steel (demo Alternate Version)

Twist awy the Gates of Steel
Unlock the secret voice
Give in to ancient noise
take a chance a brand new dance
Twist away the Gates of Steel
Twist away, now twist and shout
The Earth it moves too slow.
But the Earth is all we know
We pay to play the human way..
Twist away the Gates of Steel (a man is real, not made of steel!)
But the Earth is all we know,
we pay to play the human way
twist away the Gates of Steel
The beginning was the end
(of every thing now)
The ape regards his tail
(he's stuck on it)
Repeats until he fails,
half a goon and half a god,
a man's not made of steel

song performed by by Devo
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The William Challenge

steel cabinets have always been
closed and cold
that's where treasures are kept
and dandruffs are what steel
cabinets are made of,
rusty feelings, exclusions of
the hairsplitting documents
and last wills, they all belong there

you get dandruff from so much
worries, afraid to take the plunge
the warm bath, and steel cabinets
are pretty much like that,
afraid to open, keeping things
to themselves, locked in their own
selves,

now you must write about
something not about love
if you're not convinced
about the worth and
necessity of writing
about it.

try hate.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Clay Thoughts!

there are some hard truths,
we often fail to believe
rather we succeed to forget
we are made of clay....
yes clay, i mean it
molded to be a wonder called human
still u feel reluctant to walk barefoot
feeling the mud itself is dirty for you! !
i am no exception
the extreme of identity crisis
the thought that disturbs u and me
we are clay

poem by Felix Lama
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Peace Proposal

Said General Clay to General Gore really must we fight this silly war
To kill and die in such a bore I quite agree said General Gore
Said General Gore to General Clay we could go to the beach today
And have some icecream on the way a grand idea said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore we'll build sand castles on the shore
Said General Gore we'll splash and play let's leave right now said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay but what if the sea's closed today
And what if the sand's been blown away the dreadful thought said General Clay
Said General Gore to General Clay I've always feared the ocean's spray
And we may drown it's true we may it chills my blood said General Clay
Said General Clay to General Gore my bathin' suit is slightly tore
We better go on with our war I quite agree said General Gore
The General Clay chanrged General Gore as bullets flew and cannons roared
And now at last there is no more of General Clay or General Gore

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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The Generals

Said General Clay to General Gore,
'Oh must we fight this silly war?
To kill and die is such a bore.'
'I quite agree,' said General Gore.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'We could go to the beach today
And have some ice cream on the way.'
'A grand idea,' said General Clay.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'But what if the sea is closed today?
And what if the sand's been blown away?'
'A dreadful thought,' said General Clay.
Said General Gore to General Clay,
'I've always feared the ocean's spray,
And we may drown!' 'It's true, we may.
It chills my blood,' said General Clay.
Said General Clay to General Gore,
'My bathing suit is slightly tore.
We'd better go on with our war.'
'I quite agree,' said General Gore.
Then General Clay charged General Gore
As bullets flew and cannons roared.
And now, alas! there is no more
Of General Clay or General Gore.

poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Gates Of Steel

Twist away the gates of steel
Unlock the secret voice
Give in to ancient noise
Take a chance a brand new dance
Twist away the gates of steel
Twist away
Now twist and shout
The earth it moves too slow
But the earth is all we know
We pay to play the human way
Twist away the gates of steel
A man is real
Not made of steel
But the earth is all we know
We pay to play the human way
Twist away the gates of steel
The beginning was the end
Of everything now
The ape regards his tail
Hes stuck on it
Repeats until he fails
Half a goon and half a god
A mans not made of steel
Twist away
Now twist and shout
The earth it moves too slow
But the earth is all we know
We pay to play the human way
Twist away the gates of steel
A man is real thats how he feels

song performed by by Devo
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A Poet

There once lived in sunny Tweed Heads
a great poet who had many pets
from a crow who could talk
to a wombat who'd walk
over all of the poet's made beds.

And on weekends he welcomed a man
who brought with him a stainless steel can
it was full of the stuff
that is made for the tough
in the morning he didn't need bran.

Mr Fittock comes every week
and without him it would be so bleak
and on special free Mondays
he can dwell on his fun days
says the bible, hooray to the meek.

And when MY friend called Gentleman Jack
pays a visit to counterattack
it is Scotch or that Bourbon
which is slightly disturbing
I am sure we will throw a few back.

So this shorty was writ for AS
who has seen the pathetic big mess
on the site for true poets
but he wouldn't quite show it
like the monster of Scotland's Lochness.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Her straight face

I saw she's carrying a stainless steel cage
But none inside.
Oh! This homeless bird seeks a roost
Along this mysterious journey.
She's at the pedestrian crossing
With a white cane
And my white hope smudged instantly.
(As I know she never sees me the entire travel.)

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Made Of Steel

I can be anything that you want me to be
A punching bag, a piece of string, oh
That reminds you not to think
I found the note down in your car
And its not your fault it gets this hard
Gets this hard
Hold your head high
Dont look down
Im by your side
Wont back down
You wanted a hero tonight
Well Im not made of steel
Im not made of steel
But your secrets safe with me
I can be anything that you want me to be
A holy cross, some sympathy, oh
That reminds you not to bleed
I found the note down in your car
And you climbed up here to fall apart
Fall apart
Hold your head high
Dont look down
Im by your side
Wont back down
You wanted a hero tonight
Well Im not made of steel
Im not made of steel
But your secrets safe with me
No...
Your secrets safe with me
They knock you down
Ill pick you up...
They laugh at you
Ill shut them up
But Im not made of steel
But Im not made of steel
But Im not made of steel
But your secrets safe with me
Yeah
Your secrets safe with me
But yeah
Hold your head high
Dont look down
Im by your side
Wont back down
You wanted a hero tonight

song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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London Girl

The devil moon took me through the alley
Down by the kardomah and the centrale
To the mews running through the backstreets
Where the blacks sold fire and sleep
The devil moon took me out of soho
Up to camden where the cold north winds blow
Sucked along by a winter shower
To stand beside your shining tower
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
Just the sound of your voice
Wherever I may be changes everything
And then the worlds right with me
Youre my london girl
The way that you walk
Youre my london girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your voice
And I aint got no choice
The light was goinbg out, the moon was dying
The night was turning to a fine spring morning
The dogs were barking and the kids were shouting
The sun was splashing in a crystal fountain
When the cold winds come to find you
Blowing down from the top of the high rise
Ill come and take you back down to soho
Away from all those mad mens eyes
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
And if you cut me
Dont you think I feel
Is this body made of clay
Is this heart made of steel
Youre my london girl
The way that you walk
Youre my london girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your voice
I aint got no choice
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
And if you cut me
Dont you think I feel
Is this body made of clay
Is this heart made of steel
Youre my london girl
The way that you walk
Youre my london girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your voice
I aint got no choice

song performed by by Pogues
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What Am I Worth

(arthur smith)
When I do things my way for pride or for show
Deep down within me I know, yes I know
When I hurt others with things I say or do
With remorse my voice calls out to you
Its me lord, Im asking what Im worth?
Just a man made from clay to return to the earth
Through shame I hear you whisper you may walk through down in hell
But faith can still move mountains amazing grace has never failed
When I want to do right I do wrong anyway
But jesus, I love you always, yes always
You made it alone on calvery and you hold my hand
Alone I cant make it but with you, I can
Its me lord, Im asking what Im worth?
Just a man made from clay to return to the earth
Through shame I hear you whisper you may walk through down in hell
But faith can still move mountains amazing grace has never failed

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Heathen

Steel on the skyline
Sky made of glass
Made for a real world
All things must pass
Oo-o
Waiting for something
Looking for someone
Is there no reason?
Have I stared too long?
Oo-o
Oo-o
You say youll leave me
And when the sun is low
And the rays high
I can see it now
I can feel it die
Oo-o
Oo-o

song performed by by David Bowie
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Steel Meets Steel

Back in 1095, when the call to arms came
We had the red cross sown on
Sent to save the holy land and crush the infidels
With strength from above
Steel meets steel
On towards victory we march, the guiding star
Lead us to the battle field
There, the heathens were subdued, and in the end
We forced them all to yield or die
Steel meets steel
In july in 99, the holy city was stormed and won
Jerusalem was freed, we thanked the lord for our glory
We, the templars, have survived by honor and pride
And the blessing of the sword
The quest of the war, forever sung
To the sound of steel meets steel
Steel meets steel

song performed by by Hammerfall
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My Town

Tis my town
Am not proud of it;
But it is my home
Made it my own

Have found
Many memories,
Of things gone by
In this town
I call my own.

Born of iron and steel
Upon the river goes
This town of mine
I have made own

Stumbled upon things
I never owned
Down in
This town
I call my own

© 2012

poem by Nick Strong
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