nowadays
even good news isn’t shared
relatives meet at funerals
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Good News
Something to begin with
That's easy said than done
You'll see me rolling home
But I don't understand why
Still there's nothing at all
Time is on my side
But we mustn't let our disappointment show
But I will, and you will go on
All I need is some good news (some good news)
All I need is some good news (just some good news)
To put me on my feet (to put me on my feet)
To put me at my ease (at my ease)
All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news)
All I need is some good news (some good news)
To put me at my ease (to put me at my ease)
All I need is some good news
All I need is some good news (just gimme me some good news)
All I need is some good news (some good news)
To put me at my ease (to put me at my ease)
To put me on my feet (on my feet, on my feet)
All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news)
All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news)
All I need is some good news
All I need is some good news (all I need is good news)
To put me on my ease (to put me at my ease)
To put me on my feet (on my feet, on my feet)
All I need is some good news (good news)
All I need is some good news (some good news)
All I need is some good news (good news)
All I need is some good news
[Repeat to fade
song performed by by 10 Cc
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The Man I Love
Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
And in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I shall meet him
Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love
Maybe I shall meet him
Sunday, maybe Monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Funerals Are For The Living
funerals for family friends
to pay public last respects
to comfort living are funerals
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Time To Share
Once we are saved and truly Born-Again,
The question may be, is what to do then?
With a heart filled with love and lead by The Spirit,
We share the Good News with all who will hear it.
The Good News to share is the Gift of Salvation,
To be shared with every tribe, tongue, and nation.
This Gift we receive, is truly one of a kind,
It is the only Gift that opens the eyes of the blind.
Yes, those who were blind and once trapped in religion,
Heard the Good News and made a life changing decision.
The decision that they made gave them a New Birth,
A Miraculous one that comes from no place on earth.
This New Birth comes from our dear Lord, in heaven above,
And once we are born-again, we are filled with His Love.
His Love fills you with a desire to share this Good News,
And understanding the times, there's not a moment to lose.
This Gift is by Grace alone and found through only One,
Through our Great Lord and Redeemer, God's only Son.
Time is very short and tomorrow may never be,
So today is the day in which to help blind men see.
(Copyright © 08/2002)
In Their Marriage Vows
Through bad times and good times they'd remain as man and wife
In their marriage vows they vowed it would be for life
On their wedding day some five years ago
But from each other far apart they did grow
Just five years ago he called her his rose
Now divorced and both remarried that's life one must suppose
The bond of love suppose between them not strong
Both their loyalties nowadays to another belong
Their marriage vows the bad times did not survive
'Twas only in good times their love it did thrive
Nowadays when they meet they look the other way
To each other they do not have anything to say
In their eighteen months of marriage there were twelve months of strife
And shattered the vows that were taken for life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Good News- Bad News
Bad news-I am driving along and a car is bearing down me from the rear.
It keeps coming.
Bad news-The car hits my little car at 60 miles an hour-bam!
Good news-I keep control of the car for a second or two
then the car begins to skid.
Bad news-The car skids, swerves and overturns, flipping, flipping.
The world outside the wind shield revolves upside down.
Bad news-Things go blank and I see water coming into the car;
I had landed in the river.
Good news-I am sinking but not yet under water.
Bad news- The water starts to come in faster and faster.
Bad news- The water keeps coming in the car. It is sinking.
It is over my head.
I am drowning.
Bad news- I hold my breath for 30 seconds and decide that I will die here.
I regret that it has to be in the mud and silt of the river. Undignified. I take a deep breath ready to go.
Good news, The car suddenly bobs to the surface from an air bubble
inside just as I take that breath.
Bad news-I look around and notice that the car is sinking again
this time even faster.
Bad news- I look around to try to open a door. But the door won't open.
Good news- I hear voices above. Someone saw me go in.
Bad news- The water is rising so fast I am sure they won't get me in time.
Bad news- I bang on the wind shield but it does not break
Good news- Someone from the outside breaks the wind shield and asks
if I can get out.
Bad news- I drag myself out over the cut glass-
blood in the water, gasoline and mud.,
Good news-Outside, there are men with a floating flat board and they float me to the shore.
Bad news-They ask me who is President and what is today's date.
And they are my rescuers, I think, and don't know this stuff?
Good news- The helicopter air-lifts me to the hospital with broken ribs, eye
smashed, blood everywhere.
Good news- I recover and can't get a cigarette and thereafter quit for good
as a way of thanking God that I lived.
Bad news- Broken ribs lead to pleurisy and later pneumonia.
Good news- I recover.
Good news-People at work give me a snorkel for my birthday; lol.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Liberation
I said, yes I’d like to be my real self
and yes I’d like to realise that I, er, am.. I think..
but when I see the word self-realisation
I reach for the ego in my holster..
right between the eyes. One shot. No mess.
he said, will you settle for liberation?
I said yes, that’s fine
he said well if that’s what you’re looking for,
there’s some bad news and some good news
the bad news is that the person that you think you are
will never find Liberation
the good news is that who you really are
has never known anything but freedom...
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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Good News, Bad News
Written by Dean Dillon, Dale Dodson and Lee Ann Womack
I've got some good news, can't wait to tell you.
I realised I missed you, since we've been apart.
I just needed time,
To make up my mind,
But I'm in love with you with all my heart.
I've got some good news.
I got some bad news, I don't know how to break to you.
I found someone new since we been apart.
I had too much time,
An' he took you off my mind,
An' I'm in love with him with all of my heart.
I got some bad news.
Instrumental break.
An' I guess all is fair in love an' war:
Someone wins,
But someone wins more.
You never know what time will do.
All I know is I've got some good news.
I've got some bad news.
song performed by by George Strait
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Never awake me when you have good news to announce, because with good news nothing presses but when you have bad news, arouse me immediately, for then there is not an instant to be lost.
quote by Napoleon Bonaparte
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For most folks, no news is good news; for the press, good news is not news.
quote by Gloria Borger
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For most folks, no news is good news for the press, good news is not news.
quote by Gloria Borger
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The Declining Art Of Communication
We all seem to be living our lives
At an ever increasing pace.
We are finding less and less time
To meet up with people face to face.
You often read stories in the press,
About people being fired or dumped by text.
The way in which we communicate has changed so much,
That you do find yourself wondering 'Whatever next? '
There are some things, which by text or email,
You just really shouldn't say:
Like, if you're telling someone that they're no longer wanted,
Or that someone they know has just passed away.
You can check your email at your leisure,
Unlike if someone contacts you by phone,
But like they say, it's good to talk,
So you really shouldn't moan.
I love receiving letters on fancy paper from my friends,
And hear them dropping through my letterbox,
But the whole idea of 'snail' as opposed to email,
Is a concept which, nowadays, is often mocked.
If you're talking face to face,
You're less likely to get the wrong impression.
You can connect more to people's thoughts and feelings,
If you are able to read their facial expressions.
Tackling a sensitive subject with someone,
Often has us trembling with fear,
But is it really better for it to be discussed
Electronically, rather than ear to ear?
Sometimes, you can spend hours together,
During which time, very little of importance is said.
Then, later, you log on to your computer,
And discover all the gossip is on there instead!
If you put all of your news on Facebook,
You may find your face to face conversation is suddenly dead.
When you next meet up with someone and mention your news,
They will turn to you, and say 'Yeah, you said'!
The world of communication has come on in leaps and bounds,
But, in some ways, it has advanced too much.
Communication can now be so impersonal,
That we seem to have lost the human touch.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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The war Widow
I.
Black-veiled, black-gowned, she rides in bus and train,
With eyes that fill too listlessly for tears.
Her waxen hands clasp and unclasp again.
_Good News_, they cry. She neither sees nor hears.
Good News, perhaps, may crown some far-off king.
Good News may peal the glory of the state--
Good News may cause the courts of heaven to ring.
She sees a hand waved at a garden gate.
For her dull ears are tuned to other themes;
And her dim eyes can never see aright.
She glides--a ghost--through all her April dreams,
To meet his eyes at dawn, his lips at night.
Wraiths of a truth that others never knew;
And yet--for her--the only truth that's true.
II.
_Good News! Good News!_ There is no way but this.
Out of the night a star begins to rise.
I know not where my soul's deep Master is;
Nor can I hear those angels in the skies;
Nor follow him, as childhood used of old,
By radiant seas, in those time-hallowed tales.
Only, at times, implacable and cold,
From this blind gloom, stand out the iron nails.
Yet, at this world's heart stands the Eternal Cross,
The ultimate frame of moon and star and sun,
Where Love with out-stretched arms, in utter loss,
Points East and West and makes the whole world one.
_Good News! Good News!_ There is no hope, no way,
No truth, no life, but leads through Christmas Day.
poem by Alfred Noyes
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The news media are, for the most part, the bringers of bad news... and it's not entirely the media's fault, bad news gets higher ratings and sells more papers than good news.
quote by Peter McWilliams
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You're Up Chuck
Chuck had gone to a medium
To communicate with the dead.
No particular one had come
To mind to talk to, but instead,
Chuck, an avid golfer, did want
To find out if he could still play
Golf, after he'd gone on to haunt.
The medium had this to say,
'Good news, bad news. The good news is
'A great course is waiting for you, '
'To hone your skills as a golf whiz.'
'Hit those shots eternally true.'
'The bad news is that you are due'
'To tee off this Monday at 2.'
Good on you!
'Good on you! '
Came the supportive exclamation
For news of achievement,
Or one up victory over an aggressor
Or for luck, relishing in news of a windfall
even if minor after a string of bad luck,
Or for a promotion or new job
Or clean bill of health,
Or a sporting victory after alluded success,
Or a special purchase on sale,
Or for courage or strength of character,
Or for higher studies or graduation,
Or happy news of romance or
A pregnancy sought,
It encompasses shared bliss.
'Good on ya! '
This is usually uttered with little energy and
in a reduced tone or volume,
to emphasise expected defeat
or disappointment and exasperation
may be issued in derision as contradiction
when someone has messed up,
or let you down or caused inconvenience
or thoughtlessness,
Including our pets and
failed inanimate objects - previously functioning,
or strangers discourteous or dangerous in traffic,
Or at the special insanity of war or politicians.
'Good on you! '
I have always thought of as a blessing
Never religious, but secular,
Genuine from the heart not perfunctory,
A hope, a wish, right tidings,
An affirmation of human spirit and achievement,
A congratulatory blessing connecting you to the bearer
and their shared story of great fortune or news,
Or in the pejorative to the annoying,
hapless, incorrigible or pathetic as sarcasm and despair
to offer them some improbable future luck.
But most sincerely as a great human blessing,
to share and bestow pure joy,
as an event of happiness is told or retold,
often followed by seemingly skeptical and heightened incredulity
to accentuate the moment,
'Good on you! ' 'That's fantastic! '
Danny Draper 10/7/2012
poem by Danny Draper
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Long Ago, Far Away
by Bob Dylan
To preach of peace and brotherhood,
Oh, what might be the cost!
A man he did it long ago
And they hung him on a cross.
Long ago, far away;
These things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
The chains of slaves
They dragged the ground
With heads and hearts hung low.
But it was during Lincoln's time
And it was long ago.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
The war guns they went off wild,
The whole world bled its blood.
Men's bodies floated on the edge
Of oceans made of mud.
Long ago, far away;
Those kind of things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
One man had much money,
One man had not enough to eat,
One man lived just like a king,
The other man begged on the street.
Long ago, far away;
These things don't happen
No more, nowadays.
One man died of a knife so sharp,
One man died from the bullet of a gun,
One man died of a broken heart
To see the lynchin' of his son.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
Gladiators killed themselves,
It was during the Roman times.
People cheered with bloodshot grins
As eye and minds went blind.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays.
And to talk of peace and brotherhood,
Oh, what might be the cost!
A man he did it long ago
And they hung him on a cross.
Long ago, far away;
Things like that don't happen
No more, nowadays, do they?
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Well, if you don't want your relatives and friends to die, help me spread the news. Let people know about immortality device. That way, your loved ones won't die.
Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXX: News Part 2
Bad news is no news
No news is good news
Good news is bad news
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Good Rockin Tonight
(words & music by roy brown)
Well, I heard the news
Theres good rockin tonight.
Well, I heard the news
Theres good rockin tonight.
Im gonna hold my baby
As tight as I can.
Tonight shell know
Im a mighty, mighty man.
I heard the news,
Theres good rockin tonight.
I say, well, meet me in a hurry
Behind the barn,
Dont you be afraid, darling,
Ill do you no harm
I want you to bring
Along my rockin shoes,
cause tonight Im gonna rock away
All my blues.
I heard the news,
Theres good rockin tonight.
Well, were gonna rock. were gonna rock.
Lets rock. come on and rock.
Were gonna rock all our blues away.
Have you heard the news?
Everybodys rockin tonight.
Have you heard the news?
Everybodys rockin tonight.
Im gonna hold my baby
As tight as I can,
Well, tonight shell know
Im a mighty, mighty man.
I heard the news,
Theres good rockin tonight.
Well, were gonna rock, rock, rock,
Come on and rock, rock, rock,
Well, rock, rock, rock, rock,
Lets rock, rock, rock, rock,
Were gonna rock all our blues away.
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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