Acronym
Acronym,
Never give up!
Let it flow and let it be sweet;
Positive and moral,
Let it be lovely and let it be attractive;
And strive for excellence in all that you do.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Anna Marie
The height of the door of your love is very attractive,
And it is like driving down the Kasoa Road;
But the truth is directly known by all and i will cling on to you.
Your love to me is more educative and attractive;
And your closeness to me is more lovely and romantic;
For the naked truth is your nakedness.
Anna Marie! You are the sweet thing that ever touched my heart;
And i will be there for you always like the sunshine,
So let us take a walk on this sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Don't strive to be perfect. Strive for excellence.
quote by Victoria Principal
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Be Positive
'No matter what the others do,
Be and think positive...
If only for you.'
Tell me why,
Should I...
Give that a try?
'Be positive.'
Tell me why...
When,
People negative...
Seem very proud of it,
With a showing of a negativity...
In the midst.
And,
Within their grip!
'Be positive.'
Tell me why,
Should I...
Give that a try?
When people negative,
Seem very proud of it.
'Forget what others do,
Be true to you.
And think positive.'
Tell me why?
'Don't let them beat you,
Just be positive.'
Tell me why?
'Don't let them beat you,
Just be positive.'
Tell me why?
'Forget what others do,
Be true to only you.
And think positive.'
Tell me why?
'Don't let them beat you,
Just be positive.'
Tell me why?
'Don't let them beat you or defeat you,
Just...
Be positive.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Just Want To Know
Nice and easy,
Let it be normal and sweet;
Red and beautiful,
Let it be soft and sweet;
Black hairy,
Let it be strong and sweet;
White and handsome,
Let it be slowly and lovely;
Fair and attractive,
Let it be gentle and romantic;
Straight and forward,
Let it be aromatic and passionate;
For i just want to know the man who impregnated you,
And like the muse of your love in the woods.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If you have a positive attitude and constantly strive to give your best effort, eventually you will overcome your immediate problems and find you are ready for greater challenges.
Eye Clean And Pure
Our first reaction to injustice and
dishonesty is to lose our ideals,
sink into a moral and emotional
quagmire - snarl at those below
us and give up dreams of trust-
worthiness and stewardship
But I try not to because the feeling
of wonderment when we encounter
great moral strength is too wonderful
an experience to become despondent
when tortured by unbridled arrogance
The beauty of resolute fortitude which
keeps the eye clean and pure, makes
me desirous to strive for the same ideal
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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So Creamy!
So creamy!
So nice,
So beautiful,
So lovely,
So attractive! !
peacefully,
Passionately,
Romantic;
In the land of your muse,
With the joy of your mind,
Like the butterfly!
With the harmony of the sky;
The wind,
The blues,
The land,
The atmosphere! !
Of your love,
Living,
Better with true love than hatred;
Sharing,
Better with peace than war!
Unity,
Humility,
Joy,
Care,
Simplicity;
So creamy!
So nice,
So beautiful,
So lovely,
So attractive! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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We Should Always Think
We should always think
of our lives going up
never going down.
Always think the positive
leaving the negative far behind.
We should always think
we are going to do the best we can
in the perspective of every thing we do.
We should always think
that tomorrow is going to be
another warm and sunny day
and never dread the rain
when it comes our way.
Everything in life has a positive side
and this is what we must strive for
in everyday of our lives.
26 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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Strive for excellence, not perfection.
quote by H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Marilyn
I am dark and lovely,
And i live under a sweet mango tree with my muse;
I am bold and beautiful,
So come and taste some of the fruits of my love;
Like a walk through the markets of Thailand.
I am sweet and attractive,
Living closer to you with the muse of my love;
I am dark and lovely,
So come to me like a walk through the markets of Thailand!
For the sun shines on me under this mango tree.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Consistent Excellence
Go...
Ask anyone of your neighbors,
How difficult it is...
To produce consistent excellence.
With a doing done you do,
To ensure your life...
Is lived to make sense.
With the best from yourself,
To show those your excellence...
Is not some luck that has been sent.
Your excellence is what is meant.
Go...
Ask anyone of your neighbors,
And when you are done...
Ask your friends and family too,
If consistent excellence with a bit of sweat...
Is something done you know they do,
For themselves.
And nothing from them to you to prove.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Talent Of Love
To be very kind, considerate and attractive!
Like the crown of my love on you to be my lover;
This letter is to enrich your soul.
To be very kind, considerate and attractive!
This poem is to tell you how much i do care;
Like the emotions of my past in the wilderness.
Bounded is the sweet smell of your love,
And i am still the only one you need on this love;
Like the Great Himalayan Rahae to the tip of Africa!
Life is like that and i still love you,
So do wipe away your tears for i do care for you;
Like life in Astrakhan, Yogyakarta, Helsinki or Edinburgh.
I am still the one to share your tender love with,
So come and let me show you how real love does feel like;
Because, your love and your nakedness are all over me.
You are like the sweet apple never tasted before,
You are still the very attractive love along the line;
So come and let me show you the way with,
The talent of love so sweet to experience.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet Afton
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,
Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forebear,
I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair.
How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills,
Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills,
There daily I wander as noon rises high
My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.
How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;
There oft as mild Ev'ning weeps over the lea
The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,
And winds by the cot where my Mary resides,
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays,
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
song performed by by Nickel Creek
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Virgin
She was a virgin and,
Between her legs came something sweet;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her breasts came something attractive;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her body came something lovely;
She was a virgin and,
Out of her lips came something romantic;
Like her olive grove of love.
I have heard it said of you and,
Your sweet aroma makes me sleep all day;
For you have the great tree of love around you.
I will be by you always my sweet one,
And the laws of my peace is the laws of your love;
For you are like a call out of the midst of the cloud.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Kingship
I am a king and i have no servants,
I rule alone and i have no anger;
But my land is full of aromantic apple trees.
I go round daily around the apple trees and,
I say hello to the beauty around them;
I taste the ripen apple fruits like,
A sweet romance in a lovely garden.
Attractive as they are,
They are my only companoions!
For my Kingship is for these sweet apples.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet Home
My home is calling
And my heart; responding
The abode of pleasures and exhilaration
Where my mind prepares for some missions
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
Am not among those who cry
Seeking for hope, but it's dry
Am a free man
Facing difficulties which is so hard
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
Do i look like a convict?
The one who cries in the prison
Or like the bee that flies
And returns with joy to it hive
No! But no! I am not
I don't crave for the monastery, I'm not a monk
All i want is to return back home
To stay with folks but not alone
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
I traveled abroad
I had much fun
I visited the queen
She offered me a tea
With all these pleasures
Without doubt cos am so sure
The home holds lot in hand
Treasures, happiness, so much to count
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
I went to Brazil
I saw their windmills
I ate their food
Which made me cool
Delicious was it their fried fish
The one i ate which made me wishing
Then i remember the panla which we eat at home
So delicious and irresistible for the hungry throat
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
I journeyed to Kenya
I saw a tiger
Its eyes scared me
Its claws; waiting for a meal
I rode on an elephant
So huge; so large
I saw lot of things
The zoo, the views
But still i craved
For my home; for my space
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep
I traveled all around the world
And everything seemed so bored
My eyes craved only for my beautiful home
My hands, my mouth and my little nose
They are all wishing to see
My house, my room, my folks in the street
All i have to do is go back home
To stay with folks and sleep on their foams
For wherever you are meant to be
Your home provides a beautiful space to sleep
My home, my home
My sweet, lovely home
I call on thee
Give me a space to sleep.
poem by Yahaya Habeeb Jprof Kayode
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I Saw You
The days I saw you my life was concluded,
You bedazzled me afterwards with your leering look;
It reminded me of an individual who was bolstered by excellence,
He was with this likeness, and he was with this appearance.
The glove fits, the hands are squashed by it,
As your appearance is sufficient, and I am forever in love.
That man is not here, but there,
He is not positive of his life as much as you,
He is gaining my admiration, but you are more.
Fortune bombards me now, more than bullets and stones,
The distractions are upon me now, just now.
The memory of you glistens like a simple stone of excellence,
I am dreary now, just sleepy, and my dreams are alive,
There is a morning in which I have met you,
And tomorrow will be an excellent day for us.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Mediocre men work at their best; men seeking excellence strive to do better.
quote by Edwin Louis Cole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Driving Satisfaction
Dont lay there dead, cmon boy get up!
Give me that driving satisfaction,
I need your positive reaction,
Hey you, standing in the (door? ),
Like you dont know where to go,
(hey you), aint got no money to spend,
A dog wouldnt be your friend.
Give me that driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction,
Give me that driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction.
Hey you, the night is cold,
Hey you, Im all alone,
I need somebody to hold,
Youre right, youre wrong,
Youre stuck in the middle of the road,
Youre up, youre down way down there below,
Youre right, youre wrong,
Youre stuck in the middle of the road,
Youre up, youre down, way down there below.
Get up boy!
And give me that driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction,
Give me that driving satisfaction.
In the middle of the night in a certain kind of heat,
If the odds are against you,
Youre facing sure defeat, yeah.
Youre life is (greed? ), you still cant make a move,
Get up my friend, youve got something to prove,
Youre life is (greed? ), youre stuck in the middle of the road,
Youre up, youre down, way down there below.
Driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction, yeah boy,
Give me that driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction.
Hey you, hey you Im talking to you,
(yeah boy), give me what you promised me,
Take me for a ride,
Hey you, Im talking to you,
Hey you, (I wont hurt you baby),
Im burning, Im burning, burning with desire.
Give me that driving satisfaction,
I need a positive reaction, (yeah boy),
(baby now), looking for your driving satisfaction,
I need your positive reaction,
Give it to me, give it to me now,
I said now, I want it!
song performed by by Grace Jones
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Acronym Attic - SPP
The Acronym List truly is a ghastly mess
seeking the meaning of SPP I only learnt
Malay is way ahead in the SPP acronym
stakes with three definitions:
Suruhanjaya Perkhidmatan Pendidikan
(Education Service Commission)
Sumbangan Pembinaan Pendidikan
(Contribution of Education Building)
Sumbangan Penyelenggaraan Pendidikan
(Contribution of Education Maintenance)
It is the sing-song repetition of Pendidikan that
keeps me enthralled -matan -naan and –raan
lulls me to sleep beautifully
Slovakian provides the most fun: Slovensky
Plynarensky Priemysel (Slovak Gas Industry)
Canada being the most pedantic: Syndicat des
Professionnells et Professionels; male & female
South Africa seems to SPP extermination schemes:
Surplus Peoples Project; do away with them all, what?
And long winded France: Service de Physique des
Particules (Particle Physics Department - French
Atomic Energy Commissioner; what a bomb-shell)
SPP as Suprapubic Prostatectomy needs no comment
[Thanks For Sharing, Dear Internet, gag, urgh, aargh…]
While the note at the end: ‘We have 250 other definitions
for SPP in our Acronym Attic’ sounds the death knell for
my little search project
I give up, the reason for using SPP in an arrest warrant
shall remain forever beyond me….
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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