Full Service
Full service,
Full love,
And like '20th Century Fox'!
But the village's voice is now heard all over.
'Daily Telegraph',
'Sunday Times',
Herald Sun';
And like 'L. A. Lakers' in the land of your muse,
But i need full service on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
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It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
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It is a land full of oil;
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It is a land full of earthquakes!
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it is a land full of lovers;
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It is a land full of volcanoes!
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It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
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It is a land full of hansome men;
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It is a land full of beautiful women;
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It is a land full of roses;
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it is a land ruled only by men;
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It is a land without rainfall;
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It is a land ruled by a woman;
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It is a land full of corruption!
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It is a land full of pirates! !
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It is a land ruled by law;
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It is a land controlled by rebels!
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It is a land full of ice;
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It is a land full of pregnant women;
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It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
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It is a land full of singers;
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It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
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It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
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It is a land full of hatred;
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It is a land full of love;
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It is a land full of care;
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It is a land full of peace;
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It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
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It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Lovely Bird
I am the lovely bird singing on a tree up high above you!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace;
But my lovely words are full of life,
For you need my works to guide you on.
I am the lovely bird that you need around you,
And like the joy of love in the land of care;
But try to understand my words to muse up with your love,
For my songs are full of parables to entice your mind.
Where is your red wine?
Where is the red sea?
Where is your bed of roses?
Where is the narrow path full of love?
For the days are coming when i will be closer to your window!
Because, i have something to do on this earth;
And like the beautiful beads of love as seen around the necks of my people.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Service
Service is rendering assistance,
To persons nigh and in a distance.
Service should be in consistence,
And ever in abiding persistence
For peoples vital subsistence,
And for our peaceful co-existence.
Service constitutes us to be dynamic,
It cleanses the mind, and we are not sick.
Service entails ego annihilation,
And our materialism is in destruction.
Service makes us to give others a benefit,
It brings society to a frame-work knit.
Service allows us to do to others a favour,
Which adds to our life full of flavour.
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Service endows us with a virtuous life,
And it empowers us to live a larger life.
Service chisels us to beautifully refine,
And it tunes us to be in a haven divine.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Raffael
The full vigour of your imagination and,
Of the beauty of your love in the land of peace;
But, you are the seasoned affection on my love.
Your name is Raffael and, i will drink and eat on this muse!
For you are like the romantic bush-meat in my village.
The bunches of fire-woods! !
Surprisingly noted within the muse of your love;
And like the sun's ray of love from the Western Sky,
But, let me tell 'Maami Abaa Yaa' thart, you are my lover.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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At Times You Are Full Of Love (Rondeau)
At times you are full of love and you treat me kind
and I easily follow your state of mind,
fall under your charming spell
and although I know you well,
broken things do me of your anger remind.
There are so many things that to you I want to tell,
the depths of your soul at times I want to find
and I hate it when you scream and yell;
at times you are full of love.
I love you too much to leave you behind
but at times on your teeth you do grind
and at times you treat my like hell,
yet at other times you are like a fragile shell
and my whole life to you I want to bind;
at times you are full of love.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Recipe For Success
A day of church service on Sunday.
A noon day prayer on Monday.
A full day of fasting on Tuesday.
A night of Bible study on Wednesday.
A mesmerizing choir rehearsel on Thursday.
A very Good Friday.
A whole day of prasie on Saturday.
Always make God your,
Priority daily.
This is the recipe for success! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Full Of Life Questions
life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,
sometimes.....
life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?
Room 01
Room 01,
Call in for my service and let me satisfy you with my love;
For your voice is sweet and your face is lovely,
And like the muse of your love among the lilies.
Let me see your lovely face my love,
Let me hear your sweet voice my love,
For i sit and wait for you in Room 01;
And like the muse of your love in the land of joy!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Secret Service
You don't mind giving in to temptation as long as no one knows
Your midnight invitation where your madness flows
Fires of passion rage all night angels falling out of the light
Control undercover you can paralyze
Every love is one more victim they never realize
All their desires burn like a fever
They want to run but they just can't leave her
Secret Service Secret Service
Do they know how you scream
Secret Service passion - hunger
Do they know how you scream
I should have seen through her disguise she was a masquerade
Cold kiss hungry eyes then she began to fade
Feeling lost I want to be found
Heaven's in hell DON'T LOOK DOWN
Secret Service Secret Service
Do they know how you scream
Secret Service Secret Service
Do they know how you cry, can they see your dreams
Have they heard you sigh
Or do you save it all for me in your SECRET SERVICE
song performed by by Kansas
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All is Full of Love
All is Full of Love
Nothing left but each other,
Plastic and metal.
No one here to say hello,
No one to tell us what we need to know.
Oh so lonely,
So secluded.
With only the love for each other,
Wires and bolts,
They have gone,
Left us alone
Only you and me,
And the machines that make us.
Oh so many of us,
Made like each other,
No differences,
Nothing unique.
All is full of love.
Yet nothing remains to be loved.
Oh all is full of love,
With nothing left but each other,
We are forgotten,
But we have each other,
Metal and plastic,
All is full of love.
Yet they are alone,
In the arms of each other,
Their tears running together,
All if full of love,
Alone in the world,
Wires and bolts,
All is full of love,
Together they move through life,
No one to show them what to think,
Show them truth,
Plastic and metal,
All is full of love,
With no one but each other to share it with,
The same as each other,
Yet still they are together,
All is full of love.
By: Bethany Maxwell
February 13,2010
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Sankofa
Tell me,
What occurs to you after sex?
And like how you spent the night with a prostitute;
But, you can still entice me with your love because,
This world is full of ups and downs!
I am walking to the hill that faces Hebron,
But, you are still making love with Delilah! !
And the village next to you now is called 'Sankofa'.
You lulled me to sleep with my head on your lap,
And i am now blinded because of this love;
But your sex wax is now like the flax that is set on fire! !
However, in the middle of the night you woke me up.
In the cleft of the rock,
In the middle of the night,
In the land of roses with the aroma of your muse!
And with the tip of my staff touching your heart;
because, a fleece of wool was on the threshing floor.
You did it in the night with me,
And i was filled with the bowl of your lovely muse;
But this bowl of water is like the songs of love,
And, i finally saw your face! !
But, let me go before the day breaks on us,
And like the muse of joy in the land of plenty.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love Has Brought Me Around
Dont come to me with your sorrows anymore
I dont need to know
How bad youre feeling today
I declare Ive had my share
And Ive heard it all before
Its time for me to be stealing away
Let those rain clouds roll out on the sea
Let the sun shine down on me, hey, hey
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around (yes, it has)
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around
When my sky was full of gray
And my day was full of blue
There was nothing I could do
To see myself through
Now my head is full of springtime
And my heart is full of you
Good-bye lonely blue
It shall all come true
Miss november I detect a frown
Close your eyes and turn it upside down
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around (dont you know)
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around
I know you know what
Ive got to say is an old clich? anyway so they say
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around
Love has brought me around (yes, it has)
song performed by by James Taylor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love is what...!
One day
At sleep time
God was come
My dreams asking god
For me
'What is love...? '=
' love is not only you...
love is beautyfull arts...
love is beautyfull buldings...
Love is wonder full temples...
love is colour full butterflys...
love is nice words books...
love is clouds and sea's...
love is fine full songs...
love is fire full sex...
love is all things for life...
what did you want take too love and love
To live life truley love...
With love...'
I was told my answer for god
God run out my dreams...
Ok...
'love is what...! '
It is my question and
Answer aslo...
? ? ? ? ? ?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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In The Land Of Ham!
In the land of Ham!
Teemed with frogs and flies;
In the land of your muse,
Backed with the muse of love and care;
But, the basketball falls beside you today.
There is nothing new under the sun! !
However, mushrooms are vegetables;
And like the churning of cream to make butter,
But, kindness is deceitful at times.
The head of the Babylonian systems!
The adulterer waits for the dusk;
However, every river flows to the sea,
Yet still, the sea is never full.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Full of love
You are full of love
You are full of joy
You get all the things
Wish for
You enjoy great experiences
And what not
With all your wishes
With all your cries
With all your fights
With all your love
You build an universe
Around you.
Sorrows never know your door
Pressures never become your boomerang
Time never becomes your boss
Wealth never becomes your favorite
O my dear you are showing a different
Path of life full of joy full of love.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Life Is Full Of Wonders
Life is a world of wonders
life is sandy
life is lonely
life can also be full of different activities.
life is caring
life is hatred
life is always full of mysteries
life is full love
life is full of up and downs
life is mischief
life is entertaining
life is curious
lifeis full of uderstanding
life is hope
life is sometimes full of hopelessness
life is full of different crimes like stealing, killing..
well life is always interesting
poem by Lizzie Davis
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Bombarded!
Our town
Full of laughter
Full of joy
Full of happiness
Full of life, it was.
In a flash of seconds,
Our town
Full of cries
Full of misery
Full of sympathy
And as silent as glass, now.
No one to be seen walkin'
No houses or trees standin'
Except the miraculous, little church
Standing tall, proud and lonely.
poem by Arsiema Berhane
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Full Time Love
(zack turner/carson chamberlain)
Pick you up on friday
About half past 8
Just time for a movie
You cant stay out late
I take you home
A little kiss at the door
Lately Im thinkin
I want a little more
Tell your daddy
Im a hard working man
And after church on sunday
Im gonna ask for your hand
If he dont like it
Well thats just tough
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
Sunday afternoon
Finally rolls around
I get in my old truck
And I drive downtown
Your daddys waitin
He says I got bad news
Ive got to tell you son
Shes too good for you
What he dont know
Is when the sun goes down
Were gonna slip out that window
And well leave this town
Drive to memphis
Tie this thing up
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
This part time romance
Lord it just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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A Full Figured Woman.....
A full figured woman
who is full of love
a woman who tries to fit in
and tries to show emotion
but can never do none of the above.
A full figured woman
who is full of peace
but no man wants to touch her
as if she's some type of disease.
A full figured woman
who puts her self down
who smiles in the crowd
who hurts her sense of worth
when no one's around.
A full figured woman
yes, thats me
i am all the woman i need to be
from the curl of my lips
to the curves in my hips.
Yes, i am a full figured woman
who is tired of being judged
but i will never be ashamed
for having more than one pudge!
poem by Jennifer Foreman
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Ahinful
In the thick forest of my own village,
With the light from the moon to guide us on;
But, this valley is 12 feet wide! !
And like the muse of love in the land of many roses.
Stand, brand, and, strand, band, grand, land, Ireland;
And like the muse of love around a candle stand,
But this moon gives us light in the dark around this village.
Words!
Being with the muse of kindness;
Love!
Being with a child in this village;
Works!
Labouring in pain;
But near at hand to respect your muse! !
For, the light of the moon guides us on in this village.
Plan and scheme,
Hope and dreams,
Works and acts,
And, to secure a place! !
But, Ahinful my lover is still in the thick forest.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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