The one thing that men and women have in common - they both like the company of men.
quote by Michael Douglas
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXV: Common Thing
It’s not a kindness of heart
It’s not strong solidarity
It’s just a common thing
It’s not local wisdom
It’s not old tradition
It’s just a common thing
It’s not call of duty
It’s not sense of right
It’s just a common thing
It’s not formal greeting
It’s not automatic response
It’s just a common thing
It’s not a matter of guessing
It’s not a part of instinct
It’s just a common thing
It’s not natural reaction
It’s not act of compassion
It’s just a common thing
It’s not regular news
It’s not lack of awareness
It’s just a common thing
It’s not general knowledge
It’s not piece of memory
It’s just a common thing
It’s not statistic range
It’s not operational standard
It’s just a common thing
It’s not moral excuses
It’s not people ignorance
It’s just a common thing
It’s not public secret
It’s not rhetoric question
It’s just a common thing
It’s not different mindset
It’s not basic solution
It’s just a common thing
It’s not absolute law
It’s not blind obedience
It’s just a common thing
It’s not sweet revenge
It’s not getting even
It’s just a common thing
It’s not constant worry
It’s not planted fear
It’s just a common thing
It’s not usual bickering
It’s not daily fight
It’s just a common thing
It’s not die hard habit
It’s not strange behavior
It’s just a common thing
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Women Seem
Written by John Mellencamp
Women seem to like me
They seem to like what I have to say
When they see me out in public
Women seem to look my way
Women seem to treat me so gracious
They sing me to sleep with a song
But there always seems to be a problem
Women don't seem to like me long
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Women seem to want me
To stay with them all night
We have so much in common
Our futures really do seem bright
Women seem to forgive me
They seem to become my very good friends
But when it comes time for a commitment
The romance always seems to end
They tell me all their stories
We lay awake and talk all night
Maybe it's me I don't know
But in the morning there always seems to be some kind of fight
La La La La La
Well women seem to be so clever
I love all the jokes that they tell
Like my last boyfriend really hurt me in bed
Hey but you seem to fit so well
Women sure can hurt your feelings
They can burn you down and not make a sound
And then they call me up and say hey come over
My husband has just left town
They tell me all their stories
We lay awake and laugh all night
Maybe it's me I don't know
But in the morning there always seems to be some kind of fight
Women seem to love houses
I've bought a couple for one or two
Women seem to think all men are louses
And I guess I think so too
Women seem so much smarter
Than your average Joe
Women seem to be a little more intuitive
And when they lie nobody knows
Well women seem to know how to keep a secret
They don't blabbermouth just for show
Fifty percent of their charm is illusion
And that is a good thing to know
-aca
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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In The Company Of Women
Glass in hand she shouts
Ladies night out tonight!
Here's where the fun begins
Not a single man in sight
Drinks are all on me she smiles
Enough of all the doom and gloom!
Drunken smirks with sleepy eyes
Not a single male in the room
In The Company Of Women
As the music plays loud in my ears
I see a two women share a long kiss
The night is young and full of life
So glad to have been a part of this
Asked to dance I can't resist so
The smell of perfume in the air
Surely the time is running away now
But nobody seems to even care
In The Company Of Women
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Fat Women vs Skinny Women
Where does it end with the skinny women getting skinnier
and the fat women getting fatter
what's going on in this world?
You've got different shapes and sizes
different diets and models
a bunch of unhappy fat women depressed because they are fat
and a bunch of skinny women unhappy because they are skinny
ALL
having one thing in common
they're all comparing themselves
to skeletons and women they see as better than them...
They don't realise that the true journey
THE REAL JOURNEY
is that of the mind
the inner journey
the only way to be happy
is to take the real journey
of meditation
the journey that leads to
self discovery
and real emotion
Give up the ghost and
see beyond
the demons of attraction
see yourself in the mirror of the mind
and defeat your worst enemy
Accept Yourself
Or live in FEAR!
poem by Nathan Strange
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A make-believe
Women think less about men
Than men can imagine.
Women think less about men
Than men think about them.
Women thing less about their men
Than their men like to believe.
Women less seek men than men seek them.
Men die more for women
Than women weep for men.
Men are happy in make-believe.
30.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sonnet #219
In women there`s a thing I do know well
Though truth does say I`ve been with just so few.
But my with knowledge mind, the sound of bell,
Has made my experience come to see this true;
For women it is hard a man to take
If her eyes don`t see approval, taste.
But men`s desires with any she would bake
For the sake his rod in her duct have placed.
But when a man approval does he meet,
Women are known to bare a shameless act.
They`d him allow in a female heart beat
And with sincerity they make a pact.
In women there`s a thing I here do tell;
To take a man they do not like is hell.
poem by Luis Estable
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Have duller background
Women, half of your image
Is given by your women company
If they are brighter, you are shrunk.
If they are duller, you are succulent.
021.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A women
Women is
Mother...
Women is
sister...
Women is
Gran maa...
women is
Friend....
Women is
Family...
Women is
Nation...
Women is
World....
Women is
Power of univers...
Univers Also
Power of women...
Women is not only
Women...
A women is
Homeable gods...
A women is
Loveable goodes...
With goodness...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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How Many Women Are Out There?
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a man?
That would fight for what he believes in,
And would do whatever he can.
How many women are out there,
That wish that they could find?
A man that looks at future.
Not the things that are left behind.
How many women are out there,
That seek a man who's true?
When the situation arises,
It's the right thing he will do.
How many women are out there,
Looking for a man with determined heart?
To change the things he needs to change,
To make a brand new start.
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a friend?
One that would always be there for you.
On him you could depend.
How many women are out there,
That are looking for a lover?
To hold you hand when you walk around,
And hold your heart under the covers.
How many women are out there,
Think this man does not exist?
A figment of your imagination.
Is it one you can't resist?
How many women are out there,
That this is your desire?
This is the man you're seeking.
The one who'll light your fire.
How many women are out there,
They think that this man could be?
I'll let you know he does exist.
That man is simply me.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The real bliss
Women’s pull upon men is common.
Vice versa, it is rare or less common.
Each man strives for it, as lifetime bliss.
The unfortunates live as if in abyss.
10.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Avon is a unique place to work; we've got family-friendly policies. We have more senior women in high-level management than any other company; 46 percent of our officers are women.
quote by Andrea Jung
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Bad Company
Company, always on the run
Destiny is the rising sun
I was born six gun in my hand
Behind the gun I make my final stand
That's why they call me
Bad company, I can't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
Rebel soul, deserters we are called
Chose a gun and threw away the sword
Now these towns, they all know our names
Six gun sound is our claim to fame
I can hear 'em say
Bad company, and I won't deny
Bad, bad company
'Til the day I die
song performed by by Bad Company
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Women
Women behind bars, women in fast cars, women in distress, women with no dress
Women in airplanes, women who play games
Women in uniform, see that woman with her clothes gone
Women who satisfy, women you cant buy
Like women in magazines, and women in a limousine
Women who sip champagne, women who feel no pain
Women in a disco, and women who dont wanna know, no no
Oh, women wanting sympathy, women feeling extacy
Women who live in fantasies, bringing man to his knees
Women who boil to love, women who need a shove
Women who cant be beat, get that woman in the back seat, yeah yeah
Women in the usa, those women steal your heart away
Women into rock n roll, women who steal the show, go go go
Women that you write songs about, women that turn around and kick you out
Women you dream about all your life
Women that stab you in the back with a switchblade knife
Oh women, oohoo, talking bout women, all round the world
Yeah women, all the naughty girls, talking bout women, come on baby
song performed by by Foreigner
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Democracy is zera
Democracy is zero
Common man is hero.
Common man is called
Janata janardan
Common man is called
Nara narayan.
Common man is omnipresent
Common man is Omniscient
Common man is omnipotent.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Lines Addressed to Miss Theodora Jane Cowper, On Himself
William was once a bashful youth,
His modesty was such,
That one might say, to say the truth,
He rather had too much.
Some said that it was want of sense,
And others, want of spirit
(So blest a thing is impudence),
While others could not bear it.
But some a different notion had,
And, at each other winking,
Observed that though he little said,
He paid it off with thinking.
Howe’er, it happen’d, by degrees,
He mended, and grew perter,
In company was more at ease,
And dress’d a little smarter;
Nay, now and then, could look quite gay,
As other people do;
And sometimes said, or tried to say,
A witty thing or so.
He eyed the women, and made free
To comment on their shapes,
So that there was, or seem’d to be,
No fear of a relapse.
The women said, who thought him rough,
But now no longer foolish,
“The creature may do well enough,
But wants a deal of polish.”
At length improved from head to heel,
‘Twere scarce too much to say,
No dancing beau was so genteel
Or half so
dégagé.
Now that a miracle so strange
May not in vain be shown,
Let the dear maid who wrought the change
E’en claim him for her own!
poem by William Cowper
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Harmless devices
Man experience sex in women’s company,
In gazing them in prints and celluloid,
In reading and hearing of women,
In talking and writing of them
And in longing for and pining about them.
Thus the society saves itself
From men’s mischief.
06.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Super MoM
Times are getting hard and not getting better
But one thing that stands and has not broken down is my mom
We've been through the storm an into the slet
But one thing about my mom is she stayed on her two feet
My mom is very smart, intelligent, mature super women, and funny at times
But NO matter what she has always made her way with her 3 girls
A strong black women with the potential to do anything, she is a super women..
I know our mother daughter relationship was not close but I'm getting older and I want our Relationship to get better.
But there's only one thing I want, an that's to get older with you.
You have always been My Mother an Farther since George had gone
But one thing about you you is that you stand strong.
I love you mom
poem by Anita Miles
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Of Himself
William was once a bashful youth;
His modesty was such,
That one might say (to say the truth)
He rather had too much.
Some said that it was want of sense,
And others want of spirit,
(So blest a thing is impudence),
While others could not bear it.
But some a different notion had,
And at each other winking,
Observed, that though he little said,
He paid it off with thinking.
Howe'er, it happened, by degrees,
He mended and grew perter;
In company was more at ease,
And dressed a little smarter;
Nay, now and then would look quite gay,
As other people do;
And sometimes said, or tried to say,
A witty thing or so.
He eyed the women, and made free
To comment on their shapes;
So that there was, or seemed to be,
No fear of a relapse.
The women said, who thought him rough,
But now no longer foolish,
'The creature may do well enough,
But wants a deal of polish.'
At length, improved from head to heel,
'Twere scarce too much to say,
No dancing bear was so genteel,
Or half so dégagé.
Now that a miracle so strange
May not in vain be shown,
Let the dear maid who wrought the change
E'er claim him for her own.
poem by William Cowper
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Shareholder activism is not a privilege - it is a right and a responsibility. When we invest in a company, we own part of that company and we are partly responsible for how that company progresses. If we believe there is something going wrong with the company, then we, as shareholders, must become active and vocal.
quote by Mark Mobius
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I Am A Man!
i never understood...
the need to be popular,
to be the 'in' thing,
to be cool, to be hip,
never understood the need
for fame...
never waited to be patted
on the back,
never wanted to be followed...
i am what i am!
nothing more, nothing less.
a common man,
with a common heart,
a common soul,
and common hard working hands.
i can honestly say
that i have lived,
i have loved,
i have given past
the point of giving,
i have tried my wings
on countless occasions...
many times i fell,
but a few times i have flown!
i have forgiven,
and asked for forgiveness.
i believe what i believe,
and have stood up in spite of.
i am a man!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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