Mayday
Come help me
M'aider
Venez m'aider
Mayday Mayday Mayday.
And I call you thrice
In the sky in the sea.
This is the month of May
And I call you thrice
For water for air
Come help me
Mayday Mayday Mayday
I suffer in Sun in Storm.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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D7
Straight as an arrow
Defect defect
Not straight, not so straight
Reject reject
Towards anti-social
Solo solo
Standing on the stairs
Cold, cold morning
Ghostly image of fear
Mayday mayday
Gonna leave this region
Theyll take me with them
Demension seven
song performed by by Nirvana
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Dream - Project's deadline
I had a dream! had a dream, my
Project's ream made me scream,
have to wake for my sake.
what day is it? please say,
Oh! Mayday! Mayday! ,
you are out of boat as
you been a goat! , can you float?
Oh! I see, am I in sea?
fell down and wake from spell!
where am I now? , in air but too far!
where the boat I came in?
plane crashed suddenly!
where I am now? in my room
Oh! all I had is a dream with in dream,
but it is too sad as I haven't made! ,
again going into project's ream
but now, no dream and no scream.
poem by P. Ashok Kumar
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Life's Seasons
When all the world was Mayday,
And all the skies were blue,
Young innocence made playday
Among the flowers and dew;
Then all of life was Mayday,
And clouds were none or few.
II
When all the world was Summer,
And morn shone overhead,
Love was the sweet newcomer
Who led youth forth to wed;
Then all of life was Summer,
And clouds were golden red.
III
When earth was all October,
And days were gray with mist,
On woodways, sad and sober,
Grave memory kept her tryst;
Then life was all October,
And clouds were twilight-kissed.
IV
Now all the world's December,
And night is all alarm,
Above the last dim ember
Grief bends to keep him warm;
Now all of life's December,
And clouds are driven storm.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Ages Of Man
Birthday
Play day
Sleigh day
May Day
Sway day
Prey day
Heyday
Betray
Payday
Dismay
Mayday!
Pray day
In the way day
./.
Out of the way slay day.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Caught A Glimpse
What just happened?
The Hollywood Empire strikes back
And this time I am standing in their way
Now I Waited for so long
For this to come along
Now this beauty and beast is starring in my face
Still silent voice whispers 'stay'
(But in the crowd I)
Caught a glimpse of your eye
Everything freezes
I'm in an old photograph
I'm back from the start
Caught a glimpse of your eye
Everything freezes and I'm ready
To give you my heart
Mayday
song performed by by Blindside from Silence
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Lucky Day
It will be my lucky day!
And I don’t care what premonition says
It will be my lucky day!
And I don’t care if they all stare
Watch me dance, watch me smile along the way
It could be my biggest day!
Sailing closer to my final bay
It could be my biggest day!
And I don’t want to lose it with delay
Even I fail, even I thrown away
It could be my bright day!
And there won’t be helpless mayday
It will be my bright day!
For no moment leave my pray
To go through dark valley
It will be my good day!
I could live for another ray
It will be my everyday!
If I could face everything on my way
And never give up finding a better day
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Tourettes
- moderate rock!
Mayday every day, in my heart.
Couldve had a heart attack, in my heart.
We dont know anything, in my heart.
We all want something fair, in my heart.
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyy! (x3)
Out of town, out of sight, is my heart.
Queen of lies, everyday, in my heart.
My heart, one more on the phone, my heart.
One more at the phone, at my heart
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy! (x2)
Mean heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart
Cold heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart!
Uhhhhhhh!
song performed by by Nirvana
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One for Sorrow; Two for Joy
Good morning Mr Magpie
alone again, like me
I greet you then I bless myself
and hope that I shall see
your lady busy in the trees
up here in Jagger Green.
The wind is soft and urgent
on the pale green Yorkshire hills
rooks fuss in high bare branches
looking down on silent mills
and the magpie is a single bird
up here in Jagger Green.
I watched him as he rested
in the Mayday morning light
then hard and low and straight there came
another flash of black and white
and the sun is like a woman's kiss
up here in Jagger Green.
poem by Hugh Mitchell
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December
December is the cruelest month
But this time for once my cheeks are warm
After long years in the monkey-house
I am ready for the storm
Let them throw all their cannonballs
Let all their strongmen come
Im ready to go anywhere
Through venom, sick and scum!
December isnt always cold
But this year shes mine and I know why
Somewhere a flower has to grow
For every flower that dies
Im stricken with fever
But my heart is strong as steel
Im ready to go anywhere!
I can believe, I can feel!
December is a trusted friend
I always recognise her face
Its a plague of fool blown aside
Forever by her soft and silent grace
She is reckless as a mayday
Gentle as a stone
And ready to go anywhere
To carry me back home!
December fell deep in the bleak
Mid-winter time when jesus christ
Howled a baby saviours howl
A primal truth as pure as ice
And though we crucified him on a cross
And dragged his name from payer to curse
He was able to go anywhere
He was almost one of us!
song performed by by Waterboys
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December
December is the cruelest month
But this time for once my cheeks are warm
After long years in the monkey-house
I am ready for the storm
Let them throw all their cannonballs
Let all their strongmen come
Im ready to go anywhere
Through venom, sick and scum!
December isnt always cold
But this year shes mine and I know why
Somewhere a flower has to grow
For every flower that dies
Im stricken with fever
But my heart is strong as steel
Im ready to go anywhere!
I can believe, I can feel!
December is a trusted friend
I always recognise her face
Its a plague of fool blown aside
Forever by her soft and silent grace
She is reckless as a mayday
Gentle as a stone
And ready to go anywhere
To carry me back home!
December fell deep in the bleak
Mid-winter time when jesus christ
Howled a baby saviours howl
A primal truth as pure as ice
And though we crucified him on a cross
And dragged his name from payer to curse
He was able to go anywhere
He was almost one of us!
song performed by by Waterboys
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Without You
If I can last through another sunrise
In the past I knew what to do
But this was such a grim surprise
If I wait for the sun to shine
How can I pass the time
Without you, without you
If I can break the spell that is in me
Any fool would no where to go
I huess Id better send a mayday
If I find me a rainbows end
How will I find it then
Without you, without you
Without you
Wait til I see you next time
Maybe Ill lose my mind
Livin without you
If I can last, wait until the wind dies
Ive been all up and down like a clown
And this is such a thin disguise
If I wait for the sun to shine
How will I pass the time
Without you, without you
Without you
Wait til I see you next time
Maybe Ill lose my mind
Livin without you
Without you, without you
Without you, without you
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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The Epochs
ON Petrarch's heart, all other days before,
In flaming letters written, was impress d
GOOD FRIDAY. And on mine, be it confess'd,
Is this year's ADVENT, as it passeth o'er.
I do not now begin,--I still adore
Her whom I early cherish'd in my breast;,
Then once again with prudence dispossess'd,
And to whose heart I'm driven back once more.
The love of Petrarch, that all-glorious love,
Was unrequited, and, alas, full sad;
One long Good Friday 'twas, one heartache drear
But may my mistress' Advent ever prove,
With its palm-jubilee, so sweet and glad,
One endless Mayday, through the livelong year!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Spring
Nothing is so beautiful as spring --
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.
What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. -- Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid's child, thy choice and worthy the winning.
poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Retrospective of an Honest Man - after Clark Stillman
RETROSPECTIVE OF AN HONEST MAN
By night: fight, flight
quite out of sight.
By day: mayday
in way on site,
blight; bite, spite, slight.
Payday: heyday
way O.K. … right?
Tight, slight respite.
6 January 2010
Parody Clark STILLMAN 1905_1995 Autobiography of an honest man
6 January 2010
ROBIN Jonathan 1947_20xx robi03_1945_stil01_0001 PWX_JLX
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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF AN HONEST MAN
During the night
I was out of sight;
During the day
I was in the way.
STILLMAN Clark 1905_1995
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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John The Fisherman
When he was young youd not find him doing well in school,
His mind would turn unto the waters.
Always the focus of adolescent ridicule,
He has no time for farmers daughters.
Alienated from the clique society,
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.
His mother says john this is not the way lifes supposed to be.
Dont you see the life that you are missing?
And he says...
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark may morning .
To bring his catch back to this small community.
He doesnt see the danger dawning.
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
The fog rolled in it started raining.
The starboard bow. oh my God were going down!
The do not hear his frantic mayday.
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Ill live and die a fisherman.
Calling john the fisherman.
song performed by by Primus
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Verse For a Certain Dog
Such glorious faith as fills your limpid eyes,
Dear little friend of mine, I never knew.
All-innocent are you, and yet all-wise.
(For Heaven's sake, stop worrying that shoe!)
You look about, and all you see is fair;
This mighty globe was made for you alone.
Of all the thunderous ages, you're the heir.
(Get off the pillow with that dirty bone!)
A skeptic world you face with steady gaze;
High in young pride you hold your noble head,
Gayly you meet the rush of roaring days.
(Must you eat puppy biscuit on the bed?)
Lancelike your courage, gleaming swift and strong,
Yours the white rapture of a winged soul,
Yours is a spirit like a Mayday song.
(God help you, if you break the goldfish bowl!)
"Whatever is, is good" - your gracious creed.
You wear your joy of living like a crown.
Love lights your simplest act, your every deed.
(Drop it, I tell you- put that kitten down!)
You are God's kindliest gift of all - a friend.
Your shining loyalty unflecked by doubt,
You ask but leave to follow to the end.
(Couldn't you wait until I took you out?)
poem by Dorothy Parker
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Climb To Claim!
modern human at the markets,
want to get everything quicker,
the wrapped up delicious imported fruits,
look clean with no holes as the local apples,
the oranges gone through bathing process,
to be exported, the juicy fruits of,
rambuttan, Durians, Mangoes and bananas,
mostly organic and visited by their friends,
the pest and plucked by human, painfully bitten,
ask the kid where she gets the mango from,
she may say 'from the stores', not knowing hardship,
Let every kid learn the truth,
nothing comes easier on their plates.
I had climbed the trees of various textures,
When I was young, I was close to the nature,
Whenever I went back home for holidays,
Pesticides not around to declare mayday,
For insects, mollusk and escaped crustaceans,
Train like millipede with red and black hues,
Venomous Centipedes found below moist heaps,
Sweet mangoes invite ants of all sizes,
Jackfruits are the good hosts to bees and flies,
Careful and cautious, I aimed to pick up the fruit,
Though very high for my body that was too petite,
Many times bitten mercilessly to have swelling heart,
A group of drunken bees arrived to make me a drunk,
tolerance kept me awake to climb to the top,
Plucked those fruits victoriously without dropping,
Returned to show my people for them to have,
The taste of sweet success that is hidden,
not far away from our illusionized vision.
the victory acquired through hardship,
appreciated for ever, to reach higher height.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I Love America
I love that mountain with those four big heads
I love Velveeta slapped on Wonder Bread
I love a commie... if'n he's good and dead, yup
I love America
I love Old Glory and homemade pie
I think them Ruskies should be sterilized
I love my chicken Kentucky Fried...
Finger Lickin' Good!
Hey there, this is A.B. Cooper from
Cooper's Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars
It's our Fourth of July ... sale.
Here at Cooper's Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars
At the corner of Collins and Commerce
I've got lot full of the finest funny looking cars money can buy
At prices even you can afford
So come on down and say hello to me, and granny
And bring the kids to meet my snake
I say, "bye"
Granny says, "bye"
and the snake says, "sssssssssss"
I love General Patton in World War II
My Pocket Fisherman and my Crazy Glue
I love the Beav and Wally too, yeah
I love America
I love the bomb, hot dogs and mustard
I love my girl, but I sure don't trust her
I love what the Indians did to Custer
I love America
Here they come!
There they go!
I love my jeans and I love my hair
I love a real tight skirt and a real nice pair
And on the fourth of July, I love the rockets' red glare
I love America
I watch the A-Team every Tuesday night
I graduated, but I ain't to bright
I love Detroit 'cause I was born to fight
I love America
I love the Tigers but I hate the Mets
I ride my Hog but I race my Vette
I gotta job, but hell I'm still in debt
I love America
I love my bar and I love my truck
I'd do most anything to make a buck
I love a waitress who loves to... flirt!
They're the best kind I love America
Turn me on
Well, I gotta go now
I love America
Bye Bye, I tell you what though, I really do love it
You ain't going to catch me at no mayday rally
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Code Red
Artist: jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
Verse 1:
Heres a little story bout a friday night,
Buckwild, cause yo, thats kind of my style,
Check it,
On the town with a girl named kay-bee,
And a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way,
I was straight out illin,
Why do I say so? casue yo, my girl was home chillin,
Fancy resteraunt me and kay frontin,
It was called lay....um, jay...um, somethin,
I was ready to attack her, unh,
Giving the sex look like dracula,
A little bit of soft music playin,
And don perrier, it was on, know what Im sayin,
Every thing was lovely, but then,
What the damn, my girlfriend walked in,
Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread,
Oh Im dead, mayday code red
Verse 2:
My oh my, what am I to do?
Gotta get away, cause my girlfriends coming through,
Um jay, I gotta, um, well, see, theres well, this, um, exscuse me,
To the back with the mucho-quickness,
My girls gonna kill me and leave no witnesses,
Im in the bathroom hiding like a punk,
But theres bars on the windows, I cant jump,
Exit stage left, quickly plan b,
Gotta find a way that my girl wont see me,
Crawling on the floor, Im feeling sick,
Like this some old charlie chaplin flick,
? ? pound and a round a mile-a-minute,
This time I really done did it,
Down on my hands and knees on the floor,
Im looking at the front door,
Ready, set, make the dash,
Her back is turned, maybe I can get past,
I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head,
Code red
Break it on down
Verse 3:
All was perfect, the ship was sailing,
But now its sinking, so yo, Im bailin,
I kept on runnin even though she saw me,
And I sat and waited at home for baby to call me,
I watched a little tv,
Phone started ringing bout 12:23,
I picked it up real slow, and said,
Mmmmm..hello? ,
She wasnt having it, she snapped, went bezerk,
Girl made my head hurt,
I tried to be as cool as I could be,
I said hey, wadnt me,
She wasnt having that melody,
Needless to say, she left me,
Another brother just couldnt control his head, (the other one)
Code red
song performed by by Will Smith
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Irresistable Force
In the name of love and life
Turn your face to the lonely night
But you're not alone when she calls you home
And this your world is on the edge
As good as lost but you know the way
Through this faceless town and she pulls me down
I know the place and the time (of our lives)
So long ago, and all through the years (never dies)
All things must pass
Irresistible force meets an immovable object and
Human animal madness and blood starts to flow
Invisible fingers and indescribable pleasure
I get to find my personal god
I get to find my personal god
God of love, God of gold
Ring of fire in the days of old
It's what I'm living for
And love's the only law
So answer mayday SOS
Search me north south east or west
It's all I miss, just the one last kiss
This is goodbye to the days (of our lives)
My fair-weather friend
I feel your sorrow and tears (they are mine)
I share to the end
Irresistible force meets an immovable object and
Human animal magic, how far can you go
The rolling of thunder and you decide what your after
I get to find my personal god
I get to find my personal god
I surrender all or nothing
You must spread your wings and fly
I know the place and the time (of our lives)
My fair-weather friend
I feel your sorrow and tears (they are mine)
I share to the end
When an irresistible force meets an immovable object
Human animal madness and blood starts to flow
There's bound to be a heartbreak
You make it the hard way
I surrender all or nothing
You must spread your wings and fly
song performed by by Bee Gees
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