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Meaw With Cats

For public interest I have
No objection to meaw with cats.
If dogs are with thief
I have nothing to afraid of.
I have no objection to kill the cobra
With ants harmful to society.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Have No Objection

I have no objection to
Meaw with cats
If it is for public interest.

I am not afraid of dogs
If they are with thiefs.

I am ready to cooperate ants
In killing poisonous cobra
Harmful to society at large.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Objection

objection
curled for fatal seduction
uncareful for a rash eruption
fight for a quick attention
untamed for a sleek attraction

objection
thirsty for a dew satisfaction
sober for a raw reflection
craving for a clear deflection
low for a deep penetration

objection
enticed in the short benediction
ecstacy in a romantic inclusion
known for a shaby deception
and a steady alteration

objection
he is no exception
in your rigid redemption
for a solid reception
of the product of your equation

poem by Chidubem Okeke
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Soldier Boy

All they taught, to handle
throw and bury explosives
bomb and bullet as shirt
guns are my trouser
nothing but to guard
glancing and glance enemies
intervention as my subject
thus war the daily topic
with the anthem
'no mercy'

All they taught, to kill
all my excels are Sins
progress in life
was never taught
all to -scope and shoot
scramble like a thief
lives destruction i must
kill or did i must
suicide at battle front

All they taught, to destroy
Country to, Country to
lives and properties
my target with arrow
all they assemble in office
their command in cesspool
bark like dogs
yes sir!
even dying
convene for mission
head and tail untold
long since scooped
all they command
destruction alone
killing our days

All they taught, no mystery
million i guarded
when time to collapse
i must first
i kill and inhale
when no inhales
ever war,
hope always mine
Wishdom never far
killing i must with
till death overcome
and take the last breath
with no objection.

poem by alfusainey Sonko
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Peace And Propriety

in the name of propriety
to cats we must be cats too

you know what happens when
we show to the cats that we
are really dogs in feelings and
actions,

there will be a chase of course,
and chaos, and there will be war
and there will be losers and
winners,

and in this matter
and manner of speaking we choose
to be dogs to assure that we win

but that is not always the case
the cats have advanced in their feline
technology and breeding

so my dear, let us just be proper
to cats we shall be cats
and make this world a happy place
for all.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Auntie’s curse

She said to me, now in her old age
to stay away from the dogs and cats,
as if they were spiders, snakes and bats

being scared
that I would catch
something from them

like lice or ticks or fleas
or maybe some hidden disease
and although I had used frontline on them,
had dusted them with karbadust,
had sprayed shoo-fly on their heads and necks

she wished that I would catch lice from them,
or the illness which they were carrying
like a member of the flat earth society,
still believing in vain
as if cats and dogs infected with
the one or other pest
were going to rain down
out of the sky
and infect every one

and then she bought some expensive shampoo,
bathed, washed her head
five times a day
to kill the pests
which she believed
was now crawling over her
and was very angry at me
for not comprehending
life exactly as she did.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Sunday Papers

Mother doesnt go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes
But every weekend through the door
Come words of wisdom from the world outside
If you want to know about the bishop and the actress
If you want to know how to be a star
If you want to know about the stains on the mattress
You can read it in the sunday papers, sunday papers
Mothers wheelchair stays out in the hall
Why should she go out when the tvs on
Whatever moves beyond these walls
Shell know the facts when sunday comes along
If you want to know about the man gone bonkers
If you want to know how to play guitar
If you want to know about the other suckers
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to drive your car
If you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Sunday papers dont ask no questions
Sunday papers dont get no lies
Sunday papers dont raise objection
Sunday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, sunday papers

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Monday Papers

I dont want to go out any more
I read the news, I cant believe my eyes
I push the table against the door
You know Ive had it with the world outside
If you want to know about the murderers and junkies
If you want to know about the lower east side
Now they got a map shows you where to get your monkey
You can read it in the monday papers, monday papers
Some people like a little gore
Some people always at the scenes of crimes
Now they can watch the tv more
Now they can get it in the sunday times
If you find it hard to handle what you see on page one
You can pull the funnies out and have some laughs
Take a drink and maybe you can laugh at ronald reagan
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Brothers heading that way now I guess
He just read something made his face turn blue
Well I got nothing against the press
They wouldnt print it if it wasnt true
If you want to know about the gay politician
If you want to know how to be a star
Ladies - if you want to know about the new sex position
You can read it in the monday papers, read it in the monday papers
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Monday papers dont ask no questions
Monday papers dont get no lies
Monday papers dont raise objection
Monday papers dont got no eyes
Read all about it, monday papers

song performed by by Joe Jackson
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If God exists, what objection can he have to saying so?

quote by Lemuel K. Washburn
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I have no objection to a man being a man, however masculine that may be.

quote by Agnes Smedley
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A technical objection is the first refuge of a scoundrel.

quote by Heywood Broun
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An objection is not a rejection; it is simply a request for more information.

quote by Bo Bennett
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Flames

Together we are one, we strive for it,
The longest struggle leaves the enemy,
It rids the bark of that which is the tree,
A shower forms from clouds that benefit.
A benefit can kill me, I admit,
Yet dozens of them do some treachery;
The traitor is that man with trickery,
I have the mind to call him and permit.
This harmful man is no more harmful still,
As fast as fire, the hell is past and hard,
The double heat shall stain and burn, it burns.
For you should not be thief or killer til
The fires cool down and again bombard
The masses, as the flames take on caverns.

poem by Naveed Akram
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The Cobra And The Mongoose

“Tell me mongoose why are you trying to steal my eggs? ”
“Well, I’ve not eaten for weeks and I’m dying on my legs.”
“Don’t you realise that very soon these eggs will be my children? ”
“But you have so many and you won’t miss nine or ten.”

“How wrong you are mongoose I’ll miss every one of them.”
“Well tell me cobra, are you prepared to die for just ten? ”
“Mongoose, I am a mother and for only the one I would die.”
“Why are you swaying Cobra, and is that a tear in your eye? ”

“Aren’t you feeling sleepy mongoose, you do have heavy eyes? ”
“I know what you’re doing cobra, you’re trying to hypnotise.”
“For your information mongoose, I’m doing my cobra dance,
it’s a dance of magic, which gives my enemies no chance.

Don’t think that I can’t see you mongoose trying to circle around me,
first in one direction, and then the other so tactically.
I must warn you mongoose that I have a bite that can instantly kill,
and if you don’t die straight away, moments later you will.”

I’ve heard about your bite cobra, but you don’t frighten me,
I have the thickest skin and coarsest hair, as ever you’ll see.
I also must warn you cobra that my teeth are as sharp as swords,
and combined with my agility I will have the last words.”

“Well, if I were you mongoose I would leave while you can…
unless you want to be the cause of my indigestion.”
“I was thinking cobra, you and your eggs would just be my fill,
and now that only leaves the formality of the kill.”

For hours and hours the pair did spar and fight,
throughout the day and throughout the night.
The mongoose went close and the cobra did strike,
but not one had yet applied the decisive bite.

Both were aching and tiring, and their sharpness was wearing thin.
The mongoose considered one last attack then he would pack it in.
With a last almighty effort the mongoose jumped as high as he could,
after somersaulting in the air it buried its teeth below the cobra’s hood.

This bite severed the cobra’s spine and instantly killed the snake,
but the mongoose bit once again to make sure of no mistake.
It then bit off and swallowed the cobra’s once swaying head,
but the fangs of the cobra punctured its stomach, it too was dead.

poem by Orlando Belo
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I have spoken to many, many Indian chiefs who say they have no objection whatsoever to the nickname.

quote by Jack K. Cooke
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Thief! ! !

You are a thief
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief from bones and soul
Thief till dust and ash
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
Thief who steals and shouts
Thief who cheats and hides
You have a pride
A pride of THIEF
You have an ethic
An ethic of THIEF
You have rules
Rules of THIEF
You take what you want
And run from everyone
Irresponsible about what you’ve done
Leave this mess to be blown
THIEF, THIEF, THIEF
There’s nothing real
From your belonging
You’re just a thief
And why I should follow a thief

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I cannot escape the objection that there is no state of mind, however simple, that does not change every moment.

quote by Henri Bergson
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Cats Eye Resurrection

Cats ~ cats ~ cats
Eye
Cats ~ cats ~ cats
Splashing on my walls ~ my walls
In the field the bodies are tied
To the their crosses hair hanging down
The blood is rolling down their
Arms to the waiting dogs
Bad ~ bad ~ bad
Doctors
Bad ~ bad ~ bad
Counting the meat on the tables
In the field the bodies are tied to the
Altar the popes mule sings a song of
Freedom from his majesty-the pope
Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi
Butchers
Nazi ~ nazi ~ nazi
Waving their tongues in the air
Cats-cats-cats-bad-bad-bad-cats eye
Resurrection

song performed by by Rob Zombie
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It still strikes me as strange that anyone could have any moral objection to someone else's sexuality. It's like telling someone else how to clean their house.

quote by River Phoenix
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I should have no objection to go over the same life from its beginning to the end: requesting only the advantage authors have, of correcting in a second edition the faults of the first.

quote by Benjamin Franklin
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The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.

quote by Marshall McLuhan
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