How far to the next garage
Just as I stopped at a garage today
the car’s engine died,
as it was running
with the yellow light burning
and the last gasoline was gone.
I had no cash on me
and there was no card machine
and the auto bank
at the shop was broken
and I was told,
about an auto bank at the next garage.
I started walking
and found a black man
along the way.
How far to the next
garage I asked
and he replied,
just on the other side
of the bridge.
On the other side
of the bridge,
there was one more bridge
and on the other side
of it,
no garage could be seen
for two kilometres or more.
So I wondered while I walked along
with a plastic can in my hand
that if he really didn’t know
why did he lie,
or was the man
too afraid to be seen
as a fool
while the biggest fool
was I?
poem by Gert Strydom
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Mighty Golden Gate
Walking over the span that's over sea and land,
I'll show her I'm no lower than the man,
Who told her he wanted to hold her hand.
Bridge to the other side, Mighty Golden Gate,
The Bay of Life and Death is wide,
You could get me to the other side,
Show me it's not too late.
I don't know who's to blame,
I don't know the list of the names,
Of those who flew like an airplane
From a bridge to the other side,
They were just falling.
Is it a twist of fate?
The line between love and hate?
I guess we'll just have to wait,
On a bridge to the other side,
Because I'm falling....
poem by Richard Jarboe
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The Near-Accident 7.31.2008
Margaret Alice drove into a pole this morning,
didn’t realize the car was badly injured, then
as she tried to drive home, felt the full force
of the near-accident: The wheel alignment was
out, the right front wheel completely skew, the
car wouldn’t go, the car park attendant directed
to the wheel alignment garage where Manuel -
Manuel Lennon – checked the car –
It is busted madame, you have to drive it to another
garage, Margaret Alice hysterical – the kids are at
school, who will take care of them? – I cannot drive,
the car’s wheels are all skew, said Schalk Jordaan –
we’ll drive the car to the garage, Manuel in your
car, we’ll take you there; I called Caroline, she
went to fetch Nici and Tiaan, Celeste at the garage –
this will cost you madame; I smiled, yes it will,
But my kids are safe; here is Barbara and Lieb,
they’ll take me home; took the number and
details of Manuel and Schalk who drove my
broken car all the way to the garage, I was too
shaken and scared to drive my little lame duck;
they took care of me and my car, made sure I
had a lift before they left – how can I thank them?
They’ll never know how much they meant
To the lady with the broken car – but in this poem
I’ll let them know how much their help meant!
poem by Margaret Alice
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When I was in Philadelphia during the Depression in 1930 or '31, I got a very sad job as a night watchman in a garage. The cars in the garage had been abandoned by their owners, since they had lost their jobs and couldn't keep up the payments.
quote by Tom Glazer
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In The Garage
Ive got the dungeon masters guide
Ive got a 12-sided die
Ive got kitty pryde
And nightcrawler too
Waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do
Ive got my favorite rock group kiss
Ive got ace frehley
Ive got peter criss
Waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do
In the garage
I feel safe
No one cares about my ways
In the garage
Where I belong
No one hears me sing this song
In the garage
Ive got an electric guitar
I play my stupid song
I write these stupid words
And I love every one
Waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do
song performed by by Deftones
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Warm-blooded Man's rusty Engine Warrrenty
'It could be replaced
Any part of this ridiculous engine,
But little expensive the original parts
And the other thing is you cannot
Keep in the garage all the time,
Being towed by the Authorized personnel.
Run as much as you can and at last,
At least we can dismantle the body for scrapped iron
Because the wooden Mahogany boxes are very expensive nowadays! '
The shrewd Proprietor of the Garage leaves a placard at the entrance.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Collector
The collector
I was a collector of paper napkins, every day I used to go around
picking them up, they were usually smeared with human saliva
and scum fat of cheap food. I had twenty bags full in my garage,
I stored them there since I have no car but like to mention that
I have a garage. One morning when I entered to pick up the stick,
with a nail in the end, the one I picked napkins with, the sacks
had turned in to tired workmen resting after slaving long hours
in the factory of hell. I opened the garage door they were free to
go and I saw them vanishing into the morning glare. They had
done their duty no more was excepted of them. From now on
till rain came they were be free, dance with dust and leave and
disappear on their own accord when time was right... My garage
is empty now but the smell of sweat and struggle lingers with old
jokes repeated a hundred times in workmen’s canteen
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Bridge To Nowhere
We've been crossing a bridge
for way too long.
And every step we're taking
is just plain wrong.
There's nothing on the other side
that's not right here,
just a fool's perception
of what's unclear.
A fool searches for a pot of gold
always where there is none.
And a bridge to nowhere
is the ultimate run
into a place that doesn't exist,
a place that's never, ever been kissed
by the sun, the moon
or the stars in the sky.
So why, why, why cross that bridge?
You'll only find yourself
hung out to dry.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Tell Me
You can't tell me
You can't tell me
You can't tell me anything
I love only me
I love only me
I've got the answer to everything
There's only me
to suggest what I do
I am the garage flower
I don't need to stare
'Cos I know everywhere
Well there's a place for me anywhere
Tell me tell me
You tell me anything
You can't tell
You won't tell
Me anything
Anything
I love only me
I love only me
I've got the answers to everything
I don't need to stare
'Cos I know everywhere
Well there's a place for me anywhere
Tell me tell me
You tell me anything
Tell me tell me
You can't tell us anything
You can't tell
You won't tell
Me anything
Anything
You can't
I am the garage flower
I am the garage flower
song performed by by The Stone Roses from Garage Flower
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Scary Monster
Scary monster are walking down the streets of Dubling and searching the Pipes for mouse
But for now there are no mouse to be found
And the scary monster try also to get in into people's garage in Dublin And there the scary monters finds a few mouse to eat
But now the hunting started and the scary monster haunted every mouse that was in the people's garage in Dubling
Also the scary monster was satisfied with his dinner
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Sweet Times Gone
I'm holding back from going to see him-
To take a cab to the sad part of town.
Afraid to add to a heart that's grieving
With all those memories hanging around.
We were shy and we liked it fine
Living in back of his pa's garage.
And, oh, that garage lit up like magic
when he picked up that old guitar.
Sweet times gone; they've gone on by.
To laugh and dream with friends;
It ends, and so we cry.
Sweet times gone so far away
Leaving whispers in the air-
Sad whispers here to stay.
I get tears near spilling over
Thinking back to long ago
Before he left with that old guitar
To sing to world he didn't know.
poem by Joseph Damico
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I didn't feel that running away would change anything but when the roof of the garage started coming off I thought it was time to go.
quote by John Harrison
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Dear John
(copyright nazareth,tiflis tunes,inc.-ascap)
You came round today
You never even knocked on my door
Your note tried to say
That you dont love me no more
Bridge:
I want you by my side cause
I wanna be your man
Im burning up inside cause
I wanna be your man
I had to be told
From people that I meet in the street
They are turning cold
Without you I would not be complete
Bridge:
Why did you write me in a letter
A word from you would be much better
Lead
Bridge
Dont cast me aside
Without you I could never survive
Why did you decide
To kill the love that keeps me alive
Bridge:
song performed by by Nazareth
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Never Alone
(bridge)
Black and white dancin' together
Side by side we'll make things better
You're never alone
Dancin' together
Side by side through stormy weather
You're never alone...
(chorus)
Never alone (x8)
(bridge)
(chorus)
I'm always on course with the force offcourse
Breakin' down doors
song performed by by 2 Brothers On The 4th Floor
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Burning Bridges
Yesterday she thanked me
For oilin that front door
This morning when she wakes
She wont be thankful anymore
Shell never know how much I cared
Just that I couldnt stay
And Ill never know the reason
Why I always run away.
(chorus)
Burning bridges one by one
What Im doin cant be undone
And Im always hoping someday
Im gonna stop this runnin around
But every time the chance comes up
Another bridge goes down.
Last night we talked of old times
Families and home towns
Whe wondered if wed both agree
On where wed settle down
And I told her that wed cross that bridge
Whenever it arrived
Now through the flames I see her
Standin on the other side
*chorus*
Like ashes on the water
I drift away in sorrow
Knowing that the day
My lessons finally learned
Ill be standing at a river
Staring out across tomorrow
And the bridge I need to get there
Will be a bridge that I have burned.
*chorus*
Another bridge goes down
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Rescued by an Angel
Some time ago, we planned to go shopping in Duluth, Minnesota
We started out on the highway but the car radiator blew
We decided to drive the car back to our garage
Our son, Clancy, offered to drive it back
While I was sitting in the front passenger seat
I felt an invisible Angel gently pushing our car
He pushed it all the way into the garage
We were rescued by an Angel
Thank God for creating His Angels
December 18,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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Punk Rock Princess
Maybe when the room is empty
Maybe when the bottles full
Maybe when the door gets broke down
Love can break in
Maybe when I'm done with thinking
Maybe you can think me whole
Maybe when I'm done with endings
This can begin...
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
Maybe when you hair gets darker
Maybe when your eyes get wide
Maybe when the walls are smaller
There will be more space
Maybe when I'm not so tired
Maybe you could step inside
Maybe when I look for things that I can't replace...
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
If I could be your first real heartache
I woudl do it over again
If you could be my punk rock princess
I would be your heroine
I never thought you'd last
I never dreamed you would
You watch your life go past
You wonder if you should
If you could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be something
song performed by by Something Corporate from Leaving Through The Window
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View From A Bridge
Written by ricky & marty wilde
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
I guess it all began about a year ago
Like a cheap love magazine
You know the kind you read about
And have to laugh
At the pages in between
Now I cant believe that fool inside is me
cos I just cant face the world
Ive grown to see
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
I saw you kissing her
I saw you making her
In the soft sheets in between
But when you turned around
I saw your eyes were fire
And you crashed out all my dreams
And like a fool I just stood there
And let it go
I should have fought right back
And let my feelings show
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
View from a bridge, cant take anymore
You sure as hell knew how
To make a fool out of me
Well you cut me down
For the things you want
And now its killing me
Ill lay it on the line now
Youre running out of time now
But then a voice said jump
And I just let go
And Im floating out in space
But then I feel your arms
And I turn around
To a ghost without a face
And I just dont know
Whats fact or fantasy
cos when I look below the bridge
I see its me
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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The white girl
I fill my blue motorbike
at the garage
and the smell of fuel
is strong in the air.
The early morning sun
hangs bright in the sky
and already it’s a hot day.
I go to the shop
to buy a can of Coke
and get caught
in the middle of a fight
of a white girl
with the black cashier
and she tries to draw me
into her argument.
She’s beautiful and spoiled
and shouts and slams her fists down
on the counter
and in a temper tantrum
grabs the card reading machine
and throws it on the ground
and there’s hatred in her eyes
and her words lack respect
and any dignity.
I see how the machine
breaks into bits
and paper rolling
down an aisle
and time freezes
into parts of reality
and I have no cash on me.
Suddenly I am dismayed
at being of the same race
and culture and nationality
as that spoiled grown up child.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Tell Me
You cant tell me
You cant tell me
You cant tell me anything
I love only me
I love only me
Ive got the answer to everything
Theres only me
To suggest what I do
I am the garage flower
I dont need to stare
cos I know everywhere
Well theres a place for me anywhere
Tell me tell me
You tell me anything
You cant tell
You wont tell
Me anything
Anything
I love only me
I love only me
Ive got the answers to everything
I dont need to stare
cos I know everywhere
Well theres a place for me anywhere
Tell me tell me
You tell me anything
Tell me tell me
You cant tell us anything
You cant tell
You wont tell
Me anything
Anything
You cant
I am the garage flower
I am the garage flower
song performed by by Stone Roses
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We didn't have a garage to rehearse in. We had to aggravate the folks in the house. But I got a chance to play in a beer joint, and that's how it started.
quote by Charlie Daniels
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