Mary Called Him 'Mister
They'd parted but a year before—she never thought he’d come,
She stammer’d, blushed, held out her hand, and called him ‘Mister Gum.’
How could he know that all the while she longed to murmur ‘John.’
He called her ‘Miss le Brook,’ and asked how she was getting on.
They’d parted but a year before; they’d loved each other well,
But he’d been to the city, and he came back such a swell.
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss—
But Mary called him ‘Mister,’ and the idiot called her ‘Miss.’
He stood and lean’d against the door—a stupid chap was he—
And, when she asked if he’d come in and have a cup of tea,
He looked to left, he looked to right, and then he glanced behind,
And slowly doffed his cabbage-tree, and said he ‘didn’t mind.’
She made a shy apology because the meat was tough,
And then she asked if he was sure his tea was sweet enough;
He stirred the tea and sipped it twice, and answer’d ‘plenty, quite;’
And cut the smallest piece of beef and said that it was ‘right.’
She glanced at him at times and cough’d an awkward little cough;
He stared at anything but her and said, ‘I must be off.’
That evening he went riding north—a sad and lonely ride—
She locked herself inside her room, and there sat down and cried.
They’d parted but a year before, they loved each other well—
But she was such a country girl and he was such a swell ;
They longed to meet in fond embrace, they hungered for a kiss—
But Mary called him ‘Mister’ and the idiot called her ‘Miss.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Identity Crisis!
When born, I was called “baby”
And later they called me “Abby”
Within 5 years they called me “student”
And for 7 years, like that I spent
Then they called me “teen”
I loved it and felt like a queen
Then I was called “woman”
And those times, were the best
Then some one tied a knot and called me “wife”
I hated those times, it was horrible and gross
In years I became “mother”
It was beautiful but tough
Then being called “grandma”
My times got better and better
Then at last I was called “old”
And my body was frail and cold
All this time I wondered,
Where my identity has gone
Some where in the middle, I had lost it
Through the ages, I had a crisis
An identity crisis to say!
DECEMBER 23,2008
poem by Sania Harris
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Over The Falls
They broke out in laughter again,
His lip beaded with sweat as they strapped him in,
And he stood by and waited to be called.
The talk was of times that had gone by
And the quantity and quality of women they lie.
His eyes welled with wet and his mouth had gone dry.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.
He got up and tried it again.
For lack of persistence is surely a sin.
As he stood by and waited to be called,
He looked to the lightning with glee
And admired his vessel for its symmetry,
Feeling twelve units shy of a bachelors degree.
As he stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited to be called.
He stood by and waited like the others before
For his turn to go over the falls.
song performed by by Primus
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No One
I used to come home each night to no one - no one
All by myself, turn out the light - no one - no one
One knife, a fork 'n' a spoon
An empty bed in a cold room
Oooh I needed someone - maybe you could help
I called you up, I said "There's no one, baby there's no one else"
No one ever looked twice at me - no one - no one
Take a look at my life - what do you see - no one - no one
Kinda nervous 'n' jealous too - I lose me if I lose you
Just when I was feeling sorry for myself
She called me back, she said, "There's no one, baby there's no one else"
With no one to call you - with no one rootin' for you
With no one to adore you - you'd be lost and alone
With no one to kiss you - with no one to miss you
And always be with you - you would turn into stone
I've been waiting for the longest time
To hold your hand on Sunday
Oooh I needed someone - I saw you and I fell
I called you up, I said, "There's no one - and I'll never want anyone else"
Baby there's no one else
Baby there's no one else
Baby there's no one else
Baby there's no one else
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXXX: Story
Story about future is called imagination
Story about past is called memories
Story about present is called reality
Story that becomes true is called prophecy
Story that becomes unfulfilled is called regret
Story that becomes no end is called boasting
Small story is called experience
Epic story is called history
Forgotten story is called lesson
Story that becomes obsession is called ambition
Story that becomes untold is called secret
Story that becomes go its own way is called life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Road to Success
The road to success is not straight,
There is a curve called FAILURE,
A loop called CONFUSION,
Speed bumps called FRIENDS,
Red light called ENEMIES and
caution lights called FAMILY.
But if you have a spare called
DETERMINATION,
An engine called PERSEVERANCE,
Insurance called FAITH and
A driver called JESUS (GOD, ALLAH, ISHVAR)
You will make it to a place called
SUCCESS
poem by Pratiksha Jain
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New Mister Me
The moment that you saw him
You just looked the other way
The blood within his eye
Was like a curse
He had two heavy pistols
Which were greasied up and ready
And a face like bobby dylan, only worse
He ordered up a whisky, which he drank like he was thirsty
And ordered him another of the same
Suddenly the silence of the frozen room was shattered
By a kid who shot before he called his name
He looked up at his killer
>from the floor where he had fallen
Said, well look what you have gone and done to me.
He said, son, I think you blew it
But youre truly welcome to it
You can be the new mister me
Chorus:
You can be the new mist me, me, me
Aint it true thats what you want to be, yesiree bob
And Ill be somewhere sunny where its funny and its free
And you can be the new mister me.
Well I was there the day they say that bobby dylan died
You and I both know he got away
Hes out there stealin horses
Really learnin how to ride
And hes the reason I am free today
Chorus:
Singin you can be the new mister me, me, me
Aint it true thats what you wanna be, yes indeed
And Ill be somewhere sunny where its funny and its free
And you can be the new mister me.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Star 69
You dont have to take the bar exam to see
What you did is ignoramus 103
Where have I got to hang my hat
You dont have line to me
All this just to be your friend
I was there to tell you
Extortion and arson, petty larceny
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
I know all about the warehouse fire.
I know squirrelies didnt chew the wire.
Three people have my number, the other two were with me.
I dont stand tall, but Im not your patsy.
This time you have gone too far with me.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you hung up my line.
Star 69.
Whyd you put your quarter down on me?
This reads like some dark inside edition, hard copy.
I cant be your character witness, I cant be your alibi.
Dont arrange the fbi, here this spy versus spy.
You my friend are guilty as can be.
I know you called. I know you called. I know you called.
I know you called. I know you called. I cant be your alibi.
Star 69.
song performed by by REM
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Gimme Three Steps
I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called the jug
With a girl named linda lu
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who.
He said, hey there fellow,
With the hair colored yellow,
Watcha tryin to prove?
cause thats my woman there
And Im a man who cares
And this might be all for you.
I was scared and fearing for my life.
I was shakin like a leaf on a tree.
cause he was lean, mean,
Big and bad, lord,
Pointin that gun at me.
I said, wait a minute, mister,
I didnt even kiss her.
Dont want no trouble with you.
And I know you dont owe me
But I wish youd let me
Ask one favor from you.
(chorus)
wont you give me three steps,
Gimme three steps mister,
Gimme three steps towards the door?
Gimme three steps
Gimme three steps mister,
And youll never see me no more.
Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
As the water fell on the floor.
And Im telling you son,
Well, it aint no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four.
Well he turned and screamed at linda lu
And thats the break I was looking for.
And you could hear me screaming a mile away
As I was headed out towards the door.
(chorus)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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I Honestly Love You, Some Notes
2 months ago
Had to say this again...
30 yrs ago I fell in love with a girl &
she with me.
We both had partners,
so nothing good
would've come from it.
I sang this to her -
we cried, kissed & parted.
We met once more at an office reunion
15 yrs later.
I was single,
she was with the same man,
but it didn't matter -
one look was all it took to know
that we'd made a mistake.
I found out last year
that she died suddenly
at home 5 yrs ago
she had breast
cancer.
I miss her. That's it.
I just miss her.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Half A Woman
They called him great scott
Because he was great
They called her great susan
Cause she was his date
She climbed in a box
He cut her in two
And when he was through
She was just half a woman
And hed tie her up
Set her on fire
Hed douce her with oil
The crowd would go wild
She was always alright
At the end of the night
But somehow she felt
Like just half a woman
The show went the same way
Year after year
Hed wave his magic wand
Shed disappear
One day she asked
How did this come to be
Somewhere there must be more to me
One day she left
She climbed through the stage
And into the trap door
Under the lions cage
And after a spell
He said what the hell
It was just as well
She was just half a woman
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Its Not The Way
We used to south of paradise
That was ok until you put your heart on ice
Walked out the door but you couldnt say goodbye
Hide away and left me lonely
When I asked you why
You wouldnt be precise
Now its my turn, start taking my advice
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Running down long back alleys
Pouting like a spoiled child
Youve been acting so crazy, driving me wild
Your heart is like an elevator
You tell me thats just human nature
Ive done all I can, I cant seem to change you
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Your love is like a nasty habit
I finally got control but I just cant take it
I tried to be cool but I just cant make it
Your heart is like an elevator
You tell me that its just human nature
Ive done all I can, but just cant change you
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Love is tough, love is tender
Love will make your heart surrender
Love is sweet, love is kind
Love will always blow your mind
Its not the way that you love me
Its not the way that you care
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say
Oh no, its not the way
Oh no, its not the way
Listen mister to what I say...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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This Life Called Mine
This life called mine
Is not under your shadow.
Not under your beck and call.
Not living under that,
Not living it or giving it under that.
This life called mine...
Is exactly what it is.
Mine.
And not yours to say,
When I should put out.
Or when you feel the need to put in!
This life called mine...
I call it a condo.
I own all that which is inside.
And all that is outside of me...
God takes care of.
And I'm not charged a maintainance fee.
And I'm not trying to break my lease...
Either.
Or leave unexpectedly!
At least...
Give me some kind of a 50 year notice.
This life called mine.
And I've become fond,
Of Mother Nature's wholesomeness.
Fine it is,
This life of mine.
Fine it is,
The gloriousness of it.
I'd be out of my mind,
Not to fine the life I love to live...
Fine.
And I thank The Divine.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What used to be called liberal is now called radical, what used to be called radical is now called insane, what used to be called reactionary is now called moderate, and what used to be called insane is now called solid conservative thinking.
quote by Tony Kushner
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A beautiful thing called YOU
How to write about a beautiful piece of God’s writing
I mean what is there to edit?
Did God leave room for improvement
Oh I see, he did leave some for comment
And praise and Glory to value
A Beautiful thing called you
Unmatched in splendor
A beautiful thing named you
That only God` s description could equal the importance
A beautiful thing called you
That only the angelic can understand
A beautiful thing called you
Whose creation was inspired by the divine
A beautiful thing called you
That the universe handles with care
A beautiful thing called you
Whose shape was sculpted by His own word
A beautiful thing called you
How do I begin to describe it
Is it by letter
Oh I see holding it is better
How do I own it
To praise the glory and the value
A beautiful thing called you
Oh I see, God knows better
The value the Glory and the praise
No, He revealed it to me
But still I cant
Bear the praise the value and the glory
That flows from those eyes
The ear the nose and the belly
I looked through the key hole to see the sky
I saw heaven`s 1 2 3 stars shy
HE opened the door of your heart
Behold the millions that were hidden
Now I know
How to Praise the glory and the value of a beautiful thing called you.
poem by Didier Sixte Kahungu
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Don't Go Home With Your Hard-on
I was born in a beauty salon
My father was a dresser of hair
My mother was a girl you could call on
When you called she was always there.
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there
When you called she was always there.
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain.
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain
You can't melt it down in the rain.
I've looked behind all of the faces
That smile you down to you knees
And the lips that say
song performed by by Leonard Cohen from Death Of A Ladies' Man
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A Sister And Her Mister (Funny)
There once was a sister,
who loved to kiss her mister.
Til' one day she came home,
and saw her mister with her sister.
The funny thing is, he would still be here,
If he just wouldn't of kissed her.
Boy I sure am glad I was not her sister!
But even more so that I got to MEET her mister!
poem by Poet of the River
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Miss ', I Really Miss
I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
I am afraid and take care not to go wrong
I was expecting everything for song
I am so much influenced by lady smile
She has entered in life just before while’
Life seems to be so interesting and fine
I want to dance on floor with glass of wine
Miss, you can’t be so rude
For a word you have made prelude,
All warmth and affection you have included
Hate and distance you have excluded
I never expected you to cast
All doubts but trust should not last
You were the first to realize it fast
Reality known but never wore any kind of mast,
Your innocence and name is kind to infuse
Kind words for me but not meant to confuse
Time was for decision but you never refused
Always stood at right point and crisis defused
Even amidst delicate moments
You did not offer a word or comments
You were hurt most but you used simple word,
Is it blessings to you or gift from Lord?
I loved you most as your dearest friend
Still you didn’t put any word at the end,
Kept me at dark or asked or any excuse
Used otherwise it as pretext, denied or refused
'Miss' I miss you but you don’t miss,
Did not expect from you kind hug or simple kiss
Not even kind gesture or more of any show
Still I miss you and never beat eye brow
Will this uncertainty remain or go?
Life will be full of remorse but still I would forgo
Is there any restriction from your side or embargo?
You bear always “no entry” smile with logo
You called on me for good luck and best wishes
I remained dead as no water was available for fish,
May be it is very hard to swallow for some reasons
Why then there should be draught without any season?
I was quick to grasp situation,
Avoided unwarranted efforts for persuasion,
Shock was sudden and heavy but came very late,
I did accept it with grace and as part of fate
She didn’t become mine for some reasons
I waited simply for spring season
She too eagerly longed for strong bond
As I was inclined and very fond
She had everything to loose
But she had no option to choose
Why did she take extreme step?
She always used to call me as sweet babe
It may be her way of thinking
It left me high and dry with blinking
What should I call her sacrifice?
A step of dedication or break of promises?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Floobie Doobie Doo
As I walk down to Bishop Street I met a girl who smiled so sweet
Now she was young and pretty too
And on a string she walked with a thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo now what is that it ain't no dog and it ain't no cat
It's not the doll with eyes of blue
I never seen such a thing as thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
It had one tooth five purple toes sixteen elbows and a twelve-foot nose
You never see one in the Zoo
I mean a thing like a thing on a string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
I told that girl lemme take you home and maybe we can be alone hahaha
She said I'd love to go home with you
But I have to cling to my thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Well I took her home that very night we talked a while and I dimmed the light
She cuddled close and the next thing I knew
Just as soon as it seen us in between us jumped the Floobie Doobie Doo
It stayed all night it stayed all year I never got to hold you near
I said sweet baby I wanna cling to you
But she wanna cling to the thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo oh now what is that
It ain't no dog it ain't no cow it ain't no cat
It's not the doll with eyes of blue
You just can't swing with the thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Well she cried and cried she wiped her eye she said farewell so long goodbye
For though I loved you yes I do
I can't reveal the love that I feel for the Floobie Doobie Doo
I never see her anymore she never knocks upon my door
And every night alone and blue
I sit and swing about a swing on a thing
I mean I sit and think about a swing on a thing
I mean I sit and sing about a thing on a string called the Floobie Doobie Doo oooh
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Ill Always Be With You
I just went to the corner
To get some bread and butter,
Dad called, hed got your letter,
This is his new number.
Chickens on the burner
But wait for me if you can,
Ill be back soon, honey,
Big kiss from mommy.
(chorus)
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.
Please, I have a son!
(chorus)
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss,
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.
Sorry, I was so late,
Did you call your dad?
I hope he was nice to you,
I dont wanna see you sad.
I see you ate your chicken,
And saved me a plate,
I dont know how to tell you, I dont know how to tell,
But I love you, baby, rememember, Ill always be with you
Ill always be with you.
I love you, mommy, I love you with all my heart,
Please, always be with me.
(chorus)
Miss, miss, miss, miss,
Miss, miss, miss, miss.
Mommy! mommy!
Why do I love you so if youre just a spec of dust,
Floating endlessly amongst the trillion stars?
Knowing that one day we may float apart,
Meeting each other in universe.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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People who got on their feet and freaked about were called idiot dancers. and nobody wants to be called an idiot dancer. But the whole idea of rock and roll is to get people off their arses - that's what it's about.
quote by Steve Marriott
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