The Meeting
Today I met a very old friend
I hadn't seen in years;
We sat and poured out memories
Into each other's ears.
We swapped a hundred stories
Of how we'd fared since school,
When he had been so clever,
And I had seemed a fool.
He said he recollected
How he remembered me,
And what I used to look like
When we were in 3 B.
I don't suppose he realized
That he had changed as well;
He didn't give it any thought
As far as I could tell.
But Howard looked so different,
His hair as grey as ash;
It lent the man a genteel air,
As did his grey moustache.
My friend was once a business man,
Successful in his field;
But I possessed no bank-account,
Nor any power to wield.
And manifest upon the brow
Of Howard Jones, my friend,
Were lonely lines of worry
No money could amend.
For happiness cannot be bought
No matter what men say;
And Howard was a loser
With no jokers left to play.
The joy of power and money
Had filled his greedy heart,
'Til Howard and his 'happiness'
One day, like we, did part.
Written May 1995
poem by John Carter Brown
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John Howard In Retirement
John Howard in retirement he lives the good life
With Janette one can say his devoted wife
His term as Australian Prime Minister by the voters was brought to an end
But with fame and money he won't go short of a friend
Howard's Government policies did not unite but divide
Their Work Choices did get the Trade Unions offside
But the Government defeated and their Work Choices with them gone
A win for the Workers and the Unions live on
Kevin Ruud who dethroned him may well celebrate
But on him there too is an unseen use by date
By the Australian voters as Prime Minister empowered
But will his fate be that any different to Howard?
The one who divided and could not unite
He failed when he took on the Trade Union's might.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Smirking Peter Costello
Smirking Peter Costello wee Johnny Howard's heir
What his views are on others I do not much care
Since he is only courting the Conservative right
I would not trust him with my life though he is cunning and bright.
On what it takes to be a good Aussie he likes to have his say
But I for one respect to his views does not pay
As his views do have racial undertones it does seem seem to me
Though with my opinion many would disagree.
Smirking Peter Costello he is so full of guile
He is one of those people who smirk when they smile
Johnny Howard's job he craves and he secretly pursue
Yet he is a good Politician to give him his due.
On Howard's retirement he patiently wait
But wee Johnny the top job may never vacate
Till at the polls he's defeated or of old age he die
And that might be for two decades between you and I.
On the Government benches as they sit side by side
Their contempt for each other they struggle to hide
Sneaky wee John as P M is determined to stay
And Costello like a bad smell will just not go away.
And what of opposition leader Kim Beazley known as runner up Kim
There is very little to enthuse about him
Post next Election the next Australian Prime Minister perhaps one of these three
And of the job none of them worthy it does seem to me.
Smirking Peter Costello a man who craves power
But he may never know of his glorious hour
For Howard like a leech to the top job does cling
One must suppose the human lust for power is a natural thing.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Howard Simon
Howard Simon a young friend of mine
Walked the sands of of the Virgin Islands in search of prose
He arrived at acove in a horseshoe shaped beach
His hand was full of seashells
I said nice to meet you my friend and they dropped to the sand like dollars lost from his hand
Why? because we never know when someone we know may be encountered
And the treasurers at hand are just but a meer encounter of life as we live.
So howard come visit me in Jersey combing the beach and I'll dropp the syringes when thier out of reach...shea
From The Bottom Of My Lonely Heart
(howard houston)
Producer for bonnie: howard houston
They say love is blind
But you are always on my mind
Ill never, never feel this way again
Its hard for me to say
To tell you why I feel this way
Ill never, never feel this way again
I wouldnt try to fool you
Its you I give my love to
* from the bottom of my lonely heart
Every moment that we spend apart
Baby, I promise you my love
From the bottom of my lonely heart
Just for you - no matter where you are
Baby, I promise you my love
Love hurts - so they say
This time - love is here to stay
Ill never, never feel this way again
Its all clear to me
That loving you is all I need
Ill never, never feel this way again
*repeat
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Howard Hughes himself was a regular at the restaurant, and in a way it became his headquarters, too. Howard had recently relocated to Las Vegas, so when he wanted to do business in Los Angeles, he went into the back of our restaurant to use the telephone.
quote by Esther Williams
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Today My Friend Died
Today my friend died,
I still cant believe my eyes.
It seems like my world has ended.
Today my friend died,
the cute face and sweet smile,
keeps flashing in front of my eyes.
Today my friend died,
my first and last best friend.
She was waiting for this day,
as she had only sorrows and troubles with her.
Today my friend died,
the friend who cared about me,
the friend who solved my problem,
the friend who always fought with life.
Today my friend died,
and I think,
I am filled with problems with no solution,
a human with no confidence,
today I am here with no hope,
I am here today without happiness.
Today my friend died,
she has stepped into my life,
as a spirit of mine.
I cannot express how important she is to me.
Today my friend died,
I recall my memories with her,
and cry....
poem by Afreen Khan
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Nostalgia-tine
A time
Not so long ago
Was a school boy
He was tender in the heart
In the very same school class
Was a young school girl
Very smart,
Locked inside his empty shyness
This school boy
Wanted to, , ,
Talk to this pretty girl
Boldly, this day,
She set her hair in sophisticated curls
And what he wanted to say, , , was
Can you,
'Come out and play'
Inside he thought
I will do this, just on another day..
In the month of February
Exchanging cards was customary
On this school girls desk
Sat a box
Skilfully decorated
And craftily created
In the colors of the season
Red, Bright and White
Wow, the boy thought
'What a glaring sight'!
A little slot cut on the top
A place to make a dropp
Secure and sealed this
Decorated box
Its job was
Safeguarding all her precious
Little cards
Breaking from his school boy shyness
Reaching inside his pocket
Where kept his
Hand painted card
Drawn upon the white paper
Is his little heart
Howard Johnson
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Mommy, why does daddy cuss the TV and call it Howard?
quote by Howard Cosell
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I Have A Friend
I have a friend who cannot walk
I have a friend all he does is talk
I have a friend, Philippe is his name
I have a friend and we are just the same
I have a friend he’s seventeen years old
I have a friend who has a heart of gold
I have a friend who would catch me if I fall
It is only that he has no legs at all
I have a friend and when my friend was seven
A car ran over him and he almost went to heaven
I have a friend with a smile that I adore
I have a friend who lives in a house of four
I have a friend his family is his home
I have a friend who dreams of visiting Rome
I have a friend who is still finishing school
Yet some people tell him that for that he is a fool
I have a friend they say he is disabled
He has no legs and for that he is labeled
I have a friend who has a friend
They were made for each other; their love will never end
I have a friend who likes to name the stars
I have a friend and what he hates is cars
I have a friend who’s happier than you and me
I have a friend who’s shown me how happy I can be
I have a friend who’s had his bad times too
I have a friend who’s better than me and you
I have a friend so dear to me and kind
That another one like him I shall never find!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Going Grey
I woke up late this morning
And looked into the mirror
But the woman looking back at me
Had a grey streak in her hair
Where did this grey streak come from?
It wasn’t there last night
How did it get into my hair?
My god I looked a sight
I washed and I washed my hair 3 times
And washed my hair some more
But the grey it would not come out
And I was getting stressed for sure
I grabbed the phone to ring my friend
And said get your arse round here
I have a big problem that you need to fix
And bring all your hairdressing gear
Half an hour seemed like a life time
Before my friend was here
She said what’s all the fuss about
I sobbed and wept oh dear
I removed the towel from round my head
Well I didn’t want anyone to see
Look I’ve got greyness in my hair
And I’m only thirty three
She sat me down to have a look
And said don’t worry dear
We can soon cover all that up
With hair dye, so don’t fear
She put this dye upon my head
And then made me a brew
He had to wait for ages
Until the colour did come threw
So now I feel much better
And don’t need to get irate
I don’t have any grey streaks now
And my hair looks really great
poem by Lynn Cowman
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My name is E. Howard Hunt. I'm currently retired from more than 22 years in the profession of espionage.
quote by E. Howard Hunt
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Years May Come
(howard houston)
Producer for bonnie: howard houston
Heartaches and so much pain
Cry out to you in vain
Ill keep my promises, oh darling
Dont let this sweet love die
So many reasons why
Ill keep my promises oh darling, oh yeah
Ill wait for you my sweet love
*years may come
And years may go
Still theres one thing that I know
That my heart is only beating
Just for you, darling
Only a fool would let you go
I will always love you so
For my heart is only waiting just for you
Time passes by so slow
With every hour I know
Ill keep my promises, sweet darling
The stories that you hear
Jealous words have no fear
Ill keep my promises, sweet darling, oh, oh
I adore you my, sweet love
*repeat
*repeat
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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The regular guy still relates to him and Howard is a $500 million guy now who dates a model and drives about in a limo all day. But Howard still knows how to make a plumber laugh and those guys still have him on in the morning, because he is a real talent.
quote by Artie Lange
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Stand Aside John Howard
Stand aside John Howard and leave some one else take over you've had your go and you've failed to impress
For seven years you've been Prime Minister of Australia and without you there would be more happiness
The Country would be better off without you and you've clung to power in such a sneaky way
History will treat you less kind than did the Aussie voters
It's time perhaps that you called it a day.
As a leader you have only been divisive and you'll always be
seen as a lesser light
The Country now needs someone with more goodwill a leader whom the people behind can unite
You fought the last election on boat people and you've clung to power by preying on the voters fears
Move over John leave someone else take over you've only caused mistrust in seven years
If you feel the Country cannot do without you here's news for you John you have got it wrong
You are just an old style tory politician and back there in the fifties you belong
Australia will go on no matter who comes or goes and the Country will do nicely without you
Stand aside John and take your huge retirement packet a good
P.M. Aussies are overdue.
Stand aside John Howard for you have had your innings and you've clung to power in your own cunning way
You won your last election at the expense of boat people on the fears of Aussie voters you seized your chance to prey
Your Government demonised misplaced people and as a P.M. you have been so small
And you have sullied an Australian icon the Aussie belief in a fair go for all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The VIP Visitor
The Queen had visitors that day,
'twas Howard, John, head of Down Under.
She asked him 'would it be okay
if prior to the storm and thunder
which is expected early eve
that you and I, the Royal Queen
take with the carriage our leave,
to make the rounds and thus be seen.
The commoners enjoy the sight.
So they went off,8 shiny horses
she talked and Howard thought he might
bring up the subject of divorces
because he was a nosy man.
The Queen was steering with much skill
when suddenly, near number ten
the leading horse, his name was Will
released a cloud of toxic gas
which, in the company of thunder
had come out of the horse's ass
and scared the Aussie from Down Under.
'Oh, pardon me', the Queen exclaimed
' it is an unexpected force',
says Howard: 'Do not be ashamed,
at first I thought it was the horse.'
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Unknown
The place like twilight
Parting between sleep and thought
Not quite across the threshold of unconsciousness
In its door way
There I stand
Allowing adventure to grand
The place where I can go
No one will know
It is thought, and I control
Where I rule over despair and hidden depths
Finding it filled with Ghosts, Angels,
And alluring beauity
Couriously watching
A constant parade
Filled with the choice of people
And things of the imagination.
The power that I have
Above lust and infatuation.
Will I allow myself in wishful sin
Or the innocence of, , ,
Hello, , , , I love you
And to say that without remorse or restraint
Your acceptance, taken with a smile :)
The place where I can go
Without my influence of my control
Come would you..
Come would you, , to hold my hand
Mine lock into yours,
Yours in mine
Lashing our fingers
To Feel warm connection of companionship
Touching softly is more invoking
Presenting me with the feeling of your absence.
A drifting world,
Filled with color, music and wamrth
All is left behind that can distract...
Us
Would you come?
Come along with me...
To depths of unchanging peace..
Venture with me
To those places
where I have not yet.......
Dreamed
Howard Johnson
poem by Howard Johnson
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My Friend...
Hatred filled me up
Lost! ...Give me a map
Seen a friend I named HOPE
Though my friend does not dope
My friend's always up high
I always keep an eye
My friend is tough
My friend doesn't cough
My friend can't laugh
Everytime i see my friend
I can see the solution for my problem to end
Smile i could send
My friend is the only one i want to hang
My friend is not a snake, My friend don't have a fang
My friend soon, I will hang to you
NO my friend, not when i'm blue
It'll be when i get so bored w/ happiness
As well as with loneliness
When i'm plainly who i am
and everyhting seems calm
My friend, it wil be so soon
and i will be your own
my friend hope,
who doesn't dope
but my friend is a special ROPE.
poem by Aez NewHeller
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A Real Friend in one's life....
A friend is a tissue when you can't stop crying,
A friend is a shoulder when you feel like dying,
A friend is always there to listen when you have something to say,
A friend is weak when you just need a day,
A friend is a crutch when you have a broken heart,
A friend is a glue when some thing falls a part,
A friend is a phone call when you can't leave your home,
A friend is a when you feel all alone,
A friend is a wing if you want to fly,
A friend is one who understands without knowing why,
A friend is an ear for a secret to tell,
And at last.......
A friend is a love, happiness, care and joy that can never let go in one's life.........
poem by Ralph Acosta
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I don't agree with everything he did in his life, but we're dealing with this Howard Hughes, at this point. And also ultimately the flaw in Howard Hughes, the curse so to speak.
quote by Martin Scorsese
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