Ars Gratia Artis
ARS GRATIA ARTIS
‘Hoc fecit Keating’ – he’ll attest:
“Hock, fake it, cheating – we’ll arrest! ”
24 July 1977
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Cushions
When my leaders
Sit in the assembly halls,
For legislation,
With fake brains, fake thoughts,
Fake eyes, fake looks,
Fake existence, fake appearance,
Fake education, fake degrees,
They seem to me
Fake, fake beings,
As if
Some one has placed cushions,
On the sofas and chairs;
Cushions stuffed
With rags of worn out jeans
Or old pieces of sacks
Made of jute.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Fake Out In Buenos Aires
Fake out
Fake in
Fake it to me
What is fake?
Fake t.v.
Land of a thousand fake outs
Fake worse than death
In buenos aires
In buenos aires
Fake out
Fake in
Fakers delight
Fake your claim
Fake around the clock
Winner fake all
Three fakes, youre out
In buenos aires
In buenos aires
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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I like 1977 because it is more primitive. If it were modern day, like one Universal guy was like wouldn't they just use their cell phone? I guess he did not read that it was 1977 in the script.
quote by Rob Zombie
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E.L. Well, there are these rules that guys have, an understanding as to what exactly constitutes cheating. Take your situation for example it's not cheating. It's never cheating when you're in a different area code, not to mention a different state.
Ave Maria (feat. Luciano Pavarotti) (live)
ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tuae, jesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Benedictus fructus ventris tuae
Tuae, jesus
Ave maria
song performed by by Cranberries
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Ave Maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tuae, jesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Benedictus fructus ventris tuae
Tuae, jesus
Ave maria
song performed by by Cranberries
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Plastic Bag
1977 and we are going mad
It's 1977 and we've seen to many ads
1977 and we're gonna show them all
That apathy's a drag
My mind is like a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish
That is fed in through by ear
I eat kleenex for breakfast
And use soft hygienic weetabix
To dry my tears
My mind is like a switchboard
With crossed and tangled lines
Contented with confusion
That is plugged into my head
I dont't know what's going on
It's the operators job, not mine
I said
My dreams I daren't remember
Or tell you what I've seen
I dreamt that I was hitler
The ruler of the see
The ruler of the universe
The ruler of the supermarkets
And even fatalistic me
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Plastic Bag
1977 and we are going mad
It's 1977 and we've seen to many ads
1977 and we're gonna show them all
That apathy's a drag
My mind is like a plastic bag
That corresponds to all those ads
It sucks up all the rubbish
That is fed in through by ear
I eat kleenex for breakfast
And use soft hygienic weetabix
To dry my tears
My mind is like a switchboard
With crossed and tangled lines
Contented with confusion
That is plugged into my head
I dont't know what's going on
It's the operators job, not mine
I said
My dreams I daren't remember
Or tell you what I've seen
I dreamt that I was hitler
The ruler of the see
The ruler of the universe
The ruler of the supermarkets
And even fatalistic me
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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The Thoughts Of You
Laying in bed
Thinking about you again
It almost feel like cheating
Not the phyical cheating
But mentally cheating
On the one who
Lays beside me tonight
I can't seem to stop
Wishing it was you
Instead of him
I just wished you would
Hurry up and marry her already
Just so I know that
There's no hope that
I'll ever get my chance with you
Ave Maria
(traditional)
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Ave ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedictus tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tui, iesus
Ave maria
Mater dei
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Ora ora pro nobis
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Nunc, et in hora mortis
In hora mortis nostrae
In hora mortis mortis nostrae
In hora mortis nostrae
Ave maria
Ave maria
Maria gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Ave ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tui, iesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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July....
July is the month where the families get the barbeque grills fired up.
July is the month where the night sky is light up with fire works.
July is the month where many families go out of town to be with family.
July is the month where many kids are dreary because it’s a month away for school.
July is the month where America gets to celebrate its independence from England.
July is the month where many people are dying of the heat of the summer.
July is my favorite month because it’s the time that I get to be myself around my family.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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Ardath
Consuming passion to inhale deeply
life's felt thirst, a staircase to steeply
untamed and of ghostly Hades bows
as Nymphs from dark, death bestow.
A strength of spirit, romancing avid,
sword craftsman fought Almoravid
glory endows, wrought armory spry
Hades bestows, Orthodoxy complies
Warrior of border, honor imperium
Alea iacta est, Alis volat Aeternum
purple day flower, agile to abreact,
one day to live, and sign Pluton pact.
Guardian of border, 'alis volat propriis'
death challenges her 'Ars gratia artis'
Devoid of fear, 'Amat victoria curam'
Honors to 'viam inveniam aut faciam'
Poetic scripts as 'Aurora Musis amat'
A warrioress of Border line, Ardath
a lady to 'Bene legere saecla vincere'
'Beneficium accipere libertatem est vendere'
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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To Attest To It
You're very much humane!
With your love towards me and of your concerns;
To attest to it,
For the very intent,
To support me,
For, everything in this life is possible! !
And, to attest to it from my experiences,
Because, you're very much humane.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Heart Is In July
shifting away from June's bud
to leave dandelions scattered in the yard
this dawn of July
marks the end of a lie
a lie from past season
for a strong reason
in July
robin will make herself shy
and cover her reddish breast
with her celestial hued crest
then flap her wings to fly
close against the sky
i want to kiss July
and make July
lasting forever
in beauty but not ephemeral
i will preserve July
on my canvas and with magic brush
so that she will be enthralled and blush
i will paint July
with charming colour
so that she will be captured in delight
and her soul enraptured
because my heart is in July.
poem by Niji Chrys
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Saturday In The Park
Saturday in the park
I think it was the fourth of july
Saturday in the park
I think it was the fourth of july
People dancing, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing italian songs
(fake italian lyric)
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And Ive been waiting such a long time
For saturday
Saturday in the park
Youd think it was the fourth of july
Saturday in the park
Youd think it was the fourth of july
People talking, really smiling
A man playing guitar
Singing for us all
Will you help him change the world
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And Ive been waiting such a long time
For today
Slow motion riders fly the colors of the day
A bronze man still can tell stories his own way
Listen children all is not lost
All is not lost
Funny days in the park
Every days the fourth of july
Funny days in the park
Every days the fourth of july
People reaching, people touching
A real celebration
Waiting for us all
If we want it, really want it
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And Ive been waiting such a long time
For the day
song performed by by Chicago
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Maybe I Know
Maybe I know that shes been a-cheating
Maybe I know that shes been untrue
But what can I do
I hear them whispering as I walk by
Shes gonna break his heart and make him cry
I know its me theyre talking about
I bet they all think Ill never find out
But maybe I know that shes been a-cheating
Maybe I know that shes been untrue
But what can I do
Deep down inside she loves me
Though she may run around
I know someday shell love me
Someday shell settle down
But maybe I know that shes been a-cheating
Maybe I know that shes been untrue
But what can I do
Oh, maybe I know that shes been a-cheating
Maybe I know that shes been untrue
But what can I do
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Dulce et Decorum
DULCE ET DECORUM
Above brave soldiers’ graves green spears grow high,
crops wave gold ears, they’ve witnessed years flow by.
Poppy enclave scene: tears keen, winds sigh,
here rinse entrenched biers clean – who heeds their cry?
30 July 1977
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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It Was July
I am resurrected, after dying for want of you,
It all came down upon me in sunny July,
Where had you gone, I wish I knew,
That I care no more, should come as no surprise,
I can live without you now,
It's like I never loved you at all,
The numbness seeped in after my death,
It was in July, if you recall,
Things were fine in May and June,
I don't know what I did wrong,
But in July you sang a different tune,
And you left me all alone,
My heart once again belongs to me,
As I look back to last July,
The sunshine once again I see,
No tears to cloud my eyes,
So let me stay as you left me,
I won't even say goodbye,
You're now a fading memory,
But I'll never forget July,
poem by Vallerie Lobell
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Its No Secret
Written: stock aitken waterman
X4: its no secret (echoed)
1:
When I first met you
How you changed my life that day
But when each tomorrow
You just seem to drift away
Then I discovered
That you were cheating
You were cheating on me
But I was the last to know
Ooh, ooh
Chorus:
Our love was a lie
And its no secret
Its no secret
How you hurt me inside
And its no secret
Because you told everybody
2:
Didnt I really love you
You know I gave you all my heart
When I put my arms around you
I never thought wed ever part
Ooh, ooh
Then I discovered
I guess you couldnt love me
Like you said you love me
Ohh, no
Why was I the last to know
Chorus:
Bridge:
All of my life
I was looking for someone
Just like you
You shattered my dreams
Tore me apart
What can I do
(you were cheating)
(you were cheating on me)
But I was the last to know
Chorus:
(repeat & fade)
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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The Weaving (Love Poem)
July was always the month for me. I cling
to July as if there are no doubts about
July. I feel human enough and animal enough
in July. I identify with those harvests flying
just above the rock walls, and then bursting
from themselves into the ground, into each other.
I'm talking about a plain garden with apricots
and lemons, where the cicadas play in the sage but never
show their watery guitars. And what is that harvest
all about? Their music is a harvest, an overflowing
harvest, whether those musicians and their instruments
are visible, or not.
I'm saying I have everything in July. I'm saying
that July is the birth of it. July
the spiders born in the camellias. July
the hummingbird and the olive―
and that's Linda Janakos' hummingbird
asleep in her lap, that's Linda Janakos' olive,
the one with the breast inside of it.
This is what my sister stitched
to the weaving inside her brother's head.
poem by Doren Robbins
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