As The Master Suggests
Wasn't it just yesterday,
It was said...
He was too incompetent to lead.
And today they hope he succeeds,
To keep them protected...
From experiencing total economic devastation.
And yes,
The situation is a mess.
But guess who's gotta clean up...
After they have treated themselves,
Less than guests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda,
As the master suggests?
Then joke...
Sitting from a chair,
Known to be the master's favorite seat.
Overlooking the cleanup.
And sharing jokes with similar minds...
About eating fried chicken,
Watermelon.
And who commits all the crime!
Producing babies 'they' can't feed.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
Me!
Wasn't it just yesterday,
It was said...
He was too incompetent to lead.
And today they hope he succeeds,
To keep them protected...
From experiencing total economic devastation.
And yes,
The situation is a mess.
But guess who's gotta clean up...
After they have treated themselves,
Less than guests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda,
As the master suggests?
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
Guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
And guess who's left to paint the veranda?
As the master suggests.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Am I a master
I am the master, master of art
have painted true pictures,
of rising sun, mountain, sea
through jungles flowing rivers,
shining stars, birds, cloudy sky,
can paint anything and everything.
insects, lions, bear and deer.
just like the living things.
I am the master, master of art,
can make my own paint and brush
Alas! but cannot create raw material
of any of paint, brush or canvas.
Oh! can not paint these seven
which are made only in heaven:
smell, touch, look, hear and taste,
emotions, thought and breathe.
No, I am not the master, master of art
can paint uncountable things yet not.
Not possible to paint love and laugh
I have to go again and again to learn
to the supreme master, who painted
the universe, stars, moon and sun
(C) S. D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Sisters
In the vine-shadows on the veranda;
under the yellow leaves, in the cooling sun,
sit two sisters. Their slow voices run
like little winter creeks, dwindled by frost and wind,
and the square of sunlight moves on the veranda.
They remember the gay young men on their tall horses
who came courting; the dancing and the smells of leather
and wine, the girls whispering by the fire together;
even their dolls and ponies, all they have left behind
moves in the yellow shadows on the veranda.
Thinking of their lives apart and the men they married
thinking of the marriage-bed and the birth of their first
child,
they look down smiling. “My life was wide and wild,
and who can know my heart? There in that golden jungle
I walk alone,” say the old sisters on the veranda.
poem by Judith Wright
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I Dont Wanna Know
Well you followed me this far
Did you find out whats inside
Can you tell me what Im doing
Is it something I should hide
I dont know for sure
I dont wanna find out what I left there for
Im not scared and Im not lonely
Saving all my money or my breath
Im not looking for an answer
Or anyone to second guess no
You told me all your secrets
And I filled you up with lies
Now Im living honestly
Because I said goodbye
I cant go home anymore
I dont wanna find out what I left there for
Im not scared and Im not lonely
Saving all my money or my breath
Im not looking for an answer
Im not asking anyone to second guess
I was losing all my senses
I was losing all control
It was getting so offensive
Now you want me back for more
And I just wont go
If you think you know the answers
Youve got a lot of gall
Cause it gives you satisfaction
Knowing nothing at all
I dont care anymore
And I dont wanna find out what I left there for
What I left there for
Im not scared and Im not lonely
Saving all my money or my breath
Im not looking for an answer
Im not asking anyone to take a second guess no
Im not scared and Im not lonely
Saving all my money or my breath yeah
Im not looking for an answer
Im not asking anyone to take a second guess no
Take a second guess yeah
Take a second guess yeah
(hey)
Take a second guess yeah
(hey)
Take a second guess yeah
Take a second guess
(I cant talk to you)
Take a second guess
(yeah, yeah I know)
Take a second guess
(well I gotta go okay)
Take a second guess
Take a second guess
(over one billion served)
Take a second guess
Oh yeah
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Sitting On The Veranda
Sitting on the veranda
watching the world go on its way.
The sun is out and the sky is blue,
you can see forever
as you rest back in your chair
with not a worry in the world to bother you.
Just sitting on the veranda
watching the world go on its way.
A gentle breeze rustles the leaves
that is in front of you,
a gentle breeze to ease
the weariest of souls
as you sit and relax on the veranda
leaving the rest of the world
a million miles away.
21 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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Paint Brush
We forget
We’re humans in disguise
We lust for angels
We lust for demons
We cannot exorcise the human inside.
We paint a layer of lies
No water can wash it off
Human doesn’t let paint spread
In the end humans peel paint off.
Some are left buried
With paint left unpeeled
The paint dries away
But human never dehydrates.
We may paint on thorns,
But flowers we remain inside.
poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
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You Don't Have To Paint Me A Picture
The kiss was colder than I remember
When we first said hello
I guess the flame's now a little lower
I can feel you letting go
You know the pain drops a little darker
Then when you first put it on
I guess your love's like some old cheap and magic marker
Said forever nice go
But you don't have to paint me a picture
You don't have to say things at all
You don't have to paint me a picture
I can see in the writing on the wall
When we first fell, we fell a long way
Summer nights and winter days
Mountain sunrise, ocean sunset
Hand in hand in the haze
Now it's cold heart summer evenings
And there's clouds on my sunrise
But you don't have to smile and say you're happy
I can see what's in your eyes
You don't have to paint me a picture
You don't have to say things at all
You don't have to paint me a picture
I can see in the writing on the wall
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Paint Me Down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im walking into studio
Consider strange appeal
Paint me in the home
Im brushing up on sketchbook
Designs for love unreal
Paint me in the home
Oil and skin youll need to buy it
Consider what I mean
She sinks beneath thr moving pictures
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
Im soaking up the surface
Conceaiving new idea
Paint me in the home
Shes oiling up her subject
But all still life is here
Paint me in the home
All the boys with framed dimension
A cover up on lust
Hell take his pain and paint it over
Prepare the brush for me
Im craving with this need
Paint me down
Paint me down
Paint me down
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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I Need You
We used to laugh, we used to cry
We used to bow our heads then, wonder why
And now youre gone, I guess Ill carry on
And make the best of what youve left to me
Left to me, left to me
I need you like the flower needs the rain
You know I need you, guess Ill start it all again
You know I need you like the winter needs the spring
You know I need you, I need you
And every day, Id laugh the hours away
Just knowing you were thinking of me
And then it came that I was put to blame
For every story told about me
About me, about me
I need you like the flower needs the rain
You know I need you, guess Ill start it all again
You know I need you, I need you
I need you like the winter needs the spring
You know I need you, guess Ill start it all again
You know I need you, I need you
I need you like the flower needs the rain
You know I need you, guess Ill start it all again
You know I need you, I need you
I need you like the winter needs the spring
You know I need you, guess Ill start it all again
You know I need you, I need you ...
song performed by by America
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They Say
They say the future's looking bright
I guess i just can't see it
Everything's gonna be alright
I just can't believe it
They say the beat continues on
I guess i just can't hear it
It's been this way far too long
I try to grin and bear it
Hold your head up high
Stand your ground
You think you've won the prize
Take a look around
They say it's in God's hands
I guess i just don't trus him
Part of some master plan
I don't understand it
They say that heaven awaits
I guess i'm just impatient
How will i get through the gates
I guess i'll have to pray
Is there anyone listening
Won't somebody save us
Is there anyone out there
Someone we can trust
Don't walk away
Stay here with us
We're so afrad
Don't know who we can trust
Hold your head up high
Staand your ground
Take a look around, open your eyes
song performed by by 98 Mute
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I Guess I Like It Like That
Written: stock waterman, kylie minogue, phil wilde, jean-paul de coster
Intro:
I guess I like em like that
I like it like that, hey
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it like that
Come on, lets go
I guess I like em like that
Chorus:
I guess I like it
I guess I like it
I guess I like it like that
I guess I like it
I guess I like it
I guess I like it like that
Hey
I guess I like it like that
I really like it
I really like it
Chorus:
I like it like this
4x:
Gotta keep on pumpin it up cos I like it
2x:
Gotta keep on pumpin it up
Gotta keep on pumpin it up cos I like it
Chorus:
I guess I like em like that
I guess I like em like that
Oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it like that
I like it like this
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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I Know What My Master Does
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
My Master is available whenever I call.
My Master is everything and to me my all.
My Master has seen me stumble and fall,
To get up off my knees to again walk tall.
And if it wasn't for my Master I'd be left to crawl.
I am aware ot this.
I know where my Master lives.
I need no invitation to visit where He is.
I know where my Master lives.
I know what my Master does.
I witness this on a daily basis.
And not with eyes fixed on skies above.
I know what my Master does,
Can do...
And has done for me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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(It's Like You) Never Left At All
Nobody can tell me I didn't try anything
I didn't know what to do to get over you
I tried magic and potions but I could not shake you loose
From my dreams, strange as it seems
It's like you never left at all
I guess I just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Took a vacation for a month, maybe more
Made some new friends in places I've never been
But recuperation hasn't even yet begun
I'm still reachin' over for you when the morning comes
It's like you never left at all
I guess I just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
You're only illusion but you're standin' in my way
And you've got your life, it's a new life
But mine can't seem to change
It's like you never left at all
I guess I just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
song performed by by America
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Never Left At All
Written by randy goodrum, 1984
Found on perspective.
Nobody can tell me i didn't try anything
I didn't know what to do to get over you
I tried magic and potions but i could not shake you loose
From my dreams, strange as it seems
It's like you never left at all
I guess i just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Took a vacation for a month, maybe more
Made some new friends in places i've never been
But recuperation hasn't even yet begun
I'm still reachin' over for you when the morning comes
It's like you never left at all
I guess i just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
You're only illusion but you're standin' in my way
And you've got your life, it's a new life
But mine can't seem to change
It's like you never left at all
I guess i just can't forget you
It's like you never left at all
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
Somethin' inside me just won't let you go
song performed by by America
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Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You
Oh I get drunk most every night
Seems like all we do is fight
The more I drink
The less I feel blue
Sometimes I feel like an awful fool
Spendin' my life on an old bar stool
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
If this date were to be our last
I'd never sit down this glass
It'd take all the booze in the world
To forget you
You've left my heart a vacant lot
I'll fill it with another shot
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
Looks like I had my fill
Guess I better pay my bill
When I started out I only meant to have a few
Someone just said that you left town
I better get a double round
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
song performed by by John Prine
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I Wonder Why?
sometimes i wonder why you left me,
sometimes i wonder why you come back and ask for more then usual,
sometimes i wonder why you went to her and left me.
i guess im not the right one
sometimes i lay in my bed and wonder why did u leave me,
sometimes i see you walkin down the hall and i see you and then i dont see myself beside you.
i guess im not the best
sometimes i wonder to myself how can i get you back and see myself walkin down the halls with my hand in yours and my life in a safe manner.
sometimes i just wonder to myself why you have to leave and hurt me so deeply inside and then come back and want more then you never wanted before
sometimes i wonder if your just using me, and you can come back for more
i guess im not the best or the one
sometimes it kills me inside to walk through these halls and see you with her and not with me, we were so perfect together i think.
i guess wondering why will never help to get the answer you have to man upp and ask: (
poem by by unknown author
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They Oughta Name A Drink After You
Oh I get drunk most every night
Seems like all we do is fight
The more I drink
The less I feel blue
Sometimes I feel like an awful fool
Spendin my life on an old bar stool
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
If this date were to be our last
Id never sit down this glass
Itd take all the booze in the world
To forget you
Youve left my heart a vacant lot
Ill fill it with another shot
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
Looks like I had my fill
Guess I better pay my bill
When I started out I only meant to have a few
Someone just said that you left town
I better get a double round
And yes I guess they oughta name a drink after you
song performed by by John Prine
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Lord of the Flies
Oh Master my Master
Oh where have you been
I wallowed in filth and
I drowned in sin
Oh Master my Master
It's my rotten luck
To swim in the decay
And swallow the muck
Oh Master my Master
I stand in the fires
Surrounded by murderers
Thieves, cheaters, and liars
Oh Master my Master
the earth has turned red
Fluid with blood
Of the recently dead
Oh Master my Master
What's wrong with the world
The blackness unfolds
Like a flag that's unfurled
Oh Master my Master
You ignore my cries
And now I'm quite sure
You're the Lord of the Flies
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Running Out Of Fools
Sure you havent got the wrong number
Sure its me you want to talk to tonight
Everyone in towns got your number
Everyone in towns got you pegged just right
Is that why you got in touch with me
I guess you must be running out of fools
Even when you left me there crying
Your goodbye was even colder than ice
You didnt care that you left me there crying
Now you wanna break my heart twice
Is that why you got in touch with me
I guess you must be running out of fools
I guess you got back to my name in your little black book
Hey guess what I bet you forgot how I even look
So go ahead with all your sweet talking
Go ahead for all the good it will do
Have yourself a dimes worth of talking
Then Im gonna hang right up on you
Cause this time youre not getting through to me
I guess you must be running out of fools
Even fools like me
Even fools like me
I guess youre running out of fools
Even fools like me
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Signboard
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,
And hang it above your door;
A truer and better signboard
Than ever you had before.
I will paint with the skill of a master,
And many shall pause to see
This wonderful piece of painting,
So like the reality.
I will paint yourself, rumseller,
As you wait for that fair young boy,
Just in the morning of manhood,
A mother’s pride and joy.
He has no thought of stopping,
But you greet him with a smile
And you seem so blithe and friendly,
That he pauses a chat awhile.
I will paint you again, rumseller,
I will paint you as you stand,
With a foaming glass of liquor
Extended in your hand.
He wavers, but you urge him –
Drink, pledge me just this one!
And he takes the glass and drains it,
And the hellish work is done.
And next I will paint a drunkard –
Only a year has flown,
But into that loathesome creature
The fair young boy has grown.
The work was sure and rapid.
I will paint him as he lies
In a torpid, drunken slumber,
Under the wintry skies.
I will paint the form of the mother
As she kneels at her darling’s side,
Her beautiful boy that was dearer
Than all the world beside.
I will paint the shape of a coffin
Labelled with one word – ‘Lost’
I will paint all this, rumseller,
And will paint it free of cost.
The sin and the shame and the sorrow,
The crime and the want and the woe
That are born there in your workshop,
No hand can paint, you know
But I’ll paint you a sign, rumseller,
And many shall pause to view
This wonderful swinging signboard,
So terribly, fearfully true.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Sign-Board
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,
And hang it above your door;
A truer and better signboard
Than ever you had before.
I will paint with the skill of a master,
And many shall pause to see
This wonderful piece of painting,
So like the reality.
I will paint yourself, rumseller,
As you wait for that fair young boy,
Just in the morning of manhood,
A mother's pride and joy.
He has no thought of stopping,
But you greet him with a smile,
And you seem so blithe and friendly,
That he pauses to chat awhile.
I will paint you again, rumseller,
I will paint you as you stand,
With a foaming glass of liquor
Extended in your hand.
He wavers, but you urge him-
Drink, pledge me just this one!
And he takes the glass and drains it,
And the hellish work is done.
And next I will paint a drunkard-
Only a year has flown,
But into that loathsome creature
The fair young boy has grown.
The work was sure and rapid.
I will paint him as he lies
In a torpid, drunken slumber,
Under the wintry skies.
I will paint the form of the mother
As she kneels at her darling's side,
Her beautiful boy that was dearer
Than all the world beside.
I will paint the shape of a coffin,
Labeled with one word-'lost,'
I will paint all this, rumseller,
And will paint it free of cost.
The sin and the shame and the sorrow,
The crime and the want and the woe
That are born there in your workshop,
No hand can paint, you know.
But I'll paint you a sign, rumseller,
And many shall pause to view
This wonderful swinging signboard,
So terribly, fearfully true.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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