Confessions Of A Crook
'Yes,
I did it.
And as soon as my book,
'Confessions Of A Crook' is published...
And released,
I will be available for all media interviews.
After I've spent a few weeks,
Being rehabilitated...
Of course!
Anything to show the kids,
What not to do.
Especially what I did! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fresh Blood
Now confessions have been professed.
After heartbreaks have occurred,
And many needless deaths...
Have been left to upset!
Now...
Confessions have been professed,
But why not before?
Before a book has been written?
And before the media is contacted?
To get one publicity and press...
Before a book release,
With a promise of lucrative sells to impress.
Fresh blood is on the table!
Fresh blood is there!
But not to clear a consciousness.
Of 'that' you can bet.
One of morals and consciousness,
Had never expressed that at all,
To be intially something they had...
To have others believe and made aware!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One survey that I saw that was published I think in Variety or Electronic Media within the last three weeks says that now the average hour of radio in the United States has 18 minutes of commercials.
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Doing is the pleasure
Energy, time and money and a lot
Have been spent to get a book published.
It went unread. Yet the author gets
Rewarded with the pleasure of his act
That released him from the burden of his act,
and from the burden of his desire and urge.
The conceived child must be delivered
The conceived thought should be delivered.
26.10.2002, Trichur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm just there to do interviews and stuff, because we have about 40 media people there, so it's a very, very busy week. But that's the only time. I did marry, I think on one show, about 25 couples in Acapulco Bay once, but that was all just for kicks.
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I wanted to be the perfect artist. I'd do three hours of media interviews a day, going to every radio station I could squeeze in. I'd sign autographs after the show until everybody left.
quote by Clint Black
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Book Crook
Crazy Books give Crazy Looks
WHEN A CROOK SAW A BOOK IN A BOOKSTORE HE HAD A LOOK LIKE A CROOK HE TOOK THE BOOK BECAUSE HE HAD TO HAVE IT HE HAD THE LAPD ON HIM LIKE A PUP HE HAD THIS COP AND GAVE HIM A POP AND SCURIED ON HIS HURRIED WAY HE STOPPED TO HAVE A LITTLE WHEY
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Sad (but True)
a poet in residence
published his last book
in 1982
his body was discovered
several weeks later
at 49
it was found next to a bottle
of gin and a
.44 caliber gun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Is Because Of The Media
'The media is the reason for our problems.
The media is the reason for our dysfunctions.
The media is the reason why there is conflict.
The media is the reason our kids are the way they are.
The media is the reason for racism and division.
The media is the reason why the economy is perceived,
To be knocking on death's door.
And it is because of the media our great country,
Has fallen into dire straits and has less educated citizens! '
That's a wrap, Sarah.
Very well done.
Now we do have you scheduled for that magazine shoot.
With you standing on the pier in common street clothes.
Very representative of the people.
As well as very clever.
Now...
Should we re-schedule the talk show for next week?
Or...
Should we keep it and move your appearance for the fund-raiser?
Since your announcement...
We have been overflooded with requests.
'What are the ratings for the talk show?
I want to know their demographics.
Also...
Do not schedule any of my activities around the playoffs.
Last year PBS refused to carry my message!
And it is important that my followers know how the media is used,
To manipulate their thinking process.
And that is the reason my campaign is important.
These are issues that must be prioritized...
And addressed!
IF we are going to move forward as a nation!
And get out of this mess!
Here are my questions to be asked,
By those selected reporters.
I need to freshen up before the press conference begins.
Make sure all cameras are placed behind,
Those who flew in from Hollywood.
They are filming a documentary...
To be used to solicit potential donors.
And I need as much as I can get,
To offset my travel expenses.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My feet never touched the ground. Lots of good groups with crazy and unique images. It was wild. I spent all of my time doing gigs, TV appearances, interviews, or recording. I could write a book - and probably will.
quote by Suzi Quatro
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True Confessions
I tried to tell you
But the words always came out wrong
You never knew it
But I loved you all along
Are we two worlds in collision
Maybe it's time for you to listen to my
CHORUS:
True confessions
My love, I'm givin' you
My true confessions
Show love when you hear my
True Confessions
Never meant to hurt you
I was lonely and she was so kind
One stolen moment
That I can't get off my mind
Let's end this silent suspicion
Baby it's time for you to listen to my
CHORUS
No more hiding the rage
Gotta let it out of this cage
So won't you show me you care
Ooh baby, won't you share
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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8 Weeks
8 weeks to live
8 weeks to die
8 weeks is all they had
8 weeks to do the things they never did
8 weeks of fighting
8 weeks of trying to fit everything in
8 weeks of pain, suffering, and confusion
8 weeks of faking a smile
8 weeks of repetition
8 weeks of knowing they were nearing the end
8 weeks of love from friends and family
8 weeks…the shortest/longest, most hurtful/helpful weeks of their lives
8 weeks later…knowing they’ll never be able to do the things they’ve always wanted to
8 weeks later…now realizing he’ll never see her walk, at graduation nor down the aisle
8 weeks later…close friends and family now in shambles
8 weeks later…close friends and family never closer
8 weeks later…here we are
poem by Anthony Martello
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Just Kidding!
JUST KIDDING
Edward Iacona
The amount of children a family has
Brings an historical fascination.
From the 1700's to the present day
Regardless of the nation.
Judging from all the coverage,
On TV and in magazines,
Having many children now,
Is still odd, or so it seems.
There are interviews and reality shows,
They are the darlings of the media.
From the Dionne's to the 'Octomom',
They are all on Wikipedia.
It is the considered opinion,
Of this thoughtful New Yorker,
That the reason these gals have so many kids,
UIs that they are the victims of a 'storker'.
poem by Edward Iacona
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Purpose Meant
They complain about the media.
Those who use it and abuse it!
They say it is unfair...
And declare its worthlessness.
But millions are spent,
To convince and capture with attention.
And as long as what is printed,
Or seen on TV screens...
Does not demean as intended.
They maintain that the media...
Is on a mission to destroy their deceptions!
And they use the media to campaign against,
Its effectiveness to reveal an undermining...
Purpose meant!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This brought on the news media, TV crews, interviews, and numerous public appearances.
quote by Ryan White
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I accepted the interviews and encounters that had to be held with the media, but I would have preferred to work in peace.
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Satisfied
Im still crazy for you, everything that you do
Just wanna keep you satisfied
Every trick in the book, girl by hook or by crook
Gonna keep you satisfied
Youve become an addiction, somehow I cant resist
Let me make a prediction, now I know what Ive missed
In my heart theres a whole lot of lovin
A feelin I cant deny
I cant ignore if I wanted, so baby why should I try
Im still crazy for you, everything that you do
Just wanna keep you satisfied
Every trick in the book, girl by hook or by crook
Gonna keep you satisfied
Well my heart still pounds like a hammer
Every time you get close to me
And my pulse starts to race
At the thought of your embrace
And my mind blows naturally
Dont think I take you for granted
Thats something Id never do
Whatever you need to be happy
Just ask and Ill give it to you
Im still crazy crazy for you, everything that you do
Just wanna keep you satisfied
Every trick in the book, girl by hook or by crook
Gonna keep you satistied
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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True Confessions
Before you tell me to go, Ive got to let you know
How youre makin my temperature rise
I let you use me, you tried to abuse me, you tell me youre not very nice
Im not your social security, Im not your star opportunity, yeah
Oh baby, you can have me absolutely, wont you give me
True confessions, true confessions, true confessions
Thats all Im askin for, yeah
I do things to make you crazy inside
And baby thats one thing you know you cant hide
You ask me why, whats your confession
Well baby, the truth is, youre in my possession tonight
True confessions, true confessions, true confessions
Thats all Im askin for, yeah
Im not your social security, Im not your star opportunity, yeah
Oh baby, you can have me absolutely, wont you give me
True confessions, true confessions, true confessions (repeats out)
song performed by by Kiss
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Sling It!
Blimey! Ain't it gittin' tough?
Life gits 'arder day by day.
First a bloke ain't got enough
Words for wot 'e wants to say;
Then some nark; with nix to do,
Cuts vocab'laries in two.
'Ow can coots ixpress their souls?
Many a noble song is sung
By crook lips; an' music rolls
Off full many a slangy tongue.
Many a word o' wisdom's spoke
By some reel dead leery bloke.
Still in all, I gotter own,
If pure lingo we would teach,
Young kids' minds 'ad best be sown
With some dinkum slabs of speech.
Shove this matter in each book:
'Sling the slang; it's all dead crook.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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I read a book
I read a book
Not to enhance my looks
I read a book
Maybe to avoid being a crook
I read a book
Not just to learn how to cook
I read a book
To ascertain how to defend my rights
Not just to acquire knowledge
Reading a book I pledge,
Is one of the roads to the light
I read a book
To understand how a kings territory
Is defended with pieces such as the rook
I read a book
So there will be no questions asked
When I count correctly what you took
I read a book
So that I play not ignorant
Now on life I’ve a different outlook
I read a book
So if I come up with all the right answers
I will know for sure it is not merely a fluke
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Swollen Knuckles
From where I sit...
And I have had those opportunities,
To sit and observe from various places.
In different environments.
And conversed with an assortment,
Of those with both frowns and smiles on their faces.
I've come to notice,
The ones rehabilitated and returning from their time,
Spent incarcerated in prisons.
And so prepared to share with an uplifting.
Those same folks,
Who objected to those who sat with patience,
And had wisdom.
Only now perceive themselves,
To have acquired advice...
With a willingness to share it.
And finding themselves dismissed,
By the very ones they attempted to con.
As if to sit behind bars is the only way to learn lessons.
'OH...
I do understand where you are and where you've been.
And those frustrations you have with newfound concerns.
Oh...
I am not above thinking there is nothing I can learn.
We all make choices.
And my choice was to receive my lessons not sitting in a prison.
And since you've been rehabilitated,
You have more opportunities than I do.
My knuckles have been swollen from knocking on doors for years.
And here you are...
With a Bible and job offers.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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