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Delivering What Is Requested

No need to pay me to be pleasant.
I am pleasant.
My parents gifted my sisters and I,
With a high degree of integrity.
In fact...
My entire family,
Has that as our greatest asset!

However...
And I must say this,
If one should intentionally step on our toes...
We will do the best to break a nose.
On a face that chooses to be exposed.

That's it.
With no further explanations needed.
Some will call that a mutual exchange,
Of ignorance.

We somehow believe...
It is delivering what is requested.
One gets.
And receives.

That pleasantness isn't given to be tested.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting This Kind of Mistreatment

When someone says to you,
Your assistance is not needed.
Nor any suggestions from you they've requested.
And you sense you are being treated like a pest.
A nuisance they rather disregard,
That makes you get upset?
Take deep breaths and little steps...
Closer to the nearest exit,
To leave!
And forget the episode!

Something about you annoys.
But you do not have to be annoyed,
By anyone's display of ignorance.
See it for what it is and retreat.

And IF...
You have a need,
To repeat getting this kind of mistreatment?
Next time...
Just rollover on the floor,
After being walked on.
And play dead!

Perhaps by delivering this reaction,
You will accomplish a mutual satisfaction.
That pleases what is sought and understood.
With something acceptable for you,
That has been achieved.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Don't Welcome Bitter Fits

I don't have a spicy tongue,
Normally exposed.
Until somebody stands too close,
To step on my toes.

I don't welcome bitter fits,
Instantly to show...
To anybody who should know,
When to get up and go.

I am respectful,
Until I can't be...
To those people unaware,
Of what this means.

I try to be accountable,
Without apologies.
I make sure I'm there,
Taking care...
Of responsibilities.

I don't welcome bitter fits,
Instantly to show...
To anybody who should know,
When to get up and go.

I don't have a spicy tongue,
Normally exposed.
Until somebody stands too close,
To step on my toes.
And when somebody does that,
My ignorance shows.

I don't welcome bitter fits,
Instantly to show...
To anybody who should know,
When to get up and go.

I don't have a spicy tongue,
Normally exposed.
Until somebody stands too close,
To step on my toes.
And when somebody does that,
My ignorance shows.

I am respectful,
Until I can't be...
To those people unaware,
Of what this means.

I don't welcome bitter fits,
Instantly to show...
To anybody who should know,
When to get up, leave and go.

I can be respectful,
Until I can't be...
To anybody unaware of what this means.

And I don't welcome bitter fits.
Or think of them as benefits...
When somebody gets me heated,
And my ignorance shows...
The moment someone gets too close to step on my toes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Pobble Who Has No Toes

The Pobble who has no toes
Had once as many as we;
When they said "Some day you may lose them all;"
He replied "Fish, fiddle-de-dee!"
And his Aunt Jobiska made him drink
Lavender water tinged with pink,
For she said "The World in general knows
There's nothing so good for a Pobble's toes!"

The Pobble who has no toes
Swam across the Bristol Channel;
But before he set out he wrapped his nose
In a piece of scarlet flannel.
For his Aunt Jobiska said "No harm
Can come to his toes if his nose is warm;
And it's perfectly known that a Pobble's toes
Are safe, -- provided he minds his nose!"

The Pobble swam fast and well,
And when boats or ships came near him,
He tinkledy-blinkledy-winkled a bell,
So that all the world could hear him.
And all the Sailors and Admirals cried,
When they saw him nearing the further side -
"He has gone to fish for his Aunt Jobiska's
Runcible Cat with crimson whiskers!"

But before he touched the shore,
The shore of the Bristol Channel,
A sea-green porpoise carried away
His wrapper of scarlet flannel.
And when he came to observe his feet,
Formerly garnished with toes so neat,
His face at once became forlorn,
On perceiving that all his toes were gone!

And nobody ever knew,
From that dark day to the present,
Whoso had taken the Pobble's toes,
In a manner so far from pleasant.
Whether the shrimps, or crawfish grey,
Or crafty Mermaids stole them away -
Nobody knew: and nobody knows
How the Pobble was robbed of his twice five toes!

The Pobble who has no toes
Was placed in a friendly Bark,
And they rowed him back, and carried him up
To his Aunt Jobiska's Park.
And she made him a feast at his earnest wish
Of eggs and buttercups fried with fish, -
And she said "It's a fact the whole world knows,
That Pobbles are happier without their toes!"

poem by Edward Lear
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Mr Pleasant

Oh mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant?
I hope the world is treating you right,
And your heads in the air,
And youre feeling so proud,
cause youre such a success,
And the whole wide world is on your side, hey hey.
How are you today?
People say mr pleasant is good,
Mr pleasant is kind,
Mr pleasants okay,
Mr pleasant dont mind.
As long as mr pleasants all right, hey hey.
How are you today?
Hows your father, hows your mother?
Hows your sister, hows your brother?
Hows your brand, new limousine,
Twenty-four inch tv screen?
Did you like prosperity
More than you liked poverty?
Life is easier, so much easier,
Life is easier now.
Oh mr pleasant, how is mrs pleasant?
Did you know she was flirting around
With another young man,
And hes taking her out
When you have to work late?
And its not so pleasant after all, hey hey.
How are you today?
People say mr pleasant is good,
Mr pleasant is kind,
Mr pleasants okay,
Mr pleasant dont mind.
As long as mr pleasants all right, hey hey.
How are you today?
Mr pleasant is good,
Mr pleasant is kind,
Mr pleasants okay.

song performed by by Kinks
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Does The Word 'Fool' Appear Anywhere On My Forehead?

My toes hurt,
From your conscious stepping upon them.
Do I forget a pain you intentionally inflicted?
Do I forgive with a letting go?
Do I keep turning my cheeks,
Until each becomes tenderized?

Will the natural color return to my eyes...
After going through crying spells,
And different shades of sorrow?

Will my urge to jump from a ledge...
Motivate you to pledge loyalty to me?
And to what degree?

I doubt any of this.
Just like I doubt your attacks on my integrity,
Was something you did not intend!

Does the word 'fool' appear anywhere on my forehead?

~No!
No it doesn't.
But I will be sure it becomes branded on mine! ~

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Romeo

A cross between a movie star
And a hero in a book
Romeo comes struttin in
And everybody looks
cause hes just got that special thang
That everybody needs
And everybody wants him
But not as bad as me
Hey, romeo, where art thou
Get out here on the floor
I want to dance you darlin
til you forget wherefore
Lets two step to a new step
Well keep it all in line
And well call this the romeo
cause youre so mighty fine
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, romeo come dance with me
That sexy little body
Beats all Ive ever seen
I aint never seen a cowboy
Look that good in jeans
My temperature keeps risin
Every time we meet
I may not be in love
But let me tell you
Im in heat
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, I just know Ill get you yet
Romeo, romeo, I want to be your juliet
So step it high, step it low
Step it out and in
Step to the side and let it slide
Then steppin up again
Step on toes, it all goes
Steppin as you please
But Im one step away from love
So dont step out on me
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, romeo with the magic feet
So step it high, step it low
Step it out and in
Step to the side and let it slide
Then steppin up again
Step on toes, it all goes
Steppin as you please
But Im one step away from love
So dont step out on me
Tag:
Romeo, romeo
I just know Ill get you yet
Romeo, romeo
Wont you be my juliet
Romeo, romeo
Romeo, romeo
Fade & repeat

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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I think those who invest in mutual funds want someone else to do the thinking for them. But the fact that they can move the money around the family of mutual funds just through a phone call lets them feel that they can play tycoons.

quote by Ron Chernow
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For my sisters

The women I call sisters
Are always there
The women I call sisters
Will always care

The women I call sisters
Can make me smile when times are blue
The women I call sisters
Are always very true.

The women I call sisters
By choice, are my best of friends
The women I call sisters
Will be there with me till the world ends

The women I call sisters
Are blessings from God above
The women I call sisters
Are sisters that I'll always love.

poem by Trinette Naidoo
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You are your greatest asset. Put your time, effort and money into training, grooming, and encouraging your greatest asset.

quote by Tom Hopkins
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An Old Man Wants Life To Be Pleasant

An old man wants life to be pleasant
He does not want to know too much
About the wars and conflicts of the world
He does not want to hear too much noise
He does not want to hear people argue
And know about other peoples quarrels

He wants life to be pleasant
He knows he will not save the world
The others will have to do that
He has done what he has done
And done it for a long time
It has made little difference
And what else he can do will make less-

He wants life to be pleasant-
Without disturbances and disorders
Without too many demands upon himself
Quiet
Able to do his own things
Not bothered
To sit at home when he wants
And walks when he wants
And talk with his wife when they both are at peace
Not to hear and know about all the problems even his own
To be pleasant
To be peaceful
Even if inside he knows its going wrong
Even if there is the pain
He wants it to be pleasant
For as long as it can be
Before its not.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sister Power

Sister Sledge,
Made their pledge,
To family.
It's a part I love,
To take happily.
It's a big deal,
I am delighted.
Like the Pointer Sisters.
I am so excited.
I am not saying,
That it's a bad thing
To have a brother.
I am just saying,
That sister power,
Is like no other.
It's one of the
Greatest rewards.
Like a sweet melody,
By Mary Mary,
The God in me,
It makes me want to get up,
I could never get enough.
Gospel group the Clark Sisters,
Who's has been at it for years.
Let me tell you mister,
I love the fact that
I have sisters! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Tameeka Smith
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Propinquity (I've Just Begun To Care)

by Gerry Goffin & Carole King
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song,
They serenade the weekend squire
Who just came out to mow his lawn.
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
Charcoal burning everywhere,
Rows of houses that are all the same,
And no one seems to care.
See Mrs. Gray, she's proud today
Because her roses are in bloom,
And Mr. Green, he's so serene,
He's got a TV in every room.
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
Here in Status Symbol Land,
Mothers complain about how hard life is,
And the kids just don't understand.
Creature comfort goals, they only numb my soul,
And make it hard for me to see.
Ahhh...thoughts all seem to stray to places far away,
I need a change of scenery.
Ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta... (etc.)
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
Charcoal burning everywhere.
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
Here in Status Symbol Land.
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
(A pleasant valley Sunday)
Another pleasant valley Sunday,
(A pleasant valley Sunday)
(fade out)

song performed by by Monkees
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No... I Can Not Believe It

You've got my nose opened wide.
Wider than the sea,
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.

You've got my nose opened wide.
So wide people see.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.

Wherever I go...
I know that this shows.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.

I know it is exposed,
That you opened my nose!
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.

I walk on tip-toes,
With my eyes half closed.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
No...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.

I walk on tip-toes,
With an opened nose.
And...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
And with my eyes closed too?
No...
I can not believe I let you do this to me.
No...
I can not believe it that you did this to me.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Garner up pleasant thoughts in your mind, for pleasant thoughts make pleasant lives.

quote by John Wilkins
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Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face

Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.

Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.

Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.

Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.

Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place--
be glad your nose is on your face!

poem by Jack Prelutsky
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Just Routine Chatter

Anyone can probe and find 'something',
To disparage one's credibility.
And if what has been 'created'
Is labelled disgusting...
By those doing this in exposed daylight,
AND self righteous?
Well,
Doesn't that put one's influence on the line?
As if an intention was there to undermine.

Being proactive with intervention,
Can prevent one's good intentions.

And having the audacity to be able to 'think',
On top of it...
Poses a major threat to those,
Who have come to enjoy...
The ease of instigating 'implied' suppression.

And today that doesn't have to be seen,
As much as understood who gets and receives...
Which kind of punishment to implement.
With a blaming of the ones deemed obvious,
For this cause...
More worshipped than scrutinized.
They today experience no integrity loss.

The affects of ignorance have been inbred now.
And those experiencing urban blight,
Delight in doing that to themselves.
Anything else proclaimed,
Is just routine chatter.
Only to matter when a call for unity is the theme.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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