One cannot be always laughing at a man without now and then stumbling on something witty.
quote by Jane Austen
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At The Circle
at the circle
which is so enticing
to be part
of those inside
it, i try to look
like one of them
as i arrange the
fold of my hair
put saliva on
my hand
to put some
gloss on my
skin and forehead
they all laugh
and i am too dumb
to understand
the reason why
they are all laughing
they say
it is funny
that i am funny
and i try to laugh
with them
in order to feel
that i belong
they continue laughing
and i begin to think
that they must be drunk
and i am the only
one sober
quite a positive attitude
to keep my
confidence
but no
they still keep on
laughing
and they they do
not even know my name
they're not interested
or if they are
only among themselves
in their own
witty world as i
think again and step
out from their
demarcations
and then
i smile going back
home
my own place
here with my own
limited confidences.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Laughing
I'm laughing at your funny face
I'm laughing at this funny place
I'm laughing in my space
I'm laughing at a fast pace
I'm laughing and cannot stop
I'm laughing feeling the bop
I'm laughing at your top
I'm laughing with a cop
My stomach hurts
My cheeks are sore
Yet I want to laugh some more
Just want to laugh day and night
Want to laugh 'cause it feels alright
I'm laughing with Pat
I'm laughing at the cat
I'm laughing at the mat
I'm laughing as the cat sat
Giggle, Giggle, Giggle
Giggle, Giggle, Giggle
Giggle, Giggle.
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poem by Somniator Moon
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A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power.
quote by George Meredith
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Witty’s fight against the wind
It has been spoken that Witty, a boy from the village
it has been waggish, he has grieved everybody, it has seemed,
and everybody has envied him.
birds have only pecked from his palm
because they have become inured to him.
A slow wind has breathed over the village
and Witty has been amazed from it,
when the wind intensifies, the wind has blown out his hat.
he has followed vainly his hat with the look
but the hat has disappeared entirely.
The wind has blown then with force
to take houses and palings
and to destroy almost everything.
All the people have run cowardly
Witty has only coped with the wind because he has been a care-crow.
poem by Valentin Gabriel Cristea
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Stumbling Through Your Paradise
Stumbling through your paradise,
With eyes not opened wide enough.
I wanted to believe,
You would find paradise in me.
Stumbling through your paradise,
What is it from me needed?
Since what appears to me,
Are dreams come true successfully...
For you.
'Have you not been in my dreams?
Have I not shared them with you?
Have you not been in my dreams?
What is it you wish me to prove?
Love? '
Stumbling through your paradise,
With eyes not opened wide enough.
I wanted to believe,
You would find paradise in me.
'I did not need you!
I wanted you.
And wanted you to feel the same.
If it is paradise with me you see...
It is because of you,
That view is there as it is seen.'
Stumbling through your paradise,
With eyes not opened wide enough.
I wanted to believe,
You would find paradise in me.
'No paradise alone can one see.
Lose conceit.
No more stumbling then will you greet.
If with me you believe you should be.
Lose conceit, lose conceit.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everybodys Laughing
Sammy lerner / ben oakland
Everybodys laughing
Yes everybodys laughing
They know that you and I are through
And everybodys laughing
I told the world you loved me
And bragged about it proudly
But since they know its over
Theyre laughing at me loudly.
People love to linger
So they can point a finger
And tear apart a gal whose heart
Was taken through the wringer
It we could start all over
The laugh might be on them
But meanwhile
Everybodys laughing
It we could start all over
The laugh might be on them
But meanwhile
Everybodys laughing
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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No, sir, I'm not saying that charming, witty and warm copy won't sell. I'm just saying I've seen thousands of charming, witty campaigns that didn't sell.
quote by Rosser Reeves
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Somehow, Someday
I want to tell you something
That I shouldve, long ago
I wish that you and I had those kids
Maybe bought us that home
I wish that we were stumbling fast
Down on irving and 14th street
I wish that we were still in your room
In your bed and you were holding me
cause there aint no way Ill ever stop from lovin you now
There aint no way Ill ever stop from lovin you now
No there aint no way and Im gonna try and show you somehow
Somehow, and Im gonna someday
I dreamt that you and I were still young
Laughing like little kids
Ill never know just how bad it hurt
Or what I did
I wish that we were stumbling fast
Down on irving and 6th
I wish we were still making plans
But now, theres nothing to fix
But there aint no way Ill ever stop from lovin you now
There aint no way Ill ever stop from lovin you now
No, there aint no way and Im gonna try and show you somehow
Somehow, and Im gonna someday
Someday...someday
Ah honey, someday
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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My Fairy Princess Lauren
My Fairy Princess Lauren,
Beautiful and Fair,
Skipping, Hopping, Flying,
Elegant & Graceful through the air –
Dancing, Laughing, Singing,
Wonderful and Witty,
My Sweet Fairy Princess Lauren.
I will love you for infinity.
poem by Tracy Johnston
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A Spoilt Rich Woman (Tyburn)
Pretty
witty
petty
slutty
smiling face, pretty, witty disgrace;
petty, slutty to the human race.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Are you laughing now?
Are you laughing now,
Now that I'm out of this town?
Are you laughing now,
Now that I take my finally bow?
Did you ever try to show kindness to me,
And understand the person you see?
Are you laughing now?
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Empty eulogy
Life is a funeral
With a flat-tired hearse
I am just another corpse,
Forced to walk in blistering sun
Stumbling towards a grave,
A service for no one
Yet when dirt falls,
The unholy churchyard is full
They smile, laughing
As they bury the damned
Not even bothering
To close the coffin lid
Above me, the bright sky
Slips farther away
As dirt clouds my eyes
Buried deeper all the time
poem by Joyce Rugg
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I Had A Talk With A Woman Just A While Ago
I had a talk with a woman just a while ago
Well, she is not just a woman,
She is that woman
The other woman,
That he always brags about,
Witty, witty, tweedy, tweet,
& shitty
To me, forgive me, but she is
Witty too, wait,
I wish him dead and for weeks I will be wearing black
Custom,
Tradition they say,
It will be my color of good riddance
Of this bastard of that woman
Sleeping in bed squeezing some drops of life
To lengthen that sense of agony,
Waiting on a chair
In a hospital room as though I am a passenger
On a plane on a flight to nowhere
Well, at least I have shown some chunks of my
Being nasty and
Well,
This touch of class that money always
Gives,
But I showed my wit,
My shit,
And she did not believe it,
Well,
At least, I am consoled,
I am the lie
And she will be the truth for a time
Until
Another encounter, with a web cam this time,
Perhaps tomorrow
When black will be the color of the week,
Or I will
Compromise for white,
Just in case, she still insists that I am still a lie
Just like him with her in some greenish spacious cyber bed.
Just a while ago, I had a talk with that woman,
she will feel what I feel she will.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Angry Hills
heaven it shines in the dawn's early light
in a movement out in the brush
far out!
watering graves of the people who read in the book
of forbidden content
tragedy!
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way hear them laughing
imagination under attack for the
pictures I can't even think
i don't even know them
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way hear them laughing
in a gentle way
in a gentle way hear the angry hills
in a gentle way i am laughing
yes i am laughing
i am laughing
yes i am laughing
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Running With A Faith That Is Done
With a stumbling numbed,
And...
Going through the paces.
So many people on the run,
But with a faith they choose to keep.
They are stumbling numbed,
And...
Feeling dedicated.
And...
Many feeling so elated,
With their sticking to beliefs.
They may show their wounds,
But...
People keeping faith will make it.
With their sticking to beliefs.
People know they can't fake,
A sticking to beliefs.
Even with heartache...
Or a stumbling numbed.
People keeping faith will make it.
With their sticking to beliefs.
People know they can't fake,
A sticking to beliefs.
Even with heartache...
Or a stumbling numbed.
They may show their wounds,
But...
With a stumbling numbed,
And...
Going through the paces.
So many people on the run,
But with a faith they choose to keep.
Not to be undone,
With a stumbling numbed.
Not to be undone,
With a stumbling numbed.
Not to be undone,
With a pace that keeps them running.
Running.
Running with a faith that is done.
And with a pace that keeps them running.
Running.
Running with a faith that is done.
And with a pace that keeps them running.
Running.
Running with a faith that is done.
And not to be undone,
With a stumbling numbed.
Keeping pace that keeps them running...
Running.
Running with a faith that is done.
People keep their faith when running.
Running.
Running with a faith that is done.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Heavy Load
You travel down the road
carrying a heavy load
and hit a stumbling block that's new.
It doesn't even surprise you
for there's been more than a few.
Looking back you realize
it's a miracle you're still here.
Sickness, pain and loss
have brought too many a tear
on each additional year.
When you hear of other's plights
your load seems not as bad.
There are always other people
whose loads are much more sad
than what it is you've had.
That cross that's on your shoulder
will be lifted eventually.
And all the stumbling blocks
will be removed momentously
as you meet eternity.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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We Couldn't Stop Laughing
we hid out in my room
we ate candy
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we joked around
we told our stories
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we looked into the distance
we opened the window
and we couldn’t stop laughing
there was a UPS truck
i stuck my feet out the window
thinking it was a trash truck
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we looked at old yearbooks
we told “do you remember when” stories
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we laughed at each other
we laughed at ourselves
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we laughed at the past
at the present and future
so as friends,
we couldn’t stop laughing
Laughing Boy
Laughing boy keep movin
Keep movin, keep movin
Laughing boy keep movin
Keep movin, keep movin
Find a clown and grind him down
He may just be laughing at you
An unprincipled and uncommitted
Clown can hardly be permitted to
Sit around and laugh at what
The decent people try to do
Laughing boy keep movin
Keep movin, keep movin
Laughing boy keep movin
Keep movin, keep movin
song performed by by Randy Newman
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There Is No Magic Done
There is no magic done,
That comes to one...
Who begins to comprehend.
Maybe a stumbling to overcome,
To get up and start again.
Wisdom isn't a given...no!
Without experience involved.
And that one who seems 'intelligent',
Has probably fallen many times to crawl.
To get up with arrogance to walk again.
THERE IS NO MAGIC!
Or a waving of a wand done.
That is serviced upon anyone,
Who begins to comprehend.
Maybe a stumbling to overcome!
To get up and start again.
And this determination...
Is seldom seen or mentioned with patience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thou Swell
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst kiss me pretty? Wouldst hold my hand?
Both thine eyes are cute too, what they do to me
Hear me holler, I choose a sweet lollapaloosa in thee
I'd feel so rich in a hut for two
Two rooms and kitchen I'm sure would do
Give me just a plot of, not a lot of land
And thou swell, thou witty, thou grand
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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