Got to Knock Those Fences Down
We've got to knock,
Those fences down!
And every opposition,
Creating tensions mentioned.
Those defenses we keep hanging around...
Gotta be knocked knocked knocked to the ground.
Minimizing mistakes once made.
And lay purpose to correct our ways.
They will stand up in dismay,
To say they dislike what is said.
Those feeble beavers.
Munching on foundations.
Degrading with fixations...
To increase their greed,
Feeding sickened mentalities.
While some choose to sniff for floral scents...
Refusing to acknowledge,
The presence of decadence.
Hoping to get as high as possible...
On pretense and attempts,
For meaningless attention.
Those defenses we keep hanging around...
Gotta be knocked knocked knocked to the ground.
Minimizing mistakes once made.
And lay purpose to correct our ways.
We've got to knock,
Those fences down!
And every opposition,
Creating tensions mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Have Not Knocked
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
When I had been in double struggles,
You have not knocked.
Or when I had been on my knees,
You have not knocked.
And when I felt grumpy and crunchy,
You have not knocked.
Or when I've asked you to leave me,
You have not knocked.
You know I can get really moody,
But, you have not knocked.
And carry drama to extremes,
No, you have not knocked.
You've stuck with me when I've been stinky,
And, you have not knocked.
To me you are my 'everything',
And I love you a lot.
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
Whenever I've been down and dumpy,
You have not knocked.
Or when I've picked my wounds to bleed so,
You have not knocked.
And when I pout with rudeness rooted,
You have not knocked.
Or when I whined consistently,
No, you have not knocked.
You know I can get really moody,
But, you have not knocked.
And carry drama to extremes,
But, you have not knocked.
You've stuck with me when I've been stinky,
And, you have not knocked.
To me you are my 'everything',
Because of patience you've got.
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
You've never not...
Come to knock.
Come to knock,
At my door...
With words 'I told you so! '
And...
In my heart you are adored.
That's what I need to show you more.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If I Had Not Knocked
You did not know when I came to knock.
I came to give and not to take.
I came to share...
And to stay!
If you and I wanted it to happen that way.
And you would not have known that,
if I had not knocked.
If I had not knocked.
But I did.
And I am here.
I came because of you and your love.
And If I could not give it...
You and I would not be here with this need!
I came to give and not to take.
And I recognize your desires are mine as well.
If I had not knocked.
But I did.
And I am here.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've never seen a truly great fighter get knocked onto the ropes unconscious... knocked out cold before... and I saw Roy Jones get knocked out twice in a row.
quote by Jim Lampley
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My own little rule was two for one. If one of my teammates got knocked down, then I knocked down two on the other team.
quote by Don Drysdale
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Every time the guys were knocked out by my guitar playing and the girls were knocked out by the type of songs I did. That set us apart from the average blues band.
quote by George Thorogood
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Only A Dream
(Van Morrison)
Only a dream
That I had in the night
Only a dream
But It felt so right
We were standing in the moonlight
I was holding you tight
But it was only a dream
Only a dream
And that knocked me off of my feet
Only a dream
It was dancing in the street
And the big band kept on playing
Of Bonaparte's retreat
But it was only a dream
Only a dream
But somebody
Tried to knock it down
Only a dream
But that dream
Keeps hanging around
Only a dream
We were roiling in the snow
Only a dream
And we just couldn't let go
I sat outside the window
It was just like Romeo
But it was only a dream
Only a dream but somebody
Tried to knock it down
Only a dream but that dream
Is still around
Up on Mockingbird hill
And I'm feeling no pain
Ali the birds are singing
Their all so sweet refrain
If I had to do it all over
I'd do the same thing again
'Cos it was only a dream
Oh 'cos it s only a dream
That knocked me off of my feet
Only a dream
We were dancing
Out in the street
And the big band kept on playing
Of Bonaparte's retreat
But it was only a dream
Oh but it was only just a dream
Din but it was only a dream
Oh but it was only a dream
Oh what a dream
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Ramble
Ramble is a boxer and he is fighting in the ring with Mad dog
who ever win the boxing fight will take home $ 76,000.00 dollars
And it would be nice for Ramble but not Mad dog because Mad dog is already a boxing champion and he already won 20 boxing fights
But his boss is trying hard to push him to win this fight and Mad dog is A Jamaican guy and Ramble is a American guy
But on the first, second and third round of the boxin g fight Ramble knocked down Mad dog and Ramble by now was winnin the fight and Mad dog kept trying hard to knock Ramble down but mad dog got up And knocked Ramble down and than Ramble knocked down Mad dog on the Fourth round, fifth round, and the six round and Mad dog Won his first Boxing fight at the Mapple Leaf Gardens here in Toronto
And he got the $76,000.00 dollars to take home
But he got congratulated by his wife and his kids
Also the good news is that now they can pay their debts of and Eventualy buy a house to live in
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Beat A Drum
The sun reflected in
The back of my eye.
I knocked my head against the sky.
The dragonflies are busy buzzing me.
A seahorse as if we were in the sea.
Half way from coal
Half way from diamond.
My fall knocked a mean chip out of me.
Gathering as far as I can reach.
Perched up on a precipice
And this is what I've seen.
This is all I want
song performed by by R.E.M. from Reveal
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Even if I were knocked down by one gunshot it wouldn't affect our democracy and I wasn't knocked down and I have great confidence in our democracy and in Taiwan and in the people of Taiwan.
quote by Chen Shui-bian
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I Want My Reality On a Gradual Basis
You want this high or low?
'What? '
The blows of reality,
I am prepared to hit you with.
'Will they be painful? '
Let's just say,
When it happened to me...
I was glad to have been knocked out.
'Why? '
When I finally revived...
I was no longer excusing my limitations.
But it took several blows to my head...
To get some sense knocked into it!
'Make my blows low.
I can deal with the pain.
And I want a slower process.
I want my reality on a gradual basis,
To come to me.
I am not quick to adapt to changes.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Forward Motion
Whoa-o...Ive been banging my head against the wall
Whoa-o...for so long it seems I knocked it down, yeah it got knocked down
Whoa-o...and the heating bill went through the roof
Whoa-o...and the wall I knocked down was the proof
That my landlord needed to kick me out
I got evicted now Im living on the street
My spirits lifted...oh wait, that wasnt me
Too many turns have turned out to be wrong
This time I learned that, I knew it all along
When car crashes occur
Then Ill be what you were
When I see what I should
When I see that its good (that its good)
To experience the bittersweet
To taste defeat
Then brush my teeth
Experience the bittersweet
To taste defeat
Then brush my teeth
Cause I struggle with forward motion
I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
Cause forward motion is harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
Its harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
Whoa-o...Ive been banging my head against the wall
Whoa-o...for so long it seems I got knocked out. yeah, I got knocked out cold
Whoa-o...and the medical bills went through the roof
Whoa-o...and the scar on my head is the proof
That Ill still remember this when I get old
I got evicted now Im living on the street
My spirits lifted...oh wait, that wasnt me
Too many turns have turned out to be wrong
This time I learned that, I knew it all along
When I grasp the concept
Then Ill sleep where you slept
When I know I need help
When I allow myself (allow myself)
To experience the bittersweet
To taste defeat
Then brush your teeth
Experience the bittersweet
To taste defeat
Then brush your teeth
Cause I struggle with forward motion
I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
Cause forward motion is harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
Its harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
Cause I struggle with forward motion
Cause I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
[in background:]
(cause forward motion is harder than it sounds.
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again
Cause forward motion is harder than it sounds
Well everytime I gain some ground
I gotta turn myself around again)
Cause I struggle with forward motion
Cause I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
Cause I struggle with forward motion
Cause I struggle with forward motion
We all struggle with forward motion
song performed by by Relient K
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The Bottom Has Been Knocked Out
I've given to you all that I am.
And still you're talking,
To find a fault.
I've given to you all that I can.
And still you're threatening,
From me to walk.
And I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.
There is no more from me I can give.
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.
I've given to you all that I am.
And still you're talking,
To find a fault.
I've given to you all that I can.
And still you're threatening,
From me to walk.
And I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out,
Of my heart.
The bottom has been knocked out.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I've done.
And...
I don't know,
What it is I should...
Overcome.
There is no more from me I can give,
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out.
No...
There is no more from me I can give,
'Cause...
The bottom has been knocked out,
Of my heart.
There is no more from me I can give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Toy Soldiers
Soliders
Standing tall and proud
Marching in the rain
Brave and corageous
Facing what I don't know I could
Yet still knocked down
Our toy soliders
Bullets and guns
Death spelled in red
Dying for what?
Hopeless wars that will continue
Even as our toy soliders are knocked down
They get back up again
Trying the end meaning less killings
Our toy soldiers
poem by Autumn Winds
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Miracle
Believe in me for everything i was doing was right for you
and everything here resembles the reasons why i escaped for you.
We are in peace.
They will go and die in peace.
These feelings have knocked me cold,
These feelings have knocked me cold.
But where now?Where to hide?
But where now? Where to hide?
Come leave with me to walk through the desert, soak up all oracle.
And we will combine because you're my one and only miracle.
We are in pieces,
They will go and die in peace.
These feelings have knocked me cold,
These feelings have knocked me cold.
But where now?Where to hide?
but where now?Where to hide?
You will never know.
You will never know how much pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
You will never know how much pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
You will never know how much pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
You will never know how pain pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
These feelings have knocked me cold,
These feelings have knocked me cold.
But where now?Where to hide?
But where now?Where to hide?
You will never know how much pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
You will never know how much pain and hurt, there is burning inside my flesh.
song performed by by Inme
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The Sweetest Condition
Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder
What chance did I have
With the silver moon
Hanging in the sky
Opening old wounds
Taking hold of the hem of your dress
Cleanliness only comes in small doses
Bodily whole but my head's in a mess
Fuelling obsession that borders psychosis
It's a sad disease
Creeping through my mind
Causing disabilities
Of the strangest kind
Getting lost in the folds of your skirt
There's a price that I pay for my mission
A body in heaven and a mind full of dirt
How I suffer the sweetest condition
Taken in by the delicate noise
Knocked to the ground by the subtle thunder
Shackled and bound by the sound of your voice
Wandering around in silent wonder
song performed by by Depeche Mode from Exciter
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Not Knocked Up
Knocked from a spot on top.
But not knocked up!
Or out of the loop.
I have my genes to thank for that.
Otherwise,
It would be obvious...
I was such a whore of words.
And happy not to be impregnated,
By every impression that came to lay...
Just for a 'quickie' to then leave!
To have me left desiring,
The same thing repeated...
Over and over again!
And I can't be loyal to just one expression.
Or addicted to the fit of it.
Variety is the spice of life.
And I like to switch it up!
And 'hopefully' will continue to practice,
Safe and satisfying mental deliveries.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Red Maples
In the last year I have learned
How few men are worth my trust;
I have seen the friend I loved
Struck by death into the dust,
And fears I never knew before
Have knocked and knocked upon my door --
"I shall hope little and ask for less,"
I said, "There is no happiness."
I have grown wise at last -- but how
Can I hide the gleam on the willow-bough,
Or keep the fragrance out of the rain
Now that April is here again?
When maples stand in a haze of fire
What can I say to the old desire,
What shall I do with the joy in me
That is born out of agony?
poem by Sara Teasdale
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The Three Knocks
WHEN the owl that scared the mouse
Fluffed his feathers and sat still,
And the night around was chill,
On the door of yonder house
Someone knocked,
And a hand the door unlocked.
While the owl, aloof and drear
Yellow-eyed his vigil kept,
Down the breeze a crying crept,
And it seemed to tell of fear —
Fear and care —
It was Life that entered there!
When the owl had greyer grown
By a score of years and more,
On the selfsame cedar door
Of yon house that stands alone,
Someone knocked,
And a hand the door unlocked.
Yet, though many gracious flowers
Wreathed the house from floor to roof,
In his shadowed haunt aloof
Staring sat he through the hours,
Unaware
It was Love that entered there!
When the owl had passed away,
And the mouse, no more afraid,
In the tree-glooms frisked and played,
On that door at end of day
Someone knocked,
And a hand the door unlocked.
Once and twice that knock had come,
Once for Life, and once for Love;
Towards the night the shadows move,
And the land lies still and dumb
Everywhere —
It is Death that enters there!
poem by Roderic Quinn
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The Man Who Still Walks With No Legs.
Without asking how can one ever beg.
Been knocked down a couple pegs.
Look at the man who still walks with no legs.
He no longer sprints, but eh who needs to be always be in a hurry any ways.
That's when most of my mistakes have been made.
Some do well under pressure I don't.
So I don't desire or ask under legitimate or non legitimate to affect my persona.
For I don't have the time to constantly write and as such I don't want people constantly expecting what I can only at certain times deliver.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Looking For A Prince
A spirited girl
With long blonde hair, long legs to match.
Her clear eyes untroubled
Waiting on the cusp of life
For prince charming to appear,
Appear and whisk her off,
Off to his mansion in the sky.
So fall in love she did,
In love with a tall dark man,
A man of swarthy skin.
With eyes so deep,
Deep blue eyes in which to swim
And see the oceans depths.
But then came the babies one, two, three.
Money grew tight and she grew thin
And love flew out the door.
The prince turned into an ogre
Making her blue eyes black.
Now her spirit is knocked out
And she knocked up
Is knocked about
And the prince?
He's nowhere to be seen.
poem by Paul Brookes
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