It's The Flair That's There
It's not one's style that corrupts.
Or what one does to give up,
To crucial benefit.
It's not the touches so much,
That others can't get enough...
To crucial benefit.
It's the flair that's there,
Offends and people perceive.
It's not one's style that corrupts.
Or what one does to give up,
That others can't get enough...
To crucial benefit.
It's the flair that's there,
That sickens weakened people.
It's the flair that's there,
That sickens weakened people.
It's the flair that's there,
Offends and people perceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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H-blockx
Did you see my mother walking round the blocks?
Did you see them nasty boys looting the lots?
Did they ever miss you or did they even kiss you?
Or is the only thing you see britains milita?
If you smell that air
You can feel the flair
And the people that rock
Live in an h-block
Chorus:
H-(h)-b-(b) h-b-l-o-c-k-x - h-blockx
H-blockx, thats the name
We give credit to the people who can feel the pain
Of aggression, supression and brutality
Who live in an h-shaped home of insanity
If you smell that air
You can feel the flair
And the people that rock
Live in an h-block
Chorus:
song performed by by H-BlockX
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If You Can Do Hair With Flair
If You Can Do Hair With Flair
If you can do hair
and do it with flair
Be somebody
Be yourself
Styles of an old rendition,
Adding to a new edition
Tints and dyes
For wows and oh mys
Braids
Weaves
Cuts
Trims
To the left
To the right
Curls
Swirls
If you can do hair
And do it with flair
Be Somebody
Be Yourself
by Alfreda Doyle
poem by Alfreda Doyle
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No benefit
No benefit
No benefit.
You are cooking
You are eating
You are sitting
You are meeting.
No benefit
No benefit.
No body is there
To share
You have not
Shared anybody.
No benefit
No benefit.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Flair Of A Romance
A new environment,
A new life,
A new heaven!
The flair of a romance is what i bring to you;
Like a stair case full of hope.
The flair of a romance,
Walking up and down the stairs!
Listen to the joy of a muse that i bring to you.
Posit,
Tell me why?
love from the Blue River where,
All the fingers are not equal.
Of the romanti night with the plastic,
Of the true love that i share with you;
'Rickmer Rickmers', 'Cap San Diego' and 'James Caird I';
She gave me the apple and i ate it.
'Titanic', Santa Maria', 'Chesapeake' and 'Bulgaria';
All the days are not equal.
'Japanese Prince', Alte Liebe' and James Caird II';
love is like the waterside beauty with a romance.
Let's sail on with 'S.A. Van der Stel',
The flair of a romance with,
Impressions from the sea of love to touch you all;
Sail on the Alster and the Elbe alike to gain a view.
Love from the Blue River where,
All the fingers are not equal;
A new environment is all that you need on this love.
The flair of a romance,
Life is like the sleepless night in St. Pauli;
The flair of a romance,
Life is with its tides to touch you;
She gave me he apples and i ate it.
To the four winds i do respect like,
The flair of a romance in anew heaven!
Love and romance,
Apples ans bananas;
What a day of joy to share with you.
A water source became a river,
The river later became a lake;
She gave me the apples and i ate it!
The lake became a sea,
The sea became an ocean on this love;
For the flair of a romance,
The birds sang for joy on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Stuff Ain't Fresh
This stuff ain't fresh.
Just restated.
Updated to give it flair.
The same minds will ignore it.
And the proof will be there.
The rhythm changes.
With the same words repeated.
The beat is felt.
With those patting their feet.
A monotony delivers,
An expectation.
Yet no one will listen...
With dulled sensations.
This stuff ain't fresh.
Just restated.
Updated to give it flair.
The same minds will ignore it.
And the proof will be there.
Unless I write something,
About a 'monkey's butt'.
Only then,
Will all eyes stare!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lust is life
As a youth, you have enough flare
To draw women and be drawn to them.
Past forty, you gain much flair
To seek women than being sought.
Past sixty, you regain much flair
To corner women but get no response..
You end as a voyeur in the end.
With that your worldly pleasure ends.
19.02.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ive Got A Flair
Ive got a flair
For pulling your hair
And making you crazy
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Its something I do well
Ive got a flair
For making you care
You know you should hate me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Its something I do well
Well you know I never meant to hurt no one
But I got a knack for getting things undone
And I got a way of ruining your fun
All the time
Ive got a flair
For holding a stare
And holding you downtown
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Its something I can tell
Well you know I never meant to hurt no one
But I got a knack for getting things undone
And I got a way of ruining your fun
All the time
Ive got a flair
For getting in your hair
And making you crazy
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Its something I do well
Its something I do well
Its something I do well
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Benefit Of The Doubt
What became of us
In the night light
Turn to touch your hand
Hands dont understand
Whats a right from wrong
When I think of all the things weve done
Never made the rules
But counting one to ten was easy
Its always happening - slowly, surely happening
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day for pulling the plug
On my heart wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Oh well here we go again acting like old friends
Its hard to compromise
When loves locked in your eyes
Always out to stay then twice as hard to go
But what you reap I sew
And counting one to ten was easy
Its always happening - slowly, surely happening
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart - ouch!
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start - ouch!
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Oh, wont you give. me give me benefit of the doubt
Could have been another way
It looked bad from the start
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the
Could have been another day
For pulling the plug on my heart
Wont you give me, give me benefit of the doubt
song performed by by Haircut 100
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People Are Inclined To Split From It Quick
It's okay.
I am fine with it.
I know any intelligence expressed,
Offends quicker than an ignorance
Accepted and not addressed.
I also know that truth sickens and not mends.
A truth spoken for many is considered wicked.
Although deceiving anyone,
Gets a door to open.
And when that door opens with an allowance done,
People do not fear it.
But from the truth they run.
Leaving the one who comes to speak truth,
Ostracized and shunned because it stuns everyone.
It's okay.
I am fine with it.
I know any intelligence expressed,
Offends quicker than an ignorance.
Accepted and not addressed.
And an avoidance of it,
People are inclined to split from it quick.
Intelligence AND common sense?
Those are the two most forbidden mental elements,
People are taught early to be suspicious of their presence.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like It's 1999
Why is my presence becoming more negligent?
I have no interest is being entertained,
Observing those mindless destroy themselves.
Especially at local events.
When I see vendors selling their wares,
At huge affairs.
And the people living in the communities,
Not invited to benefit from the marketing of greed...
That is in a high profile 'everywhere'.
And the locals have no concern,
About what takes place there?
As long as they are seen on these scenes...
Dressed to the 'nines' and flaunting their taste for flair,
Everywhere!
However...
They do come and party,
Like it's 1999.
~WHY are you so negative,
ALL the time? ~
I guess this comes from a lack of understanding.
If I grow grapes...
I'm not going to watch someone else,
Make, sell AND drink the wine!
And I don't get a dime?
I guess this comes from a lack of understanding.
'Thank you, Prince.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Benefit Of This Is Missed
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.
So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.
People wish to unlock their doors to explore.
Remembering when there was an innocence of this.
Many are seeking a life to live adored.
Knowing how beneficial and wanting this more.
So many are lost for many reasons.
And destroyed by the cost of losing innocence.
Many wish for a taste of more sweetened seasons.
Wanting to reminisce,
A beneift missed.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
Yes.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
Better with a benefit of it,
And...
So much exposed has people sick.
It's better with a bit of innocence.
And wish they do for peace and quietness.
It's better with a benefit of it!
Yes.
And the benefit of this is missed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Such Misconceptions
The personality of anything taken for granted,
And either consciously or unconsciously destroyed...
Can not be duplicated, revitalized or just simply replaced.
Many have attempted to do such a thing,
With hopes to capitalize and profit selfishly to themselves bring.
By restoring buildings with a luxurizing of them to take place.
Some even believe the removal of people,
That initiated a charm and grace respected and loved...
Would benefit from others tampering with it,
If the originators just weren't there 'or' solicited.
And a flair in the atmosphere was tweaked.
Such misconceptions are disappointingly not unique.
The personality of anything taken for granted,
And either consciously or unconsciously destroyed...
Can not be duplicated, revitalized or just simply replaced.
People not understanding this,
Eventually wish for a flavor their taste buds seek.
And,
Unfortunately...
These lessons aren't learned until it is much too late.
No one...and it will never be done,
Can just up and replace the personality of anything.
No matter what attempts are tried!
Or expenses wasted in the doing of it...
In denials they wish kept hidden and swept aside.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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to God who is not speaking
to God who has not spoken
i give the benefit of doubt that he is there glancing
to God who is merely glancing
i give the benefit of the doubt that he is all loving
to God who is all loving and not interfering
i give the benefit of the doubt that he is simply waiting
for the right hour for the right timing for the ripe season
to God who is there waiting and all knowing
i give the benefit of the doubt that all these sufferings of mankind
shall soon end with all his beneficence and magnificence
to God for God and by God, i drink to that
Cheers! God is coming! Cheers! I have always drank to that.
All night and all day, my heart aches in worship.
To God, Through God, and By God
May he speak, and touch, and save us.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Instant Benefit
Wait a minute!
Repeat that again?
'I am going to give you something,
To benefit your life.
And the enhancement of it! '
And...
You are going to do that when?
'Now! '
You've ignored me and my ancestors,
For centuries?
And 'today' you are here,
To give me something to enhance my life?
To benefit it?
'That's correct.'
I don't think that is possible!
Unless you've come,
To show to me this miracle...
The one of your disappearance,
Off the face of the Earth!
Only then,
Somehow...
Do I think 'all' of life will be enhanced.
With instant benefit!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Diminishing Returns
This pretty girl has style and flair,
Will she invite me to her lair?
I swear there's something in the air.
Should I invite her for a drink,
Suggest a date at the skating rink
(For writing an ode is a waste of ink) ?
These things don't come upon a plate,
Or if they do, they come too late
Like something nasty that we ate.
So, dear friend, please do not scold -
Our warmest days give way to cold
And youth itself like love grows old.
poem by Pete Crowther
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I had a flair for comedy and could give a sustained performance.
quote by Jessie Matthews
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Crucial
Baby, uve got 2 be from a different world
Cuz just one look from u could make an army surrender
Baby, uve got 2 rescue me girl, girl
A prisoner in love with the opposite gender
I aint sayin ure better, baby, but I aint sayin ure not
I aint sayin anything until u stop
Never forget that cuz baby, Ill be your jack of all trades
A mind and body well made
Crucial - baby, our love has got 2 be
Crucial - everything from a 2 z
Crucial - uve got 2 show me everything, everything, everything
Is that old man river knockin at your door
Sayin that we got 2 let more than our feelings show?
Baby, 2night dont hold nothin back, I know uve got some more
Ill give u mine if u give me yours
I aint sayin ure better, baby, I aint sayin ure not
I aint sayin anything until u stop
Baby, dont hold me back cuz baby, i.. baby I need a jack 4 all trades
A mind and body well made
Crucial - our love has got 2 be
Crucial - every little thing from a 2 z
Crucial - uve got 2 show me everything, everything, everything
song performed by by Prince
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Feel The Benefit
Reminisce and speculation
You went out on the street without your shoes on
You didnt listen what your momma said
She said you wont feel the benefit, wont feel the benefit
And if we all went out without our shoes on
Tell me where would we be, where would we be
If all the people in the world lost their reason
What would we see, where would we be
If all the entertainers in the world lost their music
What would they play, what could they say
To pacify the crowd, to justify themselves
Wont feel the benefit
Youre like a cloud behind the sun
Like the face behind the clown
Youre moving like the wrinkles in a frown
And you can never look back
A leaf thats borne upon the wind
A cardboard suitcase in your hand
The wanderer soon returns
And finds the colour of the grass is just the same
On the other side of the tracks, oh no
A latin break
Ooh when you smile its like a holiday
Ooh pack your bags and we can get away
Well float on a queen down to rio
Theres no need to shave
Well be stinking like rum in a punch
You can walk on the water
You can dabble in the mumbo jumbo
You can smoke a little ganja
Float like a cloud over rio, rio
You can ride with the gauchos
Swinging your bolas in a red bandana
You can run with the devil
Takin your chances with senorita
You can drink a lot of coffee in brazil
But the bill is gonna make you ill
Feel the benefit
So, you can go out on the street and take your chances
But if you do, you better do it right
Or you wont feel the benefit, wont feel the benefit
Spin the wheel and take your chances
And your number might come up
Though the odds may be in favor of the house
If all the people in the world would say together
Were all black and white, were all day and night
If all the people in the world could sing together
How would it sound, what would we feel
Wed all feel the benefit
song performed by by 10 Cc
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Into a Restricted Ditch
I have not one concern,
About you misunderstanding me.
Or a perceive motivation...
You wish from your own mindset to believe.
And 'twist' until it is received to please you,
With benefit.
When you are done with your focus on me,
With any collected attempts to direct animosity!
Know this...
My intentions are to assist in opening your mind.
Not to wish it to stay unclosed!
Unused or under exposed.
And you and influenced others...
Have marched yourselves,
Into a restricted ditch!
Know this,
And I am certain one day you will.
I have not one concern,
About you misunderstanding me.
Or a perceive motivation...
You wish from your own mindset to believe.
And 'twist' until it is received to please you,
With benefit.
There are few options,
Where you are headed!
How do I know?
It was painful to crawl away,
From addicting delusions easily teased.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Caked In Dust
Nit picking is your 'special' gift.
And you snicker when you wish to needle.
Knowing it annoys a bit.
I'm bottled up.
You don't seem to know when it's enough.
I wish I could adhesive tape,
The flow of the rushing stuff...
I would love to hush up.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling like I'm sinking in a tub.
Corrupted by the notion this is love.
But the love I felt is caked in dust...
And pains me in the gut.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
Bottled up.
Like a pin stuck through a beetle.
Bottled up!
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
And this sickens me to heave...
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
I'm bottled up.
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
Bottled up.
Like a pin stuck through a beetle.
Bottled up!
And feeling pricked, nit picked and needled.
And this sickens me to heave...
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
I'm bottled up.
Too weakened I am I can't leave.
And I know this gives you pleasing relief!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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