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It's Your Niche

Some people...
Rather sleep than leap.
Some people...
Can't get up on their own two feet.
And some people...
Seek defeat!
While some people...
Tease a sleaze to keep that peeped.

But it's your niche...
That must be pitched.
The one that fits.
And doesn't quit one bit.

Yes it's your niche.
That must be pitched.
The one that fits,
And doesn't quit one bit!

Some people...
Rather sleep than leap.
Some people...
Can't get up on their own two feet.
But it's your niche...
That must be pitched.
The one that fits.
And doesn't quit one bit.

Some people...
Seek defeat!
While some people...
Tease a sleaze to keep that peeped.
But it's your niche...
That must be pitched.
The one that fits.
And doesn't quit one bit.

Yes it's your niche.
That must be pitched.
The one that fits,
And doesn't quit one bit!

Some people...
Don't have a niche.
Some people...
Give up too easy and they quit.
Some people...
Don't have a niche.
Some people...
May have a scratch but have no itch.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Got To Do This

I've got to do this...
Until I quit.
I can not resist it.
It would be missed.

Yeah,
I've got to do this...
Until I quit.
I can't resist it,
One bit.

I dream to leap over black holes.
Stretching to reach stars...
In times ahead.
With a speeding through times...
That have from us long gone away,
Not to exist.

I've got to do this!

I've got to do this...
Until I quit.
I can't resist it,
One bit.

People do this,
And...
People do that.
And...
Some people put all their hopes and wishes,
In one hat or basket.

And I've got to do this!
Whatever hat or basket fits.

I've got to do this!

I dream to leap over black holes.
Stretching to reach stars...
In times ahead.
With a speeding through times...
That have from us long gone away,
Not to exist.

I've got to do this!
I've got to do this...
Until I quit.
I can not resist it.
It would be missed.
I've got to do this!
For this I exist.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Who Can Care About Friends?

Who really care about friends?

People care about their friends, some can change difficulty into a smile.

Some people can Understand you better than other. People will never gonna share your secret to other,

because they care about you. You are that kind of a jewel to some people,

people can give you all their love to hold.

People always near, when you need them, all you have to do is just call them.

People are always here to help you.

It doesn't matter what struggle you have, It doesn't matter where they are, it doesn't matter when,

when you need them just call them, for me, I was born just to be friends with people and other.

Just think that people are in your universe of obligation and you too.

poem by Djabir Yaya
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The last shot should've killed me
Pour another drink
Let's drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped
Hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall
With my fall - fall - fall
Fall - fall - fall
Gimme a double
Give yourself one too
Gimme a short beer
One for you too
And a toast to everything that doesn't move
That doesn't move
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch
I don't care what it is you've got
I just want to know that it's my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit pretty good
See this here's where I chipped my tooth
I shot a vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot
But when you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit
But you always wish
You knew it was your last shot

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Everybody's looking for the niche to make the difference. Some people think they see the mother lode in the beautiful people, especially the vote of the beautiful women.

quote by Suzanne Fields
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Power To The People

Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Say you want a revolution
We better get on right away
Well you get on your feet
And out on the street
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
A million workers working for nothing
You better give em what they really own
We got to put you down
When we come into town
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers
How do you treat you own woman back home
She got to be herself
So she can free herself
Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Now, now, now, now
Oh well, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Yeah, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

song performed by by Lennon John
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Why are people always

Why are people always cheating?
Why are people always fighting?
Why are people always dieing?
Why are people always crying?
Why are people always hating?
Why are people always debating?
Why are people always trading?
Why are people always trying to fit in?
Why are people always cursing?
Why are people always bursting?
Why are people always tripping?
Why are people always not trying to be fair?
Why are people always trying to be dumb?
Why are people always playing too much?
Why are people always misbehaving?
Why are people always do drugs?
Why are people always not trying to have a future?
Why do people always try to ruin their life?
Why?

poem by Shaquan Mack
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Sir Duke

Music is a world within itself
With a language we all understand
With an equal opportunity
For all to sing, dance and clap their hands
But just because a record has a groove
Dont make it in the groove
But you can tell right away at letter a
When the people start to move
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
They can feel it all over
They can feel it all over people
Music knows it is and always will
Be one of the things that life just wont quit
But here are some of musics pioneers
That time will not allow us to forget
For theres basie, miller, satchmo
And the king of all sir duke
And with a voice like ellas ringing out
Theres no way the band can lose
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
You can feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
I can feel it all over-all over now people
Cant you feel it all over
Come on lets feel it all over people
You can feel it all over
Everybody-all over people
Notes: corrected by [email protected]

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Variations of Love

The universe has
Germinated from love.
Yet to define
We find it
Pretty tuff.

Some people find love
Juicey and sweet,
That's why they grab it,
And never try to quit.

To someone
Love means sour,
Some people find it
As untouchable tower.

Some people define love
Tasteless and bitter,
They just sleep lazy
Like lotus eater.

Some people define love
As combinations of all,
Either manage them smoothly
Or, let it fall.

Some people for love
Ready to die,
To get love
some people
Even don't try.

For love some people
Even become fool,
Some people for success
Use it as effective tool.

Love to me is
Like the invisible air,
That can be felt
And drags her near.

poem by Uttam Biswas
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A Asome Poem About PEOPLE

Some people
Care about you, some people
Don’t care,
Make fun of you and walk away,
Some people,
Run past, some people
Hand you presents,
Give you a pat on the back,
Some people
You love, some people
You don’t know
Some people, some people,
You do,
Some people
You notice, some people
Eat cauliflower, some people
Are teenagers,
Some people walk to restaurants,
Sit down at the counter,
Eat there food, through it at
People,
Some people never notice you,
Some people always look, some people
Want to take you away, some people
Will never exist
Some people are other people; some people are you, some people
Die ever second,
Some people are you

poem by Annie Nosich
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Refuse to Be Driven to Fits

Grab your destiny.
Prepare to mix a recipe...
With a freeing breeze.
And-don't-let-go.

Know you've got the key.
To fulfill your every need.
Choose your life to be...
One-that-flows.

You alone can plant your crop with joy.
If you want it.
And get on it.

You alone can stop that which annoys.
By distractions coming to sit...
To make you bite your lower lip.

Grab your destiny.
Prepare to mix a recipe...
With a freeing breeze.
And-don't-let-go.

Know you've got the key.
To fulfill your every need.
If you want it.
Just get on it.

Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.

Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.

You alone can plant your crop with joy.
You alone can stop that which annoys.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
And...
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
And...
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The People's World

people are good;
people are bad;

people are happy;
people are sad;

people are near;
people are far;

people are true;
people are blue;

people are white;
people are right;

people are silent;
people are violent;

people can throw;
people can grow;

people can share;
people can care;

people can unite;
people can divide;

people can fool;
people can rule;

people can trust;
people are worst;

don't think i became mad.... what ever i wrote is very common things known about people but what i want to show is that i cannot describe everything about the people as it is impossible in the same way it is impossible to understand and make every person happy around us that's it.got it!

poem by Fahmina Arjumand Misha
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I Know People

I know people who help you through the night.
And I know people who
fight that very good fight.
And, I know people who're goin for the gold.
And, I know people got them aces so you better fold.
I know people who are quick to light your cigarette.
And, I know people who say 'Buddy, ya ain't seen nothin yet.'
I know people who're workin harder every day.
And I know people who got kids come out to play.
I know people, you know people, said, I'm not so different from you.
Won't you be one of my people who
Who do too.. Won't you be one of my people who.

I know people who
are cruisin up and down the track, and
I know people who
won't be comin back.
I know people ridin too high at the wheel.
And, I know people, there to cut you that dirty deal.
I know people who'll take you into town. And, I know people who
really get around.
And I know people who're buskin up and down the mall.
And, I know people who're gonna take a fall.
I know people, you know people, see, I'm not so different from you?
Won't you be one of my people too. Said, won't you be one of my people who, who do too.

poem by Buddy Bee Anthony
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Tripped With a Ticket

Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And-not-online,
With those of like minds.

Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And not trying to find,
The rhythm nor the rhyme.

But,
Who knew...
That a vision would take a big shift.
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And who knew...
Temperatures would rise to ball fists quick,
To throw hissy fits with a striking to hit.

Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where!
Who knew...
People unaware would actually care.
And who knew,
Those picky people would be paying the fare...
For everyone who thought they would be going nowhere.
And who knew,
Those picky people would be the ones prepared,
To shut lips up with a showing they cared.

Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And-not-online,
With those of like minds.

Tripped with a ticket to no-oh-where.
And not trying to find,
The rhythm nor the rhyme.

But,
Who knew...
That a vision would take a big shift.
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And who knew...
Temperatures would rise to ball fists quick,
To throw hissy fits with a striking to hit.
And those picky people would prevent all of it!

But,
Who knew...
Picky people would make something of this.
And do the best they could to get the folks to quit!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Power To The People

Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Say we want a revolution,
Wed better get it on right away.
Well, get yer on your feet
And into the street, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
A million workers workin for nothin,
You better give em what they really own.
We got to put you down
When we come into town, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
I gotta ask you comrades and brothers,
How do you treat your own woman back home?
Shes got to be herself,
So she can give us help, singing:
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Now, now, now, now!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Oh yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, power to the people!
Power to the people!
Oh well, power to the people!
Power to the people, right on!

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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If people see me in some sort of niche, then that's fine. As long as it's not The Naked Guy, I don't care.

quote by Rob Corddry
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I had piano lessons when I was a kid, like most people. And hated them, like most people. And quit, like most people.

quote by Carter Burwell
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I see something wrong

Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.

We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Widowed Justice...

i,
demand justice
says the widow to the people
who mourn for her
the flowers wilted and
the niche is buried deep
down six feet
under, like a movie of sorts,
the people left her, alone,
headless, veils black and
hairs spangled, like worms
like she is the rotten body
now bare bones
inside her room, sleepless
till dawn

there is no justice, time
is narrow like a door that admits
no one, like a window closed
against any air of
possibilities

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Places And People....! ! !

Some peopleCare about you
some peopleDon't care,
Make fun of you and walk away,
Some people, Run past,
some people Hand you present
Give you a pat on the back,
Some peopleYou love,
some peopleYou don't know Some people,
You do, Some people You notice,
some people Are teenagers,
Some people never notice you,
Some people always look,
Some people Want to take you away
Some people Will never exist
Some people are other people;
Some people are you,
Some people Die every second,
Some people are you

poem by Anandita Trikha
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People come People go Who stays?

People go
To their synagogues mosques churches temples nightclubs and bars

People go to feel good People go

People go
To pray their prayers sing their songs drink their beers and dance their beat

People go
To be better feel better seek better because they know best

People go

When will people come
To know less experience more and give all

People come People go

Who stays?

poem by Lindsay Maasdorp
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