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Life Lived In Peace Wished and Reflected

I signed no contract,
That alerted me...
To put up with nonsense.

Nor is there a clause,
On the life I choose to live...
That says I must tolerate,
Someone's disrespect...
I did not give!

If there is an obstacle on my path,
I alone accept I should get rid of it!
And I look for no one's empathy.
Especially,
If I have to explain to them what it is!

I am here to share my happiness.
Not to be depleted,
By those who feel defeated.
Or to be around those,
Who have chosen to oppose...
Life lived in peace wished and reflected.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nuts' Are All Over The Place!

I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!

Some folks put up with others just to get along.
'Why can't we 'all' get along? '
Why?
'Cuz one bed will not accomodate all of us,
That's why!

Some like to pout and roll their eyes.
Gossip and backstab.
And they do it to family members AND close friends!
Can you imagine?
And where I live,
Close friends and family members kill themselves...
Over a slice of toast!
Or something else LESS 'urgent'!
Folks are 'nuts'.
Even the squirrels will have nothing to do with them.
And when squirrels are seen turning their backs away...
An investigation is needed.
With an immediate assignment given!
But...
To 'who'?
'Nuts' are all over the place!

I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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With Wishes To Live A Wholesome Life

One addicted,
To the foolishness...
Of someone else,
As if hooked to a need...
Deserves to be abused.
If...
This is excused.

No one is born to do this,
As if a prerequisite...
To live a wholesome life.

One with wishes to live a wholesome life,
Let's it known and quick...
Disrespect accepted,
They will have none of it.
Or tolerate its appearance when shown.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drumshanbo Hustle

I was talkin' to the judge
Just before we left the countryside,
Paper in his hand,
Tryin' to find a way.
Goin' by the book,
"man, you oughtta make a serial."
Ripped the pages out
'fore they pull the final curtain down.
I remember the day
Just like the drumshanbo hustle.
We couldn't hear no birds,
They were makin' not a sound.
They were tryin' to muscle in,
An easy way to bring the money in.
You were pukin' up your guts
When you read the contract had been signed.
Prostitution on the run,
'ceptin what it was last night.
Tryin' to drain you dry,
Couldn't get too much rope.
Tryin' to take 'em down
Just to see how far it all would go.
Wasn't goin' very far
And she didn't let it bring you down.
Just remember the day,
Just like the drumshanbo hustle.
I couldn't hear no birds,
They were makin' not a sound.
They were drivin' motionless
On the recording and the publishing.
You were pukin' up your guts
When you read the contract had been signed.
New york hooker style,
And the tarot and astronomy.
Tell you every star,
Didn't even get your sign.
Well they were lookin' for a scam,
A little paperback novel or a little magazine,
But you left it all behind
When you pulled the rug from underneath her feet.
Just rememberin' the day,
Drumshanbo hustle.
Well you couldn't hear no birds,
They were makin' not a sound.
They were tryin' to muscle in,
An easy way to bring the money in.
You were pukin' up your guts
When you read the actual contract had been signed.
You were pukin' up your guts
When you heard the contract had you signed.
You were pukin' up your guts
When you heard the contract, the contract, had you signed.

song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Once In A Lifetime

"I know I'm a down and out, wet and freezing cold,
but what do you want from one who feels so old.
Go away, leave me alone, so I can get some sleep
and maybe with luck God will my soul keep.

What do you want? I've got nothing at all for you,
even my aching body is aged and worthless too.
Maybe you're a Samaritan here to do me a good turn?
Oh go away, I'm too old to change or learn."

"What would you say if I could make you well again,
give you a younger body free from pain? "
"Do you think I'm mad or are you completely insane,
who do you think you are to make such a claim? "

"I am not an empty vessel; I only say what I can do,
and I will help you, but you have to help me too.
Ah, I see you're thinking… well, what do you say old man?
No one else can offer this, there's only me that can?

If you turn me down you'll be dead in a very short time;
what've you to lose, why should you decline? "
"And I suppose all you want is my God given soul,
my only possession that's undamaged and whole.

Throughout my entire life, it's been of no use to me,
and yet you want it, in exchange for my misery."
"How did you happen to know it was your soul I desired,
do you believe the stories that I'm by evil inspired?

You people have been grossly misinformed about me,
if I was really evil would I set your pain free,
give you a new life, guaranteed for three more years,
why, such a deal would reduce any man to tears.

Come on old man, before it's too late, what do you say,
are we going to make a deal before you slip away?
Your soul is worthless to you when you're dead and gone,
this is your last chance to live a new life from now on."

"If we can agree to five years instead of three for my soul,
what will happen to me when I've paid my toll?
Will my soul burn forever in that place they call hell,
be tormented and tortured, like I've heard tell? "

You don't want to listen to malicious fairy tales and lies,
which are used to frighten children and the unwise.
As a collector of souls I've been stigmatised by what I do
by the so called honest and religious amongst you.

The truth is hell doesn't really exist, so no one goes there,
and all the other stuff is just a religious scare.
So, with the souls I gather I simply unite them together
so that as soul mates they can remain forever.

"Is it true that we have to have a contract signed in blood,
with everything agreed and understood? "
"This too is superstitious nonsense and it gets under my skin,
but if that's what you want, it's a good way to begin.

"In this modern age a teardropp to seal the contract will do,
and from this day all I promised will be granted to you.
And in four years from now your soul will become mine,
so make the most of your life, and have a good time."

The following four years passed by as though one day
and the payment of a soul is due without delay.
"Hello my friend, you look exceptionally well and healthy,
your four years has not been a waste of time I see."

"I've had an excellent time and I want to thank you a lot,
but is it possible to postpone the contract we've got? "
"How dare you have the audacity to take me as a fool,
do you honestly think I'll break a fundamental rule?

Now listen old man, a deal is a deal and that's a fact,
and its all been signed for in our contract.
Now give me a sealing teardropp from your eye,
and then we can say our last goodbye."

"I'm sorry, it's not medically possible I have dry eyes,
and operations have in vain been tried."
"This is no use to me! I've said it before, a deal is a deal
you'll have to sign it off using blood as the seal! "

"I won't sign in blood, things are different in my life,
I have responsibilities, including a new wife."
"But all these things were made possible because of me,
you owe me your soul and that's how it will be!

Okay, okay… I accept that I cannot have it this day,
but the moment you die you will definitely pay,
and don't go away thinking that you have outwitted me,
your soul will soon be mine, you are not accident free."

poem by Orlando Belo
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Dreumshanbo Hustle

Transcribed by ear by David Chance
Notes from David Chance:
I transcribed these lyrics from the version performed on the Irish TV show Talk About Pop October 11, 1973 (sometimes dated September 11, 1973)...different from the P. Stone lyrics, but perhaps enough to help... For the guitarists here, the generic chord progression is G-Bm-C-D7...
See also the version released on The Philosopher's Stone
I was talkin' to the judge
just before we left the countryside,
paper in his hand,
tryin' to find a way.
Goin' by the book,
Man, you oughtta make a serial.
Ripped the pages out
'fore they pull the final curtain down.
I remember the day
just like the Drumshanbo hustle.
We couldn't hear no birds,
they were makin' not a sound.
They were tryin' to muscle in,
an easy way to bring the money in.
You were pukin' up your guts
when you read the contract had been signed.
Prostitution on the run,
'ceptin what it was last night.
Tryin' to drain you dry,
couldn't get too much rope.
Tryin' to take 'em down
just to see how far it all would go.
Wasn't goin' very far
and she didn't let it bring you down.
Just remember the day,
just like the Drumshanbo hustle.
I couldn't hear no birds,
they were makin' not a sound.
They were drivin' motionless
on the recording and the publishing.
You were pukin' up your guts
when you read the contract had been signed.
New York hooker style,
and the tarot and astronomy.
Tell you every star,
didn't even get your sign.
Well they were lookin' for a scam,
a little paperback novel or a little magazine,
but you left it all behind
when you pulled the rug from underneath her feet.
Just rememberin' the day,
Drumshanbo hustle.
Well you couldn't hear no birds,
they were makin' not a sound.
They were tryin' to muscle in,
an easy way to bring the money in.
You were pukin' up your guts
when you read the actual contract had been signed.
You were pukin' up your guts
when you heard the contract had you signed.
You were pukin' up your guts
when you heard the contract, the contract, had you signed.

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Killing Machine

I never give no answers, I never tell no lies
I never walk a straight line so I never get surprised
I dont ask no favors so I wont get abused
I learned to win when I was young
So Im never ever gonna lose
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract, on you
I never ask no questions, I never speak my mind
I always found that silence helps to keep me and my kind alive
I take care of business, it takes care of me
I look after myself and do it well
cause somebodys always looking for me
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
What manner of man am i?
A gun, lump sum and then I move on
What manner of man are you?
Stab a friends back to jump a queue
I do what I do cos I cant do nothing better
You do what you do, just defendin yourself
cos you aint got nothin better to do
I got no place, no name, Im just a killing machine
I kept the population down, if you know what I mean
I never stop in one place, I move about the cities
Got expensive tastes, but I hasten to add that
Im the best that there is
They pay me the money and Ill do the job
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you
I got a contract on you

song performed by by Judas Priest
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The world in its madness

The world in its madness
~
All this expectation
I need the release clause
Bona fied in contract
A day out of the mind
Trying to keep in pace
With all this change
The latest clothes
And relationships
All of which is expected
And used in judgement
Where is the joy found
When your force to fit in
I’d rather not be considered
To be classed as normal
The world is in its madness
A subtle twisted joke
I feel like the punch line
And seek to separate myself
Looking for the release clause
To be high on a plan
Some may look and talk
I may be labelled insane
But all I see and have seen
Is the world in its madness

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Somehow I Am Immediately Alerted

If I can express,
From my own point of view...
A committment to honesty,
As 'my' experience with it
Allows me to be.
With a self assessment...
That encourages I should be limitation free.
I will not be seeking opinions,
As to how my own impressions...
Affect me emotionally,
Mentally or physically.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.

Or why my feelings are felt,
The way I feel them.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.

Nor am I going to address that in debate.
To await who wins!
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.

If I say I feel a certain way about my life...
I do not seek a validation.
Nor will I take random surveys.
Somehow,
I am immediately alerted.

Any emotions I can not define...
That are mine,
Has very little to do with outside observations.
No needs do I have to schedule visits,
With qualifying psychiatrists.
Or analytical dissections of dysfunctions,
Performed by anyone ordained...
To deliver sermons from a pulpit.
And...
Who believes themselves to be more in touch,
With 'my' reality.
Since all my realities have my name on them!
My creditors will vouch for that!
And would be happy I've made any attempts,
To contact them at all!

So if there is anyone who is in doubt,
About what comes out of my mouth.
Know this...
Any questions I may have,
About my life and directions I take...
To broaden my own awareness,
Will 'first' be heard by God.
And what is decided from 'our' conferences...
More than likely!
And will produce all the comprehension I need.

Unless God is not available.
And it is rare I've had to reschedule,
Priorities to accomodate my visits with Him...
Her or IT.
So far,
I've been extremely fortunate...
To find I am expected.

Somehow,
I am immediately alerted about this!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wanna Live

I've been thinking it over
And I know just what to do
I've been thinking it over
And I know I just can't trust myself

I'm a Gypsy prince
Covered with diamonds and jewels
But then my lover exposes me
I know I'm just a damn fool

I give what I've got to give
I give what I need to live
I give what I've got to give
It's important if I want to live

I wanna live
I want to live my life
I wanna live
I want to live my life

As I load my pistol
Fine German steel
I never thought I'd be so down and out
Having my last meal
But I know I can do it
It just took a few years
As I execute my killer
The morning is near

I give what I've got to give
I give what I need to live
I give what I've got to give
It's important if I want to live

I wanna live
I want to live my life
I wanna live
I want to live my life

song performed by by Ramones from Halfway To Sanity
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I'm Taking You Off My Best Friends' List

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Yes,
I am.
If I have to put up with your nonsense,
And you don't have time for mine...
I get offended by it.

I don't care if you do have things in your life,
To prioritize.
Or that I might contact you,
At the most inappropriate times.
Or...
You just might like some time to be left alone.
Or...
That I've done the same thing to you,
And my activities you've condone.

So what!

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Yes,
I am.
If I have to put up with your nonsense,
And you don't have time for mine...
I get offended by it.

Especially when I have time to sit,
With a wasting of time!
And you have none for me that exist.

I've tolerated your selfishness!
How come this time,
You can not tolerate mine?

I'm taking you off my best friends' list.
Well...
I'm moving you to number 2!
And I could care less how you feel about it!

Hello?
HELLO? ?

I know you did not give me dial tone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Until the contract is signed, nothing is real.

quote by Glenn Danzig
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When I signed a contract, I was here to play 162 games.

quote by Eddie Murray
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Elections (Naani form)

Choices make or break
A country's life at stake
Votes when sold like merchandise
The contract signed, a nation's demise.

Decemb er 29,2009

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Choose To Fly

Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Choose to spread your wings.
And with praises choose to sing...
To end limitations.
And what to you those limits bring.
Choose to fly.
Energize with the Sun.
Have fun.
Begin what is wished.
Do not undo that which has begun.
Choose to fly.
Look up.
Around and down!
Can accustomed conflict mixed with confusion...
Be heard from anyone?
Can it be found?
As you lift your disconnectedness,
Higher off the ground?
Can you feel a peace?
As you release...
From tensions that decrease.
Choose to fly.
Let go of that madness...
Grabbing to entrap.
To have you slapped with unhappiness.
Choose to fly.
Declare your fresh air...
Is absent of dispair.
And all boundaries have cleared for your arrival.
Choose to fly!
Choose to soar...
Above the clouds,
And touch the sky.
Let go...
And take hold of the atmosphere there.
Choose to fly.
Choose to soar.
Choose to live the life you adore,
Even more!
Choose to fly.
And break free to live your dreams.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've never signed any contract and never received a cent from Iraq.

quote by Vladimir Zhirinovsky
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That's Not Me

Said she gave you everything
She broke her back to be
What you need
I tried so long to just complete
Can't take no more
Losin' sight of me
I'm lettin' you know this can't go on this one way street
I'm walkin' alone
This time I'm breakin' free
I'm goin' to find me

I can't sit and be passive
Won't tolerate no more
That's it
I tried so hard to be
What you wanted me to be
If it can't be 50/50
Then know that it don't fit me
I can't give you all that's in me
'Cause baby that's not me

Don't want you to think that I'm selfish
I'm just sick of your one track mess of you can't meet me
Halfway I think it's time that you be on your way
I love you but I can't baby
If it's yo mama you want
You know just what to do
I looked in the mirror
Everyday I saw myself

Fading away
You tryin' to mold be into her
I loved you so
I put you first but I can't live my life this way

I can't sit and be passive
Won't tolerate no more
That's it
I tried so hard to be
What you wanted me to be
If it can't be 50/50
Then know that it don't fit me
I can't give you all that's in me
'Cause baby that's not me

I was so lost in love before I couldn't see the light
But now I'm strong enough to leave you now
So you better treat me right
Don't wanna throw it all away
So baby
Here's your last chance
Don't wanna fight with you
But I need more of you
Give me all

Or it's the end
I crooked

song performed by by Jennifer Lopez from J. Lo
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Annies Other Song

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the an evening with john denver album, and has also been released on the country classics - the very best of john denver album. it has
Een released as a studio track. it also appears on some of the variations of the evening with john denver album.
Im bringin me home to you
Its all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
Its you I choose to be with
Had a wonderful time in the city
I smile when I recall
The space, the songs, the company
I really had a ball
Its a funny set of circumstances
Is me out on the road alone
With the moon lookin over my shoulder
Im findin my way back home
Im bringin me home to you
Its all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
Its you I choose to be with
Ridin high in the rocky mountains
Its a quiet and peaceful time
Id swear the stars are smilin
Like they know whats on my mind
You see on any such an occasion
My thoughts will turn to you
The time I spend all by myself
I mostly spend with you
La la la.......
Im bringin me home to you
Its all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
Its you I choose to be with
When I laid down beside you
And all the love that you showed
I want to live my life with you
Its all the dreams that I know
Bringin me home to you
Its all that I have to give
My life, my love, my everything
Its you I choose to be with
Its you I choose to be with
Its you I want to live with
La la la.......
Words and music by john denver

song performed by by John Denver
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We were all ruled by the studio system. I signed a contract for seven years.

quote by Leslie Caron
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We Live In The World We Build

You can choose from the crops of unhappiness…
or you can unearth the joy from your heart.

You can choose to draw from your dark stormy life…
or believe that only rainbow's beauty follows rain.

You can choose to pollute the air you breathe…
or do no harm to the environs of human or all life form.

You can choose to produce foods by man’s means …
or allow it to be produced by nature’s teams.

You can choose to live in jealousy and hate or
live with love and you won’t have none of the above.

You can choose to make war
or you can make love instead...

You can choose to pluck the thorns…
or pick red, yellow, and pink roses, instead.

You deserve your world that
built brick by brick.

poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Live

Clear out your mind
Look to your past and see what you can find
Stole soul afraid
Of the prophets perfect picture falls away
Is this the life that we choose to live
Or is this the life that has been giving
Now is the time to see what my life should be
What is mine!?
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
It's a timeless rage
For many people praying to be saved
Truth is so strong
It needs lights to guide it so it can carry on
I've seen blood on my hands
Am I dead or is this where it begins
I feel the shame
For my friend who put a bullet in his brain!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
I've got
You've got
We've got
Something to die for
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now!
We live in!
We live in!
We live in Shangri La now
We live in!
We live in!

song performed by by Zug Izland
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