Potty Trained At Birth
Why do you look down in the dumps?
'It has been discovered my mother,
Allowed me to walk around in a dirty diaper.
When I was nine months old.
So my chance to be selected,
As community organizer has been jeopardized! '
Whatever you do...
Don't hold that against them.
Perhaps one day they will find someone,
Who was experienced.
And potty trained at birth!
'Perhaps!
And maybe a true change they can believe in,
Will finally come into their lives! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Jesus was a community organizer, Pontius Pilate was a governor. And perhaps they should understand the role of a community organizer is to help people in distress.
quote by Donna Brazile
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Tribute to John Masefield 1878-1967
Creed.
I hold that when a person dies.
His soul will return to earth again
Arrayed in some new fleshly disguise.
Another mother gives him birth
with sturdier limbs and brighter brain.
The old soul takes to the road again.
Glosa
I hold that when a person dies
They will receive a second chance.
This universal rule applies
in each and every circumstance.
Although there’s room for argument
To hold this view I am content.
His soul will return to earth again
One life is insufficient
To judge the worth of simple men.
Who go astray by accident
and if their truly penitent.
This does not warrant punishment.
Another mother gives him birth
and raises him with tender care.
Another chance to prove his worth
What I believe is nothing new
but I am certain it is true.
With sturdier limbs and brighter brain.
He will resume his journeying.
Better equipped to start again
he is prepared for anything.
That he may meet upon his quest.
His only task to do his best.
The old soul takes the road again.
As all immortal souls must do.
It’s not important where or when.
What I believe may not be true.
I am content to wait and see
I will find out eventually
Thursday,28 October 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Good Like That
I've never been the type who's gonna wait around
Not make a sound while others bring me down
I'm not someone who'll tell you what you wanna hear
Oh you've got to feel by keeping it real
And until now I've been patient
I've been good somehow
But anticipation's leaving me no doubt
About how it will be
When you let go of your fear and release
Let's move it to the fast lane
Take a chance and love me
I'll give you all I have
I'm good like that
Baby, when you crash into me
You'll finally understand
How loving me can change all your plans
I'm good like that
I'm good like that
Don't make me have to tell you that I told you so
'Cause I know you know and it's hard to hold
I cannot do this feeling, you'll find there's double meaning
To the things I say when you walk this way
Just relax, let me take control of you, sit back
Make you see where all this goes
I'm in too bad - what u got to lose
Compared to what I'm offering you?
Let's move it to the fast lane
Take a chance and love me
I'll give you all I have
I'm good like that
Baby, when you crash into me
You'll finally understand
How loving me can change all your plans
I'm good like that
I'm good like that
So take a chance and love me fast
I'll give you all-all that I have
I'm good, I'm good, I'm good like that
So take a chance and love me fast
I'll give you all-all that I have
I'm good, I'm good, I'm good like that
So take a chance and love me fast
I'll give you all-all that I have
I'm good, I'm good, I'm good like that
-ac
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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One More Chance
This time, gonna do my best to make it right
cant go on without you by my s hold on
shelter, come and resque me out of this storm
and out of this cold, i need some one if you see her, tell her this for me
all i need is
Hold on
Lightning about to strike in rain only on me
Hurt so bad sometime it's hard to breathe
Oh why why
If you see her
Tell her this from me
All I need is
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
one more
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
One more chance for love
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
One more
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
And I would walk around this world to find her
And I don't care what it takes no
Why
I'd sail the seven seas to be near her
And if you happen to see her
See, tell her this from me
One more chance at love
Yeah yeah
One more chance at love
Tell her this from me
One more chance at love
Yeah yeah
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
Lovin' you
One more chance at love
I can't find
One more chance at love
Lovin' you
One more chance at love
Yeah yeah one more
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
For love
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
Yeah yeah I can't stop
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
Lovin' you
One more chance at love
One more chance at love
I can't stop
One more chance at love
Lovin' you
Aaow!
One more chance at love
I can't stop
Lovin' you...
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Even though I was their captive, the Indians allowed me quite a bit of freedom. I could walk about freely, make my own meals, and even hurl large rocks at their heads. It was only later that I discovered they were not Indians at all, but dirty clothes hampers.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Since Birth
When one 'is' who they are...
And has been who they are since birth.
Expressing what it is they do,
Because it is no fluke!
Or a passing whim.
The odds are against those,
Who bet the one dissected...
Will be changing anytime soon!
With many hats worn,
To express from the same creativity.
As has been done since birth.
So to ask,
'Larry?
Are you 'still' doing your 'thing'? '
That 'thing' might be considered breathing.
And thought to be a foolish question to ask.
Especially if one is seen doing it.
And the process of delivery has been the same,
Since birth!
With evidence all over the place as proof.
But many want to find,
A blemish to be flawed!
Like an identity one has,
With expectations of it to change!
Like a diaper some still wear.
Seeking the next step to development.
And some know exactly who they are...
Why and the how of it!
And that is what they do.
There is no notoriety sought for it.
If it is given...
Then something must be good,
About what it is that's done.
With devotion and dedication.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dirty White Boy
Hey, baby, if youre feelin down
I know whats good for you all day
Are you worried what your friends see
Will it ruin your reputation lovin me
cause Im a dirty white boy
Yeah a dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Dont drive no big black car
Dont like no hollywood movie star
You want me to be true to you
You dont give a damn what I do to you
Im just a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Well, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
A dirty white boy
Ive been in trouble since I dont know when
Im in trouble now and I now somehow Ill find trouble again
Im a loner, but Im never alone
Every night I get one step closer to the danger zone
cause Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Cmon, cmon boy
Dirty white boy, white boy
Dirty white boy, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy
Hey, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, yeah, Im a dirty white boy
Dirty white boy, dirty white boy, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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My Pup Shiekee
Shiekee, Shiekee wagging her tail,
at the top of the steps, little bark no yelp.
She came to me as scared as can be,
She was yelled at when she peed.
She was even scared to pee outside,
She would not touch the ground,
She would run and hide.
She did get potty trained,
with a little refrain.
I started traveling so I had to give Shiekee away,
I gave her to a girl, but she did not want to stay.
She actually pooped all over her place,
I laughed I know she was playing a game.
Girl called up and said “Is she potty trained? ”
I got Shiekee home and she wagged her tail and smiled,
I knew what she was doing all the while.
Now Shiekee is not with me,
she is with a lady down the street.
She plays with a Beagle in the backyard,
they play real rough, they play real hard.
She has a playmate now and I am glad,
she was the cutest and only girl dog I ever had.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Absence
HERE, ever since you went abroad,
If there be change no change I see:
I only walk our wonted road,
The road is only walk'd by me.
Yes; I forgot; a change there is-
Was it of that you bade me tell?
I catch at times, at times I miss
The sight, the tone, I know so well.
Only two months since you stood here?
Two shortest months? Then tell me why
Voices are harsher than they were,
And tears are longer ere they dry.
poem by Walter Savage Landor
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School-Community
School is a community which surrounds you most
A place where teachers seem somewhat like ghosts
Believing that it’s a chance for new friends
But the community also introduces new ends
You believe that you yourself can never be true
To reside into acting into someone that isn't you
The school community soon becoming fake
Inside, many people's hearts begin to ache
We believe in not showing our true selves
The community telling to dig deep in ourselves
Slowly we start believing that freedom is forbidden
But does school truly want ourselves to remain hidden?
Friendships can lead to you being cut down
We sometimes wish this community wasn't around
But then we realise not to defy the real world
And that the real truth is being unfurled
This community teaches us to stand on our own feet
And without this test we shall still remain incomplete
The teachings is something that no one seems to share
In the real world these are teachings we'll need out there
School is a place where there are things we must learn
Otherwise the community outside will cause us to return
The community outside is the place we are yearning
But this community is the place we are still learning…
poem by Silly Artist
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Are You Experienced?
If you can just get your mind together
Uh-then come on across to me
Well hold hands and then well watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the sea
But first, are you experienced?
Uh-have you ever been experienced-uh?
Well, I have
(well) I know, I know, youll probably scream and cry
That your little world wont let you go
But who in your measly little world, (-uh)
Are you tryin to prove to that youre
Made out of gold and-uh, cant be sold
So-uh, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced? (-uh)
Well, I have
Uh, let me prove it to you, yeah
Trumpets and violins I can-uh, hear in the distance
I think theyre callin our name
Maybe now you cant hear them,
But you will, ha-ha, if you just
Take hold of my hand
Ohhh, but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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Bewteen You and Me: I
An abstract evening
Lungs drew in
The smell of dusk:
Vehicular exhaust
Fuming oil
And extra brewed tea too
On the side walk
You allowed me to hold your hand
We jumped from one side walk to the other
Won't you hold mine, I asked
But I allowed you to hold mine...
You replied contemplating
Your next step...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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In my college years, I worked as a union labor organizer. I was just one of the many workers trying to do my part to help the community.
quote by Jimmy Smits
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I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a community organizer, except that you have actual responsibilities.
quote by Sarah Palin
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Mother
(Translation To: Mutter)
The tears of a crowd of very old children
I string them on a white hair
I throw the wet chain into the air
and wish that I had a mother
no sun shines for me
There was no breast that cried milk
There is a tube that sticks in my throat
I have no navel on my stomach
Mother
I was not allowed to lick any nipples
and there was no fold to hide in
no one gave me a name
fathered in haste and without sperm
I have sworn tonight
For the mother that never gave birth to me
I will send her a sickness
and afterwards let her sink in the river
Mother
An eel lives in her lungs
on my forehead
song performed by by Rammstein
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Deceitfully Victimized
One declaring to be victimized by another,
May pursue to get that atteention...
The first few times mentioned.
But then...
However and eventually,
Those who had been once accused of being culprits...
Become the ones who do receive the empathy,
After it has been discovered...
Those who elected to declare themselves victims,
Are the ones who deceitfully victimized...
To ruin lives of others they chose and selected.
But find themselves today the ones despised.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You should be treated like a dog.
A dog is born with 4 legs to walk on.
You have 2 and you trip up alot.
A dog is left to wonder the streets.
You have a roof over your head and a family to live with.
A dog is caputured and given to strangers.
You are sent to school to learn and make friends.
A dog is beaten then trained to fight others.
You just beat the hell out of people for fun.
A dog has a lower life span and lives it.
You just stay in your room and plan you next victim.
A dog can't control he's action he can't communicate.
You scream and shout at anyone you please.
A dog becomes reckless and they put him down.
You break the law and your allowed to walk.
Created: 29 Aug 2004
poem by James Bloom
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Change
She starts the day, paints on another happy face.
Gets all dressed up to meet her friends at the usual place.
All the the while she's longing
Just wants to belong.
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Found everything, she wants that money can buy.
But she is lost somewhere in between the lines.
Ohhh inside she's crying.
Her whole world is dying.
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Change not for herself
For someone else
The way she walks
The way she talks
The way she smiles
What she believes
The way she breathes
If you change the colour of your world,
And you change the fears you hold inside.
Will you find what you are looking for?
Change for you, not for me.
Change for you
Don't change for me
Change for you
Don't change for me
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Granddaughters Tears
I am a young girl living in this world
Surrounded by family and friends.
But I am lonely and hurting inside
And my loneliness I try to hide.
I love music and I love to dance
I will do it at every chance.
While I am dancing I feel so free
Like no one can touch me.
I feel the music deep in my soul
Moving my feet and taking control.
I need someone to hold me
And tell me they understand
What I am going thru.
Is that so hard to do?
How many girls are going thru the same
And do their lives ever change?
I guess it will change when we
Take the fist steps to change our lives
On that we should not think twice.
I look around and every where I turn
Loneliness can be found.
But there is also so much joy
When you find that perfect boy. (hmm I wonder)
So my tears I will wipe away
For tomorrow is another day.
poem by Louis Rams
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Before I was a year old I walked and talked and I was even potty trained. When I started going to school I think I got on everyone's nerves because I used to ask adult questions rather than settle for the stuff usually fed to kids.
quote by Sharon Stone
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