Root of Noise
At the root of noise,
Created and raised by the voices heard...
Of little girls and boys,
Who grow into being annoying men...
And women,
Is an immaturity that is allowed to fester.
Manifested to pester...
By a nurturing of a spoiledness,
That is granted!
This root blooms!
This root is unconsciously groomed...
To quiet a displeasure measured,
By a gifting of material wishes bestowed.
And silenced each time,
To hold those hostage for the rest of their lives.
When all that should have been done,
To nip this in the bud...
Is a firm stroking done to the buttocks.
Not considered politically correct...
But does the trick quick.
Sparing the 'rod' prolongs headaches,
That have a start but do not end...
Those exorbitant medical bills.
Or the beginning of a future that produces excuses...
Connected,
To the root of noise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Gary likes a girls tight black pants
Larry knows he doesnt stand a chance
Carl says hurry up and order it quick
Dave gets out to chase that chick
Dennis wonders whats under the hood
A big chrome tach and it sounds real good
I go down to the root beer stand
And drink up all that I can
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Brians still glued to the radio
Louies lookin out the rear window
Guys got around to orderin fries
But root beers my best buy
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Give me some root beer (chug-a-lug chug-a-lug chug-a-lug)
Cold beer, root beer
Here a mug, there a mug, everybody chug-a-lug
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
Root beer, need another mug now
Root beer, chug-a-lug-a-lug now
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Women’s Individuality
Spirit of woman is dearer to sons
Than to daughters; sons feel great
loss.
Women are root systems and men
Branches.
A root will not weep for the root of the
other.
26.06.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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In children’s glory
The root toils and takes pride in its crown.
The crown beams but gives no credit to the root.
Birds and animals all admire the crown
For the fruits and the shades they obtain.
They attach least importance to the root.
The root still sticks to the vanity of its pride
As parents take pride in children’s glory.
05.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Of Money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
She began running for the border and her life
Like the wind, straight into the terror of the night
And she survived, bargaining her body for their gold
In the end all she had to sell them was her soul
Thats the way it goes
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
We began reaching for the future like a dream
In a land where everything was free
Wordly men turned their profits into war
No one knows who were really fighting for
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
Chorus:
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the root of all evil
Love of money is the work of the devil
Love of money
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Roots and shoots to feed
Your phallus is the root tip.
Your brain is the shoot tip.
Legs- root laterals.
Hands- shoot laterals.
Torso is the stem.
Navel is the centre of equilibrium.
No shoot development
without root enrichment.
No root development
without shoot enrichment.
25.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We must learn not to disassociate the airy flower from the earthy root, for the flower that is cut off from its root fades, and its seeds are barren, whereas the root, secure in mother earth, can produce flower after flower and bring their fruit to maturity.
Flower in the Crannied Wall
Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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What Is The Value Of Money?
Money we all know is a medium of exchange
Buyers and sellers relate to each other through money
The question here is – what is the value of money?
Few say money is the root of all evil
Many say money is the root of prosperity
And how valuable is money
Almost everything is measured by money
People go to work everyday because of money
Wealth of individuals is measured by money
All purchases and transactions are made by money
Every country has a name for its own money
The importance of some countries
In based on the value of their money
What is the value of money?
The rise and fall of foreign exchange
Is used to measure the value of money
Success to many is also measured by money
Corporate positions are measured by money
There are some people who marry for money
What is the value of money?
To many, money is everything
You cannot get many things done without money
Many have pondered and contemplated to ask
Can human beings live without money?
Then, how shall we determine and decide
The prices of individuals and materials
Differences between the rich and the poor
Are calculated in monetary terms
The power bestowed by money
Seems bigger than imagined
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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The Root Of Evil Is Insanity
The Root of Evil is Rejection
There is the need to get even, attack
A paranoid act toward Destruction
For imagined offense - to fight back!
The Root of Evil is Corruption
Absence of light, love, or goodness.
The aim is only to create Disruption
Perhaps to gain Attention, such a mess!
The Root of the Evil is Insanity
No valid Reason, Logic, or Cause.
Just the need for Demented folly
The end itself is sure Mental Loss.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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But On The Other Hand
Death is Bad;
but it is slimming.
Life is Good;
Except when it is Bad
Heaven is good
but it is too far away
and I wonder if there
is dating there
or marriage.
Why do Arab Martyrs
get 21 virgins in Heaven?
Where do they come from?
Dying is ok by me
I just don't want it to be unpleasant
and I certainly don't want to watch;
don't want you to watch either.
I like birds
but the way they fly around
seems frivolous.
Happiness is over-rated;
but then again
so is misery.
I like kissing
but the spit part
and the lips-
can't you catch something?
The little girl said
'Sex is like blowing up a balloon
and then the baby cries.'
He said;
'Women are like precious diamonds
hard on the outside
hard on the inside
but make-up and lighting
makes them look shiny.
But they are far more valuable than men.
Men are like custard pie
delicious when fresh
but not fulfilling
enough for dinner;
have them only for dessert
and then only occasionally.
Children make marriages.
Children break marriages.
Thinking is like washing your brain
sometimes after washing
you can do a thing with it and that can make you nervous.
If your favorite pet and your significant other was drowning
who would you save?
This is the single greatest indicator of what stage of life you are in.
Cowardice is the root of all evil.
Complacency is the root of all Cowardice.
Laziness is the root of all Complacency
The root of Laziness is Boredom
The Root of Boredom is the inability
to choose what is interesting.
The root of choosing only the uninteresting
is control from the top
The root of control from the top
is Cowardice.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Evil being the root of mystery, pain is the root of knowledge.
quote by Simone Weil
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A Poem With Roots
Deep in the ground
Far beneath my feet
My mothers lifetime ago
A seed, a root, a tree began to grow.
Buried in the soil
It once lay alone,
Til the seeds, the root, the tree began to show.
Deep in the ground
Far beneath my feet.
A root became a tree.
poem by Caitlynn Rose
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Money is the root of all evil, and yet it is such a useful root that we cannot get on without it any more than we can without potatoes.
quote by Louisa May Alcott
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A New leaf
There’s a new leaf upon the Tree
A thousand, thousand have been before
In the life of this great tree
Yet, the Tree rejoices, and is glad
For there is a New Leaf upon the tree
The roots are deep, and hidden
Tis one tree from root to branch
And lives in and through each leaf
The hearts’ smile resurrected
Through the New leaf upon the tree
Like the stars of heaven
New leaves have been many
And so they all are One
For they all share the same root
Bless the New leaf upon the tree
Perfection in the Blessing
Joy released in tears of love
The strength in life will comfort
From root to God above
A New leaf upon the tree
Beauty, Truth, and life
Complete from root to branch
When life’s cycle turns
Leaves fall to nourish roots
And behold, a New leaf upon the tree
poem by Adrian Wait
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Snag It From The Root
Snap and snag it from the root.
Use every resource you have got.
Clip and snip,
To replant.
If that's what you have to do!
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
From Sunrise until Sunset comes.
Snag it back and get it from the root.
You can snap it back from the root.
Crack it back until you get the main thing done.
You can snag it from the root!
Snap,
And snag it from the root.
You can snap it back from the root.
Crack it back until you get the main thing done.
You can snag it from the root!
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
Make up your mind,
You will do all the weeding that's done.
From Sunrise until Sunset comes.
Snap,
And snag it from the root.
You can snap it back from the root.
Crack it back until you get the main thing done.
You can snag it from the root!
You can snag it from the root!
Snap,
And snag it from the root.
Crack it back until you get the main thing done.
You can snag it from the root!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Discover your divine root
Discover your divine root
We make certain claims
Based on the fact we are sons of soil
But really speaking
We are on the earth through the soil
And not in fact from it
We have our root
Up there in heavens
And it is all divine
Our belief that we are from the soil
And our root is stuck there
Makes us put in efforts to
Accumulate, assess, account
Ascertain earthly things
We take pride with things we possess
We justify our move in that direction
As we consider these things add to comfort
And that these only form the scales
For others to decide the level of our success
But, instead of giving us the comfort we foresaw
They add to our worries, anxieties and what not
They even steal the peace we had earlier without their being there
They threaten our harmonious co-existence
With people and things around
We spend time and energy in keeping them under our hold
If your turn your interest on to the discovery
Of your divine root
You have a chance to stay balanced ever
Not that this effort towards discerning your divine root
Is going to hold you back from worldly things
You still be accumulating earthly things
They will flow into your life
You will also enjoy the comforts they offer
But, since you maintain a touch with divine
Your attachment to these will be loose
Your will not mind their presence or absence
And enjoy a well balanced mind set
With all your abilities to perform worldly acts in tact
Stay in touch with your divine root
And have a great living ever
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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When we root-root-root for the home team, we're rooting for our home as much as the team.
quote by Richard Roeper
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Seventh Inning Stretch
Written in 1908 by jack norworth and albert von tilzer
Katie casey was baseball mad
Had the fever and had it bad
Just to root for the home town crew
Every sou, katie blew
On a saturday her young beau
Called to see if shed like to go
To see a show but miss kate said no,
Ill tell you what you can do...
Chorus
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jack
I dont care if I never get back
So its root, root, root for the home team
If they dont win its a shame
For its one, two, three strikes youre out
At the old ball game
Second verse
Katie casey saw all the games
Knew all the players by their first names
Told the umpire he was wrong
All along, good and strong
When the score was just two to two
Cagey casey knew what to do
Just to cheer up the boys she knew
She made the gang sing this song
Chorus
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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Desires never die.
Desire is subject to change with age.
Lust, the root of the desire, has no age,
Is born and will die with one’s carnal age.
The root undying, no avail to prune the foliage.
15.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''