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That's Rude to Run Away Like That

Having an optimistic outlook,
For one who has made the decision...
To divorce from old wounds,
And the causes for them.
Makes for a renewed approach to life.
With the acceptance of fresh nonsense,
Appearing less of a threat...
Than one attempting a failed mugging.

'I'm sorry, dude.
You caught me on a bad day.
Try me again around the first of the month.
Especially in the morning...
After I've had a cup of,
Hey...
HEY?
That's rude to run away like that.
I wasn't finish explaining.
You are never going to be a good mugger.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If It Makes You Feel Good

Whatever your favorite perception may be...
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.

Whatever it is that justifies your outlook,
And way of life.
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.

Whatever decision you make,
That defies acceptible logic.
That's great.
You chose a choice that was made.
And it was your decision.
Hey...
What can I say?
There's no need to place blame,
If a shame comes to be claimed.
Right?

I think it is wonderful to know what we do has been done,
Based upon our knowledge.
And not an impluse we chase.

I think it is wonderful to know what we do and choose...
Has nothing to do with stubbornness.
And more to do with an expertise we possess!

You chose a choice that was made.
And it was your decision.
Hey...
What can I say?
There's no need to place blame,
If a shame comes to be claimed.
Right?

Whatever it is that justifies your outlook,
And way of life.
You should keep it.
If it makes you feel good.

I think it is wonderful to know what we do has been done,
Based upon our knowledge.
And not an impluse we chase.

I think it is wonderful to know what we do and choose...
Has nothing to do with stubbornness.
And more to do with an expertise we possess!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Beauty and the Dude

A fresh sweet-scented beauty
Came tripping down the street;
She was as fair a vision
As you might chance to meet.
A masher raised his cady
(I don’t want to be rude)
He raised it to the lady—
That fresh sweet-scented dude.

They met and talked and simpered
And giggled in the street;
They were as bright a vision
As you might wish to meet.
I don’t know what they’re good for,
But don’t want to be rude
To the fair sweet-scented beauty
Or the well-upholstered dude.

poem by Henry Lawson
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Get Out of The House

Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
You did what you had to do!
The throne was never meant for you to sit,
Sprewing tantrums and bad habits forever!
Attempting cleverness...
Believing all your fits should be accepted!
There's nothing great about your approach,
And outlook on life!
Your disasterous plan
Has come from the darkened corners to centerstage!
And the only one appearing to be shocked is you!

Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
You and your clan,
Ran on self delusion too long!
You've invaded common sense
With senseless ignorance.
And much of that you sold on people's pride!
That 'downhome' approach
Played enough to scatter rats!
Even they got tired of the lies!

Shut up!
Sit down!
You may have seen yourself,
As a cat who was able to deliver the cheese!
But you are a fool.
And that is a fact!
You and the others
Brought a kingdom to its knees!
And that is treason by any name,
For those whose mindsets have not been diseased...
Or drained by your games!

Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
The image of your 'vision' is done!
Collect your ego and history shifting myths.
There's a lot that has to be completed!
And anyone who is sane can see,
You have no brains for it!

Shut up!
Sit down...
And listen!
Get out of the house and go fishin'!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Approach To Life

My approach to life?
Do not overkill the taste of it,
With too much seasoning.
Salt and peppered attitudes...?
I try to stay away from those.
But every now and then,
You may find me experimenting.
However,
The more natural the flavor,
The more appreciative I am.
And I like to pride myself,
On what I digest.
Especially if I can keep manfested,
A more healthier outlook.
And not constipate myself with nonsense.

My approach to life?
Nothing special really.
But I do watch what and how I think!
I like to believe I keep myself regular.
Not too sweet...
And yet not completely meat free either.
I try to maintain a balance.
With a bit of drama.
Lots of humor.
And a slice of mystery every now and then!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chasing Pessimists Away

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
Carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
And carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.
And being optimistic makes those pessimists mad.
And chasing pessimists away should make somebody glad.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
And being optimistic is much better than the bad.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone In My Bed

He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
You're always on my mind
I wouldn't call it love
But when we're in the club
We always move in time
And when it gets too much
I hurry home and rush
Wanna see me through the walls
Wanna slide through the floor
And my bed is calling
Blush, as my conscience starts to tell
When i'm going up the stairs
It can't wait 'till morning
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Now it's about the time
Undressing with a sign
That later you'll be mine
We're caught into a vibe
With dirty thoughts that crosses over the stop sign
It's crazy that I feel
Confused it's so surreal
What's happening to me?
One touch and i'm just there
And i'm coming down the stairs
Bragging cos he made me go
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Late at night your eyes on me (ooh)
I know you like what you can't see (ooh)
Face to face along we breathe (oooh)
I can't see what's on your mind (ooh)
Moving slowly down my thigh (ooh)
And the thought just makes me (oooooh)
It feels divine
Ooh there's something on my (who)
Is moving on my (who)
I think i'm gonna ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
Ooh there's someone in my bed
Must be something that I said
And it must of been good
(Let me hear you say)
Ooh there's something on my mind
Don't know what I don't know why
But it must of been rude
(Feeling good today)
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it
He's got me sick
Wanna get it
I can't help it
I just need it

song performed by by Sugababes
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Blessed With This Gift

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
With a feeling that expresses a gratefulness,
To experience this gift.
They will see opportunity.
And know to them it has already been given.

If one makes a decision,
Life is to be lived and not taken for granted...
Blessings given will be shared,
If they awaken with thoughts...
To be to others more caring!

If...
And that's not a big 'if' to ponder.
Not to awaken thinking of possibilities!
Or what this day given brings.

If...
One makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
One just has to start,
Realizing each day when they awaken...
They have already been blessed with a gift!

If...
For them that is a decision made,
To see a life that has been given that way...
Fortunes are at their fingertips.
With a pricelessness that enriches.

If one makes a decision,
To awaken seeking ways to appreciate life.
And feeling blessed with this gift.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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T'was the Night Prior to the Real Nightmare

Failed concepts...
Are diminishing by the minute.
And those who are in it,
Have to sit and finish them off!

T'was the night prior to the real nightmare.
People were sunbathing without a thought or care!
Mockings of inner city people were good and well done!
And out of the blue,
Bird doo hit the head of someone,
And he became startled, baffled and stunned!
Was that the bird of truth?
His nervousness begun!

People stopped listening to him like they should.
He sent in fresh missionaries to keep the 'hood' good!
He took away the alcohol from his kids...
Took away their weapons,
Although they had some hid from him they did!

He spoke to his pastor...
Who was also his lawyer,
Banker and baker of his bread!
He didn't know what to say,
About his dread.

And it was dreadful!

He tried his best,
To provide for everyone.
By selling the land,
Running it!
And racking up bills as he ran,
As far as he could from reality!

And now he wants to be perceived,
As the one most willing...
To piece together a portrait of universal love!
And this...
Will be yet another,
Failed concept!
Laid out on the table....
From a chair he sits that is much too big!

Failed concepts...
Are diminishing by the minute.
And those who are in it,
Have to sit and finish them off!

Failed concepts...
Are diminishing by the minute.
And those who are in it...
Are no closer to an exit,
Than the first exit plan they claim...
Would win the game!

Failed concepts...
Are diminishing by the minute.
And those who are in it
Must do something quick,
Or sit and be finished off!

T'was the night prior to the real nightmare...
People were sunbathing without a thought,
And none dared to care.
Until out of no where...
Strange Beings appeared.
With pierced skin and tattoos from toe to ear.
They were quite drugged,
And their focus wasn't clear.
But they began to stalk...
In growing numbers.
Surrounding those...
In numbing fear!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The decision he made with Usama bin Laden was a tactical decision. It wasn't a strategic decision. The strategic decision was made by President Bush to go after him. What President Obama has done on his watch, the issues that have come up while he's been president, he's gotten it wrong strategically every single time.

quote by Rick Santorum
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Single & Free

Right now that's how I rather be
Marriage failed leaving me single
Giving me an opportunity to mingle
Having the freedom to be myself
The divorce made me
Realize that there wasn't anything left
This life I live is new to me
Sometimes missing the joy
Of marriage and family
At times it's hard getting adjusted to
However I like the freedom that it gives you
Although marriage may sound a lot better
That's what people say
Those who choose the single life
Won't feel this way

poem by Donielle Smith
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Songs The Minstrel Sang

Its almost over its almost done
And you cant put the blame on anyone
Its almost easy and its almost fun
Did you get caught with your britches on
Hi derry day in the month of may
Was the song the minstrel sang
To the good of robin hood
Maid marion and all the gang
His aim was mean and his shot was clean
And his suit was the shade of evergreen
The folks he knew hadnt naught to fear
When the sheriff was there they were over here
Hi derry doon in the month of june
Was the song the minstrel sung
To the good of robin hoods
Good name and a place to run
He loved strong ale and a run down jail
Was the kind of a scene where he never failed
There was no man on the sea or land
Who could get maid marion on the trail
Hi derry day in the month of may
Was the song the minstrel sang
To the good of robin hood
Maid marion and all the gang
Its almost over its almost done
And you cant put the blame on marion
She almost made it to the friars gate
But the old wooden bridge wouldnt elevate
Hi derry doon in the month of june
Was the song the minstrel sung
To the good of robin hoods
Good name and a place to run

song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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It is not always what we know or analyzed before we make a decision that makes it a great decision. It is what we do after we make the decision to implement and execute it that makes it a good decision.

quote by William Pollard
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Let the message go out - a new generation has taken charge of Labour which is optimistic about our country, optimistic about our world, optimistic about the power of politics. We are optimistic and together we will change Britain.

quote by Ed Miliband
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Feel Kind Of Dumb

I failed to keep my best friend,
And I failed to keep it safe.
Now I think it all came to an end
With all doubt in faith.

I feel like it's back in the beginning,
When it all began when I was in middle school;
I'm scared now that I will start spinning
I feel stupid and feel like a fool.

For some reason I feel like I made a dumb decision,
A dumb decision in-deed...
I can see myself or vision
That I am in pain and can see my heart bleed.

poem by Jessica Lee
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Sonnet: Life's Approach

There is a second face for coin of life;
There is another pole when you have one;
There is another use of utmost strife;
There is another use for all works done.

All things have demerits and merits, too;
The force of life is negative and plus;
There is both good and bad in me and you;
Our earthly-life has both blessings and curse.

See just the beautiful aspect of things;
Be optimistic in your outlook, Man;
Problems have beset, both paupers and kings;
Work hard; face them, steadfastly, if you can.

Sweetness is sweeter after bitter taste;
Despite our sins in life, we must be chaste.

poem by John Celes
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Unified By Their Nonsense Making

When people become offended,
By someone expressing an identity...
There is an acceptance of an unconsciousness,
That has become collectively defended,
By overwhelming ignorance.

And no one has to go to a mall,
To shop for the proof of the evidence.

A blindness is preferred by those following,
As if addicted sheep...
Down a road where the process of thinking,
Independently or not...
Is regarded as a threat to those easily upset,
By those they overhear communicating...
With a maturity expressed.
And not a sign of an argument building up,
Between them addressed with...
The spewing of cuss words heard.

This is a dangerous environment,
For anyone with intelligence to live in!
People with intelligence are suspicious,
Of making attempts to be 'better'...
Than everyone else.
Especially those,
Who prefer to live their lives...
Down to Earth and as foolishly as possible.

When people become offended,
By someone expressing an identity...
As a choice of one attempting to think,
With common sense...
Is not a recommendation,
For anyone choosing to separate themselves...
With a maturity,
From this kind of accepted behavior...
Chosen by those unified by their nonsense making,
And faithfully tied to rituals...
They neither understand nor respect with depth.

'If it was good enough for my mama and her mama...
And those 'mamas' known before that,
Well...
It is good enough for me!
And I will take that with two hamhocks,
Yams dripping with butter and gravy smothered chops.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One month Anniversary (1)

In months time
Time flew by
So fast, so quick
So many memories already

From first kiss in the Drive way
To First date at TGI's
To my first photo booth pictures
To Caving at Devils den
To already having many developed pictures
To being with a great person for one months time

Memories fly, but time is cherished
Having these memories with you means everything
Knowing you're there to tell me Morning
Knowing you're there to tell me Night
Everything we do makes me smile
And makes me realize everythings worthwhile

So here's to a month
A month so great
A month with no debate
A month with no regrets

I'm hope you've enjoyed it as much as i have
I hope for another month and more

Happy One month anniversary

poem by Tanner Gallman
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Guilt Ridden With Temptations

If I was to choose to love a man.
And a woman does the same with another...
There is not a law,
Whether it was passed or not...
That could keep us from each other.
IF this was a mutual decision.

The emphasis made on homosexuality,
Or if one chooses to live a lesbian life...
No matter how 'straight' public impressions,
On those heterosexual...
Determined to keep their outlook as 'right',
Will not change a decided preference.

Today,
People are seeking those to match their happiness.
And those seeking to roleplay to mask with impressions,
Are most likely confessiing to someone, somewhere...
They have become guilt ridden with temptations and sin.
While sneaking around to 'downlow' on their spouses.

'I 'heard' you were involved in homosexual activities.'

Oh?
And...
How was 'your' experience?
I'm sure it wasn't gossiped.
You don't seem to have the look of one curious.
And I am not one you can hunt.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To finish a work? To finish a picture? What nonsense! To finish it means to be through with it, to kill it, to rid it of its soul, to give it its final blow the coup de grace for the painter as well as for the picture.

quote by Pablo Picasso
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Acceptance Heals

Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.

Some wish to stop to grow.
To direct with a decision...
To have things go their way.
Blocking the experience of a natural adventure.
As if the ticking of a clock,
Depends on a decision made.
Since time itself...
Is a creation of man.

And where man stands...
Has nothing to do,
With the evolution of nature.
And nature awaits...
Such dictates!

Acceptance heals!
A willingness to just let go...
To be a part of a natural process,
Reveals an ability to face the truth...
For what it is and means.
Without the need,
Of foolish protective measures.

And those foolish protective measures,
Keeps a wounded mind...
With no peace to find.

Acceptance heals.
Like one's faith,
Eliminates...
A stunted life that wastes away,
In anticipation to have a stubbornness validated.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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