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The Act Remains The Same

Studying to steal from someone,
What they have created and done...
Is not innovation.
It's stealing.
No matter how this activity is interpretated.
The act remains the same.
However a weasel whittles away to connive.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Gots A Weasel

Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
Jumped in.....
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
Said somethin to show me the blimp, babe
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
I got me this big weasel out!
Weasel, teazel pleazel pleazel
Got a weasel its a teazel mah pleazel
Got a weasel teazel my pleazel got a weasel
Got a weasel its a pleazal mah bay!
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
It come through the roof in a blimp!
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
Weasel flying upstairs in the air!
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah weasel -- got a weasel
I got the weasel jumped in the air!
Weasel, teazel pleazel pleazel
Got a weasel its a teazel mah pleazel
Got a weasel pleazel my pleazel pleazel weasel
Got a weasel its a pleazal mah bay!
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
Weasel flyin around up in the ceiling!
Got a weasel -- its a teazel -- mah pleazel -- mah pleazel -- got a weasel
He jumped upstairs and down again!
Yeah!

song performed by by Ween
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Weasel Face

Twenty four hours ago
No one could help me
I'm alone in life
No where to go

So I picked up the phone
Called out for help
Some one please help me
I'm afraid and alone

Weasel face
Weasel face
Weasel face

It's way past midnight
T.V. set is on
It's my only friend
One crisis after another

Ain't no loser or quitter
It's all or nothin' baby
'Cause we fought so hard
For our piece of this world

Weasel face
Weasel face
Weasel face

song performed by by Ramones from Halfway To Sanity
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The future is not a result of choices among alternative paths offered by the present, but a place that is created - created first in the mind and will, created next in activity. The future is not some place we are going to, but one we are creating. The paths are not to be found, but made, and the activity of making them, changes both the maker and the destination.

quote by John Schaar
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Closer To Heaven

Those who steal should steal no more! !
For you are taking away my sins by stealing my items;
And, i am getting closer to heaven than you are.

Cut it off and throw it away!
And learn how to do the right ting than evil;
For i have to enjoy my life with my muse,
And like the peace of a land far away from home!

Stop stealing and live peacefully with us all,
Because, i want to ride my horse always in peace around you;
And like the muse of love than the muse of wars! !
For, stealing my items brings me closer to heaven than you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wisely Fair

Innovation cannot steal invention.
Evolution cannot steal creation.
Environment cannot stem heredity.
The old is fairly wise, if not wisely fair.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Squelch The Weasel

Squelch the little weasel, crush him before he spawns
Break it to me gently, but with merriment and song
Squelch the little weasel, juice him as he bleeds
Feed him to the many, for thoust their souls shall weep
Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth
I was just a puppet until the clouds caved in
Bless me now you are sacred my flesh betwixt my skin
Sipping of the sunray blading in the earth
Evolving was the nectar given to the weasel birth

song performed by by Ween
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Do Not Steal

Do not steal another’s name;
Do not steal your neighbor’s fame;
Do not steal next person’s house;
Do not steal someone’s spouse.

Do not steal one’s money;
Do not steal someone’s honey;
Do not steal other’s labor;
Do not steal things from neighbor.

Do not steal another’s job;
Do not steal from poorer mob;
Do not steal next man’s limelight;
Do not steal another’s might.

Do not steal another’s health;
Do not steal your neighbor’s wealth.
Do not steal next person’s praise;
Do not steal from human race.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-20-2008

poem by John Celes
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Some Thoughts To Ponder: Ii

when things connive
to unify
is there a force
that can tear them apart?

when things connive
to fall apart
is there a force
that can bind them?

21sep2009
15.03hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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A Cabin Tale

THE YOUNG MASTER ASKS FOR A STORY

Whut you say, dah? huh, uh! chile,
You 's enough to dribe me wile.
Want a sto'y; jes' hyeah dat!
Whah' 'll I git a sto'y at?
Di'n' I tell you th'ee las' night?
Go 'way, honey, you ain't right.
I got somep'n' else to do,
'Cides jes' tellin' tales to you.
Tell you jes' one? Lem me see
Whut dat one's a-gwine to be.
When you 's ole, yo membry fails;
Seems lak I do' know no tales.
Well, set down dah in dat cheer,
Keep still ef you wants to hyeah.
Tek dat chin up off yo' han's,
Set up nice now. Goodness lan's!
Hol' yo'se'f up lak yo' pa.
Bet nobidy evah saw
Him scrunched down lak you was den--
High-tone boys meks high-tone men.

Once dey was a ole black bah,
Used to live 'roun' hyeah some whah
In a cave. He was so big
He could ca'y off a pig
Lak you picks a chicken up,
Er yo' leetles' bit o' pup.
An' he had two gread big eyes,
Jes' erbout a saucer's size.
Why, dey looked lak balls o' fiah
Jumpin' 'roun' erpon a wiah
W'en dat bah was mad; an' laws!
But you ought to seen his paws!
Did I see 'em? How you 'spec
I 's a-gwine to ricollec'
Dis hyeah ya'n I 's try'n' to spin
Ef you keeps on puttin' in?
You keep still an' don't you cheep
Less I 'll sen' you off to sleep.
Dis hyeah bah 'd go trompin' 'roun'
Eatin' evahthing he foun';
No one could n't have a fa'm
But dat bah 'u'd do' em ha'm;
And dey could n't ketch de scamp.
Anywhah he wan'ed to tramp.
Dah de scoun'el 'd mek his track,
Do his du't an' come on back.
He was sich a sly ole limb,
Traps was jes' lak fun to him.

Now, down neah whah Mistah Bah
Lived, dey was a weasel dah;
But dey was n't fren's a-tall
Case de weasel was so small.
An' de bah 'u'd, jes' fu' sass,
Tu'n his nose up w'en he 'd pass.
Weasels 's small o' cose, but my!
Dem air animiles is sly.
So dis hyeah one says, says he,
'I 'll jes' fix dat bah, you see.'
So he fixes up his plan
An' hunts up de fa'merman.
When de fa'mer see him come,
He 'mence lookin' mighty glum,
An' he ketches up a stick;
But de weasel speak up quick:
'Hol' on, Mistah Fa'mer man,
I wan' 'splain a little plan.
Ef you waits, I 'll tell you whah
An' jes' how to ketch ol' Bah.
But I tell yow now you mus'
Gin me one fat chicken fus'.'
Den de man he scratch his haid,
Las' he say, 'I'll mek de trade.'
So de weasel et his hen,
Smacked his mouf and says, 'Well, den,
Set yo' trap an' bait ternight,
An' I 'll ketch de bah all right.'
Den he ups an' goes to see
Mistah Bah, an' says, says he:
'Well, fren' Bah, we _ain't_ been fren's,
But ternight ha'd feelin' 'en's.
Ef you ain't too proud to steal,
We kin git a splendid meal.
Cose I would n't come to you,
But it mus' be done by two;
Hit's a trap, but we kin beat
All dey tricks an' git de meat.'
'Cose I 's wif you,' says de bah,
'Come on, weasel, show me whah.'
Well, dey trots erlong ontwell
Dat air meat beginned to smell
In de trap. Den weasel say:
'Now you put yo' paw dis way
While I hol' de spring back so,
Den you grab de meat an' go.'
Well, de bah he had to grin
Ez he put his big paw in,
Den he juked up, but--kerbing!
Weasel done let go de spring.
'Dah now,' says de weasel, 'dah,
I done cotched you, Mistah Bah!'
O, dat bah did sno't and spout,
Try'n' his bestes' to git out,
But de weasel say, 'Goo'-bye!
Weasel small, but weasel sly.'
Den he tu'ned his back an' run
Tol' de fa'mer whut he done.
So de fa'mer come down dah,
Wif a axe and killed de bah.

Dah now, ain't dat sto'y fine?
Run erlong now, nevah min'.
Want some mo', you rascal, you?
No, suh! no, suh! dat 'll do.

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Infinite Conversation

...like an infinite conversation
condensed into a single word
in which we all take equal
intimate participation...

How long spent searching the
black depths of night,
studying the footprints of alien shadows,
before we come to understand the
destined path of the surrounding darkness
its power and its pull?

Perhaps entropy is the universe
mirroring the mind's manic disorder

maybe dark matter seeps from
the black holes of memory

say matter, whats the matter?
did you forget your place in space?
or is it another matter altogether
to which there are dimensions i cannot relate?

Upon death's bloom
what of mind remains
what answers await
as we're recycled back into
the ether's womb?

What to make of these riddles
spelt in the ripples
now stirring my alphabet soup?

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Chance and Trouble

Search, searching chances
Search, searching troubles

Steal, stealing chances
Steal, stealing troubles

Searching chance in trouble
Searching trouble to get chance

Stealing chance in trouble
Stealing trouble to get chance

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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(Political Poem) Baking Cookies

Personally I prefer to bake my own.
Then rely on a system so corrupt.
I honestly and truthfully believe in hard work.
No matter how many crooks stand over me waiting to steal from my jar as well.
It is disappointing and makes me angry at times.
The crimes that we commit for things we don't even need.
An overindulgence in gluttony.
But it comes down to this.
They need us more then we need them.
No matter the monetary system created.
No matter the thievery so jaded.
It is still not really that complicated.
Even as their are those who act like it is.
Just so they can receive one more handout before they have to go.
Just one last scam.
Come on man.
I say no.
Not this time.
Collapse the system go ahead.
And forgive me if I start laughing at you.
Even with all your threats I know.
For you rely on it more the I do.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Threat Of Innovation

It's not the threat of innovation,
They stay away from.
It is the people who have this,
They fear!
And they have no idea,
From where it comes.
Even attempts to steal it,
Leaves them stunned...
As to how it's done!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I think we always move from imitation to assimilation to innovation, but I can't name you 20 people outside those we've already recognized who ever got to point three: innovation.

quote by David Baker
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And then you take a look at Spaces, there is this great innovation that came out of nowhere. We have the number one blogging site in the world because of the innovation that's there.

quote by Steve Ballmer
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Yes Yes

when God created love he didn't help most
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low

when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountians and the sea and fire at the same time

He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.

Submitted by .eve.

poem by Charles Bukowski
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We are not concerned about innovation shifting from the U.S. I still believe that the U.S. still has capabilities for innovation.

quote by Craig Mundie
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Sweet Lady Mary

(wood, stewart, lane)
Sweet lady mary has to rest her poor head
Wakes in the morning with her breakfast in bed
I tried to help her, but I did not know how
I tried to love her, but its all over now
Nothing left to comfort me, except a sunny day
Steal away, steal away
Over the stones along the dusty old road
With every footstep one more tale is told
With every turning one more side to see
Sweet lady marys seen the last of me
A lesson is learnt, Ill never come this way again
Ill steal away, steal away
Her spanish habits are so hard to forget
The lady lied with every breath, I accept
Was a matter of time before my face did not fit
I knew all along Id have to quit.
Anyway now, I better not waste anymore of your time
Ill steal away, steal away
I think Ill go back home and start all again
Where the gulf stream waters tend to ease the pain
And on a new day when Ive mended the wound
Sweet lady marys gate I swear Ill be bound
But before I sit down again and waste anymore of your time
I better steal away, steal away
Ooh-hoo
Steal away-ay.

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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The Dove And Weasel

He was solitary, cruel n' tough
A weasel "Bad to the bone"
He, gentle, wise n' downy soft
"The dove of love" 'twas widely known

One day the dove came upon the beast
Touched down lightly on the ground
Weasel thought "I'll eat this tiny feast"
As hungrily he circled round n' round

Before he could pounce they locked eyes
Drool dripping off weasel's pointy chin
But something happened much to his surprise
The dove began to softly sing n' spin

'I bring peace n' goodwill to you" He cooed
Weasel froze in place n' stared in wonder
"I've come to teach you humility n' gratitude"
"To devour me my friend would be to blunder"

"I'm a weasel n' must do what weasels do"
"You're just another meal to me" he said"
"If they were here I'd eat your parents too"
"You'll have no need to sing n' spin once dead"

Undeterred the fearless dove sang on
"How sweet it is to love you precious one"
"I seek not be your folly or Rubicon"
"Come sing n' spin with me my son"

Hearing this the weasel began to cry
He begged forgiveness for his many sins
The dove moved close n' dried his eyes
Whispered softly;
"This is when your life truly begins"

Just then the Dove became a Living Jesus
The weasel became the first human being
The man fell down n' begged forgiveness
"How dare I destroy such a precious thing"

The Lord smiled n' said "Now you know,
"How peace n' love compel a soul to grow"

ROTMS

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poem by Ray Lucero
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Diogenes On Fate

Diogenes is walking past
the crowds and the stalls
in the market

the butcher has caught a man
stealing meat
'Oh, ' says the thief
'It's my fate to steal -
do not punish me! '

'Oh, ' says Diogenes,
'if it's your fate to steal
then it's your fate to be beaten! '

And Diogenes beats him

poem by Raj Arumugam
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