This Stuff Ain't Fresh
This stuff ain't fresh.
Just restated.
Updated to give it flair.
The same minds will ignore it.
And the proof will be there.
The rhythm changes.
With the same words repeated.
The beat is felt.
With those patting their feet.
A monotony delivers,
An expectation.
Yet no one will listen...
With dulled sensations.
This stuff ain't fresh.
Just restated.
Updated to give it flair.
The same minds will ignore it.
And the proof will be there.
Unless I write something,
About a 'monkey's butt'.
Only then,
Will all eyes stare!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Got To Give It Up
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Tell my mama and tell my pa
That their fine young son didnt get far
He made it to the end of a bottle
Sitting in a sleazy bar
He tried hard but his spirit broke
He tried until he nearly choked
In the end he lost his
Bottle drinking alcohol
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Tell my brother I tried to write and
Put pen to paper but I was frightened
I couldnt seem to get the words out right
Right quite right
Tell my sister Im sinking slow
Now and again I powder my nose
In the end I lost my bottle
It smashed in a casbah
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive been messing with the heavy stuff
For a time I couldnt get enough
But Im waking up and its wearing off
Junk dont take you far
Tell my mama Im coming home
In my youth Im getting older
And I think its lost control
Mama Im coming home
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
Ive got to give it up Ive got to give it up
That stuff
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Medically Numbed
Where is the proof,
That there is a declining quality of life.
Where is the proof,
That minds have been affected...
By a relying on chemical diets.
And where is the proof...
Those depicted to be out of their minds,
Reflect a more accepted time...
Few have been too medically numbed to notice.
Or drugged to promote quick corner purchases.
'Pssst...
Yeah,
You.
How about getting that monkey off your back.
I've got a remedy for that.'
~That's MY SON,
Crack head.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Recently
Recently i've been
All of content and dreaming i have been
'cause i been lately seeing
Quite a bit of this woman live on my street
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
She comes to me
I watch her drink
I watch her comb her hair
Both say that we never before have
Felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worrying about
She and me go to places quiet
Where we are quite alone
Kiss and we hold together
We will be until we done
People stare and we just ignore
What's the use in hiding out
She says all the time
Let their eyes do the worring about
Both say the we never before
Never before have felt as recently
People stare and we just ignore everything
People stare and we just ignore them
And they go away, go away
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Lovin Proof
(dianne warren)
I know some lovers would be satisfied
With sweet I love yous and some pretty lines
But that wont get you in this heart of mine
No, youll never steal my heart away
With just words, sweet words that you say
It is all in the things that you do
Im telling you
If you want me to believe
That Im the only one you need
I need lovin proof
I need lovin proof
Baby, hold me in your arms
And show me something from the heart
Give me lovin proof
I need lovin proof from you
And if the love you got is strong and true
And if you love me like you say you do
Your tender touch will tell the honest truth
And your kiss could never tell a lie
cause Id see it in your eyes
There is one way to ease any doubt
I tell you now
If you want me to believe
That Im the only one you need
I need lovin proof
I need lovin proof
Baby, I wont be impressed
Unless I get some tenderness
Give me lovin proof
I need lovin proof, oh, oh, from you, oh, oh
(I need lovin proof)
If the love is right
(I need lovin proof)
Prove it, prove it all night
(I need lovin proof)
From you
cause youll never steal my heart away
With just words, sweet words that you say
It is all in the things you do
Im telling you, telling you baby
If you want me to believe
That Im the only one you need
I need lovin proof
I need lovin proof
Baby, hold me in your arms
And tell me something from the heart
I need lovin proof
Give me lovin proof, oh, oh, from you
If you want me to believe
That Im the only one I need
I need lovin proof
Lovin proof
Baby, hold me in your arms
And show me, show me
Give me lovin proof
I need lovin proof
Ooh, baby, baby
Ooh, ooh
Give me, give me, give me
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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For Those Opposed to the Pressure of Thought
If quality of content,
Was recognized and the issue...
There would be few in number,
Achieving any attention at all.
Since their efforts are not based on creativity.
But restated repetitions renovated,
To give a fresh appearance...
For those opposed to the pressure of thought!
And that process requiring the ability to do it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ruffled Up
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
This stuff that's got me ruffled up!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Because I'm tough enough.
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
This stuff that's got me ruffled up!
I'm gotta beat it.
Since I can't leave it.
To grieve over weeping.
And compare my pains.
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
This stuff that's got me ruffled up!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
This stuff that's got me ruffled up!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
That's got me ruffled up!
I've had it,
With this stuff.
Too many,
Suffer enough.
And too much stuff that corrupts...
Is,
Enough!
I've had it,
With this stuff.
Too many,
Suffer enough.
And too much stuff that corrupts...
Is,
Enough!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
That's got me ruffled up!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff.
Yes!
I'm gonna beat this stuff
That's got me ruffled up!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mutual Head Club
Well it's getting colder and you're getting distant
and I just keep thinkin
that I never meant it to be like this (to be like this)
You know what comes next (so do I)
Youre begging for a way to gracefully bow out
and say goodnight
It's worse than you think
On your way home, you should have known
you never listen to me
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
Im only complaining to keep myself busy, sweetie
I cant say I blame you
but I wish that I could
Im sick of writing every song about you
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
So keep me updated, call back in a week, to check up on me
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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Give That Up!
There is no gain one can claim with pain,
That remains the same...
Unchanged.
With a wish to rid it!
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
When too much of the stuff gets tough.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
When too much of the stuff gets tough.
And you know you have had enough!
There is no gain one can claim with pain,
That remains the same...
Unchanged.
With a wish to rid it!
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
When too much of the stuff gets tough.
And you know you have had enough!
Just give that up!
When it gets too much...
And you know you have had enough!
Just give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
When too much of the stuff gets tough.
And you know you have had enough!
To live life you've got to live it...
And get up off your big butt!
Pull yourself out of that rut.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
Give that up!
With a wish to rid it.
When too much of the stuff gets tough.
And you know you have had enough!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give It Up
She said she wanted more of that stuff
The stuff that makes your heart your heart go pitter-pat
The stuff that makes everything turn blue and green
She said that she prefers it like that
Give it up
Give it uh-uh-up
Give it up
Hey
Up up up up up up up
Give it up
Ha ha ha
Give it up
Up up up up up up hey
She said the one in the gas he used to be
So many people starving and fighting
Too many salesman
Too many batteries
Says she likes getting high cos it's free
Give it up
Give it uh-uh-up
Give it up
Hey
Up up up up up up up
Give it up
Ha ha ha
Give it up
Hey
Up up up up up up hey
(g-g-g-g-give it up)
Ha ha hnnn
Give it up
Give it uh-uh-up
Give it up
Hey
Up up up up up up up
Give it up
Ha ha haaa
Hey
song performed by by Radiohead
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Sonnet- Ignore
Ignore the waves that toss thy ship at sea;
The ship won't see the land if unlucky;
Ignore the men who practise calumny;
A victim of their own folly, they'll be.
Ignore the ones who drive at top-gear speed,
For accidents will kill if they don't heed;
Ignore the men who rise to fame o'ernight,
Their fall is imminent from their limelight.
Ignore the world that mocks at honesty,
As Righteous men have God as their Trustee;
Ignore the evil minds that trouble thee;
God will punish them in His time surely.
Ignore the men who thee mislead all life,
God will deliver thee from every strife.
poem by John Celes
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I call it an old-fashioned seafood house for the new millennium. We are trying to update what we know as old fish houses and places like that, which are great, but I want to give it a new, fresh look with updated versions of the classics we all love.
quote by Todd English
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Make It Happen
Like a supersonic boom coming at ya
One thing on my mind
Everybody' out to get something
Ain't no compromise
You know that I am gonna wait
I'm gonna take my time I'm gonna take my time
There no need to anticipate
I'm gonna make you mine make you mine
A total transformation
Eyes move into dilation
No need for complication
So take a look inside
Give it up
Step on up
We have got
The right stuff
Let's make it happen
Shake your rhythm now feel the notion
Shake your rhythm you're the motion
Give it up
Step on out
I know where
You know how
Let's make it happen
Shake your rhythm now feel the notion
Shake your rhythm you're the motion
Movin' though the crowd I can feel you
Need you by my side
Feel your body move through night into morning
Just enjoy the ride
You know that I am gonna wait
I'm gonna take my time I'm gonna take my time
There no need to anticipate
I'm gonna make you mine make you mine
Give it up
Step on up
We have got
The right stuff
Let's make it happen
Shake your rhythm now feel the notion
Shake your rhythm you're the motion
Give it up
Step on up
We have got
The right stuff
Let's make it happen
Shake your rhythm now feel the notion
Shake your rhythm you're the motion
Let's make it happen
Sing it to me let's make it happen
Give it up
Let's make it happen
Give it up
Let's make it happen
Give it up
Step on up
We have got
The right stuff
Let's make it happen
Shake your rhythm now feel the notion
Shake your rhythm you're the motion
song performed by by Hear'Say from Popstars
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The Right Stuff
I was standing at 7:15 waiting for my babys car
Just then out stepped the driver of a limousine
And asked if I was going far
I said Ive got my mind made up
I dont wanna leave him baby cause its clear to me
That its just to tough to find another lover like mine
With the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Just friday bout a week ago
This fellow called me on the phone
And said i live in paris, dont you want to go
I know you must be all alone
Well, itll take more than a fancy trip
Or a chauffeured limousine
Cause I aint never seen no one
Who could give me love like this
The other fellows dont compare
To the right stuff
The right stuff baby
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Ooh no with mr. right
Sing
Hes the only to give me that lovin
Cause next to him there is no other one
Hes very sexy and oh so sweet
And he knocks me off my feet
Say it
I need the right stuff
I got to have the right stuff
I dont wanna miss out on the right stuff
Written by salas/jones
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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How Do You Use Your Gifts?
I'm using my blessings and faith,
To create identifiable miracles.
And you?
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
And what they have manage to materialize,
Makes you jealous and mad?
Your selfishness is pathetic!
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
In the begging of stuff?
That others have?
By using their own,
Faith kept persisted.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
How do you use your gifts?
Do you help lift other minds around.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The More You Ignore Me Closer I Get
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
Youre wasting your time
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
Youre wasting your time
I will be
In the bar
With my head
On the bar
I am now
A central part
Of your minds landscape
Whether you care
Or do not
Yeah, Ive made up your mind
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
Youre wasting your time
The more you ignore me
The closer I get
Youre wasting your time
Beware !
I bear more grudges
Than lonely high court judges
When you sleep
I will creep
Into your thoughts
Like a bad debt
That you cant pay
Take the easy way
And give in
Yeah, and let me in
Oh, let me in
Oh let me ...
Oh, let me in
Its war
Its war
Its war
Its war
Its war
War
War
War
War
Oh, let me in
Ah, the closer I get
Ah, youre asking for it
Ah, the closer I get
Ooh, the closer I ...
song performed by by Morrissey
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60% Proof
alcoholic drinks
are measured by their
percent proof,
For example,
a 'six proof' beer
would have 3% alcohol,
barely any,
while a strong liqueur
that advertised it was 80 proof
would have
40% alcohol.
It isn't, however, quite that simple...
there are other
complications, but that
is not my point
here,
what about poetry?
what kind of
proof is this
poetry that makes
you drunk?
or do you want
something to make
you sober?
you get high?
you want to?
ah, try putting
alcohol in your
words,
give it the
kind of proof
needed,
then say, ahh,
this is real poetry
this certain relief
from the harsh
realities of our lives,
this ahhh,
ahhhh, ahhhh
oh God!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Eye For An Eye
You turned me over now I'll turn you around
Mistakes are made, foul play
You have givin' is what I found
You'll be my queen for a day
I'm no matinee idol
You put it in the wrong way
If I was Valentino
It'd been the same
It's like an eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Speak up now or it's a tooth for a tooth
An eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Time is runnin' out on you
Watcha gonna do?
No need to smile while I make my advance
But please don't turn away
Your reputation got me into your pants
But you weren't that great
Well now you turned the tables
It's the other way
I've got my revenge baby
And you want to stay
It's like an eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Speak up now or it's a tooth for a tooth
An eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Time is runnin' out on you
Watcha gonna do?
It's like an eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Speak up now or it's a tooth for a tooth
An eye for an eye
Give me some proof
Time is runnin' out on you
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
Watcha gonna do?
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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A proof is a proof. What kind of a proof? It's a proof. A proof is a proof. And when you have a good proof, it's because it's proven.
quote by Jean Chretien
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A Shitty Poem
Some things makes us wise and Some things makes us bad
Sometimes you just wish, you should have listened to your dad
Sometimes you wonder of the things that you have with you
sometimes you just throw them, and bring yourself all new
Sometimes struck in chaos, when your thought seems to shutdown
Thinking of some shit, sometimes black sometimes brown
Why this fkuk has to happen always with me
Like some tire I roll, where dogs come and they pee
Why is that when I sit down to write some serious stuff
I know It aint that easy but it aint that tough
I have tried it in the morning and I have tried it in the night
But why there has to be some shit in whatever I write
Cant I find some good words, some words you might like
To find them I go to some fine place with my driver and my bike
Many songs I have heard and many songs I have sung
But when I sit and write, I see only cow dung
On a fresh morning, looking for something that could inspire
I end up seeing some fresh shit, some fresh shit on some fire
poem by Kanav Justa
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It's The Flair That's There
It's not one's style that corrupts.
Or what one does to give up,
To crucial benefit.
It's not the touches so much,
That others can't get enough...
To crucial benefit.
It's the flair that's there,
Offends and people perceive.
It's not one's style that corrupts.
Or what one does to give up,
That others can't get enough...
To crucial benefit.
It's the flair that's there,
That sickens weakened people.
It's the flair that's there,
That sickens weakened people.
It's the flair that's there,
Offends and people perceive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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