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You Must Be New To This Neighborhood

What's going on over there?

'The usual backstabbing.
Backbiting.
He said, she said nonsense.'

That's awful.
If they really knew each other,
None of that would exist.

'Oh...
But they do.'

What are you saying?

'They are family members and friends.
Now...
Those walking along and minding their own business.
And treating each other as if they have some sense,
Are the ones that haven't met each other yet.
See how cordial they are to one another?
You must be new to this neighborhood.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nuts' Are All Over The Place!

I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!

Some folks put up with others just to get along.
'Why can't we 'all' get along? '
Why?
'Cuz one bed will not accomodate all of us,
That's why!

Some like to pout and roll their eyes.
Gossip and backstab.
And they do it to family members AND close friends!
Can you imagine?
And where I live,
Close friends and family members kill themselves...
Over a slice of toast!
Or something else LESS 'urgent'!
Folks are 'nuts'.
Even the squirrels will have nothing to do with them.
And when squirrels are seen turning their backs away...
An investigation is needed.
With an immediate assignment given!
But...
To 'who'?
'Nuts' are all over the place!

I'm not going to tolerate anyone's nonsense!
#1...Because I don't have to!
#2...Because I choose not to!
And...
#3...BS and I are not related at all.
So I do not have to pretend there is a bond!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Orange Colored Sky

Nat king cole
I was walking along, minding my business
When out of an orange-colored sky
Flash! bam! alakazam!
Wonderful you came by
I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine
When out of that orange-colored view
Wham! bam! alakazam!
I got a look at you
One look and I yelled timber
Watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out
I went into a spin and I started to shout,
Ive been hit, this is it, this is it!
I was walking along minding my business
When love came and hit me in the eye
Flash! bam! alakazam!
Out of an orange-colored sky.

song performed by by Nat King Cole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Walking With The Kid

Were going out on sunday afternoon
Were gonna show the world what were made of
Me & my buddy will be dressed to kill
Well cruise to the playgroung & the park
Gonna fool aroung til it gets dark
If you think well have some fun well you know we will
All of oursecrets
You know were gonna keep em hid
When we get home theyll wanna know
Everything we did
Walking with the kid
Walking with the kid
Were known around the neighborhood
Yeah we got a real reputation
The bad guys all respect us cause were family
Were not afraid of anything at all
Cause we can handle any situation
If my partner gets in trouble well its up to me
All our friends are envious
Though theyll never let it show
Sure enough later on
Everyones just gotta know
What we were
What we did
Walking with the kid
Walking with the kid
Walking, talking one on one
Walking, walking with my son

song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Orange Colored Sky

I was walking along minding my business, when out of an orange colored sky
Flash, bam, alakazam, wonderful you came by, I was humming a tune,
Drinking in sunshine, when out of that orange colored view
Wham, bam, alakazam, I got a look at you
One look and I yelled timber, watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out, I went into a spin
And I started to shout, Ive been hit, this is it, this is it
I was walking along minding my business, when love came and hit me in the eye
Flash, bam, alakazam, out of an orange colored sky
Musical interlude
Well, one look and I yelled timber, watch out for flying glass
cause the ceiling fell in and the bottom fell out, I went into a spin
And I started to shout Ive been hit, this is it, this is it
I was walking along, minding my business, when love came and hit me in the eye
Flash, bam, alakazam, out of an orange, colored, purple stripes
Pretty green polka dot sky, flash, bam, alakazam, went the sky

song performed by by Natalie Cole
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How Y' Livin'

I should have seen the signs you showed me
So many times, in so many ways
On a never ending journey though the cold light of day
Cold light of day
I spent nearly all my time
Thinking I know you but I still got my doubts
Little things to try to work you out
Playing on my mind
Will you leave her now
Like you left me then
Just forgot and leave me
With just enough to start again
Start a brand new life
Maybe have some kids
Never facing facts and never looking back
How y' livin',
Are y' living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her right
How y' livin'
Are y' living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her,
Treating her right
I don't see you anymore
Heard you're married
But you never know
You've never married enough to not want to let them go
You never fight enough to not want to fight no more
Just keep moving on,
Find another girl
Go out and party and make sure that she rocks your world
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her right
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin"
Are you treating her,
Treating her right
How y' livin baby,
Have you done what's right
How y' livin baby,
Are you treating her right
How y' livin' baby
Have you done what's right
How y' livin' baby,
Are you treating her,
Treating her right
RAP: Haven't seen you for a while
Can I come over baby
Damm you're looking good,
What's happened to you lately
I've been cruising round, checking out the scene
Fancy seeing you, are you still feeling angry
Time to move on, make a little wish
I know I treated you bad
But I've grown up since
I want to make a change
Get it right with you
I'm begging on my knees
Have I moved a little too soon?
Have you got a man, does he treat you good
Do you feel the same now, are you still turned on?
A blast from the past, take a load off
You and me got a past that don't stop and won't stop
Pack your bags up, take a ride with me
In my black jeep we're going to get busy
I'm living right, without you is wrong
The sun don't shine if you're walking alone.
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her right
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her,
Treating her right
How y' livin' baby
Have you done what's right
How y' livin baby
Are you treating her right
How y' livin' baby
Have you done what's right
How y' livin baby,
Are you treating her right,
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating, treating her right
How y' livin'
Are you living your life
How y' livin'
Are you treating her,
Treating her right.

song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Instead Of Being A Pessimist

You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist.

You want a life you like?
Oppose to the one you don't?
Why have you chosen to dislike what you do?
And who enforced this dislike upon you.

Do you live with wishes to fulfill your dreams?
Or are you focused on others,
Who seem to have 'your' things.

Are you focused upon others,
Who seem to be living your life?
Doing those things,
You wish for you also to like?

Perhaps those questions you ask,
Are not yours afterall.
And perhaps those answers,
That have come to you answered...
You ignored them to disbelieve,
Those answers received...
Were not yours.
Because you spend your time,
In the minding of other people's business!

And your business,
You haven't given your time to see...
Succeed.
But your time is spent,
Lamenting others you despise and criticize.

You want answers to your questions?
Wait for therm patiently to come.
Before you impatiently decide,
To get up and leave.
Believing they can be found,
With you not around.

You want answers to your questions?
Ask yourself this...
What began the origin of those questions.
And...
How did they begin for you to exist?
Ask yourself that.
Instead of being a pessimist!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nowhere At All

Hey, if you're moving too fast
Don't you want this thing last
But if you start moving slow
Hey, pretty mama, you just will have to go
Because
It's nobody's business but my own
It's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no
But if you start acting mean
Then I'll have to mess up the scene
But if you start treating me nice
Hey now baby, I'm gonna have to raise your price
Because it's nobody's business but my own
No, no, no, no, ... no
No, no, no, no, ... no
Nobody's business, nobody's business
Come on now
It ain't nobody's business, nobody business
No, no, no no, nobody's business, no, no, ...
It ain't nobody's business, yeah, but my own
nobody's business, but my own, no, no, no, ...
nobody's business ...

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The majority of the members of the Irish parliament are professional politicians, in the sense that otherwise they would not be given jobs minding mice at crossroads.

quote by Flann O'Brien
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sense

Sense
Which makes some sense
Other than nonsense
Supreme sense
Is civic sense.
Embedded with moral sense
Inject sense
In this universe
Oozing with nonsense.

poem by Sanjay Mehta
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If The Surface For Them Did Not Exist

If the surface didn't exist,
Many wouldn't have a thought to cling to.
Many wouldn't know,
Which gossip heard was true.
If the surface for them did not exist.

If the surface didn't exist,
The many dependent on having lives not their own...
Would be lost without being told what to do.
Many absolutely would not have a clue...
How to find their way around,
Without following in someone's footsteps.
If the surface they sniffed did not exist.

And if the surface for them did not exist...
They would not be able to sit alone,
Doing something completely on their own...
And appreciating life,
With the minding of their own business.
If...
The surface for many did not exist,
It would be taumatic for them to seek a thought process.
Many would not know where or how to begin.

So many are accustomed to living lives that are shallow.
With an ability only to identify with that...
Which is supplied and arrives to them surfacely.
Even a dog sniffing tries to find a place to bury a bone.
And doing that alone.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Like I'm Invisible

You talk about me as if I'm not there
You don't even whisper cuz you just don't care
I stand there and listen to my life go by
And at times I wonder why I even try

Well I try because I like to finish what I start
And I have faith it can get better tomorrow
But it won't if you keep treating me
Like I'm invisible

[1] - Say that you won't treat me
The way you're treating me
Say that you won't
I see you but you just keep looking right through me
Like someone you don't even see
Like I'm invisible

You brag to your friends how much I must want ya
You said I was someone you could do with or without
You're so confident that I'd never leave you
No wonder you're surprised that I am walking out

Well

song performed by by Luther Vandross from Luther Vandross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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BS Projectors

Oh they will and they know they can BS.
Those BS projectors.
Killers of relationships!
Their own,
And all of those of family members.
Friends and friends of friends.
Co-workers and 'their' associations.
When they begin projecting there is no end.
They never tell the truth about dilemmas.
They hope innuendo toasted with hearsay,
Will do!
Those BS projectors project,
With distortions like none ever knew.
With an image they select that projects,
What they want others to view!
BS projectors do a smokescreen...
On minds.
Like hoodwinkers who get their due too!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I don't like the whole trend of people in the business treating marriage like entertainment. It's either for publicity value or because they're bored. Because they haven't done a movie in a few months, they get married instead.

quote by Benjamin McKenzie
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Keep Your Business YOUR Business

Here's a word of advice,
For anyone wishing...
To keep their relationship,
Fresh and private.
And away from gossiped lips.

Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And noses of 'friends',
Away from your door.

That goes for family too!
If you want your relationship,
To last as long...
As the two of you,
Want it to!

Keep,
Your business...
YOUR business.
And you and YOUR business,
Will find much success.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Are You Treating Life?

how are you treating life?
so,
but i prefer another active question
the one that makes me
more responsible

ask me, how i am treating life?

well, i am treating it well
like the way i talk to anybody
courteous,
careful
passionate
taking each time as a moment
of joy
preserving more memories
moving on
always with love
and affection

truly yours, sincerely, with the usual
bravado of that
aha! yes, that
aha! experience
i just love life
so how can i every betray it with
the kiss of sorrow?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nobodys Business

Hey, if youre moving too fast
Dont you want this thing last
But if you start moving slow and -
Hey, pretty mama, you just will have to go, because -
Its nobodys business but my own
Its nobodys business but my own
No-no-no-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no, no-no-no
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no, no-no-no
But if you start acting mean
Then Ill have to mess up the scene
But if you start treating me nice
Hey, now baby, Im gonna have to raise your price
Because its nobodys business but my own
Its nobodys business but my own
No-no-no-no-no-no-no, no-no-no-no, no-no-no
No-no-no-no, no-no-no, no-no-no
Nobodys business
Nobodys business, come on now
Hey, nobodys business, yeah, but my own
Nobodys business, oh, my, no-no-no
Nobodys business, no-no-no-no-no
Hey, nobodys business, yeah, but my own
Nobodys business, my own
No-no, no-no-no
No-no-no, no-no-no
Nobodys business
Nobodys business
Nobodys business
Nobodys business, but my own, now
...

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Family vs. Friends

Friends come in your life as ocean waves come and go.
You friends may be there one day and be gone the next.
Family is like blood, you need it to survive and it will always be there.
Family is there the day you are born and will be until the day you die.
Friends may be there for the short term, it is your family that will
remain by your side.
Always put your family first, friends should go second.
Family will be there to support you and catch you when you fall.
Friends may be good to talk to when you are feeling down,
but they might not be there when you need someone the most.
Family will be there to laugh and they will be there to cry.
Family will be there through the good and bad.
Family is always there.

poem by Nina Grobe
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Within Cliques of Gossips

There are those programmed and convinced...
People they assumed they knew,
With conversations had with others...
Family, friends and a collection of a chosen few,
Were people that they knew.

But when asked, none had close talks...
With the one claimed known.
And the one claimed known...
Had not a clue as to what was going on.
Other than the usual assumptions that take place,
Within cliques of gossips.

There are those who have created,
Lifestyles of others in their minds.
With sexual preferences believed known discussed.
With the goings on in the privacy of their homes,
And with whom they lust.

There are those programmed and self convinced...
People they assumed they knew,
With conversations had with others...
Family, friends and a collection of a chosen few,
Were people that they knew.

Until they got the opportunity to meet them.
And then became quite upset...
That those they met,
Were quite different...
Than the people they had kept in their minds.

Only to find themselves,
Living too confined and behind fast times.
To leave a narrow perception of life,
Left to go unaddressed.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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None Of Ur Friends Business

[course]
It aint none of your friends business
It aint none of your friends business
What we will be doin tonight
We can just hang out all night or grab a bite
It aint none of your friends business
It aint none of your friends business
Whether you get sexed tonight
Long as we protect ourselves and do it right
It aint none of your friends business
It aint none of your friends business
We can just go to the park
And lay there till after dark
At the park
It aint none of your friends business
It aint none of your friends business
We can just go to the movies girl
Cause tonight it's all your world
Babygirl

[ginuwine]
Tell your friends

song performed by by Ginuwine from 100% Ginuwine
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Stalked Like A Shadow Passed

Am I stalked like a shadow,
Clinging and from me to pass.
With a scent that is followed,
Thick and carried to cast in the atmosphere?
I often wonder about this.

Can I walk quietly without being observed?
Or does my presence disturb,
Those claiming to be focused on their own affairs.
Is the minding of my own business,
Become part of their agenda and now 'theirs'.

Am I stalked like a shadow,
With a scent that is followed?
Is the minding of my own business,
Become someone else's affair?
I often wonder about this and its annoyance.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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