The Majority Is An Ass
Is it a donkey or an ass?
It’s what the majority calls.
In case they call an ass a horse
You are a fool to object it.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Donkey Tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Spero, che fai l'asino sul serio per un po'
E se fai il ballo dell'asino, io ci sto
Xch le tue parole, sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
E per ricordarti, di dimenticare
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Ora, gi in citt, c' una blue crayola
di cioccolata ya e si chiama Lola
Xch i tuoi occhi adesso sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
Chiameremo felicit, la disperazione.
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua bocca di miele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua luna di fiele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
song performed by by Zucchero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Object
You know you turn me on
Eyes so white and legs so long
But don't try to talk to me
I won't listen to your lies
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
Sophisticated smile
You seduce in such fine style
But don't try to fool me
'cause i can see through your disguise
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objection
To you touching me there
Object object
Object object
Object object
Object object
You know just what to do
Lick your lips
And i want you
But don't try to hold me
'cause i don't want any ties
You're just an object in my eyes
You're just an object in my eyes
But i don't mind
I just don't care
I've got no objections
To you touching me there
You're just an object object
Object object
You're just an object
song performed by by Cure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Xuru
A whip for the horse and a bridle for the donkey,
But a flying swallow will alight one day!
So do not answer a fool with folly,
Because you will then be just like him or her!
Life is like the well-fed horse in the morning,
And war is like a wolf from the desert;
But a fool is like a lion from the forest who wants to eat us all!
I am Xuru,
And i do know my ways on this path;
For my words are the words of joy and peace,
But my enemies have set down a trap for me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Racial supremacy
A horse does not fall for a donkey
And the donkey does not desire the horse.
They are not attractive to each other.
Racial supremacy holds no value.
02.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Strange Mule's lovers
Nature does miracles
the mule is the offspring
of a horse and a donkey.
But she cannot run like a horse
and very stubborn not like a donkey.
Because of her rare beauty
different colored stallions and ponies
rush to see her on and off
from foreign lands.
Her parents are bit worried
as the fence is not strong enough.
She listens one rainy night
mother tells her father
in their bed room
'she must be like us honey
don't forget our past
my lovable run away horse'.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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An Old Donkey For Sale
'A donkey for sale' the old man cried
And the crowd went to see the donkey.
It was as old as he - the crowd felt.
'An old donkey for sale ' the old man still cried-
But no new crowd was there to see it.
An odd man came enquiring all the way
'Where can I get an old donkey for myself? '
Then he heard the old man cry 'An old donkey for sale'
And the odd man rushed to him and his donkey.
But he said to the old man, ' The donkey isn`t really old'.
The old man and his donkey are still treading the paths,
The crowds still find the donkey and the man old alike.
The odd man never stops his search for an old donkey.
But a world never emerges at all -
That one can understand the diametrical human minds.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The confusing of horse and donkey
There was a man
riding on a horse
horse have a mark of cross
horse saw a monkey
and from horse comes out a donkey
poem by Shahzeb Azhar
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I Am Confused
I see a horse
When I see a horse
Try to compose it
or, paint it.
All the time I see
a smiling donkey
on a white sheet.
I am confused
why it happens
Of all the lives
why it is donkey.
I am confused
why it happens
I am confused
I am confused.
poem by Devil Poet
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Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Animals have no prejudice
A horse does not find itself
Superior to a donkey.
A race horse finds not itself
Superior to a farm horse.
They have no sixth sense
To form prejudice.
02.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When Girls Telephone Boys
Always the same old taste just new injury
Well I'll wear the claws if you'd like that
Yeah if you'd like that we can ride on a black horse
A great new wave Hesparian death horse
I can call you when i get back
Yeah when I get back I will call
But don't speak, don't say nothing
In case we ever do meet again
Something's wrong with you
Well I hope we never do meet again
You always sharpen your teeth 'cause you're like that
and you're like that everythime you pull heart back
And her compact's carving deeper in your lay
I would call but I forget where the phone is at
Guess i'll thalk to you when I get back
Yeah when I get back I will call
But don't speak, don't say nothing
In case we ever should meet again
there are some things wrong with you
I hope we never do meet again
I hope we never do meet again
I hope we never do meet again
Something's wrong wiht you... and I hope we never do meet again
song performed by by Deftones
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Following
(m. steele)
Michael
You think Im crazy or something
Always following you around
You say Im a hopeless case
Run an obsession into the ground
You call me a loser
You call me a shadowing fool
Look over your shoulder
And you say Im haunting you
So why do you call me
Why do you look for me
Why do your eyes follow me the way they do
You hold me responsible
Yeah, so I stand accused
Of causing all the trouble
After high school
Between him and you
You call me a loser
You call me a shadowing fool
But I was a good girl
Yeah, til you taught me
What it means to be true
Why do you call me
I know you look for me
Why do your eyes follow me the way they do
song performed by by Bangles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A singing Horse
They say that I am a rare breed horse
But I never won a race.
Better you decide yourself my darling
Whether I am a horse or a donkey?
* To all my poet friends in gratitude.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Me & My Horse
riding together,
you and your horse.
as you run against the wind all you call hear is-
the wind wipping your ears,
the horse's hooves thundering beneath you,
the chains of your bit as the horse pulls against the reins,
and the faint sound of the horse behind you.
your horse stops,
the horse behind you catches up.
the race is over,
freedom will have to wait until next time.
poem by Horse Lover
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Too Much a Fool
Have I been over demanding,
With no love I show for you?
Well I...
Have been too much a fool.
Have I been misunderstanding,
And I prove that also too?
Well I...
Have been too much a fool.
There is no rhyme or reason,
Why...
I have been such a fool.
To not believe,
I...
Have been such a fool.
You can bring a horse to water,
But you can't teach it to drink.
And I...
Have been such a big fool.
I admit I can be stubborn,
And too old to learn new tricks!
But I...
Can admit I'm a fool.
Yes you...
Have seen me be a fool,
And stupid.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Last Donkey
I am gathering laurels
to crown the last donkey
in my town
It is the only donkey which
thinks that soon i will be having
the heydays of my
writing career
I will have this donkey paraded in town
To be cheered by all the nitwits and nincompoops
And then the feast at home begins
All menu based on donkey meat.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is proof of a base and low mind for one to wish to think with the masses or majority, merely because the majority is the majority. Truth does not change because it is, or is not, believed by a majority of the people.
quote by Giordano Bruno
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The truth of history
If an ass is called a horse
By the mighty or majority,
It stands, the ass turning horse.
That is history where
Truths are buried more
Than the lies uncovered.
12.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Am An Arrogant Poet
in my last birth
i was all in all
a tagore...a bharathi
all in me...an all in all POET
the words used to queue
in front of me....and
only the one's i pick along
would go to make a song
the breeze
on hearing my song
would wait.there....
for me to call it to...
to dance along
for my song
which i would ignore
a donkey i would prefer
i would call a donkey
to dance along
for my song
and that's me
the arrogance in me
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Pepe Pepeto
Pepe Pepeto was a littlr Mexican boy who lived on a farm
One day, he was collecting wood on the moutain side for use on the farm
He and his father heard a braying
It was a small donkey caught in a bush and braying
Pepe's father took the donkey out of the bush
And Pepe said to the donkey, 'Hush'
Pepe asked his father if he could have the donkey
Pepe's father said, 'Si, Pepe, you can have the donkey'
Pepe was so happy now with his donkey
He called the name 'Manuel' for his donkey
May 13,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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