American Wild West: Dead Gone
old west is time dead gone
rustlers free range modern
well executed wars oiled
Saddham entrapment lead
attacks rich oil wells Kuwait
plan Bush deceived brilliant
Iraq Afghanistan Libya start
cruel foreign oil range wars
modern politicians hands clean
land cattle baron range rustlers
reside at plush 1600 Pennsylvania
Avenue NW stateless Washington
living immunity from range hits
octopus arms free range world
survival horseless you were left
for dead without your livelihood
there was a time
in American history
when horse thieves
were shot or hung
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Remix American Wild West
there was a time
in American history
when horse thieves
were shot or hung
robber man who stole
your horse had stolen
your life your livelihood
your means of travel
survival you were left
as good as dead without
your horse in country
where horseback was life
there was a time
in American history
when cattle rustlers
were shot or hung
stealing beef on sly hoof
hot irons changing brands
fast rustled up retribution
justice from a rope hung
there was a time
in American history
when cruel range wars
were fought with guns
settlers driven off farmland
starved their crops ruined
their homes stolen burned
cattle grazed homesteaders
land cattle barons prospered
water rights grazing rights
unfenced unowned range land
farmers ranchers fought wars
frontier justice lynchings
local residents fought
fast gunmen hired bought
no weak law range wars
old west is time dead gone
rustlers free range modern
well executed wars oiled
Saddham to entrapment lead
attacks rich oil wells Kuwait
plan Bush deceived brilliant
Iraq Afghanistan Libya start
cruel foreign oil range wars
modern politicians hands clean
land cattle baron range rustlers
reside at plush 1600 Pennsylvania
Avenue NW stateless Washington
living immunity from range hits
octopus arms free range world
survival horseless you were left
for dead without your livelihood
there was a time
in American history
when horse thieves
were shot or hung
poem by Terence George Craddock
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American Wild West: Cattle Rustlers
there was a time
in American history
when cattle rustlers
were shot or hung
stealing beef on the hoof
hot irons changing brands
fast rustled up retribution
justice from a rope hung
there was a time
in American history
when cruel range wars
were fought with guns
settlers driven off farmland
starved their crops ruined
their homes stolen burned
cattle grazed homesteaders
land cattle barons prospered
water rights grazing rights
unfenced unowned range land
farmers ranchers fought wars
frontier justice lynchings
local residents fought
gunmen hired bought
no weak law range wars
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Range War
Yore daddy runs sheep and mah uncle runs cattle
Nothin can keep us out of this battle they wage
As it burns up the range, til no man is left
In the saddle
Yore ranch is upstream and they dammed up the water
Thirsty cows scream for mah uncle to slaughter
The sheep while yore daddys asleep
And I do the same for his daughter
If I had my own way, we would be together
Back in pittsburgh
Its the only town east of the river I know
And I feel kinda bad, bringin our grief
Upon this pore old farmers house
But we aint got nowhere else to go
Three years on this range since they started the range war
Nothing has changed except maybe change for the worst
If Id married you first,
There might not have been any range war
You wouldnt be lost to the range war
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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American Wild West: Horse Thieves
there was a time
in American history
when horse thieves
were shot or hung
robber man who stole
your horse had stolen
your life your livelihood
your means of travel
survival you were left
as good as dead without
your horse in country
where horseback was life
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rainbow Country "A Place of Love"
I'm riding the range in the rainbow country.
Where the skies are always filled with glistening stars.
Where the air is always pure and comforting to the heart.
Where my mind can ride the range in search of eternal peace.
Where dreams turn out so wonderful and freely.
I'm riding the range in the rainbow country.
Where love is fair and free.
Where love never dies.
Were love can be nurtured and always stay high.
Where the heart always remains serene and peaceful.
In the rainbow country:
A place fo love.
A place of peace.
Hence, I'll continue to ride the range in the rainbow country.
So my soul can remain free.
poem by Nora Belle Bynum
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Ages Of You
Postcard stowaway within
Pristine indigo without
Banded ottoman as such
Sofa seated one too much
All along the range all along the range
Ages of you
Train pulls over hanging bridge
Conductor looks up, thinks
Out and down, hands stuck to the left
To the right, you should fall,
The horses just dont gossip anymore
song performed by by REM
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The manager has a short-range view; the leader has a long-range perspective.
quote by Warren G. Bennis
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We need to have as broad a range as possible, because life itself has that kind of range.
quote by John Eaton
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I go walking, and the hills loom above me, range upon range, one against the other. I cannot tell where one begins and another leaves off. But when I talk with God, He lifts me up where I can see clearly where everything has a distinct contour.
quote by Soong May-ling
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The Cowboy And The Rainbow... ' (Cowboy Poem # 3)
A Cowboy, Neath A Rainbow
Rode The Range, Far and Free
Holding Lightning Reins, and A Lasso
Strung Around His Untamed Dreams
Riding On His Horse, named Bullseye-Shoot
A Big, Bay Thoroughbred
Galloped Long, Nudged by The Cowboy’s Boots
To Race, As Dark Clouds Fled …
… Away, As Each Hoof Struck The Ground
Sounding, Just Like Thunder!
The Cowboy and Horse, Were Rainbow-Bound
Both, A Romantic, Climatic-Color Wonder!
Flashing Across The Range
On A Silver Saddle and Same Kind of Spurs
The Cowboy’s Hat and Horse’s Tail and Mane
And Sunset … All Became A Rainbow-Blur …
As The Cowboy, Lassoed The Wind
So Fast, They Did Go!
So Fast, His Lariat Did Spin …
I Think He Caught His Rainbow…
… A Cowboy Neath A Rainbow
Rode The Range, Far and Free
Holding Lightning Reins and A Lasso
Strung Around His Untamed Dreams …
poem by MoonBee Canady
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I have just begun a work in which an important part is given to a large chorus and with it I want to use several of your instruments - augmenting their range as in those I used for my Equatorial - especially in the high range.
quote by Edgard Varese
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Over The Range
Little bush maiden, wondering-eyed,
Playing alone in the creek-bed dry,
In the small green flat on every side
Walled in by the Moonbi ranges high;
Tell me the tale of your lonely life
'Mid the great grey forests that know no change.
"I never have left my home," she said,
"I have never been over the Moonbi Range.
"Father and mother are long since dead,
And I live with granny in yon wee place."
"Where are your father and mother?" I said.
She puzzled awhile with thoughtful face,
Then a light came into the shy brown face,
And she smiled, for she thought the question strange
On a thing so certain -- "When people die
They go to the country over the range."
"And what is this country like, my lass?"
"There are blossoming trees and pretty flowers
And shining creeks where the golden grass
Is fresh and sweet from the summer showers.
They never need work, nor want, nor weep;
No troubles can come their hearts to estrange.
Some summer night I shall fall asleep,
And wake in the country over the range."
Child, you are wise in your simple trust,
For the wisest man knows no more than you.
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust:
Our views by a range are bounded too;
But we know that God hath this gift in store,
That, when we come to the final change,
We shall meet with our loved ones gone before
To the beautiful country over the range.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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I want to change. (sad)
Im the way i am,
i cannot change.
I'd shoot for the sky,
but im out of range.
do you think im normal?
or do you think im strange?
go to the place ware people go,
and you'll see me in the firing range.
taking hits wile i move the targets,
just trying to rearrange, and to change,
the tings that drive people insane,
to change my life,
yet it remains unchanged.
poem by Poet of the River
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AAA......Please free Betty Please.....NEWS FLASH....AAA
The world’s largest fast food chain is to move its
Australian operation toward using free-range eggs.
McDonalds has already started using only free-range
Eggs in other countries and now its Australian arm
Has confirmed it will happen here. They use 70 million p.a.
Retail giant Woolworths reaffirmed last night it
Was reducing its reliance on cage eggs in line
With customer trend toward free-range and
Barn-laid products.
This is not a Poem but poetry to my ears
Finally the most dumb statement from the
Australian Egg Corporation
“The scientific world had still yet to form a
Conclusive argument that the welfare of chickens
Suffered in cages” and “we shouldn’t humanise
These things”..................... My answer
Ken e Hall
My Haiku Animalist
Animal cruelty
Strips their animality while
Animalizing oneself
Oxford Dictionary- ref Animalist...........Animal Liberationist
Animility......The nature or behaviour of animals
Animalize......Make a person bestial
poem by Ken e Hall
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Reading, like writing, is a creative act. If readers only bring a narrow range of themselves to the book, then they'll only see their narrow range reflected in it.
The growth of a company like ours tends to be a relatively steady because, like some of the other successful mixed signal companies, we have a wide range of products servicing a wide range of end applications.
quote by David Milne
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Fight Wars In Foreign Countries
Illuminati wants contemporary world
to forget about their oil invasion wars
move on as if from a failed love affair
failure love affairs can be sources of pain
so you have no problem with Germany Italy Japan
being bombed during devastation World War Two
Axis powers started it got what they deserved right?
Will we you learn lessons from horrific devastated Europe?
Yes fight wars in foreign countries was key lesson learned?
New policy was fighting wars in poor ravaged South East Asia?
Modern oil wars fight in invaded Iraq Afghanistan Libya?
Got to get supply flowing oil profits growing western?
No need to control whole country just guard oil pipelines.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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There is a wide range of opportunities for us and we see a main part of our strategy as being a company that supplies products across a range of different end applications and indeed we have quite a wide product portfolio which we enhance each year.
quote by David Milne
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Genteel
Strange, range!
Elsewhere,
Genteel;
But please, let me know.
Range, strange!
But please, let me know when you are ready.
Tiles, gentiles!
Drunken birds,
Seen everywhere;
Trait, portrait!
Created after its kind;
Where, elsewhere!
To protect them;
Tile, gentile!
Don't you know that you're so beautiful? !
Like the muse of love.
Cord, record!
But, Yahweh is the Creator of all things;
Wells, dwells!
As numerous as the stars of the sky;
Steel, genteel!
But, i have now taught you how to do it;
So, you can now live alone.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You can't get an actor to do something that is beyond his range, so you have to be aware of the range of the actor and, if necessary, alter the part to suit the actor.
quote by John Boorman
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