Kinda Sexy
Execution-style romance,
Death flirtation tango,
Bonnie and Clyde, Sid and Nancy,
Role models of violent seduction,
Be my princess of destruction,
Roll with me Friday night
When the air is hot in the criminal city
On remorseless streets that never take pity
On the naïve and the inept,
On those not mindful of a thief’s precepts
To strike the first blow
And never fall asleep with your eyes shut.
You’re kinda sexy dressed in black,
You could wrap your nylons around someone’s neck.
Keep your intentions mysteriously cloaked
So the bastards never know what’s coming next.
I like you all cut-throat and cool
Creating new ways to be callous and cruel.
I expect, one day, you will give me the gun or the knife
And it will be such a perfect way
To call it a life!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie and Clyde
went out for a ride
with the Devil for a guide.
In a hot V-8 Ford
they took off with a roar
machine guns by their sides.
Bonnie was neat
and very petite
and Clyde was a handsome guy.
They robbed banks and stores,
and gas stations galore,
thumbing their noses at
a world they decried.
But the law was enraged
and made plans to engage
the infamous duo someday.
And on May twenty-third
they found a way
to put an end to Bonnie and Clyde.
It was as lovers they died
sitting side by side
in a bullet-riddled Ford.
And so then it came true as Bonnie well knew
that both of them surely would die,
for that's what she wrote,
expressing no hope, in the
Ballad of Bonnie and Clyde.
poem by Kendall Thomas
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Love like that
sid and nancy, bonnie and clyde, johnny and june
i wanna love like them
i wanna have love like that
you dont have love like that anymore
people use that type of love as a mat
you dont have like that anymore
love with a passion
love like its an obession
sid and nancy, bonnie and clyde, johnny and june
i wanna love like them
i wanna love like that
you dont have love like that anymore
Where you feel like thers no floor
i wanna love like that
i wanna love like them
poem by Misty moon
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Style
(style) style, uh!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Style, dig it
(style) style, come on
Uh, style
Style is not something that comes in a bottle
Style is more like jackie o. when she was doin aristotle
Style is not a logo that sticks 2 the roof of ones ass
Style is like a second cousin 2 class
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, say what?
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, check it
Style aint sittin court side with the owner of the team
Style is owning the court and charging em all a fee
Style is not lusting after someone because theyre cool
Style is loving yourself til everyone else does 2
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, well well
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style dont get drunk on a saturday night
Try 2 dress up every sunday mornin bright
Style dont get married then break the vow in a year
Style is keepin a promise
Raise your hand yall if u hear me
(style) {x2}
Style is not biting style when u cant find the funk
Style is the face u make on a michael jordon dunk
Style aint the jeep u bought when u know your broke ass got bills
Style is lettin your lover drive while u talk on the phone and chill
U got it! - style
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style is a gold-tooth smile with an attitude
Style is a peaceful wild postin the rude
Style is growing your own food
Style is a non-violent march
Style is an accurate account of whats inside every heart (style)
Style is not a lie
Style is a man that cries
Style is the glow in a pregnant womans eyes
(style) {x4}
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, do that, do that
U got it! - style, got it?
U got it! - style, mad, come on
(style) u got it! - yeah
(style) u got it!
Style is a peaceful wild yall
(style) u got it! - style
(style) u got it!
Style is not thinking about style
So let me stop (style)
(style) {repeats in bg}
Its nice man
What u call that?
Style, I like that
Its about me?
(keep, keep, keepin on, people gotta keep, keep, keepin on)
Right on (u got it!)
I aint got no job, but I got style
Style, yeah
(style) u got it!
Oh yeah
Hang on, hang on...
Style is buying your moms a house
Style is a clean mouth
Style is puppy breath
Style is no fear of death
Style is alis jab
Style is hailing a cab (style)
Then u know, givin em the finger when they pass your ass!
(style) (u got it!) bonnie, bonnie
(style) (u got it!) oh yeah
(style) shirley, shake your ass, shirley
(sytle) shirley, shirley, I love u, shirley
(style) (u got it!) {repeat in bg)
Style is mayte in the shower
Style is a soul new power
Style is when all black men are free
Style is u and me
(u got it!) {x3}
song performed by by Prince
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Everybody makes mistakes, including role models, so you should just learn and grow from it. Even the best role models do screw up and learn from their mistakes, and I think it is just completely unrealistic to say that role models are perfect.
quote by Kate Bosworth
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I've never been to New Zealand before. But one of my role models, Xena, the warrior princess, comes from there.
quote by Madeleine Albright
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You don't have to know people personally for them to be role models. Some of my most important role models were historical or literary figures that I only read about - never actually met.
quote by John Wilson
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The only reason we make good role models is because you guys look up to athletes and we can influence you in positive ways. But the real role models should be your parents and teachers!
quote by Dante Hall
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End of the Month!
*Bonnie Elizabeth Parker (October 1,1910 - May 23,1934) and Clyde Chestnut Barrow (March 24,1909 - May 23,1934) were well-known outlaws, robbers, and criminals who traveled the Central United States with their gang during the Great Depression. Their gang was known as the 'Barrow Gang' which included Bonnie and Clyde, and at times Buck Barrow, Blanche Barrow, Raymond Hamilton, W.D. Jones, Joe Palmer, Ralph Fults, and Henry Methvin. Their exploits captured the attention of the American public during the 'public enemy era' between 1931 and 1934. Though known today for his dozen-or-so bank robberies, Barrow in fact preferred to rob small stores or rural gas stations. The gang is believed to have killed at least nine police officers and committed several civilian murders. The couple themselves were eventually ambushed and killed in Louisiana by law officers. Their reputation was cemented in American pop folklore by Arthur Penn's 1967 film Bonnie and Clyde
O the poor man's execution days?
Electricity bill, water, cable
and house rent
Citation ticket for parking at Paradise road?
Check Engine light flickers
Right side of the front flat tyre
and in the spare wheel too no air?
Wife grumbles her severe abdominal pains
and I whispered to her ear; 'Are you pregnant? '
She's angry!
I filled my water pistol thinking of the old movie
*'Bonnie & Clyde' and here the grand son comes
Reminds me of my old saying; 'Be a Lion Grandpa
among the dirty wolves.'
It's another painful wake up?
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Ode to Clyde
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
THREE DAYS OF RIDING BILLY THE BAY
LABOR DAY WEEKEND AND ANOTHER NICE DAY
I DECIDED TO TAKE MY OTHER HORSE CLYDE
AND THEN RESTED BILLY THE BAY
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
I USE TO RIDE WHAT MOST MEN COULDN’T SADDLE
NOW I CAN’T SADDLE WHAT MOST MEN CAN RIDE
BUSTED AND BROKEN FROM THAT BUCKING HORSE CLYDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
OH WHAT’S AN OLD COWBOY TO SAY
OH WHAT’S AN OLD COWBOY TO SING
WHEN HIS HORSE SENDS HIM HIGH ON HIS WAY
BUSTED AND BROKEN AND LAYING IN PAIN
NEVER SHOULD’VE TAKEN THE PAINT THAT DAY
SHOULD HAVE RIDDEN THE BAY.
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU SURE GAVE ME A HECK OF A RIDE
CLYDE, CLYDE, CLYDE
YOU BUSTED MY PELVIS AND PRIDE
THAT’S OKAY CLYDE, YOU JUST WAIT AND SEE
THINK YOU’RE REALLY ALL THAT TUFF AND MEAN?
I’M MENDING BOY, AND JUST YOU WAIT FOR ME!
I’M GONNA RIDE THE HIDE
OFF THAT BUCKING HORSE CLYDE!
poem by Sunnie Bianco
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Medern Day Bonnie And Clyde
Well it's a long way to Richmond
Rollin' north on 95
With a redhead ridin' shotgun
And a pistol by my side
Tearin' down that highway
Like a modern day Bonnie and Clyde
We met at a truckstop
Johnson City, Tennessee
I was gassin' up my Firebird
When I heard her callin' me...mmm hmm
Said, 'Which way are you headed, boy
Do you need some company'
She had me stoppin' at a quick mart
Before we made it out of town
Next thing she was runnin' at me
Tellin' me to lay that hammer down
'Cause there's a man right behind me
Doin' his best to slow me down
Yeah and it's a long way to Richmond
Rollin' north on 95
With a redhead ridin' shotgun
And a pistol by my side
Tearin' down that highway
Like a modern day Bonnie and Clyde
Woo...
Well we pulled up to a motel
In the middle of the night
We were countin' all the money
Smokin' stolen Marlboro lights
Lord we never saw 'em comin'
'Til they read us both our rights
Yeah and it's a long way to Richmond
Rollin' north on 95
With a sheriff right beside me
Pistol pointed at my side
Oh, Lord...such a disappointing ending
For this modern day Bonnie and Clyde
Yeah...
Whoa
Well...
Woo...hoo
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Romance Bore Seduction
Hand blessed hand, caressed.
A blushing rose, her face;
Her breast alive;
The elfin nose, a diamond set -
A kiss upon perfection
Bore a rise of pulse
To coach a sultry moan
Across a mellow breath of wine.
He knew; he sensed,
And easing loose a clasp of lace,
Another sign of her relenting:
Wild the play of eyes,
A fuller glide of skin;
He felt the now begin -
Her swell, intention in the sigh.
And so to hedge his move upon the cue -
The cry of deep anticipation,
Waxing all he saw -
Tho' not for us to view -
Arrived, emotion raw.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Friday Night
Price/price
Well i was driving in my car
With fourteen women after me
Down fifth avenue
A friday night it just to be
She was standing on the corner
Thumbing a ride
I said,: hop in baby
Scoot closer by my side
Honey let's go riding you look so exciting
Where have you been hiding?
Chorus
Friday night, feeling right
Friday night, out of sight
Friday night, friday night
There's no telling what you'll find
Cruising on a friday night
She didn't say a word
She just kept those big blue eyes on me
I wondered what she could be thinkin'
As she put her little hand on my knee
I took another sip of malted brew
And then i looked in her eyes
And as i sank into her bbaby blues
I thought my oh my
There's no use in fighting you look so exciting
Where have you been hiding girl?
Chorus
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Just One of Today's Thoughts
It's funny how we go through our life with all its hardships, tests, & disappointments. But we must realize that these things are just 'molding' tools. We're being molded by a Higher Power to become the people that He would have us to be.
WOMEN who are: positive, productive, & nurturing
independent, yet submissive
intelligent, yet willing to be educated
Women who are ROLE MODELS...
MOTHERS...
WIVES...
And God-Fearing Phenomenal WOMEN!
MEN who are: that protective provider
uplifting & positive
(and appreciative of women)
Men who are ROLE MODELS...
FATHERS...
HUSBANDS...
And God-Fearing Manly MEN!
And CHILDREN who are: individuals, yet adolescent
educated & respectful
(respected!)
Children who are ROLE MODELS...
PRODUCTIVE,
POSITIVE,
& PARTICULAR
God-Fearing Determined CHILDREN!
Thank You God! !
poem by April Mack
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Modern Day Bonnie & Clyde
Chorus:
Well, it's a long way to Richmond
Rolling north on 95,
with a redhead riding shotgun
and a pistol by my side.
Tearing down that highway
like a modern day Bonnie and Clyde
We met a truck stop
Johnson City, Tennesee
I was gassin' up my Firebird
when I heard her callin' me
Said "Which way are you headed boy?
Do you need some company?"
She had me stoppin at a quick mart
before we made it out of town
Next thing she was running at me
Telling me to lay that hammer down
"Cause there's a man right behind me
doing his best to slow me down."
Chorus
We pulled up to a motel
in the middle of the night
we were countin' all the money
smoking stolen Marlboro lights
Lord we never saw 'em comin'
'til they read us both our rights
And it's a long way to Richmond,
Rollin' north on 95
With a sheriff right beside me
pistol pointing at my side
such a disappointing ending
for this modern day Bonnie and Clyde
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Flirting
She likes listening to you
And then talking with you.
She acknowledges your presence
And then grants her presence.
She lets her eyes meet yours
And then throws private glances
She pretends your intensions
And then accept casual presents.
She ignores incidental touches.
Now the ground is ripe for flirtation.
Flirtation is an art of living.
Flirtation is an art of loving.
Flirtation is the essence of life.
No adultery; a harmless recreation.
16.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dynamite
(r. stewart/a. taylor)
Oh, look out baby!
I got a stupid little job
Its driving me insane
With those keyhole people
All they do is complain
About the tattoo on my arm
The ring in my ear
But I dont even care, no no
I just live through the week
And when I see them boys
You know their two-tone suits
Theyre all unimportants
If you need a set of hubcaps
Or a car painted
Girl, why dont you follow me
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Play some sweet guitar, yeah
Well we meet on the corner
And we talk all night
About our wealth situation
At a rockn roll dive
We dont reach no conclusion
So the conversation turns to wise girls
And more pearls
I got a beat up old mustang
And I painted it black
Theres five in the front seat
And the rest in the back
Cruise up and down sunset
And watch all the jailbait roll by
Yeah its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah yeah, its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, its all right
All right, all right, all right
All right
Are you ready baby, bring it on down now
Watch it, well, well, well
Listen, one of these days
And it wont be long
Gonna hear that radio
Playing my song
Ill be the darling of masses
No great pretender, not me, yeah yeah
Cause I can play this guitar
Hangin round my neck
Im in love with its power
I believe in its strength
I got a head full of ideas
Its driving me insane
But until then
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
All right, all right, one time
Its dynamite, oh yes its dynamite
Its just dynamite on friday night
Its dynamite, its on friday night
Oh friday night
Its all right, all right, wired
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
All together ...
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Seven Nights To Rock
I got seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna have a whirl
Seven nights with a different girl
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Monday, at sister Suzy's ball
Tuesday, at the old dance hall
Wednesday, at the road house inn
Thursday, at the lion's den
Friday, at the chatter box
Saturday and Sunday, everybody rocks
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna have a whirl
Seven nights with a different girl
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
I got seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
I got seven nights, I'm gonna show my face
With a different chick and in a different place
Seven nights to rock
Seven nights to roll
Monday, I'm gonna rock with Jane
Tuesday, it's gonna be Lorraine
Wednesday, I'm taking Nancy Lee
Thursday, it's Betty Lou and me
Friday, I'm gonna jive with Sue
Saturday and Sunday, any chick will do
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
Seven nights, I'm gonna show my face
With a different chick and in a different place
Seven nights to rock
I got seven nights to roll
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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My Spouse Nancy
'Husband, husband, cease your strife,
Nor longer idly rave, Sir;
Tho' I am your wedded wife
Yet I am not your slave, Sir.'
'One of two must still obey,
Nancy, Nancy;
Is it Man or Woman, say,
My spouse Nancy?'
'If 'tis still the lordly word,
Service and obedience;
I'll desert my sov'reign lord,
And so, good bye, allegiance!'
'Sad shall I be, so bereft,
Nancy, Nancy;
Yet I'll try to make a shift,
My spouse Nancy.'
'My poor heart, then break it must,
My last hour I am near it:
When you lay me in the dust,
Think how you will bear it.'
'I will hope and trust in Heaven,
Nancy, Nancy;
Strength to bear it will be given,
My spouse Nancy.'
'Well, Sir, from the silent dead,
Still I'll try to daunt you;
Ever round your midnight bed
Horrid sprites shall haunt you!'
'I'll wed another like my dear
Nancy, Nancy;
Then all hell will fly for fear,
My spouse Nancy.'
poem by Robert Burns
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Tango neg emo
tango neg emo
tango neg emo stuck
move shuffle feet
bloom in red dresses
of Piazzolla tears
wretched passionate
I shed some drops
move tango me emo
move tango me burn
plus minus turn
tango neg emo stuck
a turn of good luck
Inspired by Tango, Negative
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Gothic Romance
Dream and dance, dream and dance
As tango through the turquoise tide.
Dream, dream, flying at the flower's glance
As tango through the turquoise tide,
Keeping bumblebees in trance.
Mountain brooks in sunshine glance,
Glance and trickle their path to hide.
Love me, sweetheart, stay with me in this Gothic romance.
Romance me and stay, romance me and stay.
Do you hear the whistle's wonderfully song?
Stay, stay, this night we may search the milky way.
Do you hear the whistle's wonderfully song?
Wonderfully weird whistling demand the light of the day.
So let the tears go and they will flow away
And stay with me, when love may be so strong.
Just stay with me, sweetheart, love me in this Gothic romance.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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