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The Aussie Baseball Bat

You steal from me
a hundred years
of hard fought rights
and you've got the balls
to think
on election day
I'm gunna turn the other cheek
and not throw you bums
out in the street.

poem by Vince Gullaci
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On The Flag Of The Southern Cross

On the flagpost in the freshening winds the flag of the Southern Cross
That brave workers once fought under does flap and wave and toss
In Ballarat in Australia where history was made
For their rights brave men died fighting at the Eureka Stockade
The Southern Cross above where they fought in the southern winds did blow
There history was created one hundred and fifty four years ago
The happening at Ballarat became known of Worldwide
Some of the miners who fought the Government troops were badly injured and some even died
For workers rights in Ballarat the price in human blood was paid
For the rights of a fair go it did not seem a fair trade
Each time I see the flag of the Southern Cross Ballarat comes to mind
The miners there who fought for workers rights were of the bravest kind
That great flag has a history for historians to recall
It surely stands for workers rights and a fair go for all.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Wish List (votes for sale)

It’s election time again
Picture postcards in the mail
Election time again
On every campaign trail
Election time, election time, election time

It’s election time,
A photo opportunity everywhere
Yes election time,
Cleaner streets and cleaner air,
Election time, election time, election time

In every seat across the nation
Never seen so much enthusiasm
So many nice people wanting to shake my hand
Tell me they’ll do all they can
To fill my wish list

It’s election time,
And they’re all promising to do more
Yes election time
Than they did before
Election time, election time, election time

I’d love to have a house by the sea
Handpick my neighbors to suit me
Drive a car on my own road
Free education for young and old
A health system that doesn’t tear at the seems
Throw in world peace by two thirteen (2013)

It’s election time
Picture postcards in the mail
Election time
On every campaign trail
Election time, election time, election time

The future for our children, may hold a little pain
But who’ll bite the bullet, come election time
Election time, election time, election time

poem by Colin Coplin
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Hard On Me

Its all I can do
To keep that little girl smiling
And keep my faith alive
Takes all I got to hold on to tomorrow
And you want to make it hard
Yeah, you want to make it hard on me
Some other time
Id be understanding
You were supposed to be
The friend that I needed when I was down and now
You want to make it hard
You want to make it hard on me
Maybe if I tried, I could turn the other cheek
Maybe, but how big do I have to be
Now you want to make it hard
Yeah, you want to make it hard on me
Maybe if I tried, I could turn the other cheek
Maybe, but how big do I have to be
I need someone
To put their arm around me
Shelter me from all harm
Just as I find something to believe in
You want to make it har d
You want to make it hard on me
Yeah, you want to make it hard
You want to make it hard on me

song performed by by Tom Petty
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Intro

My momma said
"It seemed like yesterday my brother
Said him was gunna leave here
Said he was gunna go and make some money himself"
See my brother wants still to be a rapper
And he can rap real good too
He use to have this book he carried around with him all the time
He use to call it a diary, He use to take it everwhere he went
One day he took it to church when we went to sunday school
And the pastor asked him "Boy, whats that you got in your hand"
And he said this is my diary
And the pastor told him that sinners couldn't have no diary (sinner)
My brother said he was lying, And my brother said if he couldn't have a diary
and he was a sinner, he would just call it a diary of a sinner (diary)
My momma told him don't worry bout what pastor says
My momma told him don't worry bout what nobody says
If that was your diary, that's gunna be your diary
Thats what my mamma said
He said he gonna turn it into an album, And I believe him too
I'm just waiting (One day) one day we gunna turn that radio on ....
[Music fades

song performed by by Petey Pablo
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If Flowers Turn

Flowers for a girl who was placed in the dark
Flowers from a world that had taken her heart
They looked so pretty, but the blood stained them
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
Pull the braids untie all of the pain from your hair
Don't let the buzzards try or they'll take what's been there
Signs appear, and the worst you fear
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
Don't look to the dark all of the pain that you want is here
Uncover your heart so the feeling can disappear
The worst winds are calling, they need you they want you
I'm in the dark and I can see a thing for miles
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
If flowers turn
Throw them away, throw them away
I know, I've seen the pain in your heart
Because I died for us

song performed by by Ours
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Moolah

Some earn it, some steal it,
some lust for it like muff.
Others work hard for hours
earning barely enough.

The lucky, with Trust funds,
have got it to spare.
Others anxiously hope
Grandma’s will named them heir.

Some guys on the Street
Take risks with brass balls.
Then live like royal dukes
in baronial halls.

In the evenings some Ladies
Will stroll on the street
Accepting donations
for sausage relief.

The government types
Have got it the best
They skim off the top
And distribute the rest.

These green little rectangles
With the Presidents’ faces-
They help us keep score
And keep us all in our places.

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Whew! !

i was told, not to worry

when i was yet a one-celled body
i died, and live again
as another complex organism, a tissue,
a seed, and then i sprout
and turn into a plant and then
i die again
and turn into another more complex body
a butterfly
metamorphosed into a bird
and then i die again
and born into the body of a cow
and then i die again
and born into the body of a man
whew! it is tiresome and
so hard to remember
what i did as a man,
they say i was once a king,
and then
into, a semi-god, and then i die
again and i turn into
a god, and so on and so forth,
with a point,
i should not fear death
because it is taking me into
perfection

a hundred and another hundred years.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Broken Soldier

Here stands a broken soldier
One that has fought for his life
One who has fought for your rights
One who has fought with no end
And has asked for nothing in return

Here stands a broken soldier
Much like any other
Just trying to make it through the day
Helping to keep a nation together

There is no wish for fame
No wish for glory
You may not even know his name
Still you know he is a hero

This broken soldier
Has seen his share
He has learned much more
Than what you will learn from books
He has face you each and every worst fear
He has met pain
And death was always a close friend
Knocking on his door
Waiting to be let in
But this soldier
Wasn't ready to give in

He may wonder a street
And pass you by
Yet he is still fighting by your side
And for your rights

He may seem unimportant
For he played such a small part in this huge parade
But in a war
When he is fighting
That small part becomes the parade
And helps a thousand times more than you'd think

This broken soldier knows the risks
He knows the possibility
And yet he fights
For your rights
For your Justice
And at your Liberty

poem by Alandra Nicole Moreira
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Got You By The Balls

Hey mister businessman
Head of the company
Are you looking for a lady
One who likes to please?
Hey mister businessman
This one likes to tease
With a special service
In french quantities
But she wont sacrifice
What you want tonight
She wont come across
Unless theres money in her hand
And shes calling all the shots
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
Hey mister businessman
High society
She can play the school girl
And spank you all you please
But she wont sacrifice
What you want tonight
She wont come across
Unless theres money in her hand
She dont go overtime
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
(kiss your balls goodbye)
Hang it left, hang it right,
Got you by the balls
Got your shorts, got your curlies
Got you - by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
Yeah, yeah
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls
She got you by the balls

song performed by by AC-DC
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Who Can I Turn To (When Nobody Needs Me)

(bricusse / newley)
Who can i turn to
When nobody needs me?
My heart wants to know
And so i must go
Where destiny leads me
With no star to guide me
And no-one beside me
I'll go on my way
And after the day
The darkness will hide me
And maybe tomorrow
I'll find what i'm after
I'll throw off my sorrow
Beg, steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you i could learn to
With you on a new day
But who can i turn to if you turn away?
Oh, oh, yeah
With no star to guide me
And nobody beside me
I'll go on my way and after the day
The darkness will hide me
And maybe tomorrow
I'm gonna find what i'm after
I'll throw off my sorrow
Beg, steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you i could learn to
Oh, with you on a new day
But who can i turn to if you turn away?

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Who Can I Turn To

(bricusse / newley)
Who can I turn to
When nobody needs me?
My heart wants to know
And so I must go
Where destiny leads me
With no star to guide me
And no-one beside me
Ill go on my way
And after the day
The darkness will hide me
And maybe tomorrow
Ill find what Im after
Ill throw off my sorrow
Beg, steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you I could learn to
With you on a new day
But who can I turn to if you turn away?
Oh, oh, yeah
With no star to guide me
And nobody beside me
Ill go on my way and after the day
The darkness will hide me
And maybe tomorrow
Im gonna find what Im after
Ill throw off my sorrow
Beg, steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you I could learn to
Oh, with you on a new day
But who can I turn to if you turn away?

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Any time you have loose ballots, you have to worry about shenanigans. It's a shame such a hard-fought election has to come down to something like this.

quote by David Axelrod
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Who Can I Turn To?

Who can I turn to
When no body needs me
My heart wants to go
So I must know
Where my destiny leads me
With no star to guide me
No one beside me
I will go on my way
And after today
The darkness will hide me
Maybe tomorrow
I going to find what Im after
Throw out my sorrow
Beg steal or borrow
My share of laughter
With you I can cling to
I can learn too with you
Im going to emulate
Who can I turn to
If you turn away
Repeat last verse
Who can I turn to?

song performed by by Van Morrison
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She Thinks I Can't (A Ball Game)

WARNING: Not for the faint of heart! ! !

Proceed at your own risk...

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She ripped out my balls, and
I told her I can take them back...
She rolled her eyes-
She thinks I can't...

...Just because she has them swallowed.

With all that's left of my manhood,
I challenged her to a game and
Came up with a single rule:
NO touching.

My plan is to make her
Throw up, releasing my imprisoned balls.

And so I paid a dozen
Whores come with me to the
Battlefield...
Oh-ho, she's already there, slumped on her throne-chair-
And my poor balls are still in her gut.

I cooked some popcorn for my
Former-love-turned-adversary so she could
ENJOY what's about to unfold...

Facing her, I grabbed one of the twelve and
Started poking her mouth with my tongue-
The same tongue I had used to roam my
Enemy's body a hundred times before...
Out of the corner of my eye
I see the queen vomiting already- too early-
What a shame.

poem by Eon Ezkiel
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In Ballarat Where History Don't Fade

In Ballarat where history don't fade
They still honour the Eureka Stockade,
The miners who fought some of them even died
For their rights to them that for years they had been denied

The Town of Ballarat known far and wide
And the people there in their history take pride
Their ancestors fought against their oppressors laws
And even took up arms for their worthy cause.

The name of Peter Lalor they revere
He led the miners fight and conquered fear
But for his fame a huge price he did pay
He lost an arm on that historic day.

The miners were defeated in the bloody fight
They succumbed to the Government forces greater might
But they won their rights for which they went to war
And the story of their bravery travelled far.

In Ballarat where history was made
They still revere the men of the stockade
Who fought against the forces of the crown
Long years ago in their historic town.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Let's Just Try

Let's Just Try
Date: September 19,2012

I'm trying to forgive the hurt
For all you've said and done
I'm trying hard to understand
Though my heart tells me to run

I'm trying hard to find a way
To lay down the grief and doubt
I'm trying hard, so very hard
To chase the demons out

I'm trying still, to turn a cheek
To forget the bitter blows
I'm trying now, with all my might
To rise above the snow

I'm really trying to accept your faults
And understand mine too
I'm really trying to make things right
We've still so much to do

I'm trying, trying to be strong
To bear the crippling weight
Trying hard to make a change
I hope it's not too late

I'll keep on trying, yes I will
As long as you try too
Because for me, it's worth the strife
To keep on loving you

poem by Leria Hawkins
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The Lust We Fought For

The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.

poem by Erin Grantham
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The Very Last Day

Everybody's gunna pray,
On the very last day,
When they hear that bell,
Ring the world away,
Everybody's gunna pray to the heavens on the judgement day.
Well you sing the great King David,
Andy you preach about the wisdom of Saul,
But the judgement falls on all mankind,
When the trumpet sounds are called,
All people live the same,
When The Lord he calls your name,
Get ready brothers for that day,
Everybody's gunna pray,
On the very last day,
When they hear that bell,
Ring the world away,
Everybody's gunna pray to the heavens on the judgement day.
Well someday soon all men will stand,
His words will be heeded in all the land,
Then men shall know and men shall see,
We all are brothers and we all are free,
Mankind was made of clay,
Each of us in the very same way,
Get ready brothers for that day
Everybody's gunna pray,
On the very last day,
When they hear that bell,
Ring the world away,
Everybody's gunna pray to the heavens on the judgement day.
When the law is given and the law is known,
The tale is told and the seed is sown,
From dust we came and to dust we'll go,
We know, The Lord once told us so,
Each brother take his hand,
Heed the meaning of The Lords command,
Get ready brother for that day
Everybody's gunna pray,
On the very last day,
When they hear that bell,
Ring the world away,
Everybody's gunna pray to the heavens on the judgement day,
Judgement day
Judgement day
Judgement day

song performed by by Hollies
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Vote for the Future of Big Bird

Please vote for the future of our children.
Vote to fund PBS, an oasis of knowledge, get even
On Election Day. Vote for Sesame Street,
Vote for Main Street, not Wall Street.
Vote for the re-election of the President,
Who supports student loans for our college students.
Vote for the man who is a strong proponent
Of investing in America, and in the future of our citizens.
The Hedge Fund Managers have sufficient money;
The wealthy ought to pay their fair share of taxes accordingly.
Vote for Big Bird and Main Street,
An tell Wall Street that the party is over,
No more business as usual; it is over.
Give a chance to Big Bird and Main Street.

poem by Hebert Logerie
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Glass War

Glass war, glass war, glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war, it's a glass war
Glass war, glass war
It's a glass war
Cause you can see right through the poisen
It's a glass war
Cause we all know the activeties
It's a glass war
Cause it's made of smoke and mirrors
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war
Cause only poor men are dyin in the
Gas war
Cause we know why it was started
It's an ass war
Cause the president's an asshole
It's an ass war
It's a glass war
It's a gas war
Cause the starters are all victims of the
Glass war
The slogan men were starters of the
Last war
Now the southern men are starters of the
Glass war
It's a Glass War
It's a Glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
And the shards are gunna start another glass war
It's a glass war
It's a glass war

song performed by by NOFX
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