Politics
HOW can I, that girl standing there,
My attention fix
On Roman or on Russian
Or on Spanish politics?
Yet here's a travelled man that knows
What he talks about,
And there's a politician
That has read and thought,
And maybe what they say is true
Of war and war's alarms,
But O that I were young again
And held her in my arms!
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Russian Girl
Ive been frozen, now its so hot I can barely see
Ive been cutting them down so they cant make fun of me, yeah
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Young child sitting all alone
Hot child, she wants to take you home
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Russian girl, Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
Ive been rushin you
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been a russian girl
Ive been a russian girl,
Ive been rushin you
song performed by by Liz Phair
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Young Girl
Young girl Abused and broken
Young girl Alone and Frightened
Young girl Worthless and Ugly
Young girl feels so alone
She has no one to hold her
Young girl's father to drunk to even care
The young girl gets beaten everyday
The young girl wanting to runaway
Young girl will not leave her father alone
Like he has done to her
This young girl's teacher has a note
She reads the note aloud to the class
This young girl was beaten to death
No one had the guts to save her
This young girl bruised and dead
This young girl buried in the cold ground
This young girl has no one to visit her grave
No one asked her how she got her bruises
No one even took a second chance
Goodbye young girl fly away into the arms of God
For He loved you and always will
This young girl happy again
poem by Jasmine Kayleen
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When I Was A Young Girl
(A Song of Old Ballads)
WHEN I was a young girl, all in a green arbor,
When I was a young girl in Springtimes gone by
All the long days I went singing and smiling,
Down by the roses the sweet days beguiling,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
Oh, the long days I must sit at my sampler,
Oh, the slow way that the still time would go!
I longed to be running across the bright heather,
'Off with the silk gown and on with the leather,
Following the raggle-taggle gypsies, oh!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl in days that were golden,
When I was a young girl, and life had no smart,
All the world seemed a place for my playing,
Full of great lovers to come to me, saying,
'Madam, I give you the keys of my heart . . .'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, and dreaming apart!
When I was a young girl, I dreamed of my lover,
A tall cavalier who should whisper me low,
'Love, on your lips are red roses a-blowing,
I am your true love, and fast is time going
Am I your true love? Oh, say yes or no!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl–
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl there came my true lover,
Swiftly I knew him in glad days gone by;
Never a sword or a lovelock or feather,
But oh, at his touch 'twas our hearts came together,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
poem by Margaret Widdemer
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7-11
I met her at the 7-11 now Im in the 7th
Heaveb tell me, tell me can this be true
I never thought Id ever meet a girl like you
She was standing by the space invaders so I said
Can I see you later yeah we went for a little
Spin down to teh holiday inn
We was young and in love we was young and in love
And youre the only girl Im ever thinking of
We went down to the record swap the kids were
Dancing to the blitzkrieg bop bop-shoo-wop
Shoo-wop shoo-wop bop-shoo-wop shoo-wop shoo-wop
What ever happened to the radio and where did all
The fun sons go summer fun, with the beach boys on
But we all know what went wrong oh-wo-wo
We was young and in love we was young and in love
And youre the only girl Im ever dreaming of
And so we went down to the dance which turned
Into a whole romance and after just one night
I never knew things could be so right
Oh-no-no-no-no-no-no-no
I kissed and hugged her and I said good-bye
Last thing I knew she wouldnt make it alive
Oncoming car went out of control it crushed
My baby and it crushed my soul now all ive
Got is sorrow and pain standing out here
In the rain the crash, shattering glass,
The sirens and pain is driving me insade oh-yeah
We was young and in love we was young and in love
And youre the only girl Im ever thinking of
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Ramones
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Little girl! ! ! (please read my poems i want to know what u all think)
Little girl don't you cry, everything will be ok
Little girl please just listen to what i have got to say
Little girl make a wish, sit back, watch the stars and pray
Little girl some one will soon come along to help you guide your way
Little girl just relax and go and play
Little girl someone will be there to brighten up your day
Little girl your still young you have plenty of time
Little girl just talk to me then you'll be fine
Little girl im not a perfessional but il try my very best
Little girl i just dont like to see you in this horrible mess
Little girl take my hand, be happy don't be blue
Little girl im sorry to say but it was not true
Little girl dont you look for love, let it come and find you
Little girl you will just have to wait theres nothing else you can do
Little girl please stop sobbing, because you made a mistake
Little girl just remember its an easy thing to make
Little girl you got to beleive that is true
Little girl nobodys perfect not even you
Little girl your so special in your own little way
Little girl don't listen to what anyone else as got to say
Little girl i know it's hard, but please don't you give in
Little girl please be strong, dont ever let him win
Little girl you're not alone, that will always be true
Little girl so young and sweet, I'll always be hear for you
Little girl close your eyes and try and let the past go
Little girl if you dont give it a shot you will never know.
poem by Caz Faulkner
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Morning Dew
(tim rose/bonnie dobson)
Warner-tamerlane publishing corp.
B.m.i.
Walk me out in the morning dew
Walk me out in the morning dew today
I cant walk you out in no morning dew
I cant walk you out in no morning dew at all
Thought I heard a young girl cryin mama
Thought I heard a young girl cry today
You never heard no young girl cryin
You never heard no young girl cry at all
Thought I heard a young boy cryin mama
Thought I heard a young boy cry today
You didnt hear no young boy cryin buddy
You never heard no young boy cry at all
Thought I heard a young man cryin mama
Thought I heard a young man cry today
You never heard no young man cryin
You never heard no young man cry at all
Now there is no more morning dew
Now there is no more morning dew
What theyve been sayin all these years is true
Now there is no more morning dew.
song performed by by Nazareth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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She Talks About Love
Once in a lifetime....
Down at the end, the end of the line
There's a girl who waits for love
She is the one he's hoping for
But there's another one she's thinking of
She doesn't know his name, doesn't know his face
She'll recognize the feeling in any case
She'll be swept away by the flies inside
Make her beautiful, make her come alive
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She falls and she falls but never laughs
In the arms of the one she wants
Fights for a dream she's never seen
In a world of rocks and stones
Ands she knows it's there, knows it does exist
A feeling oh so real, almost divine bliss
Takes her breath away, a gem beyond compare
Makes her weak in the knees, she knows that love is rare
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
The measure of time
Will prevent what's mine
She believes in once upon a time
Once in a lifetime
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, nobody cares
She talks about love, nobody listens
She talks about love, she believes in love
song performed by by Vitamin C
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In The End
My baby was born in a bed
With white sheets, machines and heat
Travelled home in a car
To a three room nest, eats and sleeps
Laminate floor to crawl on, t.v.
Talks, starts to walk amongst love and security
Goes to school, learns to read an write
Probably follows a team with his friends
And gets to ride the train
Probably fall in love
Probably get to fly on a plane
Get to work all week and spend what he earns
On the high street
He's got doctors, nurses, fireman, churches
Kindergartens, wedding bells and jet black hurses
Passport, bank card, maybe his own yard
Locks and alarms, trinkets and charms
Maybe a baby in his arms.
My baby was born on his knee, one of poverty's offspring
Can into the world coughing, already full of mama's disease
Went back to a flat with no gas, no cash
Wrapped in a duvet full of cigarette ash
Mama can't get no sleep
Baby never quiet enough to eat
Goes to school, learns to steal and fight
Probably form a team with hs friends
Go steam those trains
Fall in love an never trust nobody again
Gets to work all week
standing in the high street for joe
Hustlin' blow
Hustlin' blow...
song performed by by Faithless
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Morning Dew
(bonnie dobson and tim rose)
Walk me out in the morning dew, my honey.
Please walk me out in the morning dew, sometime.
Cant walk you out in no morning dew. Im sorry, Im sorry.
Cant walk you out in no morning dew.
Thought I heard a young man cryin.
Thought I heard a young man cryin today.
You didnt hear no young man cryin.
You did not hear no young man cryin.
Thought I heard a young girl cryin.
Thought I heard a young girl cryin.
You, you did not hear no young girl cryin.
Im sorry but you know it is [true].
You did not hear no young man cryin.
Now there is no more morning dew.
Now there is no more morning dew.
What theyve been saying all these god-darn years has come true,
I knew it would too.
Now theres no more morning dew.
Now there is no more morning dew, at all, oh.
Now there is no more morning dew.
Because, because, because,
What theyve been saying all these years has come true,
You know, and only you know,
That theres no more morning dew.
Now, now there is no more morning dew.
People, you know that theres no more morning dew.
Because, because,
What theyve been saying all these years has come true,
It had to happen.
You know, that theres no more morning dew.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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She Won't Swallow It
Warning-Sexual content! May not be suitable for all readers!
Parody of the classic song from the film of the same name The Girl Can't Help It
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She walks by, got mine standing at attention
Tight inside of my jeans
Still...
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She winks her eye, flirts with me so outragous and naughty
Gets me so damn horny
Only to burn me like toast
Cos no matter how often I ask
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She' s got me turned on the most
Yet even if I got down tonight on my knees
I think I know still what her answer would be
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
The girl won't swallow it
Won't get down on her knees
Not even once just to see if she would like it
Oh yeah
Sad but true
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
And even when I beg her pretty please
A horny boyfriend down on his knees
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She won't even pretend to mess around with it
In the dark or in the sun
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
If I give her some good old fashion lovin' way down there
Then should't she do the same for me?
The girl won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Always makes me feel so damn bad just for askin'
Just like a dirty old grandpa instead of the young kinky 21 that I am
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
The girl won't swallow it
Won't get down on her knees
Not even once just to see if she would like it
Oh yeah
Sad but true
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
And even when I beg her pretty please
A horny boyfriend down on his knees
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
She walks by, got my manhood locked up tight in a vise
As I pant and moan for that little something
That little something more that she just won't give
Still I'm hopin' and prayin' someday
Her answer will be
The girl will swallow it cos she's just as horny as me
She won't swallow it, the girl won't swallow it
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Pooped From Their Stupors
Up in arms,
People are...
Pulling alarms.
Hope...
For many is gone!
Protesting in the streets,
People heated wont cease...
And,
This...
Confusion goes on!
Missing greed are people,
Who...
Never thought they'd be the fools.
And,
This...
Confusion goes on!
Dismissing signs all around,
Their gluttony loved will drown.
And,
This...
Confusion goes on!
Hoop and holler groupers,
Who are pooped from their stupors...
But,
This...
Confusion goes on.
Scooped up by the dupers,
And dropped by the snoopers...
But,
This...
Confusion goes on!
Up in arms,
People are...
Pulling alarms.
Hope...
For many is gone!
Hoop and holler groupers,
Who are pooped from their stupors...
But,
This...
Confusion goes on.
Scooped up by the dupers,
And dropped by the snoopers...
But,
This...
Confusion goes on!
Up in arms,
People are...
Pulling alarms.
And...
Scooped up by the dupers,
And dropped by the snoopers.
Up in arms,
People are...
Pulling alarms.
And...
Hoop and holler groupers,
Who are pooped from their stupors.
And...
Up in arms,
People are...
Pulling alarms.
And...
Pooped from their stupors!
And...
Pooped from their stupors!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Held Her In My Arms
Im gnawing on the knowledge
That I have been burnt
And Im learning things that i
Shouldve already learnt
Everyone I ever knew
Was so kind and coy
I was with a girl
But it felt like I was with a boy
I cant even remember
If we were lovers
Or if I just wanted to
But I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
I held her in my arms
But it wasnt you
I will not kill
The one thing that I love
In this world of wreckage
I look above
Help me lord
Help me understand
What it means to be a boy
What it means to be a man
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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Toledo
All through the night you telephoned
I saw the light blinking red
Beside the cradle
But you dont know how far Ive gone
Now I must live with the lie
That I made
But if I call, I know I wont have to say it
Youll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But its no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didnt mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
Its not forgiveness that theyre gonna see
You hear her voice - how could you do that?
You hear her voice - how could you do that?
So I walked outside in the bright
Sunshine and lovers pass by
Smiling and joking
But they dont know the fool I was
Why should they care what was lost
What was broken?
But if I call, I know I wont have to say it
Youll hear my voice - something is bound to betray it
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But its no use saying that I love you
And how that girl really didnt mean a thing to me
For if anyone should look into your eyes
Its not forgiveness that theyre gonna see
But do people living in toledo
Know that their name hasnt travelled very well?
And does anybody in ohio
Dream of that spanish citadel?
But we still have florence, alabama
We dont have paris, and we dont have rome
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Young girl! !
Young girl don't run
Just look to the sun
Young girl don't hide
Just look inside
Young girl don't cry
Look right past look into the sky
Young girl don't listen to them
Young girl it will go away
Look for a brighter day
Young girl you will be alright
When they are out of sight
Young girl listen to your heart
I will not part
Young girl search your soal
When you find me there you'll search no more
poem by Becky Ginn
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Introducing... Me!
I am the woman who was the girl who thought she was alone.
The same girl that pretended to be the life of our group to stay on top.
The girl who was everyone's friend even though I did not like myself very much.
I was the girl who thought that love only came in one form.
So I used it to my advantage and ended up scorned.
I was the girl that found herself in trouble too deep to be fished out.
I was the girl who grew up too fast with no way out.
I had to grow, so that I might learn to be the mother I needed to be.
I was the girl who was a child-mother with only my own mother there for me.
The girl who was afraid to pout who had to be always brave.
The girl who felt as if I never got but only gave.
I was the girl who made all her own choices and stood up to take responsibility.
I was the girl who told the world how dare you judge her because of me.
Now I am the woman who, will fight the very devil for my childrens lives.
I fought him for two of my babies and won, my fourth in God's arms lay.
I am the woman who will stand up and shout for what I believe.
The woman who learned the hard way there is no reprieve.
I am the woman who finally learned how to love herself.
And in doing so found true love at last.
I am the woman who is the life of the party now.
The woman that has few real friends, but they matter more then they did then.
I am the woman who can cry and know it will be alright.
I am the woman who can say,
I am beautiful today.
If not for one woman who was there to help show me how.
I would not be the woman standing here now.
My Mother is the woman in me who I long to be.
My Mother is the woman I emmulate and hope my girls will come to be like.
She is stronger then Breast Cancer. Stronger then Divorce.
Stronger then all the trials I put her through.
If she were not here today what would I do?
poem by Lydie Mathers
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To an intellectual who is adrift in politics, a theory is an aim; to a true politician his theory is a boundary.
quote by Francis Parker Yockey
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Succumbing To His Charms
Being an ardent follower of dances, romances,
things of the night - as long as I return to the
comforting arms of my beloved afterwards - I
realised that an English actress who plays My
Fair Lady then ends up in the embrace of a
Russian dancer as she strides a chair in a wild
tango while looking like Audrey Hepburn herself
and the Russian dancer then has to disentangle
himself from his American wife -
Should prepare for possible disappointment as
the Russian who left his American wife without
much ado will probably leave his Audrey Hepburn
lookalike for the next beautiful lady who takes to
the stage on Strictly Come Dancing firmly clasped
in his arms while succumbing to his charms - or
vice versa - point is, when a radiant young lady
takes the fancy of a married man, odds are high
the next more radiant lady
Will have the same effect on him, and I smile at my
beloved who never goes to a dance, content
to be true to me only
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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If, however, the success of a politician is to be measured by the degree in which he is able personally to influence the course of politics, and attach to himself a school of political thought, then Mr. Mill, in the best meaning of the words, has succeeded.
quote by Millicent Fawcett
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Im In Love
Victor hill, bernard spears & billy young
Alone again like an empty shell
Feeling like I wanna die
Ive been through hell
So easy to be crushed
By someone you love so much
Then you came along
And picked me up and took me home
So tenderly you held me in your arms
You said baby, dry your eyes
Theres no need to cry
Chorus:
Im in love once again
Yes its true I love you
With you my love
Im in love once again
Yes its true I love you
With all my heart
There I was
Washed up on a shore
Crying my heart out
I just cant take no more
My life had come to an end
I was ready do give in
I closed my eyes
In one last silent prayer
Only to look up
And find you standing there
I looked into your eyes
And then I realized
Chorus
Ad lib out
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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Conviction (IV)
I like to get off with people,
I like to lie in their arms
I like to be held and lightly kissed,
Safe from all alarms.
I like to laugh and be happy
With a beautiful kiss,
I tell you, in all the world
There is no bliss like this.
poem by Stevie Smith
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