It’s Not St. Patty’s Day
Bring out the green beer,
Let’s go to the pub that draws us so near,
Where we can have corned beef and cabbage,
And sing the Unicorn Song,
It’s not St. Patty’s Day,
tell me where I went wrong.
It seems that New York City's Empire State Building has gone green,
Not for Eire but for Eid-ul-Fitr,
One can concur,
That PC is the motive for the occurrence,
It makes no difference,
That six years ago plus a little more than a month,
The twin towers fell down to the ground,
Now making the Empire State Building again the highest point,
In Manhattan,
For Eid-ul-Fitr is the end of Ramadan,
I, for one,
-have no recollection of an Imam condemning the actions of a few,
And I, for one, seem to have my nose out a joint.
Is it odd for me to say, that the buildings owner,
The Malkin Group,
(Malkin is a Jew) ,
-could celebrate Ramadan as well Channukah?
The caveman says, “WHAT? ”
De-De-De says Carlos Mencia,
-the city of New York is a dupe,
They helped Hillary to run for president.
Hillary proposed a Palestinian State,
Charlie Rose was somewhat irate,
(“Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is the president of the Islamic Republic of Iran. He is in New York attending the United Nations General Assembly. He is, as you know, a very controversial figure, because he refused to acknowledge the Holocaust, the right of Israel to exist, and also there are accusations of Iran's support for terrorism and his desire for nuclear weapons.”)
Maybe the wearin’ of the green was for Mahmoud,
From midtown to the sacred ground zero where once the towers stood.
(10-15-07)
poem by Joe Rosochacki
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Twin Towers Toppled Of Heart's Sadness And Memory.
Ye twin towers have toppled of heart's sadness of New York City...
Twas twin building's toppled by terror-not pity.
City of York be new not old...
Shown it's beauty of town known bold.
Kindred hearts of city beset...
Nine eleven that day t'will be hardest to forget.
Many helping hands united to give help that day...
Care and grief of sadness fortold.
Tis now writ of history doth be unfold.
Kindness of heart spread out to this city...
Still be it proud and hopely healed thusly filled with a real truest of gritty.
poem by by unknown author
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In Iran I think nobody loses their job because of making a statement that reflects their opinion. From this point of view, conditions in Iran are far better than in many other places in the world.
quote by Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
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Safe In New York City
(young - young)
Hello baby gimme your hand
Check out the high spots the lay of the land
You dont need a rocket or a big limousine
Come on over baby and Ill make you obscene
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
All over the city and down to the dives
Dont mess with this place itll eat you alive
Got lip smackin honey to soak up the jam
On top of the world ma ready to slam
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
Movin all over like a jumpin bean
Take a look at that thing in the tight ass jeans
Comin your way now you may be in luck
Dont you fret boy shes ready to buck
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
I feel safe in new york city
New york, new york, new york
I feel safe in a cage in new york city
2000, j. albert & son, pty.
song performed by by AC-DC
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Hard Times In New York Town
Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a-listen to my song.
Sing it to you right, but you might think its wrong.
Just a little glimpse of a story Ill tell
Bout an east coast city that you all know well.
Its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
Old new york city is a friendly old town,
From washington heights to harlem on down.
Theres a-mighty many people all millin all around,
Theyll kick you when youre up and knock you when youre down.
Its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
Its a mighty long ways from the golden gate
To rockefeller plaza n the empire state.
Mister rockefeller sets up as high as a bird,
Old mister empire never says a word.
Its hard times from the country,
Livin down in new york town.
Well, its up in the mornin tryin to fins a job of work.
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt.
If you go a lot o money you can make yourself merry,
If you only got a nickel, its the staten island ferry.
And its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
Mister hudson come a-sailin down the stream
And old mister minuet paid for his dream.
Bought your city on a one-way track,
f I had my way Id sell it right back.
And its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
Ill take all the smog in cal-i-for-ne-ay,
n every bit of dust in the oklahoma plains,
n the dirt in the caves of the rocky mountain mines.
Its all much cleaner than the new york kind.
And its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
So all you newsy people, spread the news around,
You cn listen to m story, listen to m song.
You cn step on my name, you cn try n get me beat,
When I leave new york, Ill be standin on my feet.
And its hard times in the city,
Livin down in new york town.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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For this reason, the expansion of relations with all countries is on the agenda of the Islamic Republic of Iran. I mean balanced relationships, based on mutual respect and observation of each other's rights.
quote by Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
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Martyr's silent prayer?
Dedication to 9/11 victimized immortal souls and their innocent families!
September 11,2001
Ten years before
When the terrorists
Destroyed The World Trade Center
The Twin Towers in New York,
Osama Bin Laden was happy
With his henchmen?
Ten years after
The mass killer was silent
At the Sea Bed.
And what he gained?
The prayers started in the Holy month
He must have his regrets now
When the pilgrims are ready to celebrate
The peaceful Ramadan!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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We expect President Bush to implement his own vision of a two-state solution, the birth of the Palestinian State and the ending of the occupation that started in 1967.
quote by Mahmoud Abbas
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New York City
Standing on the corner
Just me and yoko ono
We was waiting for jerry to land
Up come a man with a guitar in his hand
Singing, have a marijuana if you can
His name was david peel
And we found that he was real
He sang, the pope smokes dope every day
Up come a policeman shoved us up the street
Singing, power to the people today!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Well down to maxs kansas city
Got down the nitty gritty
With the elephants memory band
Laid something down
As the news spread around
About the plastic ono elephants memory band!
And we played some funky boogie
And laid some tutti frutti
Singing, long tall sallys a man.
Up come a preacherman trying to be a teacher
Singing, gods a red herring in drag!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Well we did the staten island ferry
Making movies for the telly
Played the fillmore and apollo for freedom
Tried to shake our image
Just a cycling through the village
But found that we had left it back in london
Well nobody came to bug us
Hustle us or shove us
So we decided to make it our home
If the man wants to shove us out
We gonna jump and shout
The statue of liberty said, come!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
New york city...back in new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
song performed by by Lennon John
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Empire State
Written by lindsey buckingham.
New york, open your eyes to me
Let me be what I want to be
Tell me, tell me its not too late
Big apple, takin a bite of me
Whole world movin below my feet
Not like, not like we do in l.a.
New york, make me a part of you
Straight, straight through the heart of you
Tell me, tell me its not too late
Flying high on the empire state
Flying high on the empire state
New york, watch me burn ya down
Straight, straight through the heart of town
Tell me, tell me Im not too late
Big apple, takin a bite of me
Whole world movin below my feet
Not like, not like we do in l.a.
Flying high on the empire state
Flying high on the empire state
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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A Heart In New York
New york
To your tall skyline I come
Flying in from london
To your door
New york
Lookin down on central park
Where they say you should not wander
After dark
New york
Like a scene from all those movies
But youre real enough to me
But theres a heart
A heart that lives in new york
A heart in new york
A rose on the street
I write my song to that city heartbeat
A heart in new york
Love in her eye
An open door and a friend for the night
New york
You got money on your mind
And my words dont make a dimes
Worth a difference
So heres to you new york
New york
Now my plane is touching down
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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New-York-City Sad Song
I am in New York City, but New York City,
It does not belong to me. You understand?
I am in New York City, but New York City is not in me.
What do I mean? Listen, I am from Chicago, Illinois.
Been in New York City for thirty-five years.
I am a New Yorker! You must understand!
Nope, nope, I probably confuse you.
What happens here? I have some examples.
Take the Second Avenue Subway. It doesn't exist!
City continues the project as long as I remember.
Seventh Avenue, midtown calls it, Fashion Avenue;
Yet garment making and design,
Do they play any role in today's American trade?
And the neighborhoods, they all look the same.
Look down the blocks. What do you see?
Corporate interests and franchise,
Dunkin' Donuts and big-time banks,
And, on almost every other corner,
Drug-store chains hawking their wares,
That's the story, the moms-and-pops, those stores,
Those stores are gone.
I notice more begging,
People seeking handouts more today than I ever recall.
The murder rate spikes. The poor kill the poor;
Children shoot other children.
And the City's once renowned middle class forced to flee,
I see a Great Migration,
A town left to ladies with big, diamond engagement rings,
And babies pushed in fancy perambulators.
By the way New York City's mayor,
He is the richest man in the state.
And you, yes, you, too,
You are not around much anymore.
How seldom I see you during the course of a year!
I am lonely without you.
I miss your not being home with me.
Nowadays, you go abroad
And, when you return, we go for dinner.
I only see you once in a while and then for a short time.
Ever notice all the lottery tickets which losers leave
On counter tops, and discard to the floor?
Seems many people hope to change their luck.
You follow? You understand what I mean?
I am in New York City, but New York City is not in me.
poem by by unknown author
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New York
New York, New York
A city that breathes endlessly
Dollars are spent carelessly
New York, New York
A city of squares and blocks
And the Stars roll and rock
While tourist flock
Like sheep cornered in squares
Entertainment, clubs and theatres
Is all that seems to matter
Twenty four seven
Alive in heaven
New York
A taxi takes you round and round the blocks
I end up in Madison Square
Where I started out twenty minutes before
But who cares?
This is New York
Every where there are open doors
New York, New York
A city that never sleeps
Everywhere you must leave a tip
But this city is worth the trip
New York, New York
A city of numbers and avenues
And elongated queues
It is true
I see now, I know now
About what they say about New York!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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New York Times
New york poor new york
New york poor new york
Cars choking your child to death
But you dont wanna see
Cause you only think about yourself
How blind can you be
New york poor new york
Sniper on the rooftop new york
New york poor new york
Not fit for a dog in new york
Everybody bites on the big apple
Leave the hungry in tears
But no one gives a damn no one really cares
How they feel theyre just paper people not real
You need a gun to walk into new york
Now youre broke and youre out on a ledge
Who can help you this time
Now youre down to your very last cent
Still youre askin me who was your friend
I was your friend
New york poor new york
Who turned the lights out in new york
New york poor new york
Just another blackout in new york
Girl dead on the 26th floor
But no one knew her name
Found her body behind the door
Too young for the game
New york poor new york
Devils in the subway new york
New york poor new york
New york poor new york
Talkin talkin talkin - watch out
Harlem touching midtown new york
New york poor new york
Talkin bout new york new york
Moneys getting tighter new york
Theyre burning the bridges to new york
song performed by by Cat Stevens
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The United States' administrations... must recognize that Iran is a big power. Having said that, we consider ourselves to be a human force and a cultural power and hence a friend of other nations. We have never sought to dominate others or to violate the rights of any other country.
quote by Mahmoud Ahmadinejad
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New York City
You called me last night on the telephone
And I was glad to hear from you cause I was all alone
You said, its snowing, its snowing! god, I hate this weather.
Now I walk through blizzards just to get us back together
We met in the springtime at a rock-and-roll show
It was on the bowery when it was time to go
We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night
I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life.
cause everyones your friend in new york city
And everything looks beautiful when youre young and pretty
The streets are paved with diamonds and theres just so much to see
But the best thing about new york city is you and me
Statue of liberty, staten island ferry, co-op city, katzs and tiffanys*
Central park, brooklyn bridge, the empire state where dylan lived**
Coney island and times square, rockefeller center
Wish I was there
You wrote me a letter just the other day
Said, springtime is coming soon so why dont you come to stay.
I packed my stuff, got on the bus, I cant believe its true
Im three days from new york city and Im three days from you
cause everyones my friend in new york city
And everything looks beautiful when youre young and pretty
The streets are paved with diamonds and theres just so much to see
But the best thing about new york city is you and me
cause everyones my friend in new york city
And everything looks beautiful when youre young and pretty
The streets are paved with diamonds and theres just so much to see
But the best thing about new york city is you and me.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Another Rainy Day In New York City
Another rainy day in new york city
Softly sweet, so silently it falls
As crosstown traffic crawls
Memories in my way in new york city
Tender, tough, too tragic to be true
And nothing I can do
City workers cheer
The taxis disappear
Another rainy day in new york city
Another spacey stay in new york city
High up in an overpriced hotel
The view is really swell
Windy, wet and gray in new york city
No one here I really want to see
Old friends and family
So suddenly serene
The air is fresh and clean
Another rainy day in new york city
Its another rainy day
Just a rainy, rainy day
Its another rainy day
Just a rainy, rainy day
song performed by by Chicago
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The President of Iran has called for the destruction of Israel and the West and has even denied the holocaust took place. Iran and its terrorist arm Hezbollah are responsible for the current conflicts between Israel and Lebanon.
quote by Michael McCaul
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New York City Boy
When youre a boy
Some days are tough
Lying on your bad
Playing punk rock and stuff
Home is a boot camp
You gotta escape
Wanna go and wander
In the ticker-tape
You feel the deal is real
Youre a new york city boy
So young, so run
Into new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
The street is amazing
The hoochies unreal
Check out all the hardware
At the latest deal
Hear a song
Thats the bomb
If you dont get the mix
Its got eighty-six
You feel the deal is real
Youre in new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
New york city boy
This is your reward day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
Then as the evening falls
You can return its calls
You feel the deal is real
Youre a new york city boy
So young, so run
Into new york city
New york city boy
Youll never have a bored day
cause youre a new york city boy
Where seventh avenue meets broadway
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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New York Morning, Glimpse of Beauty (alt/beat version)
Sunrise, discarding New York magazine
poems not of city, even could
have written them myself, it seems
Heat grows, tossing New York Times
Vade Mecum of commute, tired of weight
of business and estate, pages never used
Now New York streets, unforgiving
red-light-jumping cars, pedestrians running on
adrenalin and wheels, upending
boy on crutches
baby carriage
scattered in their haste
to steal a march upon
New York morning sun
Even those possessed
of lifetime wage employment can't resist
caffeine-driven New York state of mind
traffic cops, tabloids and terror plots
look up, construction into sky
precise design and accident, human-conceived
magnificence, fragile towers, peaks
beloved Chrysler spire, beauty glimpsed
at last, New York windows upon sun
Clouds where passengers no longer fly.
poem by Frank Bana
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West Twenty-Fifth Street
My address 'tis 41 West 25th Street-
I am living my dream in New York State...
'Tis my very own: 'Show Place'...
My 'Gracious Home'-my fate;
In my younger years i shopped-
For baby furniture and teen as well-
I would go next door to: 'Scneiders'
And i only bought the best that they had to sell;
Life in New York City can be quite hectic...
'Tis so easy to get caught in the fray...
In the Hub-Bub of this busy city...
But 'tis a city where: 'Samuel French Plays';
They say that the Big Apple 'tis so huge...
But really if you know where you're going- i disagree-
Actually we are closer than you think- darlin'-
Why even Newark 'tis close to me;
And it 'tis in The Garden State-
Been to 'Broad Street' before...
It t'was back in 2007-i do believe...
On Pearl Harbor Day you called me mon amour! ! ! ;
poem by Theodora Onken
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