No More Fun
It started out fun
But then you were done
I was sitting under the
Sun and I
Decided to grab the gun
Now I was done
No more fun
poem by Bryan Hammond
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I Decided
I decided not to cry
'cause I know
you cannot wipe my tears
I decided not to ask
'cause I know you cannot give
I decided not to give
'cause I know you will reject
I decided not to speak
'cause I know
you will be...hurt.
I decided to decide
'cause I know....
I have to.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Visible Future
I ran
From my cemented chair.
I refused to stop
And became almost invisible.
The ones playing in the back,
Can barely see me now.
Since I saw what was to come,
I decided to turn around
And grab your hand.
poem by Erica Borges
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Picking From A Grab Bag
Pick one.
Go ahead and pick one.
Just only pick one...
And pull it from the grab bag.
Pick one.
Why don't you pick one.
Just pick up any one,
And...
Pull it from the grab bag.
Do the children learn their ABC's,
Picking from a grab bag.
Is this the best that it can be,
To...
Pick from a grab bag.
What's learn by,
Picking from a grab bag.
What's earned by,
Picking from a grab bag.
Who teaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
Who preaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
And what lessons are really learned?
Who,
Teaches...
Picking from a grab bag.
Who preaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
What's learn by,
Picking from a grab bag.
What's earned by,
Picking from a grab bag.
And...
What lessons are really learned,
Picking from a grab bag.
Picking from a grab bag.
Picking from a grab bag.
Picking from a grab bag.
Who teaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
Who preaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
And...
What lessons are really learned,
Picking from a grab bag.
And...
What lessons are really learned,
Picking from a grab bag.
Who teaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
Who preaches,
Picking from a grab bag.
And...
What lessons are really learned,
Picking from a grab bag.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Decided
[Chorus]
I decided to stay home tonite
I decided I'ma treat you right
I decided to be there for you
Decided to be on my P's and Q's
I decided to give up my friends
Decided I'ma take you out weekends
Decided to give you a reason to trust
These are decisions that I make for love
[Verse 1]
Enough is enough no more running around
(Searchin' for what's right here at home)
Because my luck is 'bout to turn around
(And I just can't keep doin' you wrong)
Girl I take it for granted that you will be here always
(Tired of this ego trip)
'Cause soon you'll be searchin' for another man
And I just can't have that happen to me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now I've had about all that I can stand no more
(I'm turnin' in my playa's card)
See I'm retirin' from the secret life I chose
(Cause I just can't keep breakin' your heart)
It was silly of me to be the way that I was
(First was blind
song performed by by R. Kelly from TP-2.COM
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The Seductress
all her life, by men she had been put down
she tried so much to smile, but could only frown.
she was beautiful, but men could not see
'that she had a rare quality'.
they took advantage, because she was soft spoken
and her heart was always broken.
she decided that a profession she must seek
and that she must reach the highest peak.
she decided a teacher she would become.
in her mind: ' better than her, there was none'.
she graduated with the highest marks
and in the best school she got her start.
and at the age of twenty two
she had done all that she could do.
then when the new term started,
she became open hearted.
she started to teach her students
one on one, and found herself under the gun.
in her class, a fourteen year old arrived
and she started to visualize
his eyes so blue, his hair so black
from her teaching, it did distract.
the more she taught, the more she fought
all the pent up feelings inside
to the point that she did'nt hide.
she started to get closer to him
knowing that she was commiting a sin.
he responded like any young teenage boy would do
and told her: i want to get closer to you.
she let him touch her pounding breast
and from there you could imagine the rest.
soon it spread throughout the school
that she had broken the golden rule.
then the school board found it out
and the public became aware
that with a minor she could not share
all the things that she learned in life.
she got pregnant and became his wife.
his parents she did know
but to jail she did go.
now that she's out, and has child number two
he does' nt know just what to do.
but he had gotten his education
and that may be his salvation
poem by Louis Rams
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Goodby Mass
Sitting on a hard chair try to sit straight
Sitting on a hard chair this moment won't wait
Listening to the speakers they're talking about you
Look at all the people all the people you know
Sitting with my back straight it becomes hard to hear
Some people are crying it becomes hard to hear
I don't think you'd have liked it you would have made a joke
You would have made it easier you'd say "tomorrow I'm smoke"
Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come
Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come
Some of them are famous and some are just like me
Trying hard to listen trying hard to see
Sitting in a hard chair it's over time to stand
Some people are crying I turn to grab your hand
It's your daughter saying thank you
You, you would have made a joke
"Isn't this something," you say, "tomorrow I'm smoke
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Rescued by an Angel
Some time ago, we planned to go shopping in Duluth, Minnesota
We started out on the highway but the car radiator blew
We decided to drive the car back to our garage
Our son, Clancy, offered to drive it back
While I was sitting in the front passenger seat
I felt an invisible Angel gently pushing our car
He pushed it all the way into the garage
We were rescued by an Angel
Thank God for creating His Angels
December 18,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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Goodby Mass - In A Chapel Bodily Termination
Sitting on a hard chair try to sit straight
Sitting on a hard chair this moment wont wait
Listening to the speakers theyre talking about you
Look at all the people all the people you knew
Sitting with my back straight it becomes hard to hear
Some people are crying it becomes hard to hear
I dont think youd have liked it you would have made a joke
You would have made it easier youd say tomorrow Im smoke
Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come
Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come
Some of them are famous and some are just like me
Trying hard to listen trying hard to see
Sitting in a hard chair its over time to stand
Some people are crying I turn to grab your hand
Its your daughter saying thank you, you, you would have made a joke
Isnt this something, you say, tomorrow Im smoke
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Seashells in the Bucket
Vs.1 Walkin' at the beach, I
Thought I saw a bird fly,
Decided to follow it down a ways.
Then it flew away, and
I tripped and fell in the sand,
That's when I realized what all I did today.
(chorus)
I put seashells in the bucket,
And I waded in the water,
Didn't think it could get much hotter,
But, boy, was I wrong.
I went to eat some lunch,
And I made a castle out of sand,
Some little kid just stepped on my hand,
But the day's still goin' on,
So I sat down 'n' started writin' this song.
Vs.2 That's when it started to rain,
I knew that I would stay
Outside in it 'cause it felt good to me.
Then, the sun came back out,
And I started to pout,
But I had done a lot this week.
(chorus) x 2
Yes, they're still in the bucket,
And I'm done with this song!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Every oak tree started out as a couple of nuts who decided to stand their ground.
I decided we should book ourselves, so I started booking the band.
quote by Ruben Blades
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Love Poem
I want to write you
a love poem as headlong
as our creek
after thaw
when we stand
on its dangerous
banks and watch it carry
with it every twig
every dry leaf and branch
in its path
every scruple
when we see it
so swollen
with runoff
that even as we watch
we must grab
each other
and step back
we must grab each
other or
get our shoes
soaked we must
grab each other
poem by Linda Pastan
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Not So Serious
I say why are you always so serious?
Can not one sometimes have little fun.
Let their be a creation directly from the imagination.
Happiness is all we seek in a world so grey.
I can not let it dull any of my sensations.
So I grab a pen and I'm writing again.
So I grab a book and I'm reading again.
So I grab a controller and I'm playing a game again.
So I grab some headphones and I'm jamming again.
Anything and everything.
Please just let me have my many escapes.
Even if it is a prelude to many mistakes.
It still is my life that I will live my way no matter the day.
Rain or shine.
Work one can not do all the time.
Or it become a monotonous task that eventually drives one insane.
Take a day off.
Honestly you can afford it.
Even you are barely making it.
Even if you are robbing Peter to pay Paul.
In one day it won't change.
Their is time when you should play.
Trust me it will be okay.
It might even help.
Who really knows?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Bottom
Lift your head up from the clouds
I know that you're shaking
Breaking down
How could you leave me
Garbage can
Never want to be your understand
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Lord can you help me get this weight off my shoulders
Can you help me I think I'm getting older
The pain that you left me deep within
How can I live living in sin
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
Sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom
How many times I gotta say
That you're never ever gonna get your way
Down in the gutter as I decay
Where you gonna leave me
Let me be
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me understand
And you know that I've tried
Don't you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now I'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
[x2]
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me
[x2]
Sticks and stones breaking my bones
No your words aren't never gonna hurt me
And you know that I've tried
And you know
Lord knows I've tried every day of my life
Sitting at the bottom, sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
Now i'm sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
I'm just sitting at the bottom with you
song performed by by Puddle Of Mudd
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It's hard to generalize, because they're all different. When I started, I decided to take as much advantage as I could of the freedom offered by the SF field.
quote by Walter Jon Williams
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Before I started doing the film and when I found out I was going to be doing it, I just decided to pump up on the whole cardio stuff. Just in terms of stamina.
quote by Parminder Nagra
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I decided I was going to tell these stories. I went around and met Crumb. He was the cartoonist. I started realizing comics weren't just kid stuff.
quote by Harvey Pekar
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Trade You Lay
Don't get me started.
No don't get me started.
Don't get me started,
Don't!
You tell me for you I am the one,
But if I was younger...
I'd be fun.
But don't get me started.
Don't.
You want a poppa and a friend.
To toy around in your play pen.
Don't get me started.
Don't get me started,
Don't get me started,
Don't!
Because...
I refuse to be,
A piece of trade you lay.
I'm not that way.
No I...
Refuse to be,
Treated like a piece of meat!
Not today.
Don't get me started.
Don't get me started,
Don't get me started,
Don't!
Don't get me started.
Don't get me started,
Don't get me started,
Don't!
I...
Refuse to be,
Treated like a piece of meat.
Or a trade you lay.
Trade you lay.
Trade you lay.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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12 Roses I Need To Say
I grab a rose that is number one
To show you that it is for fun
To have a girl that you can always have fun with
Not only someone to love but a friend also
To hang out and laugh
One is for fun
I grab a rose that is number two
To show you that it is so true
True love that is
True everything and much more
Nothing but true happiness
Two is for true
I grab a rose that is number three
To show you that it is for me
What you did to me
To show me I can smile
To make my heart beat again
Three is for me
I grab a rose that is number four
To show you that it is for more
Everyday the feelings don’t stop
More good things come every time we see each other
Everyday I love you more and more
Four is for more
I grab a rose that is number five
To show you it is for alive
I feel alive again
I do not spend my days being down
I spend them thinking of you
Five is for alive
I grab a rose that is number six
To show you that it is for fix
No matter what happens
We can fix it because our love
Is stronger then anger
Six is for fix
I grab a rose that is number seven
To show you that it is for heaven
You are like an angel from heaven
You make my world feel like heaven
You mean everything to me
Seven is for heaven
I grab a rose that is number eight
To show you that it is for date
The day I first laid eyes on you
The date I will not forget
The day my face smiled
Eight is for date
I grab a rose that is number nine
To show you that it is for shine
You shine in everyway
When you smile my day is happy
When you hold me I am at ease
Nine is for shine
I grab a rose that is number ten
To show you that it is for when
Like I am happy WHEN I hold you
I am happy WHEN I miss you
When I miss you I can’t wait WHEN I see you next
Ten is for when
I grab a rose that is number eleven
To show you that it is for seven
Seven days a week
I will work for it till the future comes
When I can see you every one of these days
Eleven is for seven
I grab a rose that is number twelve
To show you that it is for…you know what?
poem by Paul Celano
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Greediness
A begging bowl is a filling bowl.
On its filling too, it tends to beg.
A grabbing grab is a possessing grab.
On its possessing too, it tends to grab.
Greediness is not the effect of the emptiness.
05.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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