Tourism
Decisive tourist
Chancellor Adolph Hitler
Visits Paris
The final tourist
President George Bush
Visits Baghdad
poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
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The worst thing about being a tourist is having other tourists recognize you as a tourist.
quote by Russell Baker
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God bless him who pays visits -- short visits.
Mubarak Pyramid Must Slave Rise Up To Heaven
Behold I Mubarak
eat my lion share
live bask
in Egyptian tourist resort
repression, poverty,
unemployment,
corruption, pay
tribute slave Egypt
I president son god
pharaoh will make
nation labour
build my pyramid.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I'm not comparing Bush to Adolf Hitler - because George Bush, for one thing, is not as smart as Adolf Hitler.
quote by David Clennon
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Earle Birney
No agèd tourist you
Explorer guide and ever young
Who in a magic land
Where trembling minds step warily
Can see horizons out of sight
Of ordinary men
But are you not like us
Do we not follow where you lead
And are we really strangers in this realm
That seems so surely ours
You take our souls
And show them glimpses of themselves
Yet as a tourist guide
You hardly fill the role
You seek no token of our thanks
But what a gratitude there is
And envy too
For one whose youth cannot grow old
For one whose spirit never dies
poem by Roger Clark
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David, the marble sculpture....
the human
male sculpture of David
stands tall
naked to the tourist
amazed
to the greatness of
the marble
body
was it the story of this
man whose stone did not
miss Goliath?
was it the genius of his
creator who mastered
the curves and
balance via
the marble and the
chisel?
or is it this unending feeling
of the tourist
still unsatisfied about what
is lustful and
beautiful?
if you have seen and touched
it by now you must
have understood
what it is to be naked
admired
and then abandoned
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Sensitive Visits Quick
If you've got to know,
I will admit it...
Those sensitive visits,
That come to sit...
Gets me weary,
And into fits.
I will admit it...
Those sensitive visits,
That come to sit...
Gets me weary,
And into fits.
If you've got to know,
I'll take this minute.
To find why I'm in it?
And what is that price...
I'll have to pay,
One day.
I'll take this minute.
To find why I'm in it?
And what is that price...
I'll have to pay,
One day.
If you've got to know,
I will admit it...
Those sensitive visits,
That come to sit...
Gets me weary,
And into fits.
Those sensitive visits,
That come to sit...
Gets me weary,
And into fits.
Only people I know...
I think in sensitive visits quick!
Only people I know...
I think in sensitive visits quick!
Only people I know,
That come to sit...
Can get me weary,
And into fits.
Only people I know,
Can get me in sensitive visits quick!
Only people I know,
Can get me in sensitive visits quick!
Only people I know,
Can get me in sensitive visits quick!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Strict It Gets
To challenge oneself,
Isn't fun that's done.
Because,
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
To challenge oneself,
Isn't fun that's done.
Because,
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
Stalking as a menace,
Looking for perfection in it.
And...
The critic vists.
And strict it gets.
Stalking as a menace,
Looking for perfection in it.
And...
The critic vists.
And strict it gets.
Picking seeking detail...
To prevail,
And...
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
Detailed...
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
Stalking as a menace,
Looking for perfection in it.
And...
The critic vists.
And strict it gets.
To challenge oneself,
Isn't fun that's done.
Because,
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
Detailed!
The critic visits,
And strict it gets.
Detailed!
The critic visits,
And strict it gets.
Stalking as a menace,
Looking for perfection in it.
And...
The critic vists.
And strict it gets.
Detailed!
The critic visits,
And strict it gets.
Picking seeking detail...
To prevail,
And...
The critic visits.
And strict it gets.
Detailed,
The critic visits.
And strict it gets...
Detailed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pity Makes Those Visits
Everyday you have to pray,
If you want a life to be lived right.
Everyday.
And everyday you have to do it in a way,
To make those loose ends tight.
Without a struggle or fight.
You want a life that's easy pleasing.
Without discipline or meaning.
Without work or sweat involved.
With your troubles quickly solved.
You wish your dreams to come alive.
While you sit and analyze...
Why others seem to have such luck!
And all you have is whining time.
With pity making visits in your mind.
That's all you want,
There to fine.
Everyday you have to pray,
If you want a life to be lived right.
Everyday.
And everyday you have to do it in a way,
To make those loose ends tight.
Without a struggle or fight.
But pity makes those visits in your mind.
All the time.
And all you wish to do is sit...
And analyze.
Why you ain't gotta dime.
And pity makes those visits in your mind.
All the time.
And all you wish to do is sit...
And analyze.
With thin dimes on your mind!
As pity makes those visits in your mind.
Without a thin dime to find!
As pity makes those visits...
You don't want to quit,
In your mind.
Without a thin dime to find!
Pity makes those visits you don't want to quit,
Sitting in your mind!
All the time!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Neptune
Nobody seems to dream of visits on Neptune.
With a giving of its wonder and suspense.
There is nobody that seems to speak with curiosity,
Of how life lived on Neptune would be.
What is it about it that escapes wishes to adventure it?
Does it not appear to be intimate?
What is it about it.
Is it too far out there for imaginary visits?
What is it about it.
Is it too much like Uranus?
And Saturn and Jupiter have captured its magic.
What is it about it.
Although depicted by the Romans as god of the seas...
Neptune is rarely mentioned or romanticized,
As a place to be!
What is it about it that escapes our fantasies.
Eight from the Sun to see in orbit.
But no one mentions Neptune for that odyssey.
What is it about it.
So vast it is...
Sixty Earths could sit within its grasp.
But no one wishes a visit with it.
Nobody seems to dream of visits on Neptune.
With a giving of its wonder and suspense.
There is nobody that seems to speak with curiosity,
Of how life lived on Neptune would be.
What is it about it that escapes wishes to adventure it?
Does it not appear to be intimate?
What is it about it.
Is it too far out there for imaginary visits?
What is it about it.
Is it too much like Uranus?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poet’s is art
An architect visits the Taj Mahal
A historian visits the Taj Mahal.
So do a poet and a farmer.
Their perceptions differ;
Their abstractions differ.
The poet’s is unique in that
He concretizes selectively
And make the abstraction an art.
02.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I wanted all my visits to be official. When I sent the pass back with a note, I had no idea it would antagonize the president. I found out years later that it did.
quote by Louis Freeh
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I actually turned down an opportunity for a private interview with Adolph Hitler.
quote by Dorothy Kilgallen
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Anytime the president visits Nebraska its good for Nebraska.
quote by Ben Nelson
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Baghdad
In your plane in the blue sky
You roam around
Worlds that echo in your mind
Make your heart beat faster
'This is no Vietnam
We will win in Iraq'
The president said, 'Let it ride'
Islam be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad
Warrior, the time bomb's about to go
What will you feel
Will you even wonder
If the man that's in your sights
Ever kissed his girlfriend good-bye
The Captain said, 'Kill or die'
Islam be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad
Great satan, our flags are burning
Now America has found its young men
In the sand
Where their casualty
Is just another number
In Iraq
The president said, 'Let it ride'
You will be damned
Make your last stand
In Baghdad
song performed by by Offspring
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My affiliation with England is borne out by the fact that I do come back for periodic visits.
quote by George Shearing
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Grammar School Days
Once I saw a black and white photo
taken by a Japanese tourist -
English schoolboys sauntering
down a street in London
on their way to grammar school.
The sky clear of bombers
overhead that September morning-
I thought of Polish schoolboys
as they ran pellmell through rubble
seeking shelter from the German
blitzkreig that same day in September.
Grainy newsprint photos of the dead
and dying in Warsaw ghetto streets
appeared soon enough and replaced
the image of English schoolboys
taken by the tourist on holiday.
A holocaust on the horizon
and we slept on in peaceful dream.
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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Long Black Veil
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed beneath the townhall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
The judge said son, what is your aliby?
If you were somewhere else, then you wont have to die.
I said not a word, though it meant my life,
For Id been in the arms of my best friends wife.
Oh, she walks these hills in a long black veil.
She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Oh, now the scaffold is high, eternity is near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
And sometimes at night when the cold winds blow
In a long black veil she cries over my bones.
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Oh, she walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Nobody knows. nobody knows, but me.
Nobody knows but me.
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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I think it is important for Europe to understand that even though I am president and George Bush is not president, Al Qaeda is still a threat.
quote by Barack Obama
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The Obama administration has now taken exactly the same position as the Bush administration. I don't see how you can keep people from knowing who visits the White House and adhere to a policy of openness and transparency.
quote by Anne Weismann
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