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Tastes differ.

Dutch proverbs
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Giving Of The Time That You've Got

When you get to pick and eat it,
It tastes so good.
Even giving it a minute,
It tastes so good.
Licking lips and fingertips,
It tastes so good.
With a taste only you,
Believed it would.

When you get to pick and eat it,
It tastes so good.
Even giving it a minute,
It tastes so good.
Licking lips and fingertips,
It tastes so good.
With a taste only you,
Believed it would.

And...
Giving it the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
Giving it the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
You're giving it the time you've got.
Want AND needed...
You're giving it the time you've got.

When you get to pick and eat it,
It tastes so good.
Even giving it a minute,
It tastes so good.
Licking lips and fingertips,
It tastes so good.
With a taste only you,
Believed it would.

And-you-are...
Giving it the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
Giving it the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
Giving it the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
Giving it the time that you've got.

When you get to pick and eat it,
It tastes so good.
With a giving of the time that you've got.
Want and needed.
Giving of the time that you've got.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thanks for the Memories by Fall Out Boy

[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)

[Verse 1]
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
'Who does he think he is? '
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you, only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Verse 2]
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Interlude]
They say
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers

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poem by Shi Yelami
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E-bow The Letter

Look up, what do you see?
All of you and all of me
Fluorescent and starry
Some of them, they surprise
The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m.
This letter
Fields of poppies, little pearls
All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed
Each and every one a little scary
I said your name
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars
Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras
Dreaming of maria callas
Whoever she is
This fame thing, I dont get it
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves
I can take you far
This star thing, I dont get it
Ill take you over, there
Ill take you over, there
Aluminum, tastes like fear
Adrenaline, it pulls us near
Ill take you over
It tastes like fear, there
Ill take you over
Will you live to 83?
Will you ever welcome me?
Will you show me something that nobody else has seen?
Smoke it, drink
Here comes the flood
Anything to thin the blood
These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet
Phone, eat it, drink
Just another chink
Cuts and dents, they catch the light
Aluminum, the weakest link
I dont want to disappoint you
Im not here to anoint you
I would lick your feet
But is that sickest move?
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow
And whod have thought tomorrow could be so strange?
My loss, and here we go again
Ill take you over, there
Ill take you over, there
Aluminum, tastes like fear
Adrenaline, it pulls us near
Ill take you over
It tastes like fear, there

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song performed by REM
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Right to differ

Its basic concept abut not the idea new,
May differ in ideas but not to ask for renew,
Press for follow up but not for review,
No need to learn and appear for interview,

Idea inherent and need not teach,
No one should think and go for breach,
Confined to self and can within reach,
Well confined thought but not to preach,

Imposing a will may be termed as autocrat,
Cleverly used in same form by beurocrate,
May also be used with brutality on mob irate,
Condemnable but words may be less to narrate,

Yu may think otherwise and differ,
Solutions many and ideas many to offer,
May continue to rage when see the people suffer,
Perception come in fore to act as buffer,

Many may not reconcile and meekly submit,
May be many lapses and but not to permit,
Will be a crucial factor but not earnestly followed,
Given broad approval but strictly not allowed,

Individuals may differ bit has less weight age,
Opinion may air but find no prominence and footage,
When perception gain support and momentum,
Nothing can stop from moving the pendulum

Rome was not built in a day,
Many perished and were kept at bay,
Path was open but foundation stone was to lay,
Concentration of thoughts and more attention to pay,

When seen logic behind the trusted opinion?
Always takes form in formation of union,
Emerge strong voice from far end of oblivion,
There leaves no way to go back to the pavilion,

It is age old theory and shall remain so,
Will follow strong reaction and torture also,
Leaving half way may turn ship in turtle,
Vigorous follow up may earn the title,

Continue to differ is always healthy sign,
One may offer resistance but finally resign,
It may have definite start and concrete result,

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Soul feels

Its basic concept abut not the idea new,

May differ in ideas but not to ask for renew,

Press for follow up but not for review,

No need to learn and appear for interview,

Idea inherent and need not teach,

No one should think and go for breach,

Confined to self and can within reach,

Well confined thought but not to preach,

Imposing a will may be termed as autocrat,

Cleverly used in same form by beurocrate,

May also be used with brutality on mob irate,

Condemnable but words may be less to narrate,

Yu may think otherwise and differ,

Solutions many and ideas many to offer,

May continue to rage when see the people suffer,

Perception come in fore to act as buffer,

Many may not reconcile and meekly submit,

May be many lapses and but not to permit,

Will be a crucial factor but not earnestly followed,

Given broad approval but strictly not allowed,

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sugar

shout, shout aloud
i still can't get enough
lover, i got sugar on the brain
these sun sets so fine, drink the heavy wine
lover never did the sugar thing
so shout it out
tell me it now
i need to know you wanna do those things
hope you can stay on
hope you lead me on
hope we can produce that special thing
take me away from this place
take me up into the space
moonshine, sunshine
brother i got sugar on the brain
shout, shout aloud
i still can't get enough
i wonder what relieves me from this pain
shine, shine your love
i hope you lead me on
lover, we got sugar on the brain
the sun sets so fine,
if you drink your heavy wine
lover never did the sugar thing
take me away from this place
take me up into the space
sugar
it tastes like sugar
moonshine, sunshine
any place you want count me in
moonshine, anytime
lover i got you, come here
it tastes like sugar
it tastes like sugar
it tastes like sugar
it tastes like sugar
it tastes like sugar
anytime, anyplace

song performed by Simple Minds
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John Lee Supertaster

Flans: When I was 39 years old, I heard a story. I found out that there [are] people walking among us who have superpowers. These people are called Supertasters. To a Supertaster, bitter fruits taste far more bitter, and sweets far more sweet. Then, just a few months ago, I had the chance to meet a real, live Supertaster named John Lee.
And this is his true story:
Nothing tastes the same (nothing tastes the same)
To a Supertaster (Supertaster)
When he tastes a pear (tastes a pear)
It's like a hundred pears (it's like a million pears)
He's got superpowers (superpowers)
He is a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Every flavor explodes (explodes and explodes)
Explodes and explodes
John Lee Supertaster
Tastes more than we do
Everything has a flavor
Some flavors are too much
Can't shut his mouth (can't shut his mouth)
'Cause he's a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Though he looks like a man (talks like a man)
He is a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Can't drink coffee or beer (coffee or beer)
'Cause he's a Supertaster (Supertaster)
Loves ice cream and pie (ice cream and pie)
He is a Supertaster
John Lee Supertaster
Tastes more than we know
Everything has a flavor
Some flavors must go

song performed by They Might Be Giants
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It is remarkable that men, when they differ in what they think considerable, are apt to differ in almost everything else... Thus they differ in affection, as they differ in judgement, and the contention which began in pride, ends in anger.

quote by Cato the Elder
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Holiday

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an armagedon flame (hey)
The shame
The ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "faith and misery" (hey)
And bleed
The company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (hey)
To find the moneys on the other side
Can i get another amen? (amen)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (hey)
A gag
A plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
hey
The representative from California has the floor:
Zieg heil to the president gasman
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel Towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause
Just cause because we're outlaws YA!
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday

song performed by Green Day
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A belief not common

What is common in us? This question baffled me most
This had destabilizing effect and was proving fatal at tremendous cost
How was I going to settle it to lead simple and straight life?
It had sharp edge and was tearing me apart as if operated by knife

Why we had different pattern of life and almost lived poles apart
Why did we perform and prayed from different angle and still remained part?
The religion was different still prayed almighty with same zeal and looked apparent
It had same basis, spirit, contents and flow of thought with same current

Mind was occupied with single aim that is to say to attain the salvation
Nothing was different and it remained same for all to live with the situation
Everybody wanted to lead the peaceful life though the approach differed
Human race was to survive still as the inherent mechanism suffered

If God had wanted the same treatment for all, he could have given one color
Why all flowers were created different with almost fascinating fragrance and odor Customs too differ to please the God but aim one to seek blessings
it is still awesome to feel different and cause so much stressing

Race, color, skin may differ but there ma y remain pure soul
Food habits may differ but appetite may not smell foul
World may be divided into continents, regions but surface may remain same
We got to adjust to the scene and to live with the ideals and try to frame

Mother may not act different with her children
The love may flow unconditional and sudden
She may be rejoiced at children’s well being
They may one day attain high position or become kings

Land is same, atmosphere is same with day and night
Some one may interpret it wrong and someone may do it right
The atmosphere may vitiate only when they differ and start to fight
The dark clouds may descend with the disappearance of light

Still we have so many things in common
With little agony and pain, tears may roll on
The blood may come out when there is injury
The common color of blood may increase the fury

We have survived long battle and emerged as victorious
The past to be left behind by us may still be very glorious
We see the same, feel the same and breathe the same air
To fight for nothing is something called as unfair

Let us ignite the passion for humanity
Live and allow others to live with dignity
There is nothing different in the infinity
It is how you believe in fine quality

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Remember Story

'So who are you? '

'Your shadow.'

'Who's shadow? '

'Yours.'

'Who am I? '

'My shadow.'

Fists smashing glass into billions of bits of glittering dust,
wandering dust,
blowing lightly upon the breeze of my breath,
I inhale it in wonder and feel warmth.
My lungs shredded quietly and cleanly,
the warmth inside me spreads,
Slowly it is easier to realize that I am dying,
I am going home.

'Who am I now? '

'You are the same.'

'The same as what? '

'The same as me.'

'Who are you? '

'Will you be surprised? '

'Perhaps.'

'The same as you.'

'Surprise.'

Glimmering evanescent starscapes floating by me,
like dreams of a thousand lakes reflecting the sky,
I am floating away from the warmth,
The coal grows dim and then blackens
The fire douses itself in the wind.

'Is this what happened to me? '

'No.'

'Why do you show it to me? '

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poem by Poet Dragon
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The Beginning Of The End

Composed and lyrics by valo
Your world is coming to its end
But you dont have to be afraid - Im here for you
Save your happiness for tomorrow
And today well drown in your tears
A drop of your blood tastes like wine today
Come closer my dear
It is just the beginning of the end
Yes, Im here for you
Save your happiness for tomorrow
And today well drown in your tears
A drop of your blood tastes like wine today
And because I love you so
And Im here for you
Save your happiness for tomorrow
And today well drown in your tears
A drop of your blood tastes like wine today
Save your happiness for tomorrow
And today well drown in your tears
Your blood tastes like life today
Will you let it rain
Let it rain
So wont you let it rain
Oh, let it rain
Wont you let it rain

song performed by H.I.M.
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Im Free

Tommy:
Tommy:
Im free-Im free,
Im free-Im free,
And freedom tastes of reality,
And freedom tastes of reality,
Im free-Im free,
Im free-Im free,
An Im waiting for you to follow me.
An Im waiting for you to follow me.
If I told you what it takes
If I told you what it takes
To reach the highest high,
To reach the highest high,
Youd laugh and say nothings that simple
Youd laugh and say nothings that simple
But youve been told many times before
But youve been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!
Im free-Im free
Im free-Im free
And freedom tastes of reality
And freedom tastes of reality
Im free-Im free
Im free-Im free
And Im waiting for you to follow me.
And Im waiting for you to follow me.
Chorus:
Chorus:
How can we follow?
How can we follow?
How can we follow?
How can we follow?

song performed by Who
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Cyder: Book I

-- -- Honos erit huic quoq; Pomo? Virg.

What Soil the Apple loves, what Care is due
To Orchats, timeliest when to press the Fruits,
Thy Gift, Pomona, in Miltonian Verse
Adventrous I presume to sing; of Verse
Nor skill'd, nor studious: But my Native Soil
Invites me, and the Theme as yet unsung.

Ye Ariconian Knights, and fairest Dames,
To whom propitious Heav'n these Blessings grants,
Attend my Layes; nor hence disdain to learn,
How Nature's Gifts may be improv'd by Art.

And thou, O Mostyn, whose Benevolence,
And Candor, oft experienc'd, Me vouchsaf'd
To knit in Friendship, growing still with Years,
Accept this Pledge of Gratitude and Love.
May it a lasting Monument remain
Of dear Respect; that, when this Body frail
Is moulder'd into Dust, and I become
As I had never been, late Times may know
I once was blest in such a matchless Friend.

Who-e'er expects his lab'ring Trees shou'd bend
With Fruitage, and a kindly Harvest yield,
Be this his first Concern; to find a Tract
Impervious to the Winds, begirt with Hills,
That intercept the Hyperborean Blasts
Tempestuous, and cold Eurus nipping Force,
Noxious to feeble Buds: But to the West
Let him free Entrance grant, let Zephyrs bland
Administer their tepid genial Airs;
Naught fear he from the West, whose gentle Warmth
Discloses well the Earth's all-teeming Womb,
Invigorating tender Seeds; whose Breath
Nurtures the Orange, and the Citron Groves,
Hesperian Fruits, and wafts their Odours sweet
Wide thro' the Air, and distant Shores perfumes.
Nor only do the Hills exclude the Winds:
But, when the blackning Clouds in sprinkling Show'rs
Distill, from the high Summits down the Rain
Runs trickling; with the fertile Moisture chear'd,
The Orchats smile; joyous the Farmers see
Their thriving Plants, and bless the heav'nly Dew.

Next, let the Planter, with Discretion meet,
The Force and Genius of each Soil explore;
To what adapted, what it shuns averse:

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Science is nothing but trained and organized common sense, differing from the latter only as a veteran may differ from a raw recruit and its methods differ from those of common sense only as far as the guardsman's cut and thrust differ from the manner in which a savage wields his club.

quote by Thomas H. Huxley
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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto II

THE ARGUMENT

The Saints engage in fierce Contests
About their Carnal interests;
To share their sacrilegious Preys,
According to their Rates of Grace;
Their various Frenzies to reform,
When Cromwel left them in a Storm
Till, in th' Effigy of Rumps, the Rabble
Burns all their Grandees of the Cabal.

THE learned write, an insect breeze
Is but a mungrel prince of bees,
That falls before a storm on cows,
And stings the founders of his house;
From whose corrupted flesh that breed
Of vermin did at first proceed.
So e're the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant Capricious sects,
The maggots of corrupted texts,
That first run all religion down,
And after ev'ry swarm its own.
For as the Persian Magi once
Upon their mothers got their sons,
That were incapable t' enjoy
That empire any other way;
So PRESBYTER begot the other
Upon the good old Cause, his mother,
Then bore then like the Devil's dam,
Whose son and husband are the same.
And yet no nat'ral tie of blood
Nor int'rest for the common good
Cou'd, when their profits interfer'd,
Get quarter for each other's beard.
For when they thriv'd, they never fadg'd,
But only by the ears engag'd:
Like dogs that snarl about a bone,
And play together when they've none,
As by their truest characters,
Their constant actions, plainly appears.
Rebellion now began, for lack
Of zeal and plunders to grow slack;
The Cause and covenant to lessen,
And Providence to b' out of season:
For now there was no more to purchase
O' th' King's Revenue, and the Churches,
But all divided, shar'd, and gone,
That us'd to urge the Brethren on;
Which forc'd the stubborn'st for the Cause,

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poem by Samuel Butler
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Ballade Of His Books

Here stand my books, line upon line
They reach the roof, and row by row,
They speak of faded tastes of mine,
And things I did, but do not, know:
Old school books, useless long ago,
Old Logics, where the spirit, railed in,
Could scarcely answer 'yes' or 'no' -
The many things I've tried and failed in!

Here's Villon, in morocco fine,
(The Poet starved, in mud and snow,)
Glatigny does not crave to dine,
And Rene's tears forget to flow.
And here's a work by Mrs. Crowe,
With hosts of ghosts and bogies jailed in;
Ah, all my ghosts have gone below -
The many things I've tried and failed in!

He's touched, this mouldy Greek divine,
The Princess D'Este's hand of snow;
And here the arms of D'Hoym shine,
And there's a tear-bestained Rousseau:
Here's Carlyle shrieking 'woe on woe'
(The first edition, this, he wailed in);
I once believed in him--but oh,
The many things I've tried and failed in!

ENVOY.

Prince, tastes may differ; mine and thine
Quite other balances are scaled in;
May you succeed, though I repine -
'The many things I've tried and failed in!'

poem by Andrew Lang
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Woman is like a mango

A girl is a mango infantile,
That tastes in pickles.
A lass is about ripe mango,
That tastes in curries.
A woman is a ripe mango,
That tastes with its flesh.
At forties as juice and at fifties
As jelly, she lingers to my taste.
Even in sixties, she is like mango-essence.
In seventies, as endosperm of its nut
She still taste though differently.
Woman to men is evergreen.
29.05.2001, Berhampur

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty Tastes…

Beauty tastes
like the ambience of clean air;
inexpressible, intangible and pure,
yet enthralling and sweet
like joyful tears of western waterfalls.

Beauty tastes
like cool water on a sunny day;
calming, hopeful and soothing
like my mother’s assuring tips,
Yet consuming and ravishing
Like Delilah’s oily lips.

Beauty tastes,
like trimmed lawns and greenhorns;
Fecund, fruity and fresh-
The orchard’s very best
springs out from beauty’s own nest.

poem by Ayokunle Omoyeni
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Candy Everybody Wants

If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
Hey, hey, give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well, hey, give 'em what they want.
If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well... who do you wanna blame?
Hey, hey, give 'em what they want.
If lust and hate is the candy,
If blood and love tastes so sweet,
Then we give 'em what they want.
So their eyes are growing hazy cos they wanna turn it on,
So their minds are soft and lazy.
Well... who do you wanna blame?

song performed by 10000 Maniacs
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