Gandhi Ii
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Announcer: gandhi ii<![CDATA[<br><u>Announcer</u>: no <u>more</u> mister passive resistance<br><u>Announcer</u>: hes out to kick some butt<br><u>Announcer</u>: this is one bad mother you </palintext><i>dont</i><plaintext> wanna mess with</p><p class=ps>Gandhi : dont move, slimeball<br><u>Announcer</u>: hes a one man recking crew<br><u>Announcer</u>: but <u>he</u> also knows how to party<br>Gandhi : gimme a steak, medium rare<br>Gangster : hey, baldy!<br><u>Announcer</u>: there is only one law<br><u>Announcer</u>: his law<br><u>Announcer</u>: gandhi ii</p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Weird+Al+Yankovic">Weird Al Yankovic</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=109608" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=109608" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=109608">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=109608" target="f4" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f4')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=109608&b=dashed" target="f4" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f4')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f4" ID="f4" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=time">quotes about time</a></b>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=men">quotes about men</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack The Idiot Dunce</h3><p class=pv>Whos <u>the</u> fool with <u>the</u> cross-eyed stare,<br><u>The</u> turned up nose and moronic glare? <br>Whos <u>that</u> simpleton standing over there? <br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>Whos <u>that</u> dumb-looking freckle-faced runt? <br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br><u>He</u> walks like his feet are on back to front,<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>When <u>he</u> waddles down <u>the</u> street <u>he</u> looks kind <u>of</u> queer,<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce,<br>Because hes got two left feet and taxi-door ears,<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>And when <u>we</u> laugh at <u>the</u> clothes <u>he</u> wears,<br><u>Jack just</u> smiles cos <u>he</u> dont care.<br>Whos <u>that</u> fool? whos <u>that</u> ninny? <br>Whos <u>that</u> twit? whos <u>that</u> chump? <br><u>The</u> idiot dunce, <u>the</u> idiot dunce.<br>Who is always <u>the</u> bottom <u>of the</u> class? <br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>Whos a fool? whos a boob? <br>Whos a kook and <u>an</u> ass? <br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>When <u>we</u> take examinations <u>he never</u> gets a pass,<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>And <u>we</u> all put him down cos <u>he</u> cant think fast,<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br><u>We</u> ridicule him and punch him around,<br>But <u>jack just</u> laughs and stands his ground,<br><u>The</u> idiot dunce, <u>the</u> idiot dunce.<br>Yeah, hes so unco-ordinated.<br>Yeah, and so disorientated,<br>And when <u>we</u> have a high school hop<br>You ought to see <u>that</u> idiot bop<br>And his arms and his legs<br>Seem to have minds <u>of</u> their own,<br>And you dont need brains<br>To have educated muscles and bones.<br>Yeah, you ought to see him dance<br><u>He</u> moves like hes <u>in</u> a trance,<br>And when <u>we</u> have a high school hop<br>You ought to see <u>that</u> idiot rock,<br>And hes finally proved<br><u>That</u> you dont need a high i.q.<br>To make your body move.<br>Now hes created a dance <u>that</u> everybodys trying to do.<br><u>Jack</u>, <u>jack the</u> idiot dunce.<br>Do <u>the</u> idiot dunce.<br>All right put your finger on your nose,<br>Now cross those eyes.<br>Put your hands on your hips,</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=82516">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Kinks">Kinks</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=82516" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=82516" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=82516">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=82516" target="f5" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f5')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=82516&b=dashed" target="f5" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f5')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f5" ID="f5" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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Whos that simpleton standing over there?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Whos that dumb-looking freckle-faced runt?
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</div><p class=link>Also see the following:</p><ul style="padding:0 0 40px 20px"><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=examinations">quotes about examinations</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=taxi">quotes about taxi</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=nose">quotes about nose</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=dance">quotes about dance</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=school">quotes about school</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=beauty">quotes about beauty</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=walking">quotes about walking</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=beginning">quotes about beginning</a></li></ul><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack Honest, or the Widow and Her Son</h3><p class=ps><u>Jack</u> Honest <u>was</u> only eight years <u>of</u> age when his father died,<br>And by <u>the</u> death <u>of</u> his father, Mrs Honest <u>was</u> sorely tried;<br>And <u>Jack was</u> his father's only joy and pride,<br>And for honesty <u>Jack</u> couldn't be equalled <u>in the</u> country-side. </p><p class=ps>So a short time before <u>Jack</u>'s father died,<br>'Twas loud and bitterly for <u>Jack he</u> cried,<br>And bade him sit down by his bedside,<br>And then told him to be honest whatever did betide. </p><p class=ps>John, <u>he</u> said, looking him earnestly <u>in the</u> face,<br><u>Never</u> let your actions your name disgrace,<br>Remember, my dear boy, and do what's right,<br>And God <u>will</u> bless you by day and night. </p><p class=ps>Then Mr Honest bade his son farewell, and breathed his last,<br>While <u>the</u> hot tears from <u>Jack</u>'s eyes fell thick and fast;<br>And <u>the</u> poor child did loudly sob and moan,<br>When <u>he</u> knew his father had left him and his mother alone. </p><p class=ps>So, as time wore on, <u>Jack</u> grew to be a fine boy,<br>And <u>was</u> to his mother a help and joy;<br>And, one evening, she said, <u>Jack</u>, you are my only prop,<br>I must tell you, dear, I'm thinking about opening a shop. </p><p class=ps>Oh! <u>that</u>'s a capital thought, mother, cried <u>Jack</u>,<br>And to take care <u>of the</u> shop I won't be slack;<br>Then his mother said, Jackey, <u>we will</u> try this plan,<br>And look to God for his blessing, and do all <u>we</u> can. </p><p class=ps>So <u>the</u> widow opened <u>the</u> shop and succeeded <u>very</u> well,<br>But <u>in</u> a few months fresh troubles her befell--<br>Alas! poor Mrs Honest <u>was of</u> fever taken ill,<br>But <u>Jack</u> attended his mother with a kindly <u>will</u>. </p><p class=ps>But, for fear <u>of</u> catching <u>the</u> fever, her customers kept away,<br>And once <u>more</u> there wasn't enough money <u>the</u> rent to pay;<br>And <u>in</u> her difficulties Mrs Honest could form no plan to get out,<br>But God <u>would</u> help her, she had no doubt. </p><p class=ps>So, one afternoon, Mrs Honest sent <u>Jack</u> away<br>To a person <u>that</u> owed her some money, and told him not to stay,<br>But when <u>he</u> got there <u>the</u> person had fled,<br>And to return home without <u>the</u> money <u>he was in</u> dread. </p><p class=ps>So <u>he saw</u> a gentleman <u>in</u> a carriage driving along at a rapid rate,<br>And <u>Jack</u> ran forward to his mansion and opened <u>the</u> lodge-gate,<br>Then <u>the</u> gentleman opened his purse and gave him, as <u>he</u> thought, a shilling<br>For opening <u>the</u> lodge-gate so cleverly and so willing. <br></p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539605">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=539605" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=539605" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539605">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=539605" target="f6" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f6')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=539605&b=dashed" target="f6" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f6')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f6" ID="f6" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539605" data-title="Jack Honest, or the Widow and Her Son de William Topaz McGonagall" data-description="Jack Honest was only eight years of age when his father died,
And by the death of his father, Mrs Honest was sorely tried;
And Jack was his father's only joy and pride,
And for honesty Jack couldn't be equalled in the country-side.
So a short ti..."></div>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=shopping">quotes about shopping</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=money">quotes about money</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=boys">quotes about boys</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=poverty">quotes about poverty</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=death">quotes about death</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=illness">quotes about illness</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack o' the Cudgel</h3><p class=ps>Part I</p><p class=ps>'Twas <u>in the</u> famous town <u>of</u> Windsor, on a fine summer morn,<br>Where <u>the</u> sign <u>of</u> Windsor Castle did a tavern adorn;<br>And there sat several soldiers drinking together,<br>Resolved to make merry <u>in</u> spite <u>of</u> wind or weather. </p><p class=ps>And old Simon <u>the</u> landlord <u>was</u> at <u>the</u> head <u>of the</u> table,<br>Cutting slices <u>of</u> beef as quick as <u>he was</u> able;<br>And one <u>of the</u> soldiers <u>was of</u> rather superior rank,<br>And on his dress trinkets <u>of</u> gold and silver together did clank. </p><p class=ps><u>He was</u> a free companion, but surly and hard,<br>And a soldier <u>of</u> fortune, and <u>was</u> named Croquard;<br>And <u>he</u> had all <u>the</u> appearance <u>of</u> his martial calling,<br>But on this particular morning <u>he was</u> rudely bawling. </p><p class=ps>So <u>the</u> other soldiers laughed, for their spirits felt gay,<br>And they applauded his jokes, and let him have his own way,<br>Because <u>he</u> could command as desperate a gang <u>of</u> men as any <u>in the</u> world,<br>So many a joke and slur at <u>the</u> soldiers <u>he</u> hurled. </p><p class=ps>And <u>the</u> mirth increased as <u>the</u> day wore on,<br>And Croquard didn't seem <u>the</u> least woe-begone;<br>But, as <u>he was</u> trolling out a <u>very</u> merry song,<br>A wandering minstrel sat down beside him, and thought it no wrong. </p><p class=ps>By my troth, shouted Croquard, Come here, minstrel,<br>And give us a stave <u>of</u> love or war, which is my <u>will</u>:<br>But <u>the</u> minstrel didn'-t appear to comply with this request,<br>And <u>he</u> tried to withdraw, as <u>he</u> thought it <u>was</u> best. </p><p class=ps>Ho ! didst thou hear me, varlet? then Croquard did cry:<br>Oh! gentle sir, replied <u>the</u> minstrel, I cannot with your wish comply;<br>Believe me, I sing best to <u>the</u> ladies at <u>the</u> court,<br>And, <u>in</u> doing so, find it <u>more</u> profitable sport. </p><p class=ps>What, varlet! cried Croquard, Dost thou refuse me?<br>By heaven, proud cur, you shall see<br>And feel <u>the</u> weight <u>of</u> my hand before you are <u>much</u> older:<br>Then <u>he</u> instantly sprang up, and seized <u>the</u> minstrel by <u>the</u> shoulder. </p><p class=ps>Then <u>the</u> youth began to tremble, and seemed terrified to death,<br>And appeared ready to faint for <u>the</u> want <u>of</u> breath;<br>While Croquard shook him roughly, <u>just</u> like <u>an</u> ugly whelp,<br>And <u>he</u> looked from one to another, imploring help </p><p class=ps>At this moment a youth observed what <u>was</u> going on,<br>And <u>he</u> cried out to Croquard, Inhuman monster, begone!<br>Leave <u>the</u> minstrel, thou pig-headed giant, or I'll make you repent,</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539606">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=539606" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=539606" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=539606">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=539606" target="f7" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f7')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=539606&b=dashed" target="f7" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f7')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f7" ID="f7" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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'Twas in the famous town of Windsor, on a fine summer morn,
Where the sign of Windsor Castle did a tavern adorn;
And there sat several soldiers drinking together,
Resolved to make merry in spite of wind or weather.
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=women">quotes about women</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=war">quotes about war</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=honor">quotes about honor</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=donations">quotes about donations</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=pearls">quotes about pearls</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=humor">quotes about humor</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=France">quotes about France</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>To Jack</h3><p class=ps>SO, I’ve battled it through on my own, <u>Jack</u>,<br>I have done with all dreaming and doubt.<br>Though “stoney” to-night and alone, <u>Jack</u>,<br>I am watching <u>the</u> Old Year out.<br>I have finished with brooding and fears,<br><u>Jack</u>, And <u>the</u> spirit is rising <u>in</u> me,<br>For <u>the</u> sake <u>of the</u> old New Years, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And <u>the</u> bright New Years to be.</p><p class=ps>I have fallen <u>in</u> worldly disgrace, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And I <u>know very</u> well <u>that</u> you heard;<br>They have blackened my name <u>in</u> this place, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And I answered them <u>never</u> a word.<br>But why should I bluster or grieve,<br><u>Jack</u>? So narrow and paltry they be—<br>I knew you <u>would never</u> believe, <u>Jack</u>,<br><u>The</u> lies <u>that</u> were said against me.</p><p class=ps><u>That</u> is done which shall <u>never</u> be undone,<br>And I blame not, I blame not my land,<br>But I’m hearing <u>the</u> Calling <u>of</u> London,<br>And I long for <u>the</u> roar <u>of the</u> Strand.<br>It <u>was</u> always <u>the</u> same with our race,<br><u>Jack</u>; You <u>know</u> how a vagabond feels—<br><u>We</u> can fight a straight man face to face, <u>Jack</u>.<br>But <u>we</u> can’t keep <u>the</u> curs from our heels.</p><p class=ps>You <u>know</u> I loved women and drink, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And <u>that</u>’s how <u>the</u> trouble began;<br>But you <u>know that</u> I <u>never would</u> shrink,<br><u>Jack</u>, From a deed <u>that was</u> worthy a man!<br>I <u>never was</u> paltry or mean, <u>Jack</u>.<br>And cruel I <u>never</u> could be,<br>I <u>will</u> give you a hand which is clean,<br><u>Jack</u>, When <u>we</u> meet again over <u>the</u> sea.</p><p class=ps>I <u>will</u> bring a few wrinkles <u>of</u> care,<br><u>Jack</u>; I have altered a lot, I am told;<br><u>The</u> steel-filings show <u>in</u> my hair, <u>Jack</u>;<br>But my heart is as young as <u>of</u> old.<br>I have faith still <u>in</u> women, and men, <u>Jack</u>,<br>Though selfish and blind they may be.<br>I still have my soul and my pen, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And my country seems dearer to me.</p><p class=ps>I <u>will</u> sail when your summer sets <u>in</u>, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And good-bye to my own native land;<br>Oh, I long for a glimpse <u>of</u> your grin, <u>Jack</u>,<br>And I long for <u>the</u> grip <u>of</u> your hand.<br><u>We</u> both suffered sorrow and pain, <u>Jack</u>,</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408979">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=408979" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=408979" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408979">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=408979" target="f8" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f8')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=408979&b=dashed" target="f8" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f8')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f8" ID="f8" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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I have done with all dreaming and doubt.
Though “stoney” to-night and alone, Jack,
I am watching the Old Year out.
I have finished with brooding and fears,
Jack, And the spirit is rising in me,
Fo..."></div>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=elders">quotes about elders</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=dreaming">quotes about dreaming</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=cleaning">quotes about cleaning</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=sadness">quotes about sadness</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=countries">quotes about countries</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack and Kath (long poem)</h3><p class=ps><u>Jack</u> Benbow and his younger sister Kath <br>went for a walk along a winding path. <br>This led them through some <u>very</u> high trees <br>past some bluebells and buzzing bee’s. </p><p class=ps><u>The</u> birds sang their songs on this sunny day <br>as <u>the</u> children happily went their way. <br>Along <u>the</u> path they skipped and walked, <br>singing and playing as they talked. </p><p class=ps>They came across a clearing <u>in the</u> wood <br>where a sign pointed to Notsogood. <br>“What a funny name for a place, ” said Kath.” <br>“Yes, ” said <u>Jack</u>, “but it’s time to head back. </p><p class=ps><u>We</u>’ll go back <u>the</u> same way as <u>we</u> came <br>and follow <u>the</u> path back home again.” <br>But <u>the</u> path led them deeper into <u>the</u> wood <br>and up to another sign to Notsogood. </p><p class=ps>“Kath, didn’t <u>we</u> pass <u>that</u> sign earlier today, <br>surely <u>we</u> must head back <u>the</u> other way? ” <br>So they turned around and began to walk back. <br>“Look, ” said Kath, “there’s another sign <u>Jack</u>. </p><p class=ps>And <u>that</u>’s also pointing to Notsogood, <br>how do <u>we</u> get out <u>of</u> this silly wood? ” <br>“Let’s <u>just</u> follow <u>the</u> sign and see where it goes <br>it’s better <u>than</u> following <u>the</u> end <u>of</u> your nose.” </p><p class=ps><u>The</u> winding path went from wide to narrow <br>as <u>the</u> dark clouds made it harder to follow. <br>Over a stream and home cooking filled <u>the</u> air, <br>it led to a shack, with a cat sleeping on a chair. </p><p class=ps><u>The</u> rickety fence led them down <u>the</u> overgrown path, <br>“Let’s knock on <u>the</u> door for directions, ” said Kath. <br><u>The</u> door slowly opened with a long drawn out creak, <br><u>an</u> old woman <u>in</u> black appeared who began to speak. </p><p class=ps>“Hello happy children what a nice pleasant surprise, ” <br>as she looked at them closely with her piercing eyes. <br>“I <u>was just</u> about to make a lovely pot <u>of</u> herbal <u>of</u> tea, <br><u>would</u> you like to join Malapropis and me? ” </p><p class=ps>“Malapropis, is <u>that</u> really <u>the</u> name <u>of</u> your cat? ” <br>“Yes it is, and all she ever does is get incredibly fat.” <br>This old woman’s nails were dirty, long and pointed, <br>and her nose and chin <u>was</u> bent and disjointed. <br></p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472948">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=472948" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=472948" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=472948">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=472948" target="f9" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f9')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=472948&b=dashed" target="f9" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f9')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f9" ID="f9" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=wedding">quotes about wedding</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=childhood">quotes about childhood</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=home">quotes about home</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack U Off</h3><p class=pv>If ure looking for somewhere to go<br>Thought Id take u to a movie show<br>Sittin <u>in the</u> back and Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>I cant give u everything u want<br>But I can take u to a restaurant<br>If ure not hungry<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>If your man aint no good<br>Come on over to my neighborhood<br><u>We</u> can jump <u>in the</u> sack and Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>If ure tired <u>of the</u> masturbater<br><u>Little</u> girl, <u>we</u> can go on a date<br>And if u like, Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>I only do it for a worthy cause<br>Viriginity or menopause<br>Ull have <u>an</u> instant heart attack if I <u>jack</u> u off<br>If u really really want to be a star<br><u>We</u> gotta do it <u>in</u> your mommas car<br>Naked <u>in</u> a cadillac, Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>If <u>we</u> cant find no place to go<br>Girl, Ill take u to a movie show, <u>we</u> can sit <u>in the</u> back<br>And Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, <u>jack</u> u off<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, yeah<br>Yeah, yeah, Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>Alright say, well put some funk on here<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off<br>If u aint chicken baby, come here<br>If ure good Ill even let u steer<br>As a matter <u>of</u> fact, u can <u>jack</u> me off<br>Yeah, thats right<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off, yeah<br>Ill <u>jack</u> u off</p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Prince">Prince</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=95313" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=95313" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=95313">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=95313" target="f10" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f10')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=95313&b=dashed" target="f10" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f10')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f10" ID="f10" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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Thought Id take u to a movie show
Sittin in the back and Ill jack u off
I cant give u everything u want
But I can take u to a restaurant
If ure not hungry
Ill jack u off
If your man aint no good
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<p class=link>See more <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=science-fiction">quotes about science-fiction</a></b>, <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=film">quotes about film</a></b>, <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=cinema">quotes about cinema</a></b>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=girls">quotes about girls</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=seasons">quotes about seasons</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack Dunn of Nevertire</h3><p class=pv>It chanced upon <u>the very</u> day <u>we</u>'d got <u>the</u> shearing done, <br>A buggy brought a stranger to <u>the</u> West-o'-Sunday Run; <br><u>He</u> had a round and jolly face, and <u>he was</u> sleek and stout, <br><u>He</u> drove right up between <u>the</u> huts and called <u>the</u> super out. <br><u>We</u> chaps were smoking after tea, and heard <u>the</u> swell enquire <br>For one as travelled by <u>the</u> name <u>of</u> `Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire'. <br> <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire, <br> Poor Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire; <br>There wasn't one <u>of</u> us but knew <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire. <br> <br>`<u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire,' <u>he</u> said; `I <u>was</u> a mate <u>of</u> his; <br>And now it's twenty years since I set eyes upon his phiz. <br>There is no whiter man <u>than Jack</u> -- no straighter south <u>the</u> line, <br>There is no hand <u>in</u> all <u>the</u> land I'd sooner grip <u>in</u> mine; <br>To help a mate <u>in</u> trouble <u>Jack would</u> go through flood and fire. <br>Great Scott! and don't you <u>know the</u> name <u>of</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire? <br> Big Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire, <br> Long <u>Jack</u> from Nevertire; <br><u>He</u> stuck to me through thick and thin, <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire. <br> <br>`I did a wild and foolish thing while <u>Jack</u> and I were mates, <br>And I disgraced my guv'nor's name, <u>an</u>' wished to try <u>the</u> States. <br>My lamps were turned to Yankee Land, for I'd some <u>people</u> there, <br>And I <u>was</u> right when someone sent <u>the</u> money for my fare; <br>I thought 'twas Dad until I took <u>the</u> trouble to enquire, <br>And found <u>that he</u> who sent <u>the</u> stuff <u>was</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire, <br> <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire, <br> Soft Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire; <br><u>He</u>'d won some money on a race -- <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire. <br> <br>`Now I've returned, by Liverpool, a swell <u>of</u> Yankee brand, <br>To reckon, guess, and kalkilate, 'n' wake my native land; <br>There is no better land, I swear, <u>in</u> all <u>the</u> wide world round -- <br>I smelt <u>the</u> bush a month before <u>we</u> touched King George's Sound! <br>And now I've come to settle down, <u>the</u> top <u>of</u> my desire <br>Is <u>just</u> to meet a mate o' mine called `Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire'. <br> <u>Was</u> raised at Nevertire -- <br> <u>The</u> town <u>of</u> Nevertire; <br><u>He</u> humped his bluey by <u>the</u> name <u>of</u> `Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire'. <br> <br>`I've heard <u>he</u>'s poor, and if <u>he</u> is, a proud old fool is <u>he</u>; <br>But, spite <u>of that</u>, I'll find a way to fix <u>the</u> old gum-tree. <br>I've bought a station <u>in the</u> North -- <u>the</u> best <u>that</u> could be had; <br>I want a man to pick <u>the</u> stock -- I want a super bad; <br>I want no bully-brute to boss -- no crawling, sneaking liar -- <br>My station super's name shall be `<u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire'! <br> Straight Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire, <br> Old Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire; <br>I guess <u>he</u>'s known up Queensland way -- <u>Jack</u> Dunn <u>of</u> Nevertire.' <br> </p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408658">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=408658" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=408658" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408658">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=408658" target="f11" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f11')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=408658&b=dashed" target="f11" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f11')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f11" ID="f11" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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</div><p class=link>Also see the following:</p><ul style="padding:0 0 40px 20px"><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=blue">quotes about blue</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=white">quotes about white</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=grey">quotes about grey</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=travel">quotes about travel</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=tourism">quotes about tourism</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=lies">quotes about lies</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=tobacco">quotes about tobacco</a></li><li><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=saint">quotes about saint</a></li></ul><div class="q"><h3 class=h>How Im Comin</h3><p class=pv>Boom bash, wake up, I set it off right<br>Look around and turn your wet dream to fright night<br>You can call me r&b homeys, which stands for rough brother<br>Word to my grandmother<br>I <u>buck</u> you <u>in the</u> head <u>just</u> to let ya <u>know</u><br>Stick you for ya dough, spit on <u>the</u> flo<br>Drag it out <u>of</u> ya, bring it on<br>I smack him back down, yo dope word is bond<br>I <u>know</u> you want a piece <u>of the</u> champ<br>But you roll too weak, you couldnt make it <u>in</u> my camp<br>You thought I went for <u>the</u> flip<br>But Im bustin off hip-hop clip after clip<br>I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear<br>Jump inside your video, bust you with a chair<br>Smack slap smack slap smack slap smack<br><u>Just</u> to make it worse and hurt your pride Ill run it back<br>Smack slap smack slap smack slap smack<br>Click click boom, stop dead <u>in</u> your tracks<br>Stick <u>the</u> steel <u>in</u> your mouth<br><u>Buck buck buck buck buck</u>, lights out<br>[chorus]<br>(Im comin)<br>How ya comin baby? <br>(Im comin)<br>This is how Im comin<br><u>The</u> album <u>that</u> Im comin with is rough, <u>the</u> flavors mean<br>(ooooh) kickin you for <u>real in the</u> guillatine<br>Fourteen shots to your dome kid<br>Im doin time <u>in the</u> game like a bid<br>Movin rhymes like a package<br>So stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged<br>Shootin, lickin, bustin, sprayin, all <u>of that</u><br>And then some, dead dead dead, one by one<br><u>Never</u> step to a <u>real</u> man<br>cause your rhymes only work on a playground program<br>They impress your <u>little</u> friends, bring you a <u>little</u> ends<br>But you still you gotta ride <u>in</u> your mans benz<br>Word to hip-hop, Im a blast ya<br>Gotta set you on fire cause I gassed ya<br>Boom, blow, batman, bang, pow<br>Unh (what) unh (what), thats <u>the</u> way its goin down<br>My new album aint no joke<br>You wanna take me out, how many bunch ya smoke? <br>Ill <u>never</u> slack again, Im off <u>the</u> job like <u>the</u> mob<br>Hey, no prob, many solved, on <u>the</u> knob, make em soft drob<br>What you gotta deal with is <u>real</u>, made <u>of</u> steel<br>You can feel it comin, burnin, buildin, flowin like <u>an</u> eel<br>Movin, killin, breakin, servin you <u>just</u> like a meal<br>Take off your clothes and taste <u>the</u> steel<br>[chorus]</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=85281">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=LL+Cool+J">LL Cool J</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=85281" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=85281" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=85281">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=85281" target="f12" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f12')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=85281&b=dashed" target="f12" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f12')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f12" ID="f12" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=rap">quotes about rap</a></b>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=music">quotes about music</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=birds">quotes about birds</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=Batman">quotes about Batman</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=monkeys">quotes about monkeys</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Seasonable Retour-Knell</h3><p class=ps>SEASONABLE RETOUR KNELL<br>Variations on a theme... <br>SEASONABLE ROUND ROBIN ROLE REVERSALS</p><p class=ps>Author notes</p><p class=ps>A mirrored Retourne may not only be read either from first line to last or from last to first as seen <u>in the</u> mirrors, but also by inverting <u>the</u> first and second phrase <u>of</u> each line, either rhyming AAAA or ABAB for each verse. thus <u>the</u> number <u>of</u> variations could be multiplied several times.- two variations on <u>the</u> theme have been included here but could have been extended as <u>in</u> SEASONABLE ROUND ROBIN ROLE REVERSALS robi03_0069_robi03_0000</p><p class=ps><u>In</u> respect <u>of</u> SEASONABLE ROUND ROBIN ROLE REVERSALS<br>This composition has sought to explore linguistic potential. Notes and <u>the</u> initial version are placed before rather <u>than</u> after <u>the</u> poem. <br>Six variations on a theme have been selected out <u>of</u> a significant number <u>of</u> mathematical possibilities using <u>THE</u> SAME TEXT and a reverse mirror for each version. Mirrors repeat <u>the</u> seasons with <u>the</u> lines <u>in</u> reverse order. </p><p class=ps>For <u>the</u> second roll <u>the</u> first four syllables <u>of</u> each line are reversed, and sense is retained both <u>in the</u> normal order <u>of</u> seasons and <u>the</u> reversed order as well... <u>The</u> 3rd and 4th variations offer ABAB rhyme schemes retaining <u>the</u> original text. <u>The</u> 5th and 6th variations modify <u>the</u> text into rhyming couplets. </p><p class=ps>Given <u>the</u> linguistical structure <u>of</u> this symphonic composition <u>the</u> score could be read <u>in</u> inversing each and every line and each and every hemistitch. There are minor punctuation differences between versions.</p><p class=ps>One could probably attain sonnet status for each <u>of the</u> four seasons and through partioning <u>in</u> 3 groups <u>of</u> 4 syllables extend <u>the</u> possibilites ad vitam.</p><p class=ps>Seasonable Round Robin Roll Reversals<br>robi03_0069_robi03_0000 QXX_DNZ<br>Seasonable Retour-Knell<br>robi03_0070_robi03_0069 QXX_NXX<br>26 March 1975 rewritten 20070123<br>lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllll<br>For previous version see below<br>_______________________________________<br>SPRING SUMMER</p><p class=ps><br>Life is at ease Young lovers long<br>Land under plough; To hold their dear; <br>Whispering trees, Dewdrops among, <br>Answering cow. Bold, <u>know</u> no fear.</p><p class=ps>Blossom, <u>the</u> bees, Life full <u>of</u> song, <br>Burgeoning bough; Cloudless and clear; <br>Soft-scented breeze, Days fair and long, <br>Spring warms life now. Summer sends cheer.</p><p class=ps><br>AUTUMN WINTER</p><p class=ps> <br>Each leaf decays, Harvested sheaves<br>Each life must bow; And honeyed hives; <br>Our salad days Trees stripped <u>of</u> leaves, <br>Are ending now. <u>Jack</u> Frost has knives.</p><p class=ps>Fruit heavy lays Time, Prince <u>of</u> thieves, <br>Bending <u>the</u> bough, - Onward <u>he</u> drives, </p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=425926">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=425926" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=425926" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=425926">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=425926" target="f13" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f13')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=425926&b=dashed" target="f13" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f13')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f13" ID="f13" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=harvest">quotes about harvest</a></b>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=plow">quotes about plow</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=receiving">quotes about receiving</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=frost">quotes about frost</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=autumn">quotes about autumn</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=life">quotes about life</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=winter">quotes about winter</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=drawing">quotes about drawing</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Where It's At</h3><p class=ps>There's a destination a <u>little</u> up <u>the</u> road<br>From <u>the</u> habitations and <u>the</u> towns <u>we know</u><br>A place <u>we saw the</u> lights turn low<br>With <u>the</u> jig-<u>saw</u> jazz and <u>the</u> get-fresh flow<br>Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts<br>Two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Bottles and cans <u>just</u> clap your hands <u>just</u> clap your hands</p><p class=ps>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Take me home <u>in</u> my elevator bones</p><p class=ps>Pick yourself up off <u>the</u> side <u>of the</u> road<br>With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones<br>Members only<br>Hypnotizers move through <u>the</u> womb like ambulance drivers<br>Shining shoes with your <u>microphone</u> blues<br>Here-suits with your parachute fruits<br>Passing <u>the</u> dutchie from coast to coast<br>Let <u>the</u> man get loose while I rock <u>the</u> most</p><p class=ps>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u><br>Where it's at<br>I got two turntables and a <u>microphone</u></p><p class=ps>What about those who swing both <u>ways</u></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Beck">Beck</a> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=&d=Odelay">Odelay</a></em><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=49910" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=49910" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=49910">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=49910" target="f14" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f14')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=49910&b=dashed" target="f14" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f14')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f14" ID="f14" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=elevators">quotes about elevators</a></b>, or <b><a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=parachuting">quotes about parachuting</a></b></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Thurso’s Landing</h3><p class=ps>I<br><u>The</u> coast-road <u>was</u> being straightened and repaired again,<br>A group <u>of</u> men labored at <u>the</u> steep curve<br>Where it falls from <u>the</u> north to Mill Creek. They scattered and hid<br><u>Behind</u> cut banks, except one blond young man<br>Who stooped over <u>the</u> rock and strolled away smiling<br>As if <u>he</u> shared a secret joke with <u>the</u> dynamite;<br>It waited until <u>he</u> had passed back <u>of</u> a boulder,<br>Then split its rock cage; a yellowish torrent<br><u>Of</u> fragments rose up <u>the</u> air and <u>the</u> echoes bumped<br>From mountain to mountain. <u>The</u> men returned slowly<br>And took up their dropped tools, while a banner <u>of</u> dust<br>Waved over <u>the</u> gorge on <u>the</u> northwest wind, <u>very</u> high<br>Above <u>the</u> heads <u>of the</u> forest.<br>Some distance west <u>of the</u> road,<br>On <u>the</u> promontory above <u>the</u> triangle<br><u>Of</u> glittering ocean <u>that</u> fills <u>the</u> gorge-mouth,<br>A woman and a lame man from <u>the</u> farm below<br>Had been watching, and turned to go down <u>the</u> hill. <u>The</u> young<br>woman looked back,<br>Widening her violet eyes under <u>the</u> shade <u>of</u> her hand. 'I think<br>they'll blast again <u>in</u> a minute.'<br>And <u>the</u> man: 'I wish they'd let <u>the</u> poor old road be. I don't<br>like improvements.' 'Why not?' 'They bring <u>in the</u> world;<br><u>We</u>'re well without it.' His lameness gave him some look <u>of</u> age<br>but <u>he was</u> young too; tall and thin-faced,<br>With a high wavering nose. 'Isn't <u>he</u> amusing,' she said, '<u>that</u><br>boy Rick Armstrong, <u>the</u> dynamite man,<br>How slowly <u>he</u> walks away after <u>he</u> lights <u>the</u> fuse. <u>He</u> loves to<br>show off. Reave likes him, too,'<br>She added; and they clambered down <u>the</u> path <u>in the</u> rock-face,<br><u>little</u> dark specks<br>Between <u>the</u> great headland rock and <u>the</u> bright blue sea.</p><p class=ps>II<br><u>The</u> road-workers had made their camp<br>North <u>of</u> this headland, where <u>the</u> sea-cliff <u>was</u> broken down and<br>sloped to a cove. <u>The</u> violet-eyed woman's husband,<br>Reave Thurso, rode down <u>the</u> slope to <u>the</u> camp <u>in the</u> gorgeous<br>autumn sundown, his hired man Johnny Luna<br>Riding <u>behind</u> him. <u>The</u> road-men had <u>just</u> quit work and four<br>or five were bathing <u>in the</u> purple surf-edge,<br><u>The</u> others talked by <u>the</u> tents; blue smoke fragrant with food<br>and oak-wood drifted from <u>the</u> cabin stove-pipe<br>And slowly went fainting up <u>the</u> vast hill.<br>Thurso drew rein by<br>a group <u>of</u> men at a tent door<br>And frowned at them without speaking, square-shouldered and<br>heavy-jawed, too heavy with strength for so young a man,<br><u>He</u> chose one <u>of the</u> men with his eyes. 'You're Danny Woodruff,</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509108">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robinson+Jeffers">Robinson Jeffers</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=509108" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=509108" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509108">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=509108" target="f15" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f15')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=509108&b=dashed" target="f15" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f15')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f15" ID="f15" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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A group of men labored at the steep curve
Where it falls from the north to Mill Creek. They scattered and hid
Behind cut banks, except one blond young man
Who stooped over the rock and st..."></div>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=youth">quotes about youth</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=yellow">quotes about yellow</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=mountains">quotes about mountains</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=desert">quotes about desert</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=violet">quotes about violet</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=stuttering">quotes about stuttering</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=red">quotes about red</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts</h3><p class=pv>by Bob Dylan<br><u>The</u> festival <u>was</u> over, <u>the</u> boys were all plannin' for a fall,<br><u>The</u> cabaret <u>was</u> quiet except for <u>the</u> drillin' <u>in the</u> wall.<br><u>The</u> curfew had been lifted and <u>the</u> gamblin' wheel shut down,<br>Anyone with any sense had already left town.<br><u>He was</u> standin' <u>in the</u> doorway lookin' like <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br><u>He</u> moved across <u>the</u> mirrored room, "Set it up for everyone," <u>he</u> said,<br>Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before <u>he</u> turned their <br>heads. Then <u>he</u> walked up to a stranger and <u>he</u> asked him with a grin,<br>"Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time <u>the</u> show begins?"<br>Then <u>he</u> moved into <u>the</u> corner, face down like <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Backstage <u>the</u> girls were playin' five-card stud by <u>the</u> stairs,<br>Lily had two queens, she <u>was</u> hopin' for a third to match her pair.<br>Outside <u>the</u> streets were fillin' up, <u>the</u> window <u>was</u> open wide,<br>A gentle breeze <u>was</u> blowin', you could feel it from inside.<br>Lily called another bet and drew up <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Big Jim <u>was</u> no one's fool, <u>he</u> owned <u>the</u> town's only diamond mine,<br><u>He</u> made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine.<br>With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair <u>in</u> place,<br><u>He</u> took whatever <u>he</u> wanted to and <u>he</u> laid it all to waste.<br>But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town,<br>She slipped <u>in</u> through <u>the</u> side door lookin' like a queen without a crown.<br>She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered <u>in</u> his ear,<br>"Sorry, darlin', <u>that</u> I'm late," but <u>he</u> didn't seem to hear.<br><u>He was</u> starin' into space over at <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>"I <u>know</u> I've seen <u>that</u> face before," Big Jim <u>was</u> thinkin' to himself,<br>"Maybe down <u>in</u> Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf."<br>But then <u>the</u> crowd began to stamp their feet and <u>the</u> house lights did dim<br>And <u>in the</u> darkness <u>of the</u> room there <u>was</u> only Jim and him,<br>Starin' at <u>the</u> butterfly who <u>just</u> drew <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Lily <u>was</u> a princess, she <u>was</u> fair-skinned and precious as a child,<br>She did whatever she had to do, she had <u>that</u> certain flash every time she smiled. <br>She'd come away from a broken home, had lots <u>of</u> strange affairs<br>With men <u>in</u> every walk <u>of</u> life which took her everywhere.<br>But she'd <u>never</u> met anyone quite like <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br><u>The</u> hangin' judge came <u>in</u> unnoticed and <u>was</u> being wined and dined,<br><u>The</u> drillin' <u>in the</u> wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind.<br>It <u>was</u> known all around <u>that</u> Lily had Jim's ring<br>And nothing <u>would</u> ever come between Lily and <u>the</u> king.<br>No, nothin' ever <u>would</u> except maybe <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection <u>in the</u> knife,<br>She <u>was</u> tired <u>of the</u> attention, tired <u>of</u> playin' <u>the</u> role <u>of</u> Big Jim's wife.<br>She had done a lot <u>of</u> bad things, even once tried suicide,<br><u>Was</u> lookin' to do <u>just</u> one good deed before she died.<br>She <u>was</u> gazin' to <u>the</u> future, riding on <u>the Jack of</u> Hearts.<br>Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away.<br>"Has your luck run out?" she laughed at him, "Well, I guess you must<br>have known it <u>would</u> someday.<br>Be careful not to <u>touch the</u> wall, there's a brand-new coat <u>of</u> paint,</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=57112">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bob+Dylan">Bob Dylan</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=57112" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=57112" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=57112">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=57112" target="f16" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f16')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=57112&b=dashed" target="f16" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f16')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f16" ID="f16" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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The festival was over, the boys were all plannin' for a fall,
The cabaret was quiet except for the drillin' in the wall.
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=heart">quotes about heart</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=wine">quotes about wine</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=walls">quotes about walls</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=luck">quotes about luck</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=actors">quotes about actors</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=Mexico">quotes about Mexico</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Lily, Rosemary & The Jack Of Hearts</h3><p class=pv><u>The</u> festival <u>was</u> over, <u>the</u> boys were all plannin for a fall,<br><u>The</u> cabaret <u>was</u> quiet except for <u>the</u> drillin <u>in the</u> wall.<br><u>The</u> curfew had been lifted and <u>the</u> gamblin wheel shut down,<br>Anyone with any sense had already left town.<br><u>He was</u> standin <u>in the</u> doorway lookin like <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br><u>He</u> moved across <u>the</u> mirrored room, set it up for everyone, <u>he</u> said,<br>Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin before <u>he</u> turned their<br>Heads. then <u>he</u> walked up to a stranger and <u>he</u> asked him with a grin,<br>Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time <u>the</u> show begins? <br>Then <u>he</u> moved into <u>the</u> corner, face down like <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Backstage <u>the</u> girls were playin five-card stud by <u>the</u> stairs,<br>Lily had two queens, she <u>was</u> hopin for a third to match her pair.<br>Outside <u>the</u> streets were fillin up, <u>the</u> window <u>was</u> open wide,<br>A gentle breeze <u>was</u> blowin, you could feel it from inside.<br>Lily called another bet and drew up <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Big jim <u>was</u> no ones fool, <u>he</u> owned <u>the</u> towns only diamond mine,<br><u>He</u> made his usual entrance lookin so dandy and so fine.<br>With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair <u>in</u> place,<br><u>He</u> took whatever <u>he</u> wanted to and <u>he</u> laid it all to waste.<br>But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town,<br>She slipped <u>in</u> through <u>the</u> side door lookin like a queen without a crown.<br>She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered <u>in</u> his ear,<br>Sorry, darlin, <u>that</u> Im late, but <u>he</u> didnt seem to hear.<br><u>He was</u> starin into space over at <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>I <u>know</u> Ive seen <u>that</u> face before, big jim <u>was</u> thinkin to himself,<br>Maybe down <u>in</u> mexico or a picture up on somebodys shelf.<br>But then <u>the</u> crowd began to stamp their feet and <u>the</u> house lights did dim<br>And <u>in the</u> darkness <u>of the</u> room there <u>was</u> only jim and him,<br>Starin at <u>the</u> butterfly who <u>just</u> drew <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Lily <u>was</u> a princess, she <u>was</u> fair-skinned and precious as a child,<br>She did whatever she had to do, she had <u>that</u> certain flash every time she smiled.<br>Shed come away from a broken home, had lots <u>of</u> strange affairs<br>With men <u>in</u> every walk <u>of</u> life which took her everywhere.<br>But shed <u>never</u> met anyone quite like <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br><u>The</u> hangin judge came <u>in</u> unnoticed and <u>was</u> being wined and dined,<br><u>The</u> drillin <u>in the</u> wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind.<br>It <u>was</u> known all around <u>that</u> lily had jims ring<br>And nothing <u>would</u> ever come between lily and <u>the</u> king.<br>No, nothin ever <u>would</u> except maybe <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Rosemary started drinkin hard and seein her reflection <u>in the</u> knife,<br>She <u>was</u> tired <u>of the</u> attention, tired <u>of</u> playin <u>the</u> role <u>of</u> big jims wife.<br>She had done a lot <u>of</u> bad things, even once tried suicide,<br><u>Was</u> lookin to do <u>just</u> one good deed before she died.<br>She <u>was</u> gazin to <u>the</u> future, riding on <u>the jack of</u> hearts.<br>Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away.<br>Has your luck run out? she laughed at him, well, I guess you must<br>Have known it <u>would</u> someday.<br>Be careful not to <u>touch the</u> wall, theres a brand-new coat <u>of</u> paint,<br>Im glad to see youre still alive, youre lookin like a saint.</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=57113">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Bob+Dylan">Bob Dylan</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=57113" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=57113" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=57113">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=57113" target="f17" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f17')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=57113&b=dashed" target="f17" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f17')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f17" ID="f17" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack Corrigan</h3><p class=ps>"It's my shout this time, boys, so come along and <br> breast <u>the</u> bar,<br>And kindly mention what you're going to take;<br>I don't feel extra thirsty, so I'll sample <u>that</u> <br>“three-star”-<br>Now, lad! come, look alive, for goodness sake."<br>So spake <u>he</u>, as <u>he</u> raised <u>the</u> brimming glass towards<br> <u>the</u> light;<br>So spake “Long <u>Jack</u>,” <u>the</u> boldest mountaineer<br>Who ever down from Nungar raced a “brumby” mob<br> <u>in</u> flight,<br>Or laid a stockwhip on a stubborn steer.<br>From Jindabyne to Providence along <u>the</u> Eucumbene<br><u>The</u> kindest-hearted fellow to be found;<br>And when <u>he</u> crossed <u>the</u> saddle not a horse <u>was</u> ever<br> seen<br><u>That</u> could make <u>Jack</u> quit his hold to seek <u>the</u> <br> ground.<br><u>The</u> women smiled with pleasure, <u>the</u> children laughed<br> aloud,<br><u>The very</u> dogs came barking at his feet,<br>While outside <u>the</u> “Squatter's Arms” <u>the</u> men came<br> forward <u>in</u> a crowd<br>To welcome <u>Jack</u> when <u>he</u> rode up <u>the</u> street.</p><p class=ps></p><p class=ps>But though <u>the</u> boldest horseman who by midnight<br> or by day<br>E'er held a mob <u>of</u> cattle on a camp,<br>There were squatters on Monaro, who had yet been<br> known to say<br><u>That Jack was an</u> unmitigated scamp.<br>And true it is <u>Jack</u> Corrigan possessed a serious fault<br>Which caused his gentle, blue-eyed wife <u>much</u> grief,<br>And many were <u>the</u> bitter tears she mingled with <u>the</u> <br> salt<br>With which she cured their neighbours' tend'rest beef.<br>And often <u>would</u> she tearful take her smiling spouse<br> to task,<br>Who'd answer, as her pretty face <u>he</u> kissed,<br><u>That</u> a beast lost all identity when pickled <u>in the</u> <br> cask,<br>And a bullock <u>more</u> or less <u>would</u> ne'er be missed.</p><p class=ps></p><p class=ps>But now as <u>Jack</u> stood all prepared to toss his <br> nobbler down,<br>A softly-murmured whisper met his ear -</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350486">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Barcroft+Henry+Thomas+Boake">Barcroft Henry Thomas Boake</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=350486" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=350486" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=350486">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=350486" target="f18" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f18')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=350486&b=dashed" target="f18" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f18')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f18" ID="f18" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=speed">quotes about speed</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=dogs">quotes about dogs</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=animals">quotes about animals</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=swimming">quotes about swimming</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Jack The Ripper</h3><p class=pv>[this track only on <u>the</u> cassette version]<br>Milky, and I'm back<br>My ace <u>in the</u> hole <u>was</u> this brand new track<br>I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up<br>Listen to <u>the</u> funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up<br>I did it, but <u>the</u> devil didn't make me<br>I did it for <u>the</u> suckers who tried to shake and bake me<br>Proving a point <u>that</u> I'm a serious joint<br>You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint<br>Your head with oil--lots <u>of</u> oil<br>Make it run like water, watch it boil<br>Cause I made 'em play it, made 'em say it<br>made 'em okay it, made 'em obey it---HUH<br>Prince <u>of the</u> growl is on <u>the</u> prowl<br>How You Like Me Now punk? You living foul<br>Here's what my game is, kill is what my aim is<br>A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name is--<br>[Chorus:]<br><u>Jack the</u> Ripper<br><u>Jack-Jack-Jack the</u> Ripper<br><u>Jack-Jack</u>, <u>Jack-Jack</u>, <u>Jack-Jack</u>, <u>Jack the</u> Ripper<br>King Hercules!<br>Back for <u>the</u> payback, I must say <u>that</u><br>I heard your new jam, I don't play <u>that</u><br>It ain't loud enough punk, it ain't hitting<br>This year you tried, next year you're quitting<br>Last year you thought I <u>was</u> dying out<br>But again, and again, and again without a doubt<br>It's <u>the</u> gangster boogie, <u>the</u> earthquake sound<br>Pump it up and play it so they hear it all around<br>I do it up rough, tough, I don't bluff<br>and this is <u>an</u> example <u>of</u> funky stuff<br>When you wanna make hits, you make 'em like this<br>They ain't like this they don't hit, they miss<br>It's a strong record, a record for <u>the</u> strong<br>For those who appreciate <u>real</u> rap songs<br>Listen how I won't allow myself to go off track<br>Stay back, I got <u>the</u> power, I'm--<br>[Chorus]<br><u>Jack the</u> Ripper, a man, not a myth<br>a-k-a James Todd Smith<br>Hard like penitentiary steel<br>Breaking necks while I flex my sex appeal<br>Homegirls <u>in the</u> house, c'mon<br>Homegirls <u>in the</u> house, give it up<br>You gotta want to get hotter<br>Moving and grooving, and always improving a lot'a<br><u>People</u> don't <u>know</u> how nice I am<br><u>He was</u> sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man<br>Like ham <u>in</u> a pan, wrap him up <u>in</u> Saran</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=85316">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=LL+Cool+J">LL Cool J</a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=85316" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=85316" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Lucian Velea</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=85316">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=85316" target="f19" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f19')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=85316&b=dashed" target="f19" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f19')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f19" ID="f19" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=cooking">quotes about cooking</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=earthquakes">quotes about earthquakes</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=myth">quotes about myth</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=strength">quotes about strength</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>VII. Pompilia</h3><p class=ps>I am <u>just</u> seventeen years and five months old,<br>And, if I lived one day <u>more</u>, three full weeks;<br>'T is writ so <u>in the</u> church's register,<br>Lorenzo <u>in</u> Lucina, all my names<br>At length, so many names for one poor child,<br>—Francesca Camilla Vittoria Angela<br>Pompilia Comparini,—laughable!<br>Also 't is writ <u>that</u> I <u>was</u> married there<br>Four years ago: and they <u>will</u> add, I hope,<br>When they insert my death, a word or two,—<br>Omitting all about <u>the</u> mode <u>of</u> death,—<br>This, <u>in</u> its place, this which one cares to <u>know</u>,<br><u>That</u> I had been a mother <u>of</u> a son<br>Exactly two weeks. It <u>will</u> be through grace<br>O' <u>the</u> Curate, not through any claim I have;<br>Because <u>the</u> boy <u>was</u> born at, so baptized<br>Close to, <u>the</u> Villa, <u>in the</u> proper church:<br>A pretty church, I say no word against,<br>Yet stranger-like,—while this Lorenzo seems<br>My own particular place, I always say.<br>I used to wonder, when I stood scarce high<br>As <u>the</u> bed here, what <u>the</u> marble lion meant,<br>With half his body rushing from <u>the</u> wall,<br>Eating <u>the</u> figure <u>of</u> a prostrate man—<br>(To <u>the</u> right, it is, <u>of</u> entry by <u>the</u> door)<br><u>An</u> ominous sign to one baptized like me,<br>Married, and to be buried there, I hope.<br>And they should add, to have my life complete,<br><u>He</u> is a boy and Gaetan by name—<br>Gaetano, for a reason,—if <u>the</u> friar<br>Don Celestine <u>will</u> ask this grace for me<br><u>Of</u> Curate Ottoboni: <u>he</u> it <u>was</u><br>Baptized me: <u>he</u> remembers my whole life<br>As I do his grey hair.</p><p class=ps>All these few things<br>I <u>know</u> are true,—<u>will</u> you remember them?<br>Because time flies. <u>The</u> surgeon cared for me,<br>To count my wounds,—twenty-two dagger-wounds,<br>Five deadly, but I do not suffer <u>much</u>—<br>Or too <u>much</u> pain,—and am to die to-night.</p><p class=ps>Oh how good God is <u>that</u> my babe <u>was</u> born,<br>—Better <u>than</u> born, baptized and hid away<br>Before this happened, safe from being hurt!<br><u>That</u> had been sin God could not well forgive:<br><u>He was</u> too young to smile and save himself.<br>When they took two days after <u>he was</u> born,<br>My babe away from me to be baptized<br>And hidden awhile, for fear his foe should find,—</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116361">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Browning">Robert Browning</a></strong> from <em><a href="http://sources.citatepedia.com/from.php?a=Robert+Browning&d=The+Ring+and+the+Book">The Ring and the Book</a></em><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=116361" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=116361" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Veronica Serbanoiu</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=116361">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=116361" target="f20" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f20')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=116361&b=dashed" target="f20" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f20')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f20" ID="f20" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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<p class=link>See more <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=Rome">quotes about Rome</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=birth">quotes about birth</a>, <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=friendship">quotes about friendship</a>, or <a href="http://topics.citatepedia.com/about.php?s=language">quotes about language</a></p><div class="q"><h3 class=h>Virginia's Story</h3><p class=ps>Elizabeth Gates-Wooten is my Grand mom.</p><p class=ps>She <u>was</u> born <u>in</u> Canada with her father and brothers. <br>They owned a Barber Shoppe. <br>I don't remember exactly where <u>in</u> Canada.<br>I believe it <u>was</u> right over <u>the</u> border like Windsor or Toronto.<br>I <u>never</u> knew exactly where it <u>was</u>.</p><p class=ps>When she <u>was</u> old enough she got married.</p><p class=ps>First, she married a man by <u>the</u> name <u>of</u> Frank Gates.<br><u>He was</u> from Madagascar.<br><u>He</u> fathered my mom and her brother and sister.<br><u>The</u> boy's name <u>was</u> Frank Gates, Jr. <br>Two girls name were Anna and Agnes. </p><p class=ps>Agnes <u>was</u> my mother.</p><p class=ps>Frank Gates went crazy after <u>the</u> war<br><u>He</u> drank a lot and died<br>Then grandma Elizabeth married a man by <u>the</u> name <u>of</u> Mr. Wooten.<br><u>He</u> had a German name, but I don't think <u>he was</u> German.<br>She took his last name after they got married.</p><p class=ps>Then they moved to West Virginia <u>in the</u> United States.</p><p class=ps>Their son, Frank Gates Jr. Became a delegate <u>in the</u> democratic party.<br><u>He</u> use to get into a lot <u>of</u> trouble because <u>he</u> liked to fight.<br><u>He was</u> a delegate from <u>the</u> 1940's to 1970's.<br><u>He</u> died <u>of</u> gout <u>in the</u> 1970's.</p><p class=ps>Anna <u>was</u> a maid and cook.</p><p class=ps>She baked cakes and stuff for <u>people</u> as a side line.<br>She had a hump on her back (scoliosis) .<br>She had to walk with a cane.<br>She could cook good though.<br>She did this kind <u>of</u> work all <u>of</u> her life, <u>just</u> like her mom, Elizabeth</p><p class=ps>They were both good cooks</p><p class=ps>They had a lot <u>of</u> money because they had these skills<br>Especially when <u>people</u> had parties.<br>Because they <u>would</u> make all <u>of</u> this food and then they <u>would</u> have left-overs.<br><u>We</u> got to eat a lot <u>of</u> stuff <u>we</u> normally wouldn't get because <u>of that</u>.<br>When they cooked, they didn't use no measuring stuff, they <u>would just</u> use there hand.</p><p class=ps>My moms name <u>was</u> Agnes Barrie Gates. </p><p class=ps>She married James Wright and moved to Cleveland.</p><p><i>[...] <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=523951">Read more</a></i></p><p class=pa><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Talile+Ali">Talile Ali</a></strong><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/problem.php?id=523951" title="Report problem"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/batent.gif" rel="nofollow" alt="Report problem" border=0 align=left></a><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/index.php?id=523951" title="Related quotes"><img src="http://www.citatepedia.ro/bcaut.gif" alt="Related quotes" border=0 align=left></a><br /><font color=#BBBBBB>Added by Poetry Lover</font><br /><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=523951">Comment!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/vot.php?id=523951" target="f21" rel="nofollow" onclick="v('f21')">Vote!</a> | <a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/clip.php?id=523951&b=dashed" target="f21" rel="nofollow" onclick="w('f21')">Copy!</a><br /><IFRAME NAME="f21" ID="f21" SRC="" WIDTH="100%" HEIGHT="0" MARGINWIDTH="0" MARGINHEIGHT="0" FRAMEBORDER="0" SCROLLING="no"></IFRAME></p></div><div class=q>
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