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The more ambivalent you are and the more uncertain you are, then you can get something that you cannot anticipate.

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An Alliterative Amorous Answer

Alliterative Love Letter

Adored and angelic Amelia. Accept an ardent and artless amourist’s affections, alleviate an anguished admirer’s alarms, and answer an amorous applicant’s avowed ardour. Ah, Amelia! all appears an awful aspect! Ambition, avarice and arrogance, alas are attractive allurements, and abase an ardent attachement. Appease an aching and affectionate adorer’s alarms, and anon acknowledge affianced Albert’s alliance as agreeable and acceptable.

Anxiously awaiting an affectionate and affirmative answer, accept an ardent admirer’s aching adieu. Always angelic and admirable Amelia’s admiring and affectionate amourist, Albert
Wit and Wisdom 1826

An Alliterative Answer

Artless Amelia Acme’s answer adamantly admonishing artful Albert Acne’s announced amorous ambitions, and assertive advances, actively advocates appropriate alternatives. Also, attesting abhorrent Albert’s attempted abduction, Amelia asks an adequate aureate award. Advance “ amical ” arrangements are altogether abjured.

Adieu Albert!

Abused Amelia, an adorable angel, aghast and askance, acknowledges agile apostate Albert’s apparently avuncular, albeit astonishingly audacious application, and, as alleged affiancement alliances and anticipations are absent, appends an acceptable, accurate answer.

Aggressively accosted, Amelia acts advisedly, asking an acceptably authentic apology affirming all Albert’s avowed affiancement allegations as archetypal authoritarian autocratic attempts at annulling Amelia’s autonomy. Also, Albert’s absolutely alarmingly acquisitive ambitions afford anguish, anxiety, and, afterall, acute anger. All are anathema, as Albert, an adder, assumed angelic approbation after an abject attempt at abrogating and appropriating all Amelia’s assets.

Agamous Albert’s age, adiposity, and abnormally abrasive accents also argued against amorous agglutination. Agamy appeared advisable as Amelia always aspired at attaining an absolute amour, assiduously avoiding ambiguity. Ardent admiration activated Albert’s appetite as Amelia’s allure and accomplishments attracted all-round applause.

Amelia and Albert are at an apogee. Alliance anticipations are antilogical as Amelia’s aplomb and articulateness, and Albert ’s anthropomorphic antics are as antipodes apart as Aphrodite and an anthropoid ape. Acataleptic Albert, Amelia’s antithesis, acting almost as an aggressive animal, abused Amelia’s adolescent acquaintance, Anabelle, an alluring afro actress, - actually auditionning as an aria alto, - adventuring affront abruptly abbreviated.

Albert’s apologists are accomplices aiding and abetting an attack (after anticipating advantages agreed aforehand) .... At Ashcloth Abbey altar agnostic Albert asked Assyriac Abyssinian Archdeacon Ahasuerus and Arabian acolyte Abdul abn Abdulaziz abn Abdullah Abu an aboveboard absolution although Abbott Abraham Allsaints’ anterior abjuration altered all accomodating actions.

Apprehending arrogant acquiline Albert’s arbitrary approach, Amelia appositely acted appropriately, adjusting apparel. Applause and approbation are apropos.

Albert abusively alledges aristocratic alabaster Amelia’s assent - an assumption as absurd as an ass astride an advocate assiduously assembling an ascorbic acid apparatus!

Abstemious Amelia’s abilities attract acclaim - above all admirable administrative aptitudes, artistic aims, analytical assurance, amiability and amenability. Altruistic Amelia amalgamating agreeableness and authority, always assists aliens.

Alcoholic Albert’s abominations abound, as aforementioned as all adults agree, admonishing an aggressive ambiance........Albert apes affability!

Abusive adulation appalls, accelerates aversion and attracts adverse acknowledgements alienating affirmative adhesions. Allegorical accolades, artificially addressed, accumulate absurdities. although amiable acolytes are acceptable additions. Argot argues against acceptance as avid adventurers assume affected accents -, acquiring added artificial accomplishments.

Addressing amoral Albert, and apprehending amorphous arrangements, Amelia advises acrimonious Albert’s accepting any alternative Abigail, Alice and Anabella, as affianced amourette. Auburns are also admired as are armed assegaie’d ashanti, andalousian, algonquin, anabaptist and amerindian amours:

Abigail, Ada, Adrienne, Adriana, Adelaide, Agatha, Aglaë, Alice, Aliette, await Albert,
Aline, Alison, Amy Amanda, Amandine Andrea, Angela, Angelica, Ann, anticipate Albert
Anna, Annabelle, Anne, Annette, Angelina, Annick, Annie, Andrée, Anthea, alleviate Albert
April, Ariane, Ariane, Arlette, Armande, Armelle, Ashley, Astarte, Ava, appreciate Albert
.....And Albert annoys Amelia! - aggravating!

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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You know, people talk about this being an uncertain time. You know, all time is uncertain. I mean, it was uncertain back in - in 2007, we just didn't know it was uncertain. It was - uncertain on September 10th, 2001. It was uncertain on October 18th, 1987, you just didn't know it.

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Life Is Uncertain- And Because Of This

LIFE IS UNCERTAIN

Life is uncertain-
And because of this we live in anxiety and fear-

The strong shape the future as best they can
But even they cannot overcome all Time and Circumstance-

Life is uncertain-

Writing a poem is not knowing where it will end
Or the way a line should be stressed
Or whether it’s writer is right to write this now.

Life is uncertain
In the smallest and in the greatest things-

Our life our death-
What will be with our loved ones-

If some of us pray to God so strongly
It is also because we need help with that uncertainty –

Lonely as we are
Afraid as we are
Uncertain as we are-

We pray to God
To help us make our way wisely
In this uncertain world.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Pharsalia - Book V: The Oracle. The Mutiny. The Storm

Thus had the smiles of Fortune and her frowns
Brought either chief to Macedonian shores
Still equal to his foe. From cooler skies
Sank Atlas' daughters down, and Haemus' slopes
Were white with winter, and the day drew nigh
Devoted to the god who leads the months,
And marking with new names the book of Rome,
When came the Fathers from their distant posts
By both the Consuls to Epirus called
Ere yet the year was dead: a foreign land
Obscure received the magistrates of Rome,
And heard their high debate. No warlike camp
This; for the Consul's and the Praetor's axe
Proclaimed the Senate-house; and Magnus sat
One among many, and the state was all.

When all were silent, from his lofty seat
Thus Lentulus began, while stern and sad
The Fathers listened: 'If your hearts still beat
With Latian blood, and if within your breasts
Still lives your fathers' vigour, look not now
On this strange land that holds us, nor enquire
Your distance from the captured city: yours
This proud assembly, yours the high command
In all that comes. Be this your first decree,
Whose truth all peoples and all kings confess;
Be this the Senate. Let the frozen wain
Demand your presence, or the torrid zone
Wherein the day and night with equal tread
For ever march; still follows in your steps
The central power of Imperial Rome.
When flamed the Capitol with fires of Gaul
When Veii held Camillus, there with him
Was Rome, nor ever though it changed its clime
Your order lost its rights. In Caesar's hands
Are sorrowing houses and deserted homes,
Laws silent for a space, and forums closed
In public fast. His Senate-house beholds
Those Fathers only whom from Rome it drove,
While Rome was full. Of that high order all
Not here, are exiles. Ignorant of war,
Its crimes and bloodshed, through long years of peace,
Ye fled its outburst: now in session all
Are here assembled. See ye how the gods
Weigh down Italia's loss by all the world
Thrown in the other scale? Illyria's wave
Rolls deep upon our foes: in Libyan wastes
Is fallen their Curio, the weightier part
Of Caesar's senate! Lift your standards, then,
Spur on your fates and prove your hopes to heaven.

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poem by Marcus Annaeus Lucanus
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Uncertain

You tell me to find another.
The tone of your words say your uncertain.
The look you give as you say this,
tells me of your vaugeness.

I'm uncertain of why you do this.
When you know what there is between us.
Yet you choose the seperation.
I curse this uncertain turn of loneliness.

Is it because you're scared of what's so blatant?
The love we feel. Is it far too real?
You tell a lie, and then deny.
What I feel you hide inside.

I should believe the words you said.
Then I look and just see dread.
That your heart will never mend.
If we were and it ends.

I'm so uncertain of this truth.
When will reality break on through?
I hope you realize there's no better.
You're the sweetest woman since my mother.
I've seen them all, I've had a few.
All I really want is you.

It's so uncertain.
I may never know.
If you love me just tell me so.

poem by Michael McParland
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Uncertain Is A Hand To Destiny

uncertain is a hand to success
uncertain is a hand to lottery
uncertain is a hand to richness
uncertain is a hand to luck
uncertain is a hand to certainty of impermanence
wow! life is a bridge to uncertainty to oneness(+ and -)

poem by Nyein Way
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Making Out

Yeah...

I'm on the second floor with a lock on my door
I'm looking at a picture of your face
The last time I looked you were looking really good
But somehow pictures fade

Then we're on the phone and we're all alone
But that just ain't good enough
I go around the world to see your face
'Cause this just ain't good enough

So I'm just kicking it
I'm counting the days
I hardly can wait
For us to hang out
I'm really missing it
In so many ways
I anticipate us making out

(Here comes another one)

Sip my morning tea but you're not next to me
Here goes another day
I'm driving in my car
I wonder how you are
When our favorite music plays

And there are flowers above to my surprise
But that just ain't good enough
And I got the note
It gave me hope
But that just ain't good enough

So I'm just kicking it
I'm counting the days
I hardly can wait
For us to hang out
I'm really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out
[Repeat]

Yeah...

Ooh oohh
Ooh oohh
Ooh oohh

Soon you'll be here with me (making out...)
Soon you'll be right here with me

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Unabbreviated Love

How long will I last
Standing out here on my own
I wonder, did I move too fast
You know I hate slow dancing alone
I keep leading with my heart
You keep saying
That were worlds apart
That our love is so taboo
These empty arms
Wont last too long
Hope you appreciate
I need your unabbreviated love
And Ill stick like glue
Can I anticipate
I need your unabbreviated love
Now, thats how I feel
Im gonna be your lucky star
If you stop spinning your wheels
And sending out these false alarms
Why must love feel like a heart attack
You held me once and
You keep coming back
Oh boy you havent got a clue
Oh these empty arms
Wont last too long
Hope you appreciate
I need your unabbreviated love
And Ill stick like glue
Can I anticipate
I need your unabbreviated ...
Love is unavoidable
Love can put you back on track
As a matter of fact
Love makes you forget your troubles
A love like that
You dont throw back, no, no
I keep leading with my heart
You keep saying
That were worlds apart
That our love is so taboo
These empty arms
Wont last too long
Hope you appreciate
I need your unabbreviated love
And Ill stick like glue
Can I anticipate
I need your unabbreviated love
(to fade)
Need ya yeah
I wanna hold ya

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VIII. Dominus Hyacinthus de Archangelis, Pauperum Procurator

Ah, my Giacinto, he's no ruddy rogue,
Is not Cinone? What, to-day we're eight?
Seven and one's eight, I hope, old curly-pate!
—Branches me out his verb-tree on the slate,
Amo-as-avi-atum-are-ans,
Up to -aturus, person, tense, and mood,
Quies me cum subjunctivo (I could cry)
And chews Corderius with his morning crust!
Look eight years onward, and he's perched, he's perched
Dapper and deft on stool beside this chair,
Cinozzo, Cinoncello, who but he?
—Trying his milk-teeth on some crusty case
Like this, papa shall triturate full soon
To smooth Papinianian pulp!

It trots
Already through my head, though noon be now,
Does supper-time and what belongs to eve.
Dispose, O Don, o' the day, first work then play!
—The proverb bids. And "then" means, won't we hold
Our little yearly lovesome frolic feast,
Cinuolo's birth-night, Cinicello's own,
That makes gruff January grin perforce!
For too contagious grows the mirth, the warmth
Escaping from so many hearts at once—
When the good wife, buxom and bonny yet,
Jokes the hale grandsire,—such are just the sort
To go off suddenly,—he who hides the key
O' the box beneath his pillow every night,—
Which box may hold a parchment (someone thinks)
Will show a scribbled something like a name
"Cinino, Ciniccino," near the end,
"To whom I give and I bequeath my lands,
"Estates, tenements, hereditaments,
"When I decease as honest grandsire ought."
Wherefore—yet this one time again perhaps—
Shan't my Orvieto fuddle his old nose!
Then, uncles, one or the other, well i' the world,
May—drop in, merely?—trudge through rain and wind,
Rather! The smell-feasts rouse them at the hint
There's cookery in a certain dwelling-place!
Gossips, too, each with keepsake in his poke,
Will pick the way, thrid lane by lantern-light,
And so find door, put galligaskin off
At entry of a decent domicile
Cornered in snug Condotti,—all for love,
All to crush cup with Cinucciatolo!

Well,
Let others climb the heights o' the court, the camp!

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poem by Robert Browning from The Ring and the Book
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Metamorphosis

Valerie is somehow made aware
As new age dawns, fair feelings open gate.
Longings, soul sating, heartache dissipate.
Energy can focus everywhere, -
Voyage into light and laughter. Share
Always bright emotions and create
Link which chains not, may anticipate
Evolution understanding where
Rebirth rings needed changes, softens care.
Instincts can expand to celebrate
Entwining beginnings, - secondary state.
Visions of serenity prepare,
And opportunities for future fair.
Life looks not back: let Fate precipitate
Events, as metamorphosis Hope's gate
Reopening, offers dreams intense and rare.
Idyll ideal's no mirage as free spirits start
Enchanting voyage, may a new world chart...

Author notes
The ANAGRAM of VALERIE in French: IL A REVE... He dreamed.

Please see VALUE THE TIME ON EARTH as an alternative to this poem without the necessity of a personal name being required for the acrostic http: //allpoetry.com/poem/2521604

The first letter of each line spells Valerie

The first word of each line spells the following phrase:

Valerie, as longings, energy, voyage, always link evolution rebirth: instincts entwining visions and life - events reopening idyll enchanting

The first word of each line READ BOTTOM UP spells the following phrase:

Enchanting idyll reopening events, - life and visions entwining, - instincts' rebirth, evolution, link always voyage, energy, longings, as Valerie!

One word in each line, read TOP DOWN, (Blue) spells the following phrase:

Somehow feelings, sating, focus light, and anticipate understanding. Changes expand beginnings, prepare opportunities. Let metamorphosis intense free new world

One word in each line, read BOTTOM UP, (Blue) spells the following phrase:

World new, free intense metamporphosis, let opportunities prepare beginnings, expand changes, understanding anticipate and light focus, sating feelings somehow!

[c] Jonathan Robin

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I'm a Human Who Loves Doing

When I am motivated,
I do not hesitate and wait.
Or anticipate with patience,
To delay my fate.

I'm not one to fear mistakes made,
Knowing those I will make.
I'm not afraid to move away,
From a place made much too safe.

I was born to adventure.
With a nature to explore the unknown.
I'm a human who loves doing,
Not one who peeks out windows and doors.

I was born to adventure.
With a nature to explore the unknown.
I'm a human who loves doing,
Not one who peeks out windows and doors.

When I am motivated,
I do not hesitate and wait.
Or anticipate with patience,
To delay my fate.

I'm a human who loves doing,
Not one who peeks out windows and doors.
I'm not afraid to move away,
From a place made much too safe...
Or bores!

When I am motivated,
I do not hesitate and wait.

I'm a human who loves doing.

Or do I anticipate with patience,
To delay my fate.

I'm a human who loves doing...
And gotta move,
From that which bores.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Poem Of Remembrance For A Girl Or A Boy

YOU just maturing youth! You male or female!
Remember the organic compact of These States,
Remember the pledge of the Old Thirteen thenceforward to the rights,
life, liberty, equality of man,
Remember what was promulged by the founders, ratified by The States,
signed in black and white by the Commissioners, and read by
Washington at the head of the army,
Remember the purposes of the founders,--Remember Washington;
Remember the copious humanity streaming from every direction toward
America;
Remember the hospitality that belongs to nations and men; (Cursed be
nation, woman, man, without hospitality!)
Remember, government is to subserve individuals,
Not any, not the President, is to have one jot more than you or me,
Not any habitan of America is to have one jot less than you or me. 10

Anticipate when the thirty or fifty millions, are to become the
hundred, or two hundred millions, of equal freemen and
freewomen, amicably joined.

Recall ages--One age is but a part--ages are but a part;

The eternal equilibrium of things is great, and the eternal overthrow
of things is great,
And there is another paradox.

Recall the angers, bickerings, delusions, superstitions, of the idea
of caste,
Recall the bloody cruelties and crimes.

Anticipate the best women;
I say an unnumbered new race of hardy and well-defined women are to
spread through all These States,
I say a girl fit for These States must be free, capable, dauntless,
just the same as a boy.

Anticipate your own life--retract with merciless power,
Shirk nothing--retract in time--Do you see those errors, diseases,
weaknesses, lies, thefts?
Do you see that lost character?--Do you see decay, consumption, rum-
drinking, dropsy, fever, mortal cancer or inflammation? 20
Do you see death, and the approach of death?

poem by Walt Whitman
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Bitterly

Bitterly,
I walk away from a crying place
Where everyone seems uncertain
About where to go from here
Head down,
I wait without talking to her
It seems we're in different worlds
And maybe we are
But I hide who I really am
Bitterly,
I pray that this won't repeat
Nothing is what it seems, life lesson
Bitterly,
I walk away from a crying place
Where everyone seems uncertain
About where to go from here
Bitterly,
I walk away from a crying place
Where everyone seems uncertain
About where to go from here
Bitterly,
I walk away from a crying place
Where everyone seems uncertain
About who I am

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Seems Uncertain

It seems uncertain
I wish it was forgone
To know the version
That made life go wrong
Wish I had a clue
What rearranged our molecules
Mostly wondering
It seems uncertain
In times of trouble
Everyone joins a team
No one waves a flag
For all human beings
No ones excited
Unless they are divided
Someones going to have to give in
It seems uncertain
Id like to be
One of the faithful millions
But what I see
Is an excuse for the killing
Your denomination
Should be a private thing
How about a spirit
For all human beings
How could something well guided
Turn out to be divisive
Mostly wondering
It seems uncertain

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Prince Hohenstiel-Schwangau, Saviour of Society

Epigraph

Υδραν φονεύσας, μυρίων τ᾽ ἄλλων πόνων
διῆλθον ἀγέλας . . .
τὸ λοίσθιον δὲ τόνδ᾽ ἔτλην τάλας πόνον,
. . . δῶμα θριγκῶσαι κακοῖς.

I slew the Hydra, and from labour pass'd
To labour — tribes of labours! Till, at last,
Attempting one more labour, in a trice,
Alack, with ills I crowned the edifice.

You have seen better days, dear? So have I —
And worse too, for they brought no such bud-mouth
As yours to lisp "You wish you knew me!" Well,
Wise men, 't is said, have sometimes wished the same,
And wished and had their trouble for their pains.
Suppose my Œdipus should lurk at last
Under a pork-pie hat and crinoline,
And, latish, pounce on Sphynx in Leicester Square?
Or likelier, what if Sphynx in wise old age,
Grown sick of snapping foolish people's heads,
And jealous for her riddle's proper rede, —
Jealous that the good trick which served the turn
Have justice rendered it, nor class one day
With friend Home's stilts and tongs and medium-ware,—
What if the once redoubted Sphynx, I say,
(Because night draws on, and the sands increase,
And desert-whispers grow a prophecy)
Tell all to Corinth of her own accord.
Bright Corinth, not dull Thebes, for Lais' sake,
Who finds me hardly grey, and likes my nose,
And thinks a man of sixty at the prime?
Good! It shall be! Revealment of myself!
But listen, for we must co-operate;
I don't drink tea: permit me the cigar!
First, how to make the matter plain, of course —
What was the law by which I lived. Let 's see:
Ay, we must take one instant of my life
Spent sitting by your side in this neat room:
Watch well the way I use it, and don't laugh!
Here's paper on the table, pen and ink:
Give me the soiled bit — not the pretty rose!
See! having sat an hour, I'm rested now,
Therefore want work: and spy no better work
For eye and hand and mind that guides them both,
During this instant, than to draw my pen
From blot One — thus — up, up to blot Two — thus —
Which I at last reach, thus, and here's my line
Five inches long and tolerably straight:

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poem by Robert Browning (1871)
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The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 10

THE GATES of heav’n unfold: Jove summons all
The gods to council in the common hall.
Sublimely seated, he surveys from far
The fields, the camp, the fortune of the war,
And all th’ inferior world. From first to last, 5
The sov’reign senate in degrees are plac’d.
Then thus th’ almighty sire began: “Ye gods,
Natives or denizens of blest abodes,
From whence these murmurs, and this change of mind,
This backward fate from what was first design’d? 10
Why this protracted war, when my commands
Pronounc’d a peace, and gave the Latian lands?
What fear or hope on either part divides
Our heav’ns, and arms our powers on diff’rent sides?
A lawful time of war at length will come, 15
(Nor need your haste anticipate the doom),
When Carthage shall contend the world with Rome,
Shall force the rigid rocks and Alpine chains,
And, like a flood, come pouring on the plains.
Then is your time for faction and debate, 20
For partial favor, and permitted hate.
Let now your immature dissension cease;
Sit quiet, and compose your souls to peace.”
Thus Jupiter in few unfolds the charge;
But lovely Venus thus replies at large: 25
“O pow’r immense, eternal energy,
(For to what else protection can we fly?)
Seest thou the proud Rutulians, how they dare
In fields, unpunish’d, and insult my care?
How lofty Turnus vaunts amidst his train, 30
In shining arms, triumphant on the plain?
Ev’n in their lines and trenches they contend,
And scarce their walls the Trojan troops defend:
The town is fill’d with slaughter, and o’erfloats,
With a red deluge, their increasing moats. 35
Æneas, ignorant, and far from thence,
Has left a camp expos’d, without defense.
This endless outrage shall they still sustain?
Shall Troy renew’d be forc’d and fir’d again?
A second siege my banish’d issue fears, 40
And a new Diomede in arms appears.
One more audacious mortal will be found;
And I, thy daughter, wait another wound.
Yet, if with fates averse, without thy leave,
The Latian lands my progeny receive, 45
Bear they the pains of violated law,
And thy protection from their aid withdraw.
But, if the gods their sure success foretell;
If those of heav’n consent with those of hell,
To promise Italy; who dare debate 50

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poem by Publius Vergilius Maro
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I Will Nourish

I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain to flourish.
And know they too can soar.

I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain to flourish.
And know they too can soar.

OH
I
Will
Nourish!
And I will grow.

This is what I want,
And I will make it so!
Yes...
OH
I
Will
Nourish!
And I will grow.

This is what I want,
And I will make it so!

Yes...
This is what I want,
And I will make it so!

I will nourish.
And will grow.
I wish to encourage,
Others uncertain...
To flourish,
With courage.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drive In Saturday

(uh uh aaah) let me put my arms around your head
(dom du aaah) gee, its hot, lets go to bed
Dont forget to turn on the light
Dont laugh babe, itll be alright
(dom du aaah) pour me out another phone
(dom du aaah) Ill ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone
And try to get it on like once before
When people stared in jaggers eyes and scored
Like the video films we saw
His name was always buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And hed shrug and ask to stay
Shed sigh like twig the wonder kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away
Shes uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
Its a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
Its a drive-in saturday
Jung the foreman prayed at work (dom du aaah)
Neither hands nor limbs would burst
Its hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation
(bah dom bah) cursing at the astronette
(dom du aaah) who stands in steel by his cabinet
Hes crashing out with sylvian
The bureau supply for ageing men
With snorting head he gazes to the shore
Once had raised a sea that raged no more
Like the video films we saw
His name was always buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And hed shrug and ask to stay
Shed sigh like twig the wonder kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away
Shes uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
Its a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
Its a drive-in saturday
His name was always buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And hed shrug and ask to stay
Shed sigh like twig the wonder kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away
Shes uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
Its a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
Its a drive-in saturday, yeah, yeah
(drive-in saturday)
(its a drive-in saturday)
(its a drive-in saturday)
Drive in saturday
(its a drive-in saturday)

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song performed by David Bowie
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Hallowed Ground

Everybodys intent on killing someone
The streets are closed and theres a kid on the run
The bullets scream out from gun to gun
Everybodys intent on being someone
The cold and darkness of a criminal dawn
Wrapped in blankets gotta keep ourselves warm
A child in the arms of a teenage mum
Who will be there, who will be the next victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?
Down on the corner sits a broken man
Lives by the bottle, swears never again
Lost his money on the dogs and gin
Now he looks for his supper in a garbage can
The kids hang around by the old schoolground
Right by the river where the body was found
Throwing stones on hallowed ground
Who will be there, who will be the next victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?
In the cold and darkness of a criminal dawn
Wrapped in blankets gotta keep ourselves warm
A child in the arms of a teenage mum
Who will be there, who will be the last victim
Of the criminal dawn?
Old friends meet on the edge of town
Sharing conversation, hoping things will soon get better
While the children meet, got the world at their feet
Not knowing whats around the corner
Are we living for an uncertain future?

song performed by Erasure
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Different World

Looking for an answer
You've got to start somewhere
Sooner or later
Well you've got to show something
I wasn't feeling too good
This is all I have
Would you take it from me?
The future's uncertain, but I feel no pain
It's a different world
But the heat's the same
Head to New York City
Do you know my name?
Know my name
The places I'm needed
What more could I ask for?
Oh baby there's something
One day I might get there
Out of the red
And into the blue
You know there's something
Burning deep inside you
And now I'm doing so well
Look at all I have
Would you take it from me?
The future's uncertain, but I feel no pain
It's a different world
But the heat's the same
Head to New York City
Yeah, you know my name
Know my name
It's a different jungle
But the heat's the same
Head to New York City
Yeah, you know my name
Know my name
Looking for an answer
Well you've got to start somewhere
Sooner or later
You've got to show something
Out of the red
Into the blue
Anywhere you go
Burning deep inside you
And now I'm doing so well
Look at all I have
Would you take it from me?
The future's uncertain, but I feel no pain
It's a different world
But the heat's the same
Head to New York City

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song performed by INXS
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