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If this gesture was the way of getting out of the penitentiary, I'd do it.

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Public Animal #9

Me and G.B.
We ain't never gonna confess
We cheated at the math test
We carved some dirty words in our desk
Well now it's time for recess
Old man waitin by the monkey bars
Tradin all his ball cards
And they promised him a gold star
And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs
Where are you takin me?
I'm like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
If I keep my nose clean
I won't get my eyes shined
But I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin
Out of my ears
I'd give a month of cigarettes
For just a couple of lousy beers
Or even a bottle of
Real cheap wi-hine
But that's the price you pay to be
Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston
Where are you takin me?
I feel like a lifer
In the state penitentiary
She wanted an Einstein
But she got a Frankenstein
Yeah, I'm proud to be
Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Number Nine
Number Nine Number Nine
Number, Number Nine Animal Number Nine
Public Animal Number Nine Nine
Public Animal Numbergh Niiiirrrrrgh
Public Animal Nurrrgh Nirrrgh
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Public Animal Number Ni-yine
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Year Of The Boomerang

Tha sistas are in so check the front line
Seems I spent the 80s in the haiti state of mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, the curriculums a cell block
Im swimmin in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick
Ya weigh me on a scale, smellin burnt skin
Its dark now in dachau and Im screamin from within
cause Im cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn Im runnin into hells gates
So I grip tha cannon like fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates
Aw, power to tha people
cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
So Im goin out heavy sorta like mount tai
Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
In the year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
In the year of tha boomerang
Yeah!
Now its upon you!
Now its upon you!
Tha sistas are in so check the front line
Seems I spent the 80s in the haiti state of mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, the curriculums a cell block
Swimmin in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick
Ya weigh me on a scale, Im smellin burnt skin
Its dark now in dachau and Im screamin from within
cause Im cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right
Enslaved by dogma, talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn Im runnin into hells gates
So I grip tha cannon like fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates
Aw, power to tha people, yeah, yeah
Tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
Im goin out heavy sorta like mount tai
Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let tha guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it
Uh! in the year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo Im a piece of it

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If forced to choose between the penitentiary and the White House for four years, I would say the penitentiary, thank you.

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Lesson

Our love has chosen its appropriate gesture
Which when viewed in the midst of all the gestures
It didn't choose seems almost insignificant.

The gesture our love has chosen is appropriate
We both agree not that we have any choice but
Amidst all those others does seem insignificant.

Is it incumbent on us thus to therefore obliterate
All of the gestures except this insignificant one
Chosen by our love for its own no doubt reasons.

It is up to us to obliterate all other gestures
Though they cluster round thick as presentations
Of war and sacrifice in a gradeschool classroom.

Use of our love's chosen gesture for the obliteration
Of all those foreign gestures is forbidden however
We must find something else to erase them with.

Our love has chosen its appropriate gesture
Which when viewed in the absence of all other gestures
Seems to spell the opposite of insignificant.

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Lara

LARA. [1]

CANTO THE FIRST.

I.

The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, [2]
And slavery half forgets her feudal chain;
He, their unhoped, but unforgotten lord —
The long self-exiled chieftain is restored:
There be bright faces in the busy hall,
Bowls on the board, and banners on the wall;
Far chequering o'er the pictured window, plays
The unwonted fagots' hospitable blaze;
And gay retainers gather round the hearth,
With tongues all loudness, and with eyes all mirth.

II.

The chief of Lara is return'd again:
And why had Lara cross'd the bounding main?
Left by his sire, too young such loss to know,
Lord of himself; — that heritage of woe,
That fearful empire which the human breast
But holds to rob the heart within of rest! —
With none to check, and few to point in time
The thousand paths that slope the way to crime;
Then, when he most required commandment, then
Had Lara's daring boyhood govern'd men.
It skills not, boots not, step by step to trace
His youth through all the mazes of its race;
Short was the course his restlessness had run,
But long enough to leave him half undone.

III.

And Lara left in youth his fatherland;
But from the hour he waved his parting hand
Each trace wax'd fainter of his course, till all
Had nearly ceased his memory to recall.
His sire was dust, his vassals could declare,
'Twas all they knew, that Lara was not there;
Nor sent, nor came he, till conjecture grew
Cold in the many, anxious in the few.
His hall scarce echoes with his wonted name,
His portrait darkens in its fading frame,
Another chief consoled his destined bride,
The young forgot him, and the old had died;
"Yet doth he live!" exclaims the impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.

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Lara. A Tale

The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain,
And slavery half forgets her feudal chain;
He, their unhoped, but unforgotten lord--
The long self-exiled chieftain is restored:
There be bright faces in the busy hall,
Bowls on the board, and banners on the wall;
Far chequering o'er the pictured window, plays
The unwonted fagots' hospitable blaze;
And gay retainers gather round the hearth,
With tongues all loudness, and with eyes all mirth.

II.
The chief of Lara is return'd again:
And why had Lara cross'd the bounding main?
Left by his sire, too young such loss to know,
Lord of himself;--that heritage of woe,
That fearful empire which the human breast
But holds to rob the heart within of rest!--
With none to check, and few to point in time
The thousand paths that slope the way to crime;
Then, when he most required commandment, then
Had Lara's daring boyhood govern'd men.
It skills not, boots not, step by step to trace
His youth through all the mazes of its race;
Short was the course his restlessness had run,
But long enough to leave him half undone.

III.
And Lara left in youth his fatherland;
But from the hour he waved his parting hand
Each trace wax'd fainter of his course, till all
Had nearly ceased his memory to recall.
His sire was dust, his vassals could declare,
'Twas all they knew, that Lara was not there;
Nor sent, nor came he, till conjecture grew
Cold in the many, anxious in the few.
His hall scarce echoes with his wonted name,
His portrait darkens in its fading frame,
Another chief consoled his destined bride,
The young forgot him, and the old had died;
'Yet doth he live!' exclaims the impatient heir,
And sighs for sables which he must not wear.
A hundred scutcheons deck with gloomy grace
The Laras' last and longest dwelling-place;
But one is absent from the mouldering file,
That now were welcome to that Gothic pile.

IV.
He comes at last in sudden loneliness,
And whence they know not, why they need not guess;

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Gesture Of Happiness

GESTURE OF HAPPINESS
Gesture of happiness is not a crime,
so always spread happiness,
happiness is our birth right,
drive away all the tensions,
if you are engulfed in sadness,
try to find an excuse of happiness,
gesture of happiness

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Second Book

TIMES followed one another. Came a morn
I stood upon the brink of twenty years,
And looked before and after, as I stood
Woman and artist,–either incomplete,
Both credulous of completion. There I held
The whole creation in my little cup,
And smiled with thirsty lips before I drank,
'Good health to you and me, sweet neighbour mine
And all these peoples.'
I was glad, that day;
The June was in me, with its multitudes
Of nightingales all singing in the dark,
And rosebuds reddening where the calyx split.
I felt so young, so strong, so sure of God!
So glad, I could not choose be very wise!
And, old at twenty, was inclined to pull
My childhood backward in a childish jest
To see the face of't once more, and farewell!
In which fantastic mood I bounded forth
At early morning,–would not wait so long
As even to snatch my bonnet by the strings,
But, brushing a green trail across the lawn
With my gown in the dew, took will and way
Among the acacias of the shrubberies,
To fly my fancies in the open air
And keep my birthday, till my aunt awoke
To stop good dreams. Meanwhile I murmured on,
As honeyed bees keep humming to themselves;
'The worthiest poets have remained uncrowned
Till death has bleached their foreheads to the bone,
And so with me it must be, unless I prove
Unworthy of the grand adversity,–
And certainly I would not fail so much.
What, therefore, if I crown myself to-day
In sport, not pride, to learn the feel of it,
Before my brows be numb as Dante's own
To all the tender pricking of such leaves?
Such leaves? what leaves?'
I pulled the branches down,
To choose from.
'Not the bay! I choose no bay;
The fates deny us if we are overbold:
Nor myrtle–which means chiefly love; and love
Is something awful which one dare not touch
So early o' mornings. This verbena strains
The point of passionate fragrance; and hard by,
This guelder rose, at far too slight a beck
Of the wind, will toss about her flower-apples.
Ah–there's my choice,–that ivy on the wall,
That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow

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Canto the Second

I.

Night wanes — the vapours round the mountains curl'd,
Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world.
Man has another day to swell the past,
And lead him near to little, but his last;
But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth,
The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth;
Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam,
Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream.
Immortal man! behold her glories shine,
And cry, exulting inly, "They are thine!"
Gaze on, while yet thy gladden'd eye may see,
A morrow comes when they are not for thee;
And grieve what may above thy senseless bier,
Nor earth nor sky will yield a single tear;
Nor cloud shall gather more, nor leaf shall fall,
Nor gale breathe forth one sigh for thee, for all;
But creeping things shall revel in their spoil,
And fit thy clay to fertilise the soil.

II.

'Tis morn — 'tis noon — assembled in the hall,
The gather'd chieftains come to Otho's call:
'Tis now the promised hour, that must proclaim
The life or death of Lara's future fame;
When Ezzelin his charge may here unfold,
And whatsoe'er the tale, it must be told.
His faith was pledged, and Lara's promise given,
To meet it in the eye of man and Heaven.
Why comes he not? Such truths to be divulged,
Methinks the accuser's rest is long indulged.

III.

The hour is past, and Lara too is there,
With self-confiding, coldly patient air;
Why comes not Ezzelin? The hour is past,
And murmurs rise, and Otho's brow's o'ercast,
"I know my friend! his faith I cannot fear,
If yet he be on earth, expect him here;
The roof that held him in the valley stands
Between my own and noble Lara's lands;
My halls from such a guest had honour gain'd,
Nor had Sir Ezzelin his host disdain'd,
But that some previous proof forbade his stay,
And urged him to prepare against to-day;
The word I pledge for his I pledge again,
Or will myself redeem his knighthood's stain."

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An Ancient Gesture

I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
Penelope did this too.
And more than once: you can't keep weaving all day
And undoing it all through the night;
Your arms get tired, and the back of your neck gets tight;
And along towards morning, when you think it will never be light,
And your husband has been gone, and you don't know where, for years.
Suddenly you burst into tears;
There is simply nothing else to do.

And I thought, as I wiped my eyes on the corner of my apron:
This is an ancient gesture, authentic, antique,
In the very best tradition, classic, Greek;
Ulysses did this too.
But only as a gesture,—a gesture which implied
To the assembled throng that he was much too moved to speak.
He learned it from Penelope...
Penelope, who really cried.

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A nice to hold

It is always nice to hold somebody with high regard
It is sign of looking positive and straight forward
It may ultimately pay you in the long run
Certain people laugh it out and take as fun

It is best way and very good principle if we adopt
It makes people to act nicely and be little prompt
It is necessary to make more friends than foes
Otherwise life can be full of miseries and woes

I was overwhelmed by a good gesture from a friend
I thought of world coming to the near end
Why was it so that there can be tremendous change?
Was there any sea change in my attitude or age?

“Why do you hold me in high esteem and praise?
Make me to feel great with status highly raised
I am overwhelmed by your noble gesture
As you always wished me for bright future” I parried at friend

I was no where near respectable mark or level
You encouraged me to work hard and excel
Filled with high spirit, motivation and enthusiasm
I am Inspired to rise beyond certain level and “ism” friend replied

I was confined to zero energy and confined
You infused me with optimism and refined
How to express my gratitude and acknowledge?
I am novice and have no such knowledge

Will you pardon me for being so negative?
Lukewarm to response and not so sensitive
I must learn quite a lot from you and oblige
I feel shy to open up but have nothing to hide.. I was overwhelmed

Is it not the tendency of human being to deceive?
No return of thanks when applauses received
We might have scaled new height and glory
Still we may forget the past as simple story

If we learn to repay good gesture with gratitude
People will learn to respect with different attitude
This is what is expected from new generation
They should rise above all without any expectation

It may look as simple form of advice
It should not be considered as mechanical device
Time may change but not the essence and spirit
You may all the time need oil for lamps to lit

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An apologetic gesture

Apologetic gesture and earnest attempts to woo
Do or die approach with resolve to do
I find it very hard and out of it nothing to gain
It adds to tension and worries still remain

It is not fact that I want to be aloof
But I expect the result to be full proof
Can’t afford to be even slight careless
All my efforts are dedicated and in fairness

You may comment and pass casual remark
I still go ahead and ventures embark
Whatever may be result or outcome?
I shall steadfast and offer the welcome

what do we need in our general dealing?
Gentle and mild touch with smooth healing
Book pages always open and nothing to conceal
Highest regards even when secrets to reveal

Why are we disliked in general?
Is it our approach or bad moral?
Even water tests sweet if it is fresh mineral
Sweet words only please others and do the miracle

We offer floral tribute on somebody’s death
Shed the teats with feelings and lay the wreath
Is it not senseless to utter bitter words and damage?
We pay respect by paying good homage

These are not mere book words or advice
Neither they are mechanical nor any device
It is practiced in good faith and in general pattern
Finding correct path even with the dim light of lantern

No one may like the way as suggested
Minds are bogged down with traffic congested
Nothing goes normal as ground not tested
Bad ideas gain momentum and good ideas arrested

We can avoid so many things in public
We can not sight any reason specific
It has to be in keeping with tradition
It can’t be spelled out with any condition

I may have solid reasons to go for it
I may apologize and humbly submit
I can’t do or remedy the thing undone
Only way open for us is to forget and pardon

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Don't Garland Me

Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm

Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve

what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ

we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees

I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future

It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation

I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor

You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random

Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment

I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward

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If one day pledge.....

For good If one day pledge is taken
Promises to be made for not to be broken
Happy smile for good will gesture as token
Words to seem sweet when spoken

No stray shooting in silent war zones
No verbal abuses but only mild words on the phones
Who says enemy can’t be won over?
If you insist and try for lost ground to recover

what happens if you forgo one day lunch or meal?
No more forgery and an attempt to steal
No wild attacks and willful attempt to kill
will this not be considered as strongest will?

Can you lend your helping hand to an orphan?
No one will laugh at you and make a fun
Noble gesture will earn you peace in mind
What If something is parted with cash or in kind?

You may loose nothing by remaining poor
if you can help your neighbor very next door
He may come to your help in need of an hour
Why to worry then for through out the year?

Sweet words and good wishes to ailing parent
Expression of sorrow, apologetic gesture with laments
Get together with all and exchange of good wishes
Nothing is left behind as bitterness is over and finishes

Knelling down to Lord and ask for reprieve
Ask for forgiveness if any one you have deprived
Hope day may change and bring joy in abundance
You may be noticed by Him even if in audience

One day pledge may set in life new course
Rich may remain rich and poor always poor of course
God will listen to you at an appointed hour
Nothing will go against your conscience and honor

Try to work out on one day pledge
No matter how much is your age?
Its end will be fine and ever lasting
you may enjoy the fruit without fasting

If God has given you enough to last
You should be the one and very fast
God’s influence is huge and not be missing
You will enjoy everything with His blessings

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No to boquet

Don’t garland me but abuse
Hate, say no and refuse
if you think I did any harm
or was cold and lukewarm

Do you think that I really deserve?
Cold shudder and disrespect in reserve
Will it be fruitful and purpose to serve?
I don’t think it will hold your nerve

what would I choose as middle way?
Complete silence and nothing more to say?
Mere submission with simple gratitude offer
Open friendship call though thoughts simply differ

we must always agree to disagree
Enjoy the bloom and feel so free
How fruits hang on gigantic trees?
Shade to all and refuge to honey bees

I might not have fared so well
It is also possible that I failed to tell
Believe me it was merely a simple gesture
To last long in race for bright future

It was not to deceive but to bond the relation
Simple offering of joy to feel for elevation
You may enjoy its warmth after revelation
Anger may vanish soon as it has no relation

I may not be rewarded for my good gesture
It may cast gloom or shadow on my future
what have I to do to restore the honor?
Not to beg for any thing but act as donor

You will have to act with maturity
Nothing will count with age or seniority
It has to be shown with full wisdom
Out gesture should be for all time and not random

Don’t expect too much or anything in return?
It may be tomorrow for their turn
Hate doesn’t help permanent
One need not offer any comment

I don’t wish that you should go out of way
Your voice remain muffled and nothing to say
There is every reason for you to come forward
Find out the real truth and always look toward

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H.L. Mencken

All zoos actually offer to the public in return for the taxes spent upon them is a form of idle and witless amusement, compared to which a visit to a penitentiary, or even to a State legislature in session, is informing, stimulating and ennobling.

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But we did conclude that Ray had actually killed Dr. King pursuant to his theory that he was going to be able to get hold of that money. He had learned of this offer through his ties in the Missouri State Penitentiary.

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I am in the penitentiary. The only thing that I do is my time.

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I will say that since our capture we have met with uniform kindness, and while in the penitentiary our relations with the officers have been cordially pleasant, and for their considerate and kind disposition we feel profoundly grateful.

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The men who start out with the notion that the world owes them a living generally find that the world pays its debt in the penitentiary or the poor house.

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