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I have learned how to plant coastal hay, fertilize and bale it.

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Discoteca

Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?

I don't speak the language
I can't understand a word
Where angels fear to tread
I've sometimes walked
And tried to talk
But how can I be heard
In such a world
When I am lost?
I'm doing what I do
To see me through
I'm going out
And carrying on as normal

Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?

Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?
Hay una discoteca por acqui?

Te quiero
Entiende usted?
Digame
Cuanto tiempo tengo que esperar?

(disco disco disco disco)
(disco disco disco disco disco-teca)
(disco disco disco disco)
(disco disco disco disco disco-teca)

I don't speak in anger
Though the chances that I've let
Pass me by and now regret
I can't forget

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song performed by Pet Shop Boys from Bilingual
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Medley: Pick A Bale Of Cotton / On Top Of Old Smokey / Midnight Special

Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale a day
Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down, spin around, pick a bale a day
Oh lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
I said me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
Oh lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy
Pick a bale a day
On top of old Smokey
all covered with snow
I lost my true lover
by courting so slow
For courting's a pleasure
And parting is brief
and a false-hearted lover
is worse than a thief
On top of old Smokey
all covered with snow
I lost my true lover
by courting so slow
Well, you wake up in the morning
Hear the ding dong ring
You go marching to the table
See the same old thing
See the fork on the table
Nothing in your pan
If you say a thing about it
You're in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's everlovin' light on me
If you ever go to Houston
Well you'd better act right

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song performed by ABBA
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Pick A Bale Of Cotton

Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale a day
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale of cotton
Gonna jump down
Spin around
Pick a bale a day
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale a day
I said
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
I said
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale of cotton
Now
Me and my buddy gonna pick a bale a day
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale a day
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale of cotton
Oh, lordy
Pick a bale a day

song performed by ABBA
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My Native American Brothers and Sisters

Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.
Hoe nah håy nah nah.
Hoe nah håy.

Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.
Hoe nah håy nah nah.
Hoe nah håy.

Hee my oh aye ah mah nay nah nah.
Hey my oh my nay mah nah.

Hee my oh aye ah mah nay nah nah.
Hey my oh my nay mah nah.

Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.
Hoe nah håy nah nah.
Hoe nah håy.

If I could,
I would bring the stars to you.
And the sounds of the universe...
I'd do that too!

If I could,
I would bring you eternal peace!
And the joy of a lifetime,
For you to keep!

Rejoice in all that nature is for you.
Blessings to you God does give.
The Earth with all its treasures,
Shares that too!
And here as if to gift,
Your life with happiness.

Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.
Hoe nah håy nah nah.
Hoe nah håy.

Hoe nah håy.
Hoe nah håy...
Nah nah nah.

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What do we plant when we plant a tree?

What do we get when we plant the tree?
We plant the ship which will cross the sea;
We plant the pencils to scribble our notes,
We plant the ballots to cast our votes;
We plant the paper in which we read,
The news that o'er wooden poles we speed,
We plant the piles to erect our docks;
We plant the rayon for shirts and socks.

What do we plant when we plant a tree?
We plant the houses for you and me;
We plant the rafters, the shingles, the floors,
We plant the studding, the lath, the doors,
The beams and siding, all the parts that be;
We plant the house when we plant the tree,
We plant the barrel, the box, the crate;
In which to ship all sorts of freight.

What do we plant when we plant a tree?
A thousand things that we daily see,
We plant the spire that out-towers the crag,
We plant the staff for our country's flag;
We plant the shade from the hot sun free,
We plant all these when we plant the tree.

poem by Henry Abbey
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December! ! !

Ab k phir December hay
khirkiyon k pardon say
jhaank kr zara dekho
kesa sard mosum hay
bheega bheega manzar hay
soi soi shaamen hen
hum hen or yaden hen
kyun na apni yadon say
gard jharr kr dekhen
soey soey jazbon ko
phir ubhaar kr dekhen
sath sath ye puchhen
zakam zakhm yadon se
khoon to nahi rista?
dilfigaar sapnon ko
chot to nahi lagti?
Phir jab in sawaalon ka
jo jawab bhi aey
uss ko maan lena hay
kyun k ye to hona hay
kyun k phir December hay.
Aasman pe kia dekhen?
dhund ki hukoomat hay
kuchh nazar nahi aata
urr chukay parinday bhi
sard sard podon se
phool bhi to ghaiyb hen
aik wo jo gulshan mein
khush gulu si koyal thi
wo bhi ab nahi gaati
kyun kharray darakhton pr
chhai ye udaasi hay
zard zard pattay hen
kis qadar khamoshi hay
aik sard mehri hay
Ghaur se zara dekho
doobta hua suraj
apni be-zubani mein
keh raha hay dunia say
iss gulab manzar say
doobnay ka ye lamha
kisqadar sitamgar hay
kia kahen December hay
zeest ki kahani ko
sochh ki rawani ko
rokna hi behtar hay
khirkiyon k pardon say
jhaank kr zara dekho
bheega bheega manzar hay
ab k phir udaasi he

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poem by Shahzia Batool
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Dos Cosas Ciertas

En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio
No dejes que tu vida se safe,
Toma tu destino en tus propias manos,
Aveces las espaldas sudosas,
Se confrentan con las palmas sucias...
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
Handa, handa no pierdas la vista,
Persuige, persuigue tu destino,
Tu destino se decide en tus manos,
No dejes que se escape tu chance...
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
Handa, handa no pierdas la vista,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas
No dejes que se escape tu chance
It's you they card
It's you they charge
It's you they complain about strollin the boulevard
You the one claimin' and screamin you all hard
Are you in control or is it just a facade
If Uncle Sam wants you it's you
It's you that he'll need
It's you that he'll sacrifice and it's you that'll bleed.
I think you need to reflect on some old Sam Sneed
And recognize in life there's only two guarantees
Some proceed to believe
And thus we gotta discuss
Have we all lost our trust in us,
Cause you and I
We us together we must
Live change and die
Everybody's inlcuded it's up to you to decide
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,
Son la muerte y el cambio,
En la vida hay dos cosas ciertas,

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song performed by Ozomatli
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Needle In The Hay

Your hand on his arm
The hay stack charm around your neck
Strung out and thin
Calling some friend trying to cash some check
Hes acting dumb
Thats what youve come to expect
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Hes wearing yr clothes
Head down to toes a reaction to you
You say you know what he did
But you idiot kid
You dont have a clue
Sometimes they just get caught in the eye
Youre pulling him through
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Now on the bus
Nearly touching this dirty retreat
Falling out 6th and powell a dead sweat in my teeth
Gonna walk walk walk
Four more blocks plus one in my break
Down downstairs to the man
Hes gonna make it all ok
I cant beat myself
I cant beat myself
And I dont want to talk
Im taking the cure so I can be quiet
Whenever I want
So leave me alone
You ought to be proud that Im getting good marks
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay
Needle in the hay

song performed by Elliott Smith
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One Afternnon that Summer.

Despite the fact
that other local kids

were in the hay barn playing
Jane stood at the barn doors

looking in apprehensively
and you stood beside her

waiting for her to move in
or say something

but she just stood looking in
are we allowed in to play?

she asked
sure as long as we don't

cause damage to the hay bales
you replied

and she sniffed the air
and moved in

and looked around
the huge barn

with its semi dark
and smells of hay

and captured sun
and warmth

the other kids played
but took no notice

of Jane or you
as you entered

closed the doors
and moved around

the hay strewn floor
haven't you been

in a hay barn before?
you asked looking

at her bright summer dress
and white socks and sandals

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poem by Terry Collett
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Piedra de Sol

La treizième revient...c’est encor la première;
et c’est toujours la seule-ou c’est le seul moment;
car es-tu reine, ô toi, la première ou dernière?
es-tu roi, toi le seul ou le dernier amant?
Gérard de Nerval, Arthèmis
Un sauce de cristal, un chopo de agua,
un alto surtidor que el viento arquea,
un árbol bien plantado mas danzante,
un caminar de río que se curva,
avanza, retrocede, da un rodeo
y llega siempre:
un caminar tranquilo
de estrella o primavera sin premura,
agua que con los párpados cerrados
mana toda la noche profecías,
unánime presencia en oleaje,
ola tras ola hasta cubrirlo todo,
verde soberanía sin ocaso
como el deslumbramiento de las alas
cuando se abren en mitad del cielo,
un caminar entre las espesuras
de los días futuros y el aciago
fulgor de la desdicha como un ave
petrificando el bosque con su canto
y las felicidades inminentes
entre las ramas que se desvanecen,
horas de luz que pican ya los pájaros,
presagios que se escapan de la mano,

una presencia como un canto súbito,
como el viento cantando en el incendio,
una mirada que sostiene en vilo
al mundo con sus mares y sus montes,
cuerpo de luz filtrado por un ágata,
piernas de luz, vientre de luz, bahías,
roca solar, cuerpo color de nube,
color de día rápido que salta,
la hora centellea y tiene cuerpo,
el mundo ya es visible por tu cuerpo,
es transparente por tu transparencia,

voy entre galerías de sonidos,
fluyo entre las presencias resonantes,
voy por las transparencias como un ciego,
un reflejo me borra, nazco en otro,
oh bosque de pilares encantados,
bajo los arcos de la luz penetro
los corredores de un otoño diáfano,

voy por tu cuerpo como por el mundo,

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poem by Octavio Paz
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Despues de ti

Despues de la tormenta la calma reinera
despues de cada dia la noche llegara
despues de un dia de lluvia el sol se asomara
y despues de ti que despues de ti que

despues de cada instante el mundo girara
despues de cada a├▒o mas tiempo se nos vas
despues de un bueno amigo otro amigo encontraras
y despues de ti que despues de ti que

despues de ti no hay nada
ni sol ni madrugada
ni lluvia ni tormenta
ni amigos ni esperanza

despues de ti no hay nada
ni vida hay en el alma
ni paz que me consuele
no hay nada si tu faltas

despues de haber tenido siempre vuelves a tener
despues de haber querido intentas otra vez
despues lo vivido siempre hay un despues
y despues de ti que despues de ti que

despues de ti no hay nada
ni sol ni madrugada
ni lluvia ni tormenta
ni amigos ni esperanza

despues de ti no hay nada
ni vida hay en el alma
ni paz que me consuele
no hay nada si tu faltas

despues de ti no hay nada
ni vida hay en el alma
ni paz que me consuele
no hay nada si tu faltas

despues despues de ti que
despues de ti que
:)

song performed by Cristian Castro
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El Muro

Quisiera acercarme a ti
Y no me atrevo
Y se que tu lo deseas
Igual o mas
Quisiera oirte decir
Estoy temblando
Y yo tambien tengo frio
Y no vendras
Siguen pasando los dias
Y tu en silencio preguntas
Que nos paso
Hay un muro entre tu y yo
Hay un muro en la obscuridad
Caricias rotas
Buscando volver
Y un amor que muere
Y no hay nada que hacer
Hay un muro entre tu y yo
Dos heridas en la soledad
Dos luces blancas
Que el tiempo apago
Y un amor que muere
Lo queramos o no
Quisiera besar de nuevo
Tus manos largas
Tambien ellas lo quisieran
Y yo lo se
Quisiera romper el nudo
De tus secretos
Y abrirte mi alma entera
Ayudame
Sigues mirando en silencio
Y tu tampoco te explicas
Que nos fallo
Hay un muro entre tu y yo
Hay un muro en la obscuridad
Caricias rotas
Buscando volver
Y un amor que muere
Y no hay nada que hacer
Hay un muro entre tu y yo
Dos heridas en la soledad
Dos luces blancas
Que el tiempo apago
Y un amor que muere
Lo queramos o no
Hay un muro entre tu y yo
Hay un muro en la
Obscuridad
Caricias rotas

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song performed by Enrique Iglesias
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Hay Fever

Sitting by my stereo all alone
My baby calls me on the telephone
She says, baby take me out for a dance
I tell my baby I feel so bad
I cant go out and its making me sad
But when you see me, I know you will understand
I got hay fever, blocking up my head
Hay fever, I ought to be in bed
How can I dance when I can hardly breathe
Wish I could cure this infernal allergy
I got, hay fever blocking up my brain
Hay fever, feel the sinus pains
And all the pills and the powders are in vain
Thought I was cured but here it comes again
It goes ooh-ah
The pollen counts getting higher and higher
My eyes are sore and my nose is on fire
My throats dry now and Im starting to perspire
My stuffed up heads killing all of my desire
I got hay fever, you wicked allergy,
Hay fever, you put the curse on me
And Ive inhaled every know remedy
I cant stay cool cos Im starting to sneeze
I cant make love when I cant hardly breathe
We start to dance and my nose starts to bleed
There must be a cure for this hay fever
Is there a pill or a powder I can take
I must get a cure, for my romance is at stake
Hey fever, you tore my image down
Hey fever, I must look like a clown
I must have used every tissue in town
Im running round sniffin like a hound
It goes ooh-ah
I wanna kiss but Im sneezin instead
I cant make love when my head feels like lead
How can I pose when my nose is all red
We should be home, should be tucked up in bed
But I got hay fever
Hay fever
Hay fever
Hay fever
Hay fever

song performed by Kinks
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I've learned

Ive learned that to love someone doesnt have to involve pain,
Ive learned that to have a friend you must be a friend first,
Ive learned that in time youll see your mistakes and learn from them,
Ive learned that to be alone sometimes is the best thing for you,
Ive learned that in order to love a person you must feel loved,
Ive learned that if your wrong admit it or youll never forgive yourself,
Ive learned that your first love will be a part of you and you may never forget,
Ive learned that in order to move on you must fix what was first wrong,
Ive learned that if you ever mess up, you can always start over again,
Ive learned that to be 'cool' doesnt involve pressure,
Ive learned to accept what I have and be happy,
Ive learned that people will come and go so tell the ones you love how you feel,
Ive learned that to respect yourself you must respect others,
Ive learned that your actions always involve consequences whether it be good or bad,
Ive learned that priceless words can mean the world to someone,
Ive learned that sometimes being silent is the best solution,
Ive learned to expect the unexpected,
Ive learned that healing a broken heart involves tears and pain,
Ive learned to see the world in the eyes of others,
And Ive learned that each new day is a day to touch a life.

poem by Carly Almonde
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Any Soldier To His Son

What did I do, sonny, in the Great World War?
Well, I learned to peel potatoes and to scrub the barrack floor.
I learned to push a barrow and I learned to swing a pick,
I learned to turn my toes out, and to make my eyeballs click.
I learned the road to Folkestone, and I watched the English shore,
Go down behind the skyline, as I thought, for evermore.
And the Blighty boats went by us and the harbour hove in sight,
And they landed us and sorted us and marched us "by the right".
"Quick march!" across the cobbles, by the kids who rang along
Singing "Appoo?" "Spearmant" "Shokolah?" through dingy old Boulogne;
By the widows and the nurses and the niggers and Chinese,
And the gangs of smiling Fritzes, as saucy as you please.

I learned to ride as soldiers ride from Etaps to the Line,
For days and nights in cattle trucks, packed in like droves of swine.
I learned to curl and kip it on a foot of muddy floor,
And to envy cows and horses that have beds of beaucoup straw.
I learned to wash in shell holes and to shave myself in tea,
While the fragments of a mirror did a balance on my knee.
I learned to dodge the whizz-bangs and the flying lumps of lead,
And to keep a foot of earth between the sniper and my head.
I learned to keep my haversack well filled with buckshee food,
To take the Army issue and to pinch what else I could.
I learned to cook Maconochie with candle-ends and string,
With "four-by-two" and sardine-oil and any God-dam thing.
I learned to use my bayonet according as you please
For a breadknife or a chopper or a prong for toasting cheese.
I learned "a first field dressing" to serve my mate and me
As a dish-rag and a face-rag and a strainer for our tea.
I learned to gather souvenirs that home I hoped to send,
And hump them round for months and months and dump them in the end.
I learned to hunt for vermin in the lining of my shirt,
To crack them with my finger-nail and feel the beggars spirt;
I learned to catch and crack them by the dozen and the score
And to hunt my shirt tomorrow and to find as many more.

I learned to sleep by snatches on the firestep of a trench,
And to eat my breakfast mixed with mud and Fritz's heavy stench.
I learned to pray for Blighty ones and lie and squirm with fear,
When Jerry started strafing and the Blighty ones were near.
I learned to write home cheerful with my heart a lump of lead
With the thought of you and mother, when she heard that I was dead.
And the only thing like pleasure over there I ever knew,
Was to hear my pal come shouting, "There's a parcel, mate, for you."

So much for what I did do - now for what I have not done:
Well, I never kissed a French girl and I never killed a Hun,
I never missed an issue of tobacco, pay, or rum,
I never made a friend and yet I never lacked a chum.
I never borrowed money, and I never lent - but once

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poem by Anonymous English
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The Sensitive Plant

PART 1.
A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,
And the young winds fed it with silver dew,
And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light.
And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.

And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

But none ever trembled and panted with bliss
In the garden, the field, or the wilderness,
Like a doe in the noontide with love’s sweet want,
As the companionless Sensitive Plant.

The snowdrop, and then the violet,
Arose from the ground with warm rain wet,
And their breath was mixed with fresh odour, sent
From the turf, like the voice and the instrument.

Then the pied wind-flowers and the tulip tall,
And narcissi, the fairest among them all,
Who gaze on their eyes in the stream’s recess,
Till they die of their own dear loveliness;

And the Naiad-like lily of the vale,
Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale
That the light of its tremulous bells is seen
Through their pavilions of tender green;

And the hyacinth purple, and white, and blue,
Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew
Of music so delicate, soft, and intense,
It was felt like an odour within the sense;

And the rose like a nymph to the bath addressed,
Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast,
Till, fold after fold, to the fainting air
The soul of her beauty and love lay bare:

And the wand-like lily, which lifted up,
As a Maenad, its moonlight-coloured cup,
Till the fiery star, which is its eye,
Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky;

And the jessamine faint, and the sweet tuberose,
The sweetest flower for scent that blows;
And all rare blossoms from every clime
Grew in that garden in perfect prime.

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poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Ghazal! ! ! (Urdu)

Arsa e zeest ko sadiyon ka safar jana hay
Phir bhi ik roz tou hr shakhs ko mr jana hay

Meray Mabood tamannaon ka ambaar lye
Dar Tera chhor kar ab aur kidhar jana hay

Jald ponhchay khabar e khair musafir ki k phir
Sham ki qabr mein suraj ko utar jana hay

Kitnay dilkash se hua krtay hen aksar lekin
Ankh khultay hi tou khwabon ko bikhar jana hay

Saans chalti hey jisay dekh k hur dum apni
Uss ko duniya ki tamaazat mein shajar jana hay

Yeh jo manzil tumhe lagti he yeh manzil to nhi
Akhir iss se bhi kisi pal mein guzar jana hay

Dil agar mujh se lagao gay to pachhtao gay
Mein musafir hun mujhe laut k ghar jana hay

Ghair mumkin nhi dunya men koi kam Batool
Jo kisi se nhi hota hay wo kr jana hay...

poem by Shahzia Batool
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The Men Of Hay

the Board has declared
that men of hay
are curse to society
and that
this society cannot function
that welland strong enough if men
are put there and
they are all those kinds of
stuff
that hay is made of

so they burn all men of hay
and they think that is the right move
for society to survive

laws are made
to ban hay

i look at their fields
i go inside their backyards

there they plant hay
and make breeds of them

there they mold the men of hay
and give them names

when you look at their creations
they never look like hay anymore
never smell like one of them
those that they once
decreed to be burned

when the men of hay that they breed
and give names
are all ready

they introduce them to society
they are now the leaders of their new games

for in truth they love their own men of hay
for they follow orders from them
and give them fame and fortune
and make them believe that they all shall live
in grandeur forever.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Un Amor Special

Tu has sido para m un amor muy especial
Fue la nica vez; una entrega total
Maana no hay sin ti, en m no existe adis
Eres dueo de mi querer, mi amor
No hay cario que pueda existir
(cario que pueda existir)
Que me haga sentir tan feliz (tan feliz)
No hay distancia que lejos de ti
Si me faltas no pueda cubrir
En ti yo encontr un amor muy especial
Yo dara mi vida entera,
Mi vida entera por tenerte aqu
No hay cario que pueda existir
(cario que pueda existir)
Que me haga sentir tan feliz (tan feliz)
No hay distancia que lejos de ti
Si me faltas no pueda cubrir
No hay cario que pueda existir
(cario que pueda existir)
Que me haga sentir tan feliz (tan feliz)
No hay distancia que lejos de ti
Si me faltas no pueda cubrir
No hay cario que pueda existir
(cario que pueda existir)
Que me haga sentir tan feliz (tan feliz)
No hay distancia que lejos de ti
Si me faltas no pueda cubrir

song performed by Gloria Estefan
Added by Lucian Velea
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First Year University Expereinces

I learned why it is not wise to skip class often

I learned that skipping homework in university is not the same as skipping homework in high school

I learned what it feels like to be awake for over 2 days

I learned how to smoke pot from a bong

I learned how to compose an essay the day before it's due

I learned that the Freshman 15 is no joke

I learned how to do laundry

I learned to pretend to be happy

I learned to multitask

I learned to be more sociable

I learned why my parents and teachers warned me about the difficulty of university

I learned that failing is expensive

I learned small things, like freshly washed bed sheets, make me happy
I learned to lie

I learned how expensive alcohol is

I learned what it feels like to be a failure

I type this rant while skipping my business ethics class as I further delay the composition of my psychology term paper

poem by Michelle Cow
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