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I'm more optimistic about cycling right now than I've ever been.

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Chasing Pessimists Away

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
Carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.

Those who look for troubles got them carried in a bag,
'Cause...
They would rather carry all their troubles that they've had.
And carrying their troubles seeking more of them to nab.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
Being optimistic is a feeling that could last.
And being optimistic makes those pessimists mad.
And chasing pessimists away should make somebody glad.

Pessimists would say that optimism is a gag,
But...
Being optimistic is a good thing to have.
And being optimistic is much better than the bad.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.
Being optimistic makes a better day had.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Optimistic in Disguise

I don't see the world so bright
I don't dream the hope so high
Indifference is just too much
I'm optimistic in disguise

I loose my mind to fight
They never care I was so right
Stubbornness is just too hard
I'm optimistic in disguise

I don't need so shiny light
Your pride is no use in night
Loneliness is just too sharp
I'm optimistic in disguise

Your words hum like bees
Poison me to be not me
Narrow-mindedness is just too tight
I'm optimistic in disguise

Take your game and leave me might
Have no mercy to give a sight
The blood is just too cold
I'm optimistic in disguise

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Let the message go out - a new generation has taken charge of Labour which is optimistic about our country, optimistic about our world, optimistic about the power of politics. We are optimistic and together we will change Britain.

quote by Ed Miliband
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Optimistic Suicide

Her screams are that of a,
Harmonious disaster,
Caged in a,
Rubberband prison.
Her melancholy intentions,
Lead to a freezer burn.
Shes anxious for an encore,
Shes anxious for her turn.
She's all tripped up,
And her heart's skippin' beats.
She's feelin' this groove,
Yeah she's feelin' the heat.
Rev up that rhythm,
She's gotta have her,
Optimistic Suicide.
Shes wallowing in her pitty,
Shes dabbling in her pride.
It rattles to the bone,
Like a deathly rose.
But that's how suicide goes.
And why, well no one knows.
Maybe she'll go up,
Maybe she'll come down.
Optimistic Suicide,
Calms the hallow sound.
Her intentions do morph,
She's turned from inside out.
Now shes lingering in doubt.
She screams,
'Please let me die,
My optimistic suicide! '
She cries and cries,
Why wait for these lies.
There's no other way,
But to die with a smile.
And her optimistic suicide,
Did certainly beguile.
Now she is dead,
With a smile in her grave.
Beguile suicide did,
But it also did save.

poem by Luna Moon
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Mulga Bill's Bicycle

'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that caught the cycling craze;
He turned away the good old horse that served him many days;
He dressed himself in cycling clothes, resplendent to be seen;
He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine;
And as he wheeled it through the door, with air of lordly pride,
The grinning shop assistant said, "Excuse me, can you ride?"
"See here, young man," said Mulga Bill, "from Walgett to the sea,
From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh, there's none can ride like me.
I'm good all round at everything, as everybody knows,
Although I'm not the one to talk - I hate a man that blows.
But riding is my special gift, my chiefest, sole delight;
Just ask a wild duck can it swim, a wildcat can it fight.
There's nothing clothed in hair or hide, or built of flesh or steel,
There's nothing walks or jumps, or runs, on axle, hoof, or wheel,
But what I'll sit, while hide will hold and girths and straps are tight:
I'll ride this here two-wheeled concern right straight away at sight."

'Twas Mulga Bill, from Eaglehawk, that sought his own abode,
That perched above the Dead Man's Creek, beside the mountain road.
He turned the cycle down the hill and mounted for the fray,
But ere he'd gone a dozen yards it bolted clean away.
It left the track, and through the trees, just like a silver streak,
It whistled down the awful slope towards the Dead Man's Creek.

It shaved a stump by half an inch, it dodged a big white-box:
The very wallaroos in fright went scrambling up the rocks,
The wombats hiding in their caves dug deeper underground,
As Mulga Bill, as white as chalk, sat tight to every bound.
It struck a stone and gave a spring that cleared a fallen tree,
It raced beside a precipice as close as close could be;
And then as Mulga Bill let out one last despairing shriek
It made a leap of twenty feet into the Dead Man's Creek.

'Twas Mulga Bill from Eaglehawk, that slowly swam ashore:
He said, "I've had some narrer shaves and lively rides before;
I've rode a wild bull round a yard to win a five-pound bet,
But this was the most awful ride that I've encountered yet.
I'll give that two-wheeled outlaw best; It's shaken all my nerve
To feel it whistle through the air and plunge and buck and swerve.
It's safe at rest in Dead Man's Creek, we'll leave it lying still;
A horse's back is good enough henceforth for Mulga Bill."

A.B. (Banjo) Paterson

poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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Surroundings-33

Cycling Maids-quatrain-six worded each line

So are the changed maids too.
No more unkempt and clothed creased
But fast cycling in national costume
Chudidhar-maids like A-one professionals

poem by Indira Renganathan
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Surroundings-38

Cycling Tea

Season at peak
Cycling with tea
Sleepy street
Longing stimulated
Wakened morning
Posing with cups
Tasting hearts
Steaming brisk
Invoked minds
Ready for work

poem by Indira Renganathan
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There are no optimistic or pessimistic personalities. There are only single, individual choices for optimistic or pessimistic thoughts.

quote by Steve Chandler
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It's really an optimistic show. I think most of the people in this country are optimistic, too.

quote by Charles Osgood
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We are optimistic, but we are optimistic in a cautious fashion.

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Break Free! - Have a Ball!

Time to break free, one's cup of tea may not be to all taste,
past history's stale news, let be, haste, challenge chased, no waste!
Song bird of time migrates, sublime rewarding melody,
wide wings unfurl, from spiral twirl, soar to true rhapsody.

Time to escape, dropp nightshade drape, spring sprightly sings fresh air,
shed strings, red tape of every shape, fresh future fair prepare.
Shift key, click mouse, write waltz like Strauss, carouse in harmony,
drown frowns, don't grouse laze louse round house, spurn tale_spin gravity.

Discard hard times, from prose to rhymes switch life that pain shrugs off,
see light, delight quite free from fright, breathe out and fight rough cough!
Ignore moods poor, pain reign's downpour, sore thumb, fools dumb who bore,
far more expect, hope's scope elect, reject despond's dark core!

Time to rebound, life’s boat aground goodbye waves tidal waves,
from hurts that hound heart thought strung, bound, a clear approach now braves
life’s slings and arrows, narrow minds, discovers empathy,
that brings marshmallows, wide wings hallows, sheds self-sympathy.

From sleepy head, depressed in bed, leap up, cheered frame of mind,
misfortune's sped away, ahead, lies joy; leave lies behind.
Dread, pain vain bled, is shed instead success unbolts faults’ door,
so have a ball, reverse free fall, displace dark doubts with SURE!

Don't hedge your bets, glad sad regrets turns topsy-turvy soon,
don't sit on fence in self defence, self-confidence is boon.
Let inner fire inspire desire, suspicions set at rest,
all you require, adore, admire, won't cloy, - enjoy with zest.

From vain complain move on again, see sea’s brimfull of fish,
go take your pick as lips you lick so wickedly delish.
Look sharp! Don't carp, distress or mess up opportunities
chance offers all, go have a ball, refreshed prioritease!

If once distraught in heart or thought, trust must fuss dust displace,
move on to more - unseen before - let better bad replace.
From inner trial advance and smile, past tears, fears fast forgot,
prick cloudy pall, go have a ball and call each shot!

Hope's heart's at ease when spirit frees harp's soul from sharks, sharp spears,
DO as YOU please and by degrees all darkness disappears,
bread butters fly, sun spo[r]ts in sky, relearn to laugh a lot,
keep on the ball, leap each grey wall – bold, spurning blow cold, hot!

Link one to one, new tale begun, soon shadow shades dissolve,
don’t stumble, run! don’t cry, have fun! hands on luck’s clock revolve.
mosquito bite quite fly-by-night seems past controversy
compared to light solutions bright that crush adversity.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Always Be Optimistic.

Always be optimistic.
ALWAYS.

It's not the shell but the nut,
That nourishes.
But then again...
There will be those who spend,
Too much time complaining...
About the strain of the cracking.
Deciding there is nothing more than that.

And not examine,
How the foundation was created.
Or what it took,
From nothing to be made.
Since for them...
Strength relys on outside appearances.
Leading many to accept expectations of failure.
If not already precast in concrete.

Always be optimistic.
ALWAYS.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In This Existence

A consistency of a love wanted and missed,
Seems as I age with desire for it...
To grow distant from my wishes.

I thought I had been in its midst,
On more than just one occasion.
But as misunderstandings go...
So did my feelings,
For a long lasting relationship.
Since this was not on someone else's list.
Someone I believed matched perfectly my wish.

A consistency of a love wanted and missed,
Seems as I age with desire for it...
To grow distant from my wishes.
But I'm hoping on my journey I will know,
What the having of true love means...
With a sharing it to grow.

I thought I had been in its midst,
On more than just one occasion.
But as misunderstandings go...
So did my feelings,
For a long lasting relationship.
This was not on someone else's list.
I learned to release with a letting go of it.

Although...
I am forever the optimist.
I'm hoping on my journey I will know,
What the having of true love means...
With a sharing it to grow,
In this existence.

That is my wish,
In this existence.
A consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.

In this existence,
I remain optimistic...
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.

That is my wish,
In this existence.
For a consistency of a love,
Wanted and not to miss.

In this existence,

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There are so many people who have died of cycling, and that didn't happen when I was racing.

quote by Greg LeMond
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I think racing and riding are two different elements of cycling. You either want to or not depending on what you want to get out of it.

quote by Mark-Paul Gosselaar
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Sooner or later a rider will emerge who will win more Tours. In every sport we have seen how the records eventually get broken and cycling is no exception.

quote by Miguel Indurain
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I've had so many experiences in cycling, but in some ways I have nothing left to prove. I have achieved more than I could have dreamed of, I've raced a lot longer than I thought I would. I know I can still be better, but I just don't know if I love it enough any more.

quote by Clara Hughes
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Illegal drug use runs contrary to the image of health depicted by cycling. Distributors of these drugs must be prosecuted more harshly as they are ciminals.

quote by Bernard Hinault
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I have been on the same dose of anti-depressants for 15 years, and my nerves still go up and down in cycles; but my nerves are cycling at a lower level than they were before.

quote by Temple Grandin
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New York City

Standing on the corner
Just me and yoko ono
We was waiting for jerry to land
Up come a man with a guitar in his hand
Singing, have a marijuana if you can
His name was david peel
And we found that he was real
He sang, the pope smokes dope every day
Up come a policeman shoved us up the street
Singing, power to the people today!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Well down to maxs kansas city
Got down the nitty gritty
With the elephants memory band
Laid something down
As the news spread around
About the plastic ono elephants memory band!
And we played some funky boogie
And laid some tutti frutti
Singing, long tall sallys a man.
Up come a preacherman trying to be a teacher
Singing, gods a red herring in drag!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
Well we did the staten island ferry
Making movies for the telly
Played the fillmore and apollo for freedom
Tried to shake our image
Just a cycling through the village
But found that we had left it back in london
Well nobody came to bug us
Hustle us or shove us
So we decided to make it our home
If the man wants to shove us out
We gonna jump and shout
The statue of liberty said, come!
New york city...new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?
New york city...back in new york city...new york city
Que pasa, new york?
Que pasa, new york?

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