I will not refuse to do something that I can do.
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I Refuse
Everythings heaven sent
Thats what you said and went
Inside your fairy glass
Somethin you think will last
And when they crop you like a clown
You got your smile on upside down
B-baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find omebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everythings on a whim
Thats what you said to him
Lyin in wunderlust
Are feelings you never trust
And when they pamper you with ice
I cant believe you dont think twice
Uh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
And everyone makes the play
With nothing left much to say
Theyre all in an endless line
Waiting for equal time
They keep screaming its the truth
And you keep kneelin in the booth
Oh baby I refuse
(I do refuse)
Uh, you can pick or choose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
Oh, I do refuse
(I do refuse)
Oh, you got nothin to lose
(I do refuse)
Find somebody else to use
(find somebody else to use)
(I do refuse)
cause I refuse to come along
I refuse
(I do refuse)
Ah, oo-oo
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song performed by Cars
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Refuse (Song)
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
all the souls are need in a break
going back to home
refusing the symphony
you give
time to refuse(3)
refuse refuse
life not meant to refuse
but refuse death
you refuse life
the stakes are high
id tell the guitar
its time
time to refuse
burning in the blazing heat
i would tell the guitar
its time to refuse
climb the highest tower
you were born a star
the world will know you
born that way
born to be special
yeah yeah yeah
your gonna make it
i know
i know your gonna make it
escape refuse from the paradise
refuse
You dont have to roll the dice
yeah yeah
your gonna make it
refuse! ! !
poem by Raabia Tabassum
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I Refuse to Lament
I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.
I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.
Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.
Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.
I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.
Growing old,
You lament.
As if you're sold,
To lament.
Inviting mold,
To convince to start a pointless argument.
I refuse to lament.
But, you stay glued to sentiments,
With contented reasons meant.
I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
Why shoiuld we be here lamenting,
When lamenting makes no sense.
I have things to lament.
You have things to lament.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Reserve The Right To Refuse Service To You
(kinky friedman, rick goldberg, j. maizel)
While traveling through the lone star state
I lost my lunch before I ate,
It happened in a pull-ahead caf. yahoo!
I felt my bones begin to crunch
I saw my name on the businessmans lunch
And the neck who owned the place stepped up to say:
hey buddy, are you blind,
Say, partner, cant you read the sign ?
We reserve the right to refuse service to you,
Take your business back to walgreens,
Have you tried your local zoo ?
You smell just like a communist,
You come on through just like a jew,
We reserve the right to refuse service to you.
Well, I walked on in to my house of god
Congregation on the nod,
Just chosen folks are doing their weekly thing.
Hear, o israel, yes indeed,
My book was backwards, couldnt read,
But I got a good rise when I heard that rabbi sing,
boruch atoh adonoi,
What the hell are you doing back there, boy ?
We reserve the right to refuse services to you,
Your friends are all on welfare
You call yourself a jew ?
You need your ticket and your tie
To zip your prayers on through,
We reserve the right to refuse services unto you.
Life from laos and cambodia
No more tears tonight they showed ya
The latest old war movies on tv.
You know its bound to escalate
So go and turn on channel eight,
Watch channel seven border channel three.
Well, I wont mind your tanks and jets and jeeps
And speaking on behalf of all my fellow creeps:
We reserve the right to refuse service to you,
Right, face, forward, move
And get the children, too.
Let saigons be bygones,
Dont you blow this world in two.
We reserve the right to refuse service to you.
Well, its just my luck that gods a texan
One big sonbitchin anglo-saxon,
Some crazy tall norwegian bore
Just to help my body shipped air-freight
From texas to the pearly gate
Just ring the bell and leave me at the door.
Ill be somewhere over jordan swinging low,
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song performed by Kinky Friedman
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With No Regrets That Can Take My Breath
Oh...
I am a fighter!
With a decision made long ago,
How it was I will live my life.
On my terms.
Knowing I would have to sacrifice.
I have had no doubts about it.
And will do what I feel is right,
For me.
With a living of my life to be,
My own.
I've turned away from those things I can't use.
I've turned away those things I refuse.
I've turned away from everyday headaches.
I've turned away from anything petty,
To get me fed up and upset.
I've turned away from anything petty.
I've turned away from everyday headaches.
I've turned away those things I refuse.
I've turned away from those things I can't use.
Oh...
I am a fighter!
And will do what I feel is right,
For me.
I've turned away from anything petty.
I've turned away from everyday headaches.
I've turned away those things I refuse.
I've turned away from those things I can't use,
To get me fed up and upset.
Oh...
I am a fighter!
And refuse to be fed up and upset!
Oh I know that I am fighter.
And refuse to be fed up and upset!
I refuse to be fed up and upset,
With regrets that can take my breath.
Oh I know that I am a fighter.
With no regrets that can take my breath,
Away.
With no regrets that can take my breath.
With no regrets that can take my breath,
Away.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refuse!
i refuse
to accept the lie
anymore!
i know, beyond a doubt,
that all people are equal,
regardless of color, gender,
religion, financial status, or
political beliefs!
i refuse to believe
that i am all right,
when someone else
is hungry, homeless, or hurting.
i refuse to believe
that i am not responsible,
for i am most responsible
when i turn away!
i refuse to believe
that one person's success
can come at the expense of another!
i refuse to settle!
i choose life, and life means living...
involved!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Someday, I'll Fly
I refuse to bow down, I refuse to surrender
No matter how hard you push,
I refuse to stay under.
I'll bear the pain and heal my bruise
No matter how hard you try,
I'll take no more abuse.
I won't ever loose, failure I won't face
No matter how hard you play,
I will win with glory and grace.
You leave me nothing but despair to choose
But I refuse to cry and I refuse to die,
I'll break these shackles of your prison,
And someday, I'll fly.
poem by Mayur Marwa
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Maypole Mews
I started a song as I walked down maypole mews
She lives down there
She cant refuse to hearing my song
I started a song as I walked down maypole mews
She lives down there
She cant refuse to hearing my song
Maypole mews , wish I could see her
The memories me and she could share
But Im too shy to wish her good morning
But then I dont mind , shes always there
I started a song as I walked down maypole mews
She lives down there
She cant refuse to hearing my song
One thing I know that I can be sure of
Youre giving me your love , youre just the same
One thing , I know we dont know each other
I look at your window and stand in the rain , so
I started a song as I walked down maypole mews
She lives down there
She cant refuse to hearing my song
I started a song as I walked down maypole mews
She lives down there
She cant refuse to hearing my song
La ........... (fade)
song performed by Bee Gees
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Why WILL The Girls Refuse? - Parody
Why will the girls refuse, mamma,
why will the girls refuse?
For every time one turns me down
I throw a fit of blues.
how can a guy go gad about
with no-one to amuse,
when each proposal meets with frown –
some clues, mamma, your views?
Why can’t they be content, mamma,
when taken out to dine
to Fred’s fine fish and chip bazaar
with water ‘stead of wine, -
it went down well with you and pa
before the parking fine,
so if we walk – no need for car –
why will Miss Prissy whine?
I’m sure I’ve done my best, mamma,
to keep them at my heels,
and yet if ever we’re alone
each wretched creature squeals
should I embrace a funny bone
or wonder what conceals
the iron curtain of a bra
which never one unpeels.
I only weigh five hundred pounds
must wait grow hand in hand
with weight whence maestro singer's sounds
are heard throughout the land?
And why on Earth must out of bounds
my girth appear? I'm grand,
although I cannot ride to hounds -
why won't ONE understand?
I’m only fifty-four, mamma,
I long for one sure fling, -
if plastic painted proper shines
why won’t one wear my ring?
I’ve duly learned my deaf-dumb signs
so studiously to bring
a new dimension to my lines –
each answers sharply, stings.
I try to psycho-analyse
the promises unkept,
I’ve kept my privates undersize
well hidden though I wept.
I’ve tried ignoring petty lies,
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Tower Beyond Tragedy
I
You'd never have thought the Queen was Helen's sister- Troy's
burning-flower from Sparta, the beautiful sea-flower
Cut in clear stone, crowned with the fragrant golden mane, she
the ageless, the uncontaminable-
This Clytemnestra was her sister, low-statured, fierce-lipped, not
dark nor blonde, greenish-gray-eyed,
Sinewed with strength, you saw, under the purple folds of the
queen-cloak, but craftier than queenly,
Standing between the gilded wooden porch-pillars, great steps of
stone above the steep street,
Awaiting the King.
Most of his men were quartered on the town;
he, clanking bronze, with fifty
And certain captives, came to the stair. The Queen's men were
a hundred in the street and a hundred
Lining the ramp, eighty on the great flags of the porch; she
raising her white arms the spear-butts
Thundered on the stone, and the shields clashed; eight shining
clarions
Let fly from the wide window over the entrance the wildbirds of
their metal throats, air-cleaving
Over the King come home. He raised his thick burnt-colored
beard and smiled; then Clytemnestra,
Gathering the robe, setting the golden-sandaled feet carefully,
stone by stone, descended
One half the stair. But one of the captives marred the comeliness
of that embrace with a cry
Gull-shrill, blade-sharp, cutting between the purple cloak and
the bronze plates, then Clytemnestra:
Who was it? The King answered: A piece of our goods out of
the snatch of Asia, a daughter of the king,
So treat her kindly and she may come into her wits again. Eh,
you keep state here my queen.
You've not been the poorer for me.- In heart, in the widowed
chamber, dear, she pale replied, though the slaves
Toiled, the spearmen were faithful. What's her name, the slavegirl's?
AGAMEMNON Come up the stair. They tell me my kinsman's
Lodged himself on you.
CLYTEMNESTRA Your cousin Aegisthus? He was out of refuge,
flits between here and Tiryns.
Dear: the girl's name?
AGAMEMNON Cassandra. We've a hundred or so other
captives; besides two hundred
Rotted in the hulls, they tell odd stories about you and your
guest: eh? no matter: the ships
Ooze pitch and the August road smokes dirt, I smell like an
old shepherd's goatskin, you'll have bath-water?
CLYTEMNESTRA
They're making it hot. Come, my lord. My hands will pour it.
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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Refuse To Be The One With That Title
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be one idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be one idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Looking ahead and keeping one's faith,
With a hold that shows one bridled.
Are the ones who never wait too late...
Until time from them has escaped.
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be...idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Procrastinators are the ones to make mistakes.
And found to be...idle.
As they watch time from them fly right by...
While trying to catch up with slow strides.
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be one idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Picking with an esteem,
A choice not to be...idle.
And not one to be guided by...
A looking with eyes from side to side.
Procrastinators are the ones to make mistakes.
And found to be those idle.
While trying to catch up with slow strides,
As they watch time from them fly right by.
Don't procrastinate and find it's much too late.
Refuse to be the one left idle.
Don't procrastinate and find it's much too late.
Refuse to be the one left idle.
Don't procrastinate and find it's much too late.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To The Accusers
To the accusers,
Who refuse to see...
Life as it is.
One day you will live to regret...
The mess that's left.
Because you allowed it.
To the accusers,
Who refuse to see...
Life as it is.
One day you will live to say,
Why did I see life that way.
Enemies!
You made them.
And gave them...
Reasons,
To act indifferent.
You believe,
Your life...
Is more right.
Inspite the sight,
Of your own degradtions!
To the accusers,
Who refuse to see...
Life as it is.
One day you will live to regret...
The mess that's left.
Because you allowed it.
To the accusers,
Who refuse to see...
Life as it is.
One day you will live to say,
Why did I see life that way.
Enemies!
You made them.
And gave them...
Reasons,
To act indifferent.
You believe,
Your life...
Is more right.
Inspite the sight,
Of your own degradtions!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cyder: Book II
O Harcourt, Whom th' ingenuous Love of Arts
Has carry'd from Thy native Soil, beyond
Th' eternal Alpine Snows, and now detains
In Italy's waste Realms, how long must we
Lament Thy Absence? Whilst in sweet Sojourn
Thou view'st the Reliques of old Rome; or what,
Unrival'd Authors by their Presence, made
For ever venerable, rural Seats,
Tibur, and Tusculum, or Virgil's Urn
Green with immortal Bays, which haply Thou,
Respecting his great Name, dost now approach
With bended Knee, and strow with purple Flow'rs;
Unmindful of Thy Friends, that ill can brook
This long Delay. At length, Dear Youth, return,
Of Wit, and Judgement ripe in blooming Years,
And Britain's Isle with Latian Knowledge grace.
Return, and let Thy Father's Worth excite
Thirst of Preeminence; see! how the Cause
Of Widows, and of Orphans He asserts
With winning Rhetoric, and well argu'd Law!
Mark well His Footsteps, and, like Him, deserve
Thy Prince's Favour, and Thy Country's Love.
Mean while (altho' the Massic Grape delights
Pregnant of racy Juice, and Formian Hills
Temper Thy Cups, yet) wilt not Thou reject
Thy native Liquors: Lo! for Thee my Mill
Now grinds choice Apples, and the British Vats
O'erflow with generous Cyder; far remote
Accept this Labour, nor despise the Muse,
That, passing Lands, and Seas, on Thee attends.
Thus far of Trees: The pleasing Task remains,
To sing of Wines, and Autumn's blest Increase.
Th' Effects of Art are shewn, yet what avails
'Gainst Heav'n? Oft, notwithstanding all thy Care
To help thy Plants, when the small Fruit'ry seems
Exempt from Ills, an oriental Blast
Disastrous flies, soon as the Hind, fatigu'd,
Unyokes his Team; the tender Freight, unskill'd
To bear the hot Disease, distemper'd pines
In the Year's Prime, the deadly Plague annoys
The wide Inclosure; think not vainly now
To treat thy Neighbours with mellifluous Cups,
Thus disappointed: If the former Years
Exhibit no Supplies, alas! thou must,
With tastless Water wash thy droughty Throat.
A thousand Accidents the Farmer's Hopes
Subvert, or checque; uncertain all his Toil,
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Keeping A Confusion Used
They want to stand on a land,
They refuse others to stand on.
They want to stand on a land,
They refuse others to stand on.
They wish to see themselves originators,
But they're not.
They wont acknowledge contributions,
Since they want them dropped and forgotten.
To be remembered in those months,
That come...
With a celebration done,
Keeping a confusion used.
They want to stand on a land,
They refuse others to stand on.
They want to stand on a land,
They refuse others to stand on.
With a celebration done,
Keeping a confusion used.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Refuse To Dance
Got your invitation to the dance
Wear your party dress
Maybe I was just an innocent
But I confess
I never even knew the song
The orchestra was playing
See the cuties in their party clothes
Oh it's getting warm
Off the shoulder cut into the hip
Like a uniform
Did you think I'd want to tow the line
Well now the line is broken
[Chorus]
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
Refuse to dance
You said you're such a pretty thing
You could make a mark
I'll teach you all the steps you'll need
Guide you through the dark
Suddenly I tought I knew the song
The orchestra was playing
[Repeat Chorus]
See how they follow
You say jump. They jump
You say turn. They turn
Look back in sorrow
I won't be there
[Repeat Chorus to fade]
song performed by Celine Dion from The Colour Of My Love
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Slow Burn
I've got a name for a certain quarantine her name is slowburn she makes me feel real mean when i ask why she says i'm caught in a lie she's got a bad disguise i ask a question never got a reaction and caught a glimpse subtle distraction instinctive stomach pain i lie in bed awake again this time its my revenge i wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn I've got a name for someone who shouldnt be in my mind when she's away it seems i can't escape i'm doing time without a place to go i'm lost inside nobody knows the rules will have to bend i wanna be you already beaten me when you are bound i'm free. (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn this has been a process and i'm sorry i had to do you in like this and i cant say how good i feel about it there was so much so much that you stope you took my heart you took my soul but most of all you took my sanity now watch while i asses the situation at hand this had has turned to a fist i wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburni wanna be you already beaten when you are bound i'm free (dying under me) i' like to hold you so close you know i'm there (there is no refuge (rage you cant refuse) slowburn
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Slo-Motion Slam
Bust out with somethin' that you never see
Trip out on a kick called reality
You react, oh so typically
You're wasting my time
Lost in a moment
But something that got lost remains in me
Pray for atonement
To save me from the things that I can't see
You can't refuse what I'm giving
And I ain't gonna take it no more!
Shut it up, or put it up
Please be forgiving
For I've sinned in no one's eyes except for you
What you got is not for me
And everything I got you refuse to see
Adjust to see what is true
I really don't want it
And I really don't need it
And I really don't matter
And I really don't care
Slo-motion slam
Break - from all about
Trip - without a doubt
Move - and then you get it so you gotta be good
Stop - and then you want it 'cause they say that you should
Wait - and then pass it 'cause you ain't got the sound
Go - and then you catch on the second time 'round
And then you get it
'Cause you always got to do what you see
And everybody's always trippin'
On the things they can't be
And no one's ever got a moment
But they're wasting my time
And someone's always looking
For the things you can't find
Slo-motion slam
And when you see it don't ever look away
And everybody's livin' in a
Slo-motion slam
Move on and when you get it
Don't ever set it free
And now you know you're livin' in a
Slo-motion slam
Don't give, don't ever give up
Don't ever give in, never give it away
And now you want to live in a
Slo-motion slam, slo-motion slam it
Lies, what you're living
But I refuse to live your life no more
I ain't gonna go away
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song performed by Infectious Grooves
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Eye Of The Storm
[DADDY X]
Fire It Up.
The next chapter.
(Yup)
Legalize freedom,
Free your mind.
(Forecast says that high winds are blowin.)
Higher consciousness.
(Dark clouds up ahead, we kept rollin.)
You create your own reality.
(Some times you gotta live life knowin.)
Stoney vibrations.
(Your in the eye of the storm.)
Seek Truth
Observe Nature
Educate Yourself
(Refuse to conform.)
Find your real history.
(Deviate from the norm.)
Non-conformity,
Anarchy.
(Refuse to conform.)
Walk your own walk.
Every moment is a gift.
(Forecast says that high winds are blowin.)
Create your own reality.
(Dark clouds up ahead, we kept rollin.)
Live while u live.
(Some times you gotta live life knowin.)
Freedom is a state of mind.
(Your in the eye of the storm.)
Freedom is a state of mind.
(Refuse to conform.)
Non-conformity,
(Deviate from the norm.)
Individuality,
Legalize freedom,
(Refuse to conform.)
Legalize freedom,
Creation,
(Your in the eye of the storm.)
Legalization,
Legalization.
song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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Start Again
Its winter time in the middle of the spring
I cant believe it, loneliness is calling me
And I can hear it
See I never thought Id feel this way
So soon, no...
There is something that I know I have to do
Start again
And this time Ill make it better than before
I start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again, yeah
Other roads, yeah
Oh this time I must be carefu
Lwhen I choose them
See love was for the taking
But I refused it
I never thought
It cut so deep inside me
Oh no...
There is something
That I know I have to do
I start again
And this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again
I cant seem to think
Of nothing better I can do
But start again
And this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again...
Oh this time Ill make it better than before, yeah
Ill start again
For the second time around
Ill do much more, yeah...
Cause I refuse to let life
Ill pick the pieces up
And start again...
song performed by Vanessa Williams
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Refuse to Be Driven to Fits
Grab your destiny.
Prepare to mix a recipe...
With a freeing breeze.
And-don't-let-go.
Know you've got the key.
To fulfill your every need.
Choose your life to be...
One-that-flows.
You alone can plant your crop with joy.
If you want it.
And get on it.
You alone can stop that which annoys.
By distractions coming to sit...
To make you bite your lower lip.
Grab your destiny.
Prepare to mix a recipe...
With a freeing breeze.
And-don't-let-go.
Know you've got the key.
To fulfill your every need.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
You alone can plant your crop with joy.
You alone can stop that which annoys.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
And...
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
If you want it.
Just get on it.
And...
Refuse to be driven to fits.
Know you're tired of this and quit.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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