Txtng U PHers...
IMHO -
& jst FWIW -
u my thnk ths pm a slly 1
or u my brk out in mrth -
bt if u're LOL
thn, at th nd o th dy (ATEOTD)
thts wht it's all abt (TWIAA)
- if u'll prdn my clché...
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Freeways
Pre>oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Ah haaa
On the freeways, freeways
On the freeways, freeways
On the freeways,
On the freeways,
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
American radio in your homes and bars
Its music to my ears in a foreign car
Pop radio stars [abba, roxy, t-rex]
My seatbelts fastened tight, I feel secure
Both hands upon the wheel, my lifes insured
If youre feeling low, drivings the cure
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Oh ah oh oh ah ahhh
Spiralkurve - spiral curve 1)
Hundert kilometer geschwindigkeit - 100 kph speed
Radio m f - radio m f
Pop musik - pop music
Lastwagen vorn - truck in front
Es ist ein uhr - its one oclock
Chromierte stossstange - chromed bumper
Jodscheinwerfer - iodine headlights 2)
Die nacht verschwindet - the night disappears
Ich trete durch - I put the pedal down
Es ist drei uhr - its three oclock
Drehe nach links - making a left turn
Europa 8 - europa 8 3)
Gegen sueden - southbound
Leichter nebel - light fog (light opposite to dense)
Vorn zollstelle - toll station ahead
Schalte zurueck - I retrograde
Niemand da - noone there
Bogenlichter 4) - lights above
Rot und blau - red and blue
Blinkend - blinking
Bin nicht allein - Im not alone
Werde beobachtet - Im observed
Werde belauscht - Im overheard
Eine gerade - a straight lane
Spiralkurve - spiral curve 1)
Ich trete durch - I put the pedal down
Gegen sueden - southbound
Letzte zollstelle vor der ausfahrt - last toll station before the exit
Es ist sechs uhr - it is six oclock
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song performed by Men Without Hats
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When The Sun Goes Down
sun tan toes
ticklin' the sand
cold drink chillin in my right hand
watchn the sleep from the evnin light
restin up for a long long night
(chorus)
cause when ths sun goes down
we'll be grooven
when ths sun goes down
we'll be fellin alright
when ths sun sinks down
over the water
everithing gets hotter
when ths sun goes down
All day long just takin it easy
Layin in the hammock where its nicen breezy
and sleepin off the night before
cause when the sun goes down
well be back for more
(chorus)
This old guitar and my dark sunglasses
This sweet concaution is as sweet as molasses
Nothing to do but breath all day
until the big moon rises and its time to play
(chorus)2x
When the sun goes down
We'll be groovin
When the sun goes down
We'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
everything gets hotter when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down
We'll be groovin
When the sun goes down
We'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
She thinks Krackers sexy when the sun goes down
hmmm
We'll be feelin' alright
When the sun sinks down over the water
Uncle Kennys hotter when the sun goes down
When the sun goes down all we'll be groovin
When the sun goes down hey Uncle Kenny
When the sun goes down over the water
everything gets hotter when the sun goes down
song performed by Kenny Chesney
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yOu gOt eVeRy rEaSoN tO hAtE mE! ! ! !
U have got every reason to hate me...
u must open ur eyes n thn u will to see
hate me for the way i have talked
the way i irritated u when i laughed
i had been the reason to bring u those tear
i wasnt thr fr u whenever u felt fear
hate for the way i made u cry
for those moments when i tried to lie
hate me for the time i was not around
hate me for making those wired sound
hate me for the way i had predicted u
wht happened between us was nthing new
hate me for the way wht i made u feel
I m not the person who brings u zeal
hate me for my being so bad
without any fault i made u feel sad
hate me for being so selfish at time
the way i way i put the phone whn u said fault was mine
hate me for my being so careless
the way i bring everything to mess
hate me for my being every time so late
hate me coz i never cared fr u on that date
hate me for whtever i m
i m surely not the one u call as gem
hate me for whatever reason u want
i w'll give u the reason for haterate u want
poem by VaRuN JaIn
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Pa pa discourse
And now I bet
my stat be swept
by a bitman's cat
lol lol lol lol lol
this institution is
under the protection
of Dr House
direct
my stat on his doormat
dormant sleeping
good I ain't no statis
good they got no situation of
pa pa pa ranoia
'no more no more no more no more'
Note:
Pa pa-Serb. Bye bye
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Crazy Crush! !
Wht a crazy crush
I know u can't b mine
Nor I can b urs
We never mingled the love
But my heart misses a thing
Turning my happiness to mourning
U r on my mind
Drilling my heart away
Wht a crazy crush
U were nevr my ideal
Nor my love
Messd up with u wrongly
Datsy I know the bitter fact
We r not made for each other
But my heart misses a thing
thats a thought of u
Reminding the deep touch to my soul
Messd up wrongly ofcourse
Wht a crazy crush
poem by Somia Race
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If I Can Not Fight With Pen
If I can not fight with pen,
And motivate you to curtail your woes...
And wickedness,
Then by all means...
Proceed with your thieving ways.
If I can not convince...
Then the power of my pen,
Is meaningless!
**LOL**
'Are you serious?
Shakespeare...
We are hoodlums,
Crooks.
Lowlife common thieves.
What makes you believe,
We do not enjoy this?
Now...
What I will recommend,
Is that you step aside before we break your nose.
With a 'Wherefore art thou, knockout! '
You got that? '
Hey...
I just thought I'd try something fresh.
You know...
A different approach?
To do as much as I can,
To aid the end of the cycle of crime.
'Oh yeah?
Well you came close to getting pistol whipped.
Now get out of the way...
With a good 'adieu' and safe passage.'
You sound like you know a little bit about Shakespeare?
'Man,
I've got a Doctorate degree from Harvard.
And you've got a pen to try to convince me,
Times have change!
I know about that.
Now scat...
Unless you want to duel? '
**LOL**
'You with 'pen'?
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Sergeant's Song
WHEN Lawyers strive to heal a breach,
And Parsons practise what they preach;
Then Little Boney he'll pounce down,
And march his men on London town!
Rollicum-rorum, tol-lol-lorum,
Rollicum-rorum, tol-lol-lay!
When Justices hold equal scales,
And Rogues are only found in jails;
Then Little Boney he'll pounce down,
And march his men on London town!
Rollicum-rorum, etc.
When Rich Men find their wealth a curse,
And fill therewith the Poor Man's purse;
Then Little Boney he'll pounce down,
And march his men on London town!
Rollicum-rorum, etc.
When Husbands with their Wives agree,
And Maids won't wed from modesty;
Then Little Boney he'll pounce down,
And march his men on London town!
Rollicum-rorum, tol-lol-lorum,
Rollicum-rorum, tol-lol-lay!
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Rember Me
Rember me Smeday i shal jst b a memory, like d fragnance f d blooming roses under d winter sky, Lke d dew drops tryng 2 quench ur eternal thrust, The unexplord vistas f pain shal spread out bfre u Undr ur heavy eyesI shal live again my evry breath enriching ur very dreams, Rembr me, evn aftr m silent, I shal b immortal sailing in d nectar f ur tears, And when d gentle brezze shal touch ur skin, I knw u shal think f me, For i shal b jst a memory, Deep withn d depths f ur heart, unstble in d edge f ur eyes, Like one dropp f liquid diamond..
poem by Rahul Vasandani
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Pinky, Pinky, what race?
Pinky, Pinky what colour….
We used to play as a child.
As a teen we learnt abt different colours
As an adult we came to know about race
We don’t play pinky pinky, what race? now a days! !
We accepted racism,
We were not surprised,
b’coz by then we were adult,
Started accepting things as it is,
We lost the habit of questioning everything as a child it seems!
In VIBGYOR tell me which colour is predominant, Is it white?
In rainbow which color has got high percentage, Is it white?
How can one discriminate among equals,
We talk abt racism, as an Indian we don’t follow it?
We hunt for white brides for our grooms, I may ask why?
The “foreigner look” still strikes in our mind,
We have built an attitude of inferiority among ourselves,
Chuck out that, come in light.
Don’t be under false notion of black and white.
Ignorance can be overlooked,
But racism under cover must come to book.
We tolerate that’s our guilt,
Stop it and instead shout for it!
(Related with recent attacks on Indian students in Australia)
poem by Tara Chettur
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Shadows of life! ! !
Com stay in shadows of mine
Shadows of life
Sun dawn at beach
Walkig on moon
Shadows of life
Day bright light aftr darkness
Wht can get it to go thru
Nuthng just an insane clip of my life
Shadows of life
Dunt stay in my life
Leave me alone
Thers nuthng I can offer u
excpt disapointmnt
Take it light or ruin it totally unvoid
There's nuthng I can describe
Shadows of life
Nuthing in my hands
Walking on moon
Day bright light aftr darkness
Wht can get it to go thru
Nuthing just a sweet attempt of urs
Shadows of life
poem by Somia Race
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Reefer Head Woman
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky (good lord)
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Well, I gots to drink me two 5:ths of whiskey
Just to get half as high
When the good lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Oh, when the good lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Well, when he was feelin high
Oh, he sure should have been feelin low
Mr perry!
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Lord, I gots to drink me two 5:ths of whiskey
Just to get, just to get, half as high
song performed by Aerosmith
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Stop walking backwards
STOP WALKING BACKWARDS: life it's self can be a journey. (Can I get a Hell to the yeah) lol, but in the process, hold on I need for you to really open up your eyes, and get that wax out if your ears, so you can understand the words that's coming out of my mouth. And that is examples of sight, in your humble beginnings, in your middle was a learn behavior, regardless if it were in your home, or family homes, at school, your church, outside, you have seen a many of things, and been educated by life's best. What? you really want to no, come on and join me on a mental magic carpet ride but were hoping on and off ok don't get to comfortable. Now then I'm glade you asked even if you didn't I'm going to tell you. life had to offer was it's environment. Were you saw the good, the bad, and your addiction to ugly. And the words please don't tell it's our family secret. Wink wink lol And some of us are a mess today because of who said what, who did what, and I should stayed because big mamma survived and she look happy. What ever lol do what's best for you. dysfunction no more, and embrace functional! you feel me yes we can. Clarence of greatness
poem by Clarence Williams
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Thespis: Act I
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
GODS
Jupiter, Aged Diety
Apollo, Aged Diety
Mars, Aged Diety
Diana, Aged Diety
Mercury
THESPIANS
Thespis
Sillimon
TimidonTipseion
Preposteros
Stupidas
Sparkeio n
Nicemis
Pretteia
Daphne
Cymon
ACT I - Ruined Temple on the Summit of Mount Olympus
[Scene--The ruins of the The Temple of the Gods, on summit of
Mount Olympus. Picturesque shattered columns, overgrown with
ivy, etc. R. and L. with entrances to temple (ruined) R. Fallen
columns on the stage. Three broken pillars 2 R.E. At the back of
stage is the approach from the summit of the mountain. This
should be "practicable" to enable large numbers of people to
ascend and descend. In the distance are the summits of adjacent
mountains. At first all this is concealed by a thick fog, which
clears presently. Enter (through fog) Chorus of Stars coming off
duty as fatigued with their night's work]
CHO. Through the night, the constellations,
Have given light from various stations.
When midnight gloom falls on all nations,
We will resume our occupations.
SOLO. Our light, it's true, is not worth mention;
What can we do to gain attention.
When night and noon with vulgar glaring
A great big moon is always flaring.
[During chorus, enter Diana, an elderly goddess. She is carefully
wrapped up in cloaks, shawls, etc. A hood is over her head, a
respirator in her mouth, and galoshes on her feet. During the
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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Every Friday
Every Friday I look like a shit,
Every Friday I look like a shit,
Every Friday I look like a shit,
I loooooooook like a shit.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
But every Monday I am like a horn,
But every Monday I am like a horn,
I aaaaaaaaam like a hoooooooooorn.
I work in the office of intercom,
I work in the office of intercom,
I work in the office of intercom,
Of iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinter cooooooom.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
And every Tuesday I am like a horn,
On Wednesday and Tuesday I am a horn,
I aaaaaaaaaaaam like a hoooooooooooorn.
On every Friday I look like a shit,
My salary is more now a little bit.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
It looks as on Sunday I was born.
On Friday morning I am so glad
That by the evening I’ll look like a fad
Or may be like a dirty pig
Trying the ground to dig, dig, dig.
But…every Monday I am like a horn,
On certain Sunday I was born,
And every Friday I am like a shit.
My life is better........, a little bit.
More or less
It was my sincere confess.
Lol, lol, lol and loooooooool.
On every Friday there is no control.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
March 16th,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Amused By It Too
Underestimating me,
Isn't the worse thing you've ever done.
I think the worse thing you've ever done,
Was to assume...
I was not aware of you doing it.
And assumptions that are not researched,
Can be damaging to those who do it!
Especially when the ones who do this,
Choose consciously to do this for fun...
With attempts to undo what they've done.
But I wouldn't worry about that if I were you.
Since I was amused by it too!
I just hope my sense of humor,
You will come to find as amusing as I do.
With a laughter others interpret as contagious.
'Seriously.
I am sorry what I did ruined your life! '
LOL.
Stop it.
LOL.
Stop it.
You should do stand up comedy.
LOL.
You are too funny!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Life Know You Can Show It Is Liked!
Let life know you know it.
Participate with it as if it is enjoyed.
As if it is accepted...
And you are not annoyed!
Be grateful and say it.
It's okay to pray...
And be thankful!
Every second of each day it stays.
You didn't have to have it.
It didn't have to be given.
Or come your way.
As easily as a bad habit picked...
One many say they are trying to quit!
Let life know you know it!
Introduce yourself!
Become the best of friends!
In the end...
You just may discover,
Taking it for granted
Should not have been a priority!
With demands made it did not understand.
It should have been your main event.
Before you witness it...
Being sent away unfulfilled!
Let life know you know it!
And it will let you know,
You are loved!
And love of life you will feel!
Isn't that what makes your life real?
Let life know you know it.
Let life know you can show that it is liked!
(Dedicated:
To my cousins by the names of
Pertillar ('many')
Branch ('not too many')
Ward ('a bunch')
Countryman ('quite a few')
Vinters ('a handful')
Jackson ('several')
Shepard ('a few')
Proffit ('very few'...lol)
Cicero ('a few')
Langston ('very few')
Brown ('a few')
Wilson ('A few')
Williams ('several')
Freeman...(New York City and New Jersey clans)
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Preacher Can't Spell
this is for you, David Harris (LOL)
Have you ever heard of a preacher
who cannot spell?
never heard? oh, yes, i do..he he
were you able to read his notes for his sermons
and the words just scrambled
and the spelling is bad..oh, bad...
nahhh, i have noticed it..LOL
he went to school to learn
how to read and write
and guess what..spell the words right!
still, he can't spell it, his lips so tight
he seeped all the ink in his pen
he told me, that's why
and the pencil, he bite with all his might
see? what a beautiful sight.
his other excuse why he can't spell
is that his false teeth keep falling out
while typing...hmmmmm
and he cannot catch his teeth
and type straight at the same time.. (ok, , noted..he he)
But we love to hang around with this preachewr (preacher!)
Never mind if we will not be able to spell neither
What is important is the substance of his words
Words to live by, words to ponder why
Just love this Preacher, even if he cannot spell.
He is after all...the name that rings a bell....
Thank you for lafing..ehe..laughing...
at least.i made you smile even for a second..rihyt? LOL
And of course, with permayshoon from the prachry, David Harris.(ssshhh)
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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A special friend of mine
Listening to the soft rain fall from the above skies
made me wonder deep down inside
how all those rain drops are combined
in one cloud tht's very light
as i look up to see the rain
it washed all my pain away
it felt as if rain could enter
your heart and read it from any center
rain comes when needed the most
it clears the cost
as if a ghost...
thts why rain is a very special friend of mine....
poem by Missy Poet
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~ Love A Guided Ministral Missile! Lol! ! ~
~ LOVE A GUIDED MINISTRAL MISSILE! LOL! ! ~
Ms. Nivedita, UK
18.09.09
Ye,
My He ….XY
My analysis on love is …
20% somatic …stales later.
80% psychic …vide infra…
Psychic love a vast esplanade …
Comfortably stroll without being subordinate …
It’s the alchemy of loving many …
Being Secondless with any…
P.S. Love a guided minstrel missile. LOL!
Not to hurt but to soothe Soul! !
Ha Ha Ha
NB XX
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Sense Of Humor For Reece Kay
i laugh so hard about your joke
i'll take the hints
of the sneeze and the orgasms
and the tissue
and some pepper
the woman on the the train with you,
now laugh,
i also laugh with you, yet not knowing me
really
we are miles apart, and you with your
present problems
losing one of your identities
this danny reynolds, you tell me
i do not have they say
this sense of humor,
Loll
Lol,
it is unjust to say the least,
in my country one day
i was admitted to the maternity hospital
on bloated stomach
filled with laughter
they think
i am pregnant.
(ulol!)
oh, lol!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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