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School theme 7. A friend in need is a… problem indeed. (A real story) .

- I haven’t done my homework.
- And what?
___________- Can I ask you for
Your exercise-book?
__________________ - But I
Am afraid, you can’t.
___________________- You! My
Best friend! Don’t forget that
A friend in need…
_________________- But I had
To help you after school, and
It took too much time; we went
To play football last night, then
I did nothing.
_____________- How can
You disappoint me?
___________________- What did
You do after our
Match?
________- I had an hour
To watch TV.
_____________- So, you could
Do your homework.
__________________- But my foot
Hurt!
______- Which one hurt? Left or right?
- Right.
_______- Of course, you couldn’t write
With your left foot!
__________________- Jokes aren’t
Wanted here!
______________- Why?
____________________- Make fun
Of me later. What shall we do?
- I think Pen can help me and you.

poem by Konstantin Ananin
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I Haven't Done My Homework!

I haven't done my homework Dad!

(Dad) Well my boy that's very bad!

But Dad my homework book got eaten!

(Dad) Don't lie to me or you'll get a beat'n!

But Dad it's true my book has gone!

(Dad) Now my son you're very wrong!
I saw it on the kitchen table
I do not like your silly fables

But Dad the Dog has eaten it
I saw him eat it, every bit!

(Dad) OK my son I've had it now!
It's homework time, dont want a row!
Ask your mum where it could be
I want it done before your tea!

(Mum) Oh my son you'll never guess
I put it on the floor
and the dog has eaten it
and your homework book's no more!

poem by Alex Skerratt
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Which One Is Left to Experience Regret?

When one has lived without,
What one has never had to live with...
From the beginning!
It becomes difficult to use that as a weapon,
To threaten to keep it denied.

Especially if one never knew,
What it was that was being kept away.

If one has never had what it was to miss...
What good are those threats?
And what is one expecting in return,
For making them?
And which one is left to experience regret?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Have you Really ever understood yourself?

Life is a journey of lessons
But we get lost in recess
on the way
Homework forgotten and neglected
far too much time
spent in play

We became followers and shirkers
Too lazy to put effort in
Where we could have made ourselves
brilliant
We just struggled with no depth within

Religion was made for the lazy
the ones who lost touch long ago
The Bible a book packed with lessons
that most of the world didn't know

A misunderstood work used in error
Wars caused through Man's ignorance
of the word
Left a world struggling in terror
long buried truth never heard

Religion was born out of fears
a lost time with nothing to hold
superstition was ripe and compelling
It caused man to become violent and bold

The truth is that man is but spirit
here on this earth as his school
a place where trial an error
have made religion the work of a fool

Spirit was given a place here
to have faith in a God it can trust
Believing in him is the answer
accepting this fact is a must

We need to get rid of religions
Cults that man now seeks for power
get back to the truth in our system
for this is the time and the hour

We have a mind so amazing
we can be anything that we think
without superstition and religion
our spirit fills with wisdom to the brink

Nothing holds back a true spirit
No religion or cult formed by man
Control by those people not Gods will
Certainly was not part of God's plan

Within us we hold all the power
That was given to us for our own
We just have to think it to receive it
The power of this not well known

Man may never learn his lessons
and have to return over again
but during the time of his schooling
he will have to start using his brain.

poem by Janice M Pickett
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No One Is Left to Please You Like That

It's too late to have explanations,
Bared and on the table.
That was done when you said you had no appetite.
But I watched you reach for dessert.
And you had no problem...
Feeding yourself with sweets.

And now you wish for a dish of reality?
Small enough...
So you can pucker up and peck,
For the taste of it to please!

This is not off a menu to be requested.
Or is there anyone here,
Waiting for you to digest it!
This is it as it is...
Whether or not you accept it that way.

And scratched is the soft music,
With a candelabra displayed.
And the candles were plastic.
Not waxed as you requested for your charade...
You wished to parade with serenade.

No one is left to please you like that.
Not here!
Only truth is served.
Deserving of it or not.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Friend in need is a friend indeed

Poem Title: A Friend in need is a friend in deed.
Acrostic Poem 166c

A friend in need is a friend indeed.

Friends will always you admire and appreciate your amicable tone
Rare quality? No, not within the world of this Poet. Not rare.
Image of a lively boom companion, reliable and affectionate
Ego masseuse, friend to friend without the need for reward.
Normally you make friends before you ever need them, I have found.
Devoted? Well I would go so far as to say devoted to any friends I have.

In love with my friends? I will love without condition, keeping platonic, true to my vows.
Normally seen always as a “Hail Fellow. Well met” kind of Guy.

Never just a crony or a sidekick, friendship means much more to me than that.
Expansive, convivial, jovial and always one to enjoy the company of others.
Exuberant, effervescent friends may tend to wear you out, but you need to laugh out loud.
Deeds need to be done, going both ways, left right and centre. Better to give than take.

In sickness and in health a friend or life partner may not always be able to contribute.
Sickness is all part of the true friendship test... The Good not worth a dime without the Bad.

A Friend in need is of course a Friend ... Indeed....In deeds too numerous to bring to account.

Facial gushing praise is never sought from friend to friend as being ever necessary.
Reconciled and restored by much of what remains unsaid. Polished by honeyed phrase.
In the geniality of the moment, you can be lifted by just as simple word as “ Friend”
Entente Cordial, an amusing nectar. Drink the health of all the Friends you have ever known.
Need is a prerequisite of all of us, if you are not in need of a friend then I pity you.
Do you enjoy your Life living as an Egocentric? No I never thought you ever would!

In true friendship you can be brought out of the clouds and firmly placed upon the earth.
Naturally and without pain. With the request “ What can I do for you my Friend. “ Tell me true.
Desire all you like in this materialistic World. But an unconditional Friendship is so Golden.
Ever Uncle -like as Avuncular. Or Debonair as two new lovers bonding at first sight.
Ebullient and Effervescent take the Tonic of a life partner and a friend and roll it into one.
Deeds sometimes speak as loud as actions, and like a picture, will paint a thousand words!
.

Acrostic poem written … 27th March 2010 to 28th March 2010

poem by Philip Winchester
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Last night you left me and slept

Last night you left me and slept
your own deep sleep. Tonight you turn
and turn. I say,
'You and I will be together
till the universe dissolves.'
You mumble back things you thought of
when you were drunk.

poem by Rumi
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Which One, If You Chose, Would Be Your Preference?

You've allowed your discomfort,
To excuse outside irritations.
You've invited inside your mind.
And now you find yourself without time,
To detach it from your back!
With a seeking done to be understood.

I understand you perfectly!
You are one of the many,
Who decided to quiet your lips.
And not be part of the conflict that exists.

Now you discover there is no way to resist it.
And you wish to unite those who have similar interests,
In ridding yourselves of what had been taken for granted.
Where will you begin?
With the disciplining of your own children?
Or more frequent prison visits!

Which one,
If you chose...
Would be your preference?
Or would you stay in masquerade,
To save the investment made in charading!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Been Thinking Too Much Of You

Starting to rust, where your arms used to hold me
Untill you corrupt me,
to forget by dying,
(for the ink i've used for your name
is not erasable)
The broken man,
that couldn't go back, in the arms of no one
or in the arms of another
is still here, where you left him
thinking too much, and waiting for the world to stop
and sleep.
They're not sleeping enough, I think
they don't dream you as I dream you.
I belive you, when you say: I love you,
but you don't say it anymore,
And I feel prepared to die
but it's not enough to live without you.
I swear god, as I show him the finger
I hate him, for this world of stupid people.
I think too much of you,
because I love too much of you,
five years, more or less
somehow feels like a month
and not a night spent together, until it's end.
It's not gonna be a happy ending after all.

poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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Help Me Find A Way To Your Heart

Another day and Im spending
Time alone
I called you place and there was
No one home
Ive been laying low but im
Thinking of you
Out there by yourself trying to find
Something new
Girl I thought what we had was so
Good that Id never hear you say no
And for all that is worth, I cant
Think about ever letting go
But Im lost for the words that i
Need to get over the way I feel
I cant do it by myself
Girl I really need you her
Help me find a way to our heart
Help me find my way, I cant see
In the dark
Tell me if Ive drifted too far
Am I warm? am I cold?
Tell me now, let me know
Baby where we are
Ive asked myself a thousand times
Or more
Girl, if we dont communicate then
What is loving for?
cos I thought what we had was
So good that Id never hear you
Say why
I cant do it by myself
Girl weve really got to try
Help me find a way to our heart
Help me find my way, I cant see
In the dark
Tell me if Ive drifted too far
Am I warm? am I cold?
Tell me now, let me know
Baby where we are
Too much time too much confusion
Love wont let me be
Take a little time and show you care
For me
Baby tell me what to say
cos I cant live my life this way
Show me where your feelings start
Show me sweet baby the way
To your heart

song performed by Hall & Oates
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Mercy, my lady! One thing I ask you,

‘Mercy, my lady! One thing I ask you,
As God may bless you, answer me fairly:
When you are dead, and I – for it’s true
After you there can be no life for me –
What of Love, without our company?
For there’s such wisdom and worth in you
And I love so: after us, He’ll not be.’

‘Before God, Thibaut, I judge it true
No one’s death ever killed Love. I see
You mean perhaps to mock me too,
Since you don’t seem wasted much to me.
When we’re dead (Long may our lives be!)
I’m sure Love will suffer a pang or two,
But Love’s worth holds for eternity.’

‘Lady, you mustn’t merely imagine
But know in your heart I love you deeply.
That is why I have put on flesh again,
This joy makes me love myself more dearly:
For God never made a creature so lovely
As you, but it makes me fear that when
We die it will end all Love completely.’

‘Thibaut, silence! No one should begin
A discussion developed so foolishly.
It’s only your means of softening
My heart, when you’ve already beguiled me.
I don’t say I hate you, certainly,
But if Love’s fate’s left for me to sing,
He would still be served honourably.’

‘Lady God grant that you judge aright
And see the ills that you make me suffer:
Since I well know, that if die I might,
Whatever the judgement Love will wither,
If you, Lady, don’t keep him together,
In the place he has always occupied:
To your wisdom aspires no other.’

‘Thibaut, if Love is making you suffer,
For me, don’t regret it, if I love ever,
Mine is a heart that will fail you never.’

poem by Thibaut de Champagne
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Blue and You

It was Panama
And blue butterflies
Significant as Blue Velvet
Blue as the sea's surrounding it
Blue as your eye's
With glimmer's of surprise
Dancing with your smile
Near to Panama's quarter mile
You could have won me over
I was vunerable
And open
Empty arms
Just waiting
Your charms
Mixed signals
Sent
Too much time
Spent
Wondering?
Flirtation or imagination?
I'll never know
But Blue Butterflies do exist
In Panama's
Color tipped show

poem by Theodora Onken
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You Can Not Tell This By My Appearance

'Are you mad? '

Of course!

'Good!
I was so afraid,
I'd be the only one.
Here.
Use this.'

What am I going to need the tape for?

'Your smile.
Smile...
Then tape it!
We will never escape...
If anyone should detect,
You are not happy...
And not going along with the BS.

You will be reported to the authorities.

Use the tape quickly.
There's not too much time,
To find others.

We must find them.
Then we must go underground...
To share our happiness and reality.'

Seriously...
I am quite mad.
Pissed to high heaven.

'That's fine.
You can not tell this by my appearance...
But I am outraged! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Much Of You

What Can I say
You got me good
Swallow me up,
Spit me out
Like you should
What can I do,
But play the game
And wait around
for you to come,
you never do.
So I save for this
Keep Imagining a
different way.
[CHORUS]
Coz, I love it in the mornin
Its like a new day comin
Every time baby,
Too Much of you
is not enough
I want it in the evening
You give it all new meaning
And I cant lie (baby)
Too Much of you is not enough
Too Much of you is not enough.
I catch my breath
And it again
You swirl around,
In my head
and to the ground.
Your everything
I need in me
The doctor says
All these wasted things
Cant keep myself away
from me
[CHORUS]
na na na na, na na na na na na
Hey
na na na na, na na na na na na
[CHORUS X2]
Too Much of you is not enough
Too Much of you is not enough.

song performed by Kelly Osbourne
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Your Mistake

Hello again
I guess you're in trouble
You pretend that nothing's wrong
You call me up
When you've got a problem
Silence when the problems gone
You think I'm so easy
But you're never further from the truth
Every time it rings
I know it's you
There's nothing left to say
This torch has burned away
You took too long I could not wait
I do believe there's nothing left to say
All your life
So much attention
A camera flash and you turn your head
I'll tell you now
Would it make any difference
You never listened to a word I said
Always there when you need me
But you're never here when I need you
I can't be your friend
'cos I want to be your fool
There's nothing left to say
This ship has long since sailed away
I picked up my pride and I'm on my way
I believe there's nothing left to say
Except - It's your mistake
It's your mistake

song performed by Johnny Hates Jazz
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Perhaps, I Expect Too Much From You....and So Here I Am Feeling So Disgusted

words flowed
like some reunited letters lately

the concepts come out
from the mind

still like words, syllables conjoining
there are no images still

i wait, i am waiting, i keep on waiting
like a commuter of a train

perhaps i have expected too much from
you
something graphic
like sun rising from a hill
in the full majesty of its
inborn light

after i have read
everything that you have written for years
following each like
the running ticking seconds
of the hour

i feel so disgusted

stalks without flowers
ladies stuffed like mummies

mountains bald deprived of the
green and yellows

there is a world without
sky and sun and sea and dolphins

a patch of light without
a hue

i want to see those prisms
refractions

interactions of colors inside
the depths of
our souls

perhaps i have expected too much from you
and so i am disgusted

give me your world
i will scatter it with stars tonight.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Full Of You

Cardboard boxes on the floor
They contain memories and so much more
Black and white photographs
Faded now but I remember how we laughed
Theres nothing left for me to do
Ive an empty house, full of you
Pour myself a glass of wine
Let it breathe but I dont give it too much time
Take another and set it down
I kid myself theres nobody else around
Theres nothing left for me to do
Ive an empty glass, full of you
But let me tell you baby
I cant fight the feeling
I never stopped believing
You were coming back to me
I hear footsteps by the door
Could it be theres nothing else that I want more
There you stand in front of me
I see your face my heart has wings you set me free
Theres nothing left for me to do
Now my empty heart, is full of you
But let me tell you baby
I cant fight the feeling
I never stopped believing
You were coming back to me
Let me tell you darling
Never did I doubt you
I cant live without you
Its so good youre back with me

song performed by Rick Astley
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Miss You

By eric clapton, greg phillinganes and bobby columby
Dont change your mind,
I aint got the time to sit and wonder.
Im doing fine.
If you decide to leave, I wont go under.
You know Ive come this far without you;
It wont be too hard to be alone.
Ive got choices all around me,
So I wont be spending too much time at home.
Girl, Im gonna miss you.
Im gonna miss you, baby.
I cant forgive you,
Instead Im gonna miss you, baby.
No, dont say a word.
I already heard that you dont love me.
In your state of mind,
I dont need to hear your side of the story.
Your friends all said we had a future
And I dont think I really want to know.
My friends keep telling me to lose you
And how glad theyll be when you decide to go.
Chorus
I broke my back to make you happy.
Sometime, somehow, someones got to care.
If you think youre better off without me,
Just remember, its a dirty world out there.
Chorus
Im gonna miss the ground you walk on,
Gonna miss the air you breathe.
Im just not quite happy, baby,
bout your crazy plans to leave.

song performed by Eric Clapton
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All I Need Was You

Outside the church bells toll
For this wasteland we call home
There's nowhere left to hide or run to

Daddy drank real hard late at night
He'd say without love life's a long fight
l promised I'd win one fight for him babe

The storm outside is raging
I close my eyes l think about you babe
There's got to be something left worth saving
We've wasted too much time

I played the fool I played the soldier
But my struggling days are over
I wanted everything
When all l needed was you babe

l didn't understand I was just a young boy
All I wanted was the rich man's play toys
I didn't really care how I got there baby

Now I've seen a thousand dreams die
In the oil fields in the coal mines
No need to wonder why
nobody's satisfied lately

The storm outside is raging
I close my eyes l think about you babe
There's got to be something left worth saving
We've wasted too much time

I played the fool I played the soldier
But my struggling days are over
I wanted everything
When all l needed was you babe

song performed by Bon Jovi
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You Cost Me Too Much

I could fall asleep for you my girl but it's not enough
And the scenes of your last visit lie buried in the dust
If i don't fall in love with you my girl, please understand
I'll go find another county and leave it in the end
I've seen forty-seven pictures all with you upon the face
From the noise i'm making running is a secondary pace
From the scenes of your last visit i still feel it where we touched
Where you cost me too much
Oh the time i spent with you my girl was all in vain
Waiting out the rapids we can't escape the pain
If i fall in love with you my girl it'll never end
And the sky will likely open raining holocaust and zen
On the west side of the forest on a highway in the sun
Stands a pointless individual who knows his time has come
Though i know it's nothing funny
I'm still howling like a lush
'cause you cost me too much
It's the same in here
Nothing's changed yet my dear
Oh if i had known to know you well
Lock us up in a sinners hell for days
If i don't fall in love with you my girl, please understand
I'll go find another city and leave it in the end
If i run away with you my girl please try to see
I'll do all i can to please you
But i don't expect you'll be
On the highest roof around me where i'm feeling pretty dumb
I scan on the horizon for the other dumbshits as they come
I'm' growing older faster
Still howling like a lush
'cause you cost me too much

song performed by Gin Blossoms
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“Mathew” 6: 9-13

“our father in heaven”
(ode to the man who has children,
sitting around in an imaginary
place envied by other members
of the brainwashed)

“hallowed be your name”
(the sheep that baaaaa in unison
believe that there is a sound made
by all the simultaneous crying in
desperation which has then been
construed as a “name” then given
to the imaginary listener in said
imaginary place)

“your kingdom come”
(evidently, this wondrous trailer
park in the sky is something that is
supposed to be open to anyone sad
enough to submit their will to the pool
of simultaneous sheep baaaaa ing away
at the wall in hopes that the imaginary
listener in this imaginary place will
say something back)

“your will be done”
(those committed to baaaaa ing & to the
spread of this act of yelling to the sky in
hopes that said imaginary listener in said
imaginary trailer park will say something
back, wrote a lot of their babbling fiction
down & apparently there is where the aspiring
brainwashed can find the how to manual
for walking on four legs, growing a thick
coat of bustling hair & chewing grass)

“on earth as it is in heaven”
(and once you drink the kool aid, there is
no going back according to the sheep
gazing at the stars, baaaaa ing in unison
hoping for the trailer park in the sky
where they can continue to baaaaa
together, grow their coats together &
chew grass together obliviously)

“give us this day our daily bread”
(baaaaa ing loud enough at the sky is
supposed to bring 3 square meals back to
the sheep who have done so, because
after having created an imaginary listener
in an imaginary trailer park (there for the
explicit console of the private grievances of
said sheep baaaaa ing) , it is felt that not
only will it act as a sort of armchair
psychologist, but it will also provide
sustenance when said sheep cannot or
will not get it for themselves)

“and forgive us our debts”
(not only does a sheep get 3 squares a day
but it is also believed that if one begs the
sky enough, one’s problems will just
wash away this is to be the subsequent
consequence of ALL humans following
suit & getting down on four legs, growing
their thick coats & chewing grass)

“as we forgive our debtors”
(as the sheep thinking that their problems
are solved by an imaginary listener in
an imaginary trailer park in the sky
so do the sheep continue grazing with a
sort of “live and let live” mentality
until they are picked off by hunters)

“and do not lead us into temptation”
(so, the same imaginary listener who resides
in that imaginary trailer park, who seemed
to be the one that all the sheep were
comfortably baaaaa ing to, now is
something to be feared as well? perhaps
that which one feels the need to submit
the whole of their will to is the same
corrupted core inside that would come up
with such a ridiculous hoax to begin with
as found in the schizophrenic comment
here in the command to oneself (a baaaaa
into the mirror, if you will)

“but deliver us from the evil one”
(the EVIL ONE? is not the concept of
evil just that which goes against the
simultaneous baaaaa of the herd in the
grassy field? was not the GOOD ONE
just told in the last line to “not lead us
into temptation, ” thereby being the only
“one” which can do so? make sure when
getting the ladle of kool aid dumped into
your dixie cup, that you ask if said
dumper is EVIL or GOOD certainly at
that point it will make all the difference in
the world)

“for yours is the kingdom and the power
and the glory forever”
(there is no other imaginary listener, whose
two-faced multiple personalities, residing in
an imaginary trailer park in the sky, handing
out its ladles of kool aid, whose overwhelming
passion could be heard any louder than that
which dwells within the very heads of the
already brainwashed sheep baaaaa-ing out
the rest of their days, dissatisfied with the
actual physical world around them &
waiting for the end of what they deem as
a great big thorn in their side-that is,
the rest of us who are not convinced, and
who are not baaaaa ing with the rest of
em’)

“amen”
(right there, in a nutshell, the whole lie
itself was conjured up by “a man, ” or
a few men all who had way too much
time on their hands & a rather limited
imagination) .

poem by Andrew Delapruch
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