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Mama's Legacy

-- * MAMA'S LEGACY * --

When I was just a little girl
I lay in Mama's bed
To listen to the fairy tales
From the little books she read.

Of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Cinderella and her Prince
Of Rumplestiltskin-Puss 'N Boots
And Aladdin and his tents.

I couldn't get enough of them
I'd ask her every night
But sleep would always conquer me
No matter how I'd fight.

I'd recite the words along with her
I knew them all by heart
She'd read to me from anything

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poem by Carolyn Ford Witt
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Jesse James

Jesse James was a lad who killed many a man.
He robbed the Glendale train.
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor,
He’d a hand and a heart and a brain.

Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life,
Three children, they were brave,
But that dirty little coward that shot Mister Howard,
Has laid Jesse James in his grave.

It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward,
I wonder how he does feel,
For he ate of Jesse’s bread and he slept in Jesse’s bed,
Then he laid Jesse James in his grave.

Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor,
He’d never see a man suffer pain,
And with his brother Frank he robbed the Chicago bank,
And stopped the Glendale train.

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poem by Anonymous Americas
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The Last Word

Before the April night was late
A rider came to the castle gate;
A rider breathing human breath,
But the words he spoke were the words of Death.

'Greet you well from the King our lord,
He marches hot for the eastward ford;
Living or dying, all or one,
Ye must keep the ford till the race be run.

Sir Alain rose with lips that smiled,
He kissed his wife, he kissed his child:
Before the April night was late
Sir Alain rode from the castle gate.

He called his men-at-arms by name,
But one there was uncalled that came:
He bade his troop behind him ride,
But there was one that rode beside.

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poem by Sir Henry Newbolt
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The Night Game

Some of us believe
We would have conceived romantic
Love out of our own passions
With no precedents,
Without songs and poetry--
Or have invented poetry and music
As a comb of cells for the honey.

Shaped by ignorance,
A succession of new worlds,
Congruities improvised by
Immigrants or children.

I once thought most people were Italian,
Jewish or Colored.
To be white and called
Something like Ed Ford
Seemed aristocratic,
A rare distinction.

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poem by Robert Pinsky
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Ang Karomata Ni Papa

ang iyang mga igsoon (i mean akong mga uyoan)
nakapalit ng ug Ford Fiera ug Hilux nga pick-up apan makapungot sad ni si
papa
permanente ug faithful sa iyang
karomata
ang ligid kahoy nga yakal, gihapnigan sa puthaw ug ang iyang padanlog
aron kini modagan nga kusog kusog
grasa sa baka nga among gipatay sa pista,

makaibog ang akong mga ig-agaw piknik mi sa beach sakay sila sa ilang
Ford Fiera ug ang uban dagkong katawa nga dili nimo maklaro kay silaw
baya ang bag-ong pintal sa ilang mga
wheels, samtang kami, sakay pa gihapon sa karomata guyod sa kabaw
nga nabasa ug nanimahong lapok sa basakan, ug ang among dala
binakid nga humay, sako sa kopra, binulig nga saging gikan sa among
uma,
ihapit sa balay, (i dropp lang kay naa pay laing lakaw) ug si papa moingon
nga

pag-una lang mo sa beach kay mosunod ra mi

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Don't Scare Me None

Written by: Larry Crane
Performed by: John Mellencamp
Well, it don't scare me none,
I've been there before,
Sideswiped an old Oak tree
In a rusted-out old Ford.
Shot at guys who were shootin' back
In the Second World War,
And it don't scare me none
I've been there before.
Well I fell in love with a woman
Who did not love me back,
Bare-handled rattle snakes
And threw 'em in a sack,
Honkey tonked with strangers
Who were eating broken glass,
Well, it don't scare me none
'Cause I'll be comin' back.
I take from my loved ones
To gamble on my friends,

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Country Club

(Catesby Jones/Dennis Lord)
I took a double take out on the interstate
When I saw her makin' eyes at me
So I followed her down - the clubhouse drive
Past the pool on the 18th green
In the parkin' lot...I said it's mighty hot
Maybe I could buy you a beer
She said I'm glad you asked...but I'll have to pass
Cause only members are allowed in here...and I said
Well I'm a member of a country club
Country music is what I love
I drive an old Ford pick-up truck
I do my drink-in from a dixie cup
Yea I'm a bona-fide dancin' fool
I shoot a mighty mean game of pool
At any honky-tonk roadside pub
I'm a member of a country club
You look so invitin'...thought it might be excitin'
For a woman with a limousine
To go bouncin around...in a beat up truck

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song performed by Travis Tritt
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The Athenaid: Volume III: Book the Twenty-eighth

While lamentation for Masistius dead
Depress'd the Persians, undisturb'd the Greeks
To all their camp refreshment had deriv'd
From clear Asopus. To th' accustom'd edge
Of his abounding flood they now resort.
Stones, darts and arrows from unnumber'd ranks,
Along the margin opposite dispos'd
By Mindarus, forbid access. Repulse
Disbands the Greeks. Exulting, he forgets
Cleora; active valour in his breast
Extinguishes the embers, cherish'd long
By self-tormenting memory, and warmth
Of fruitless passion. Present too his chief,
His friend and kinsman, from a fiery steed
Mardonius rules and stimulates the fight,
Like Boreas, riding on a stormy cloud,
Whence issue darts of light'ning, mix'd with hail
In rattling show'rs. The enemies dispers'd,
Embolden Mindarus to ford the stream.
In guidance swift of cavalry expert,

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poem by Richard Glover
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There are no crown princes at Ford.

quote by Edsel Ford
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I am a Ford, not a Lincoln.

quote by Gerald R. Ford
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