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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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I think you're going to find out that westerns will be coming back. It's Americana, it's part of our history, the cowboy, the cattle drive, the sheriff, the fight for law, order and justice. Justice will always prevail as far as I'm concerned.

quote by Clayton Moore
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The Super Bowl is Americana at its most kitsch and fun.

quote by Sting
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As corny as it may sound, my true goal was to crack the Americana market.

quote by Arthur Godfrey
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It's no accident that my first novel was called Americana. This was a private declaration of independence, a statement of my intention to use the whole picture, the whole culture.

quote by Don DeLillo
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Yaa

Suffering is an ineradicable part of life and,
You don't have to give up easily in life;
For the morrow comes and success awaits you.

Encyclopedia Britannia,
Encyclopedia Judaica,
Encyclopedia Americana,
Renew your strength to move on in life always;
For at the front lines of hope,
There is success for those who kept on the faith.

Do face the facts of life as they come your way and,
Do not eat frogs and snakes;
And try to visit the land of Ararat on this vision.
Yaa, you have to learn very hard to succeed!
For Rome was not built in a day.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Cowboy

The Cowboy

In Texas they love football and cowboys, not your ordinary
cowboys mind, the ones who herd the cattle to slaughter,
but those who walk tall in local towns and own an oil well
or two. Real cowboys are usually black or Mexicans, low
paid and smell of cattle and dust; and when the cows are
delivered to the abattoir drink lone star beer, chew tobacco
and get arrested. Real cowboys dress in fancy costumes look
a bit effeminate, when drunk on whisky ride an artificial bull
and fall off to great applause from adoring female fans who
think those ridiculous pseudo heroes are for real.
In Texas they call it Americana, have a governor who gladly
condemn people to death, western tradition- hang them high-.
When Illusion overtakes overtake truths mainly because veracity
is boring, after all a cowboy is a cattle herder and reality lacks
the romance of a pearly studded dud.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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My Second Guess

How does one return to civilization from sanctuary like Walden?
How does one trade quaint snow globe atmosphere
For rampant vicious taxi cabs?
Where is right and wrong?

I left chasing hallucinations of modern Americana
New opportunity - the visions of our grandfathers

So boat left for angel island - the immersion had begun
But - missed so - My Alcatraz like cell
And lamented not a single moment - good nor bad

The memory had been beatified and immortalized
In the museum of the skull
A pilgrimage for the mind in despair
To worship - as good

The choice is knighted correct!
A step in the right direction!

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poem by C.S. Smith
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An Old Book Store

There is an old bookstore, on the other side of town.
The owner, a man of gentle disposition and kindly mold,
Changed an empty, cold, commercial store into a warm
And friendly shop.

With faith, hope and trust, he stirred a pound
Of old Americana with a cup of European flare.
Then, he added good old Texas charm to complement the mix.

The symmetry of shelves gives one a feeling of congenial Cordiality. Their polished woods, mahogany and oak, colored by The hand of age, exposes one to welcome warmth and shades of Soothing calm. It is a grand repository, holding silent urns of Moldered learning, side by side, with tomes of modern thought.

So come, indulge yourself and spend a guiltless hour seeking
Out a seldom-read old book found back in some secluded niche.
Imbibe the long, settled wine of knowledge poured from ancient
Literary ewers, filled with vintage scholarship.
Walk the paths of knowing, knowing they were walked
Before by half-remembered authors, with half-forgotten names.

Allow the spirit of the hour to pass unfettered through the Mind, where re-awakened literature supplies the substance of the Past and gives insight unto the future.
Rise to the superior society of your own thoughts,

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poem by Lynn W. Petty
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Coffee and the poor economies of the world.

Respect the sweat of human,
Irrespective of color, creed and religion,
One third of tap water is used to brew the coffee,
Procured two to five dollars per kilo in whole sale,
Starbucks sell two pound a cup in the stalls in UK,
Have spacious restaurants in our regions
converting UK pounds to our pitiful denomination,
Americana, Cappuccino, Mocha and Espresso,
Fancy name attached with degree of roasting,
Fermentation, with milk, without milk and bubbles,
Come to our countries, freshly roasted filter coffee,
Available on the road sides for five rupees a cup,
Cup size of less than 50 ml, just to moisten the throat,
Even the Cups of developed nations, fivefold our size,
Still it is only 25 rupees, equivalent to fifty cents,
We are the poor people; give us the fair price,
Coffee is the third liquid, after petroleum, on the market,
Out of one kilo coffee powder,100 cups can be brewed,
R&D, Oil rigs, Oil platforms, expensive engineers and workmen,
Billions of dollar investment, still one liter petrol costs 140 pence,

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poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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