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An Apology on Behalf of the Human Race

As the dignity of the human spirit never waned
In the forlorn look on the Jewish face and their race
As endured thru decades of the slime of degradation
By Gestapo secret police who had no secrets of their damned intent
To build camps on foundations deep in the abyss of hell
Clogged with a dismal cast of human expiration
The devils cloud desecrates the sky of star witness
Above the dead end train stop of Auschwitz
The Fuehrer’s anti -semenistic breath bred life into his monster web
And the tribe followed.
To dwell on the horror which is well documented I decline
But

I Apologise on Behalf of the Human Race

I apologise from the bottom of my heart
I apologise for all those lies
I apologise for closed doors
I apologise for closed eyes
How on earth could the Holocaust happen?

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poem by Ken e Hall
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On My Knees

CHORUS
I can't fall down on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
VERSE 1
I remember how we met,
It was on the train
How could I forget?
You smiled and you looked at me
The soft of your lips, it captured me
The whole ride down we kept our eyes on each other
And then we sat down together
You gave me your number,
Said Give me a call
I thought I wouldn't call at all
Here we are, fell in love
Like hand to glove
Pure bliss from above
Now all we seem to do is fuss and fight
We never seem to get it right

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song performed by 411
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On My Knees Ft. Ghostface Killah

CHORUS
I can't fall down on my knees
And apologise to you
Cos that ain't my style
VERSE 1
I remember how we met,
It was on the train
How could I forget?
You smiled and you looked at me
The soft of your lips, it captured me
The whole ride down we kept our eyes on each other
And then we sat down together
You gave me your number,
Said Give me a call
I thought I wouldn't call at all
Here we are, fell in love
Like hand to glove
Pure bliss from above
Now all we seem to do is fuss and fight
We never seem to get it right

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song performed by 411
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Apologise

How can you apologise
when you’re not sure
what you’re apologising for.
My intentions have never been
to worry people that something
in my life is going wrong.
Too many times I write poems,
others see are so heartfelt,
that they immediately write
to me asking if everything is OK.
It is nice for them to be so concerned,
and I feel that I must apologise,
if some how I’ve led them to believe
my life is a bit battered and worn,
and that my marriage
is under some kind of storm.
My marriage is rock solid
as it has always been.
As for my life,
I think we all have had

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poem by David Harris
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Hand In Hand

No, dont ask me to apologise.
I wont ask you to forgive me.
If Im gonna go down,
Youre gonna come with me
You say why dont you be a man about it,
Like they do in the grown-up movies?
But when it comes to the other way around,
You say you just wanna use me. oh,
You and you wonder whether
Its gonna be syndicated.
You sit with your knees together.
All the time your breath is baited.
Hand in hand.
No, dont ask me to apologise.
I wont ask you to forgive me.
If Im gonna go down,
Youre gonna come with me
Dont you know I got the bully boys out
Changing someones facial design,
Sitting with my toy room lout,

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song performed by Elvis Costello
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Love Is Better Than A Warm Trombone

*love is better than a warm trombone, when blown, softly by a two tone, brother
*down on luck by chance, caress her head off at the boogaloo trance
With his hands in his pocket he could not lie
With his hands in his pocket he began to cry
With his hands in his pocket he lowered his eye
*he said miss I guess I ought to apologise, Ive been fallin, Im falling down
The river of your lovelorn souls is getting deeper than the deepest dish washing bowl
*now brother get the dirt off your hands, its getting darker than a sun-chasers the sun tan
With his hands in his pockethe could not lie
With his hands in his pockethe began to cry
With his hands in his pockethe lowered his eyes
*he said miss, I guess I ought to apologise, Ive been fallin, Im falling down
With his hands in his pockethe began to cry
With his hands in his pockethe could not lie
With his hands in his pockethe lowered his eyes
*he said miss, I guess I ought to apologise, Ive been fallin, Im falling down

song performed by Gomez
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My Friend

'Til the end...
'Til the end...
Verse 1
My friend, Kelly's got a problem in her life
She's got a man who doesn't love her
And never treats her right
Now he hits her and he beats her
And nearly took her life
And now she's lying in a hospital bed
And all I can do is cry
Chorus
She was my friend
'Til the end
There's no-one better than her
She was always there
'Til the end
There was no need to apologise
She never did nothing
She was my friend
'Til the end

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Brief Homosexual Encounter

Walking by the Serpentine,
Kicking my feet through the autumn leaves,
Suddenly aware there's someone following,

Squaddie on leave, he pins me to a tree,
'Don't be afraid! ' he says, but he can plainly see
The anger in my eyes. Apologise! Apologise!

So he turns and stumbles away,
Another person you would all despise,
And hangs his head and cries.

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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A Male Chauvinist Pig

Please don't ask me to apologise,
I've seen right through your lying eyes,
You've spread your legs for a lot of guys,
So please don't ask me to apologise!

And put a stop to those crocodile tears,
No tart's as innocent as she appears -
A slapper's attractive after four or five beers,
So put a stop to your crocodile tears!

You'd like to think you've got me taped,
You'd like to pretend that you'd been raped,
I'm really glad that I've escaped
Though you liked to think you'd got me taped!

I'm getting old and a little bit wise.
And I feel no pity when a prostitute cries,
I've seen right through your lying eyes,
Excuse me now while I do up my flies! !

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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My Uncomfortable Skin

I observe Rajang,
Enclosed in space,
Rugged Orangutan,
Face to face.

Nonchalantly you inspect,
Stroll towards myself,
We reflect.
Gazing deep, searching souls inner,
Your so beautiful
And me...I'm the sinner.

Inwardly I apologise,
Through embarrassed eyes,
That I am here
Free in.. humane,
Useless thoughts.... in vain.

Audience akin
Your rusted fur

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poem by Karen Sinclair
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