Quotes about bathe
When 2 R In Love
So fair she looked tonight,
The brightest star appeals to your sex.
Before we do anything,
Let me just talk 2 u.
When 2 r in love
They whisper secrets
Only they 2 can hear
When 2 r in love
When 2 r in love (love)
Their stomachs will pound
Every time the other comes near
When 2 r in love
When 2 r in love
Falling leaves will appear 2 them
Like slow motion rain (slow motion, slow motion)
When 2 r in love
The speed of their hips
Can be faster than a runaway train
Drop, drop, drop, drop, water, water, water
Come bathe with me
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song performed by Prince
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Where to Bathe and What to Eat!
Some choose to mask their insecurities,
By use of excuses and insults...
To reduce feelings of insignificance.
As if this shallowness exposed,
Replaces the obvious imposed.
Those of strength are labelled arrogant.
Those of identity are often tagged nonconformists.
And on the other hand those living their lives,
On a daily basis...
Doing what they can to survive.
Could care less whose ego thrives,
Seeking to be massaged...
By another round of bravura.
Pampered in the approval of lies!
There are folks living on our streets,
Trying to figure out how to shelter themselves.
Where to bathe and what to eat!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Wanna Melt With U
I got 7 hours, baby. so what cha wanna do?
(ooh - I wanna melt with u)
(ooh - I wanna melt with u)
This is safe sex, (ooh - I wanna melt with u)
New power generation style
A funky little story about u and me (ooh - I wanna melt with u)
Gettin busy 4 awhile
From the tip of my typhoon (ooh - I wanna melt with u)
2 the bottom of your ankle chains
We gonna shake and shake and shake
Until were both deranged
With endorphins
This is the ultimate rave
Ooh - I wanna melt with u
S 2 the s
Slow and slippery, groovy
If we bathe in each others hips
In other words, get close enough to stick
And Ill melt with u
And u can melt with me 2
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song performed by Prince
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The Canterbury Tales; the Wyves tale of Bathe
The Prologe of the Wyves tale of Bathe.
Experience, though noon auctoritee
Were in this world, were right ynogh to me
To speke of wo that is in mariage;
For, lordynges, sith I twelf yeer was of age,
Thonked be God, that is eterne on lyve,
Housbondes at chirche-dore I have had fyve-
For I so ofte have ywedded bee-
And alle were worthy men in hir degree.
But me was toold, certeyn, nat longe agoon is,
That sith that Crist ne wente nevere but onis
To weddyng in the Cane of Galilee,
That by the same ensample, taughte he me,
That I ne sholde wedded be but ones.
Herkne eek, lo, which a sharpe word for the nones,
Biside a welle Jesus, God and Man,
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poem by Geoffrey Chaucer
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Bible Stories: The Story of Susanna
Susanna was a beautiful dame,
Daughter of Hilkiah;
Her parents had a righteous name,
In Mosaic laws reared, yeah!
A rich man, Joakim, married her;
They lived in Babylon;
Susanna led life in Lord’s fear,
And children too were born.
Adjoining her husband’s big house,
There was a garden fine;
Because Joakim was reputed,
Jews came to meet and dine.
Two elders made new judges then,
Came home with their law-suit;
Joakim was honorable man,
They came to see him oft.
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poem by John Celes
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Old Vicarage, The - Grantchester
(Cafe des Westens, Berlin, May 1912)
Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
And down the borders, well I know,
The poppy and the pansy blow . . .
Oh! there the chestnuts, summer through,
Beside the river make for you
A tunnel of green gloom, and sleep
Deeply above; and green and deep
The stream mysterious glides beneath,
Green as a dream and deep as death.
-- Oh, damn! I know it! and I know
How the May fields all golden show,
And when the day is young and sweet,
Gild gloriously the bare feet
That run to bathe . . .
`Du lieber Gott!'
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poem by Rupert Brooke
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The Old Vicarage, Grantchester
Just now the lilac is in bloom,
All before my little room;
And in my flower-beds, I think,
Smile the carnation and the pink;
And down the borders, well I know,
The poppy and the pansy blow . . .
Oh! there the chestnuts, summer through,
Beside the river make for you
A tunnel of green gloom, and sleep
Deeply above; and green and deep
The stream mysterious glides beneath,
Green as a dream and deep as death.
— Oh, damn! I know it! and I know
How the May fields all golden show,
And when the day is young and sweet,
Gild gloriously the bare feet
That run to bathe . . .
Du lieber Gott!
Here am I, sweating, sick, and hot,
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poem by Rupert Brooke (1912)
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[9] O, Moon, My Sweet-heart!
O, Moon, My Sweet-heart!
[LOVE POEMS]
POET: MAHENDRA BHATNAGAR
POEMS
1 Passion And Compassion / 1
2 Affection
3 Willing To Live
4 Passion And Compassion / 2
5 Boon
6 Remembrance
7 Pretext
8 To A Distant Person
9 Perception
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poem by Mahendra Bhatnagar
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Tamar
I
A night the half-moon was like a dancing-girl,
No, like a drunkard's last half-dollar
Shoved on the polished bar of the eastern hill-range,
Young Cauldwell rode his pony along the sea-cliff;
When she stopped, spurred; when she trembled, drove
The teeth of the little jagged wheels so deep
They tasted blood; the mare with four slim hooves
On a foot of ground pivoted like a top,
Jumped from the crumble of sod, went down, caught, slipped;
Then, the quick frenzy finished, stiffening herself
Slid with her drunken rider down the ledges,
Shot from sheer rock and broke
Her life out on the rounded tidal boulders.
The night you know accepted with no show of emotion the little
accident; grave Orion
Moved northwest from the naked shore, the moon moved to
meridian, the slow pulse of the ocean
Beat, the slow tide came in across the slippery stones; it drowned
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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Man too is childish
To bathe the God,
To clothe the God,
To feed the God,
Out of love, I intend.
To bathe the doll,
To clothe the doll,
To feed the doll,
Out of love, I’d intended.
Then am I childish?
27.06.2001, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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