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I Shot The Sheriff

By bob marley
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.
All around in my home town
Theyre trying to track me down.
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy,
For the life of a deputy.
But I say:
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
I shot the sheriff, and they say it is a capital offense.
Sheriff john brown always hated me;
For what I dont know.
Every time that I plant a seed
He said, kill it before it grows.
He said, kill it before it grows.
I say:
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self-defense.
Freedom came my way one day

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song performed by Eric Clapton
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Thespis: Act II

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

GODS

Jupiter, Aged Diety
Apollo, Aged Diety
Mars, Aged Diety
Diana, Aged Diety
Mercury

THESPIANS

Thespis
Sillimon
TimidonTipseion
Preposteros
Stupidas
Sparkeio n
Nicemis
Pretteia

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poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Child Come Away

Written by ricky & marty wilde
Child come away
Its the girl with the deputy walking by
Child go and play
No I wont give you reasons so dont ask why
I read the story about a week ago
They found her on the beach that night
They thought the light had gone out of her eyes
And no-one thinks shell ever be right
She was so full of her life
Happy with the people she knew
But then no-one can tell
Child come away
Its the girl with the deputy walking by
Child go and play
No I wont give you reasons so dont ask why
Guess all they found were some marks in the sand
A message saying she is mine
Nobody touched her as she got in the car
Well nobody dares to anytime

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song performed by Kim Wilde
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Jackop Zuma, South Africa, The World's Greatest News Ladies And Gentlemen Stop Anything Hear Is Your Invitation

JACKOP ZUMA JACOP ZUMA
South Africa is about to become a tolerable nation
South Africa is about to be born anew
Can you imagine a tolerable state?
The Deputy President of South Africa
They said you are the rapist
But the man kept silent
The man nodded silent
The court proved you to be not guilty.
They first started by saying you fraud the state money.
Now and then you brought the weapons illegal from abroad
But the man kept silent
The case was closed and it is then again open.
The court will then again close it
It will close it again because there is no fossil evidence that you were any fraudster.
Yes we as the Proudly South African agree
We agree that you are innocent
Today I am making the History
This is the History that will remain to be red by the millions of future generations
In Africa there once lived a man

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poem by Mthokozisi Ntokozo Maphumulo
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Dont Blame Me

By eric clapton and george terry
Hear my story and listen well;
Truth is in all that I tell.
It could never have been me.
I did not shoot no deputy.
Mr. grant, the deputy,
Friend to my whole family.
He always tell me when john brown
Was getting ready to come around.
Dont blame me.
Dont blame me.
I hide it all except a few seeds
And make him think I plant for me.
When mr. grant and I know all the while
Weve got enough for the whole island.
Three years now we sell it in town
Under the bucket that goes down.
No one knew of it but three:
Mr. grant, davis and me.
Chorus

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Pretty Boy Floyd

(woody guthrie)
Gather round me children, a story I will tell
About pretty boy floyd, the outlaw, oklahoma knew him well.
twas in the town of shawnee on a saturday afternoon
With his wife beside him in a wagon it was into town they rode.
Well, a deputy sheriff called him in a manner rather rude
Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard.
Well, pretty boy grabbed a log chain, the deputy grabbed his gun
And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down.
He took to the woods and timbers, he lived a life of shame,
Every crime in oklahoma they laid on to his name.
He took to the river boaters long the north canadian river shore
And many a starving farmer he opened up his door.
They tell about a stranger, the same story goes
How pretty boy paid their mortgage and he saved their little home.
Others tell about a stranger who came to beg a meal
And underneath his napkin, he left a thousand dollar bill.
Into oklahoma city, it was on a christmas day
Come a whole wagonload full of groceries and a note on which did say:
you say that Im an outlaw, you say that Im a thief,

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song performed by Kinky Friedman
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We Can Create A Modern International Community

And I wonder when Congress will allow public nationwide schools...
in the United States to set aside time for children again to pray?
To pray for, or quietly reflect on behalf of, their once great Nation!

To pray for their nation during this proclaimed danger time...
of struggle against the forces of evil dark international terrorism!
But in the White House lurks a dark soul of 100% fetus murder!

Barack against murder international terrorism with Pro-Abortion Record!
Like Pharaoh in the time of the birth of Moses, like King Harold at the birth of Jesus, killing innocent children based on state law is ok in America today!

Why? How can this be? On 9th of March 2008 Barack proclaimed “We were once were, we are no longer a Christian nation, at least not just....”
No Ten Commandments, No God’s law displayed in government buildings!

15th April 2009 Barack proclaimed “We can create a modern international community that is respectful that is secure that is prosperous....
(in an aside to himself) and like Baal Worshippers we will support propagate

State Policies funding killing innocent children against the will of the majority of Americans and I Barack will use tax payer dollars to kill innocent unborn! We will fill White House high office with Pro Abortion all! Yes We Can!

Darth Vader will create a universal New World Order!

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Gallio's Song

And Gallio cared for none of these things. -- Acts xviii. 17

All day long to the judgment-seat
The crazed Provincials drew--
All day long at their ruler's feet
Howled for the blood of the Jew.
Insurrection with one accord
Banded itself and woke,
And Paul was about to open his mouth
When Achaia's Deputy spoke--

"Whether the God descend from above
Or the Man ascend upon high,
Whether this maker of tents be Jove
Or a younger deity--
I will be no judge between your gods
And your godless bickerings.
Lictor, drive them hence with rods--
I care for none of these things!

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poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Moon may not be seen

Moon may not be seen any more
Once upon a time we praised and adored her
In full lime light and show as gorgeous
She had become over night famous

I wrote about her some years ago
She was Chand* (moon) with full of ego
Lawyer as profession with post of deputy attorney
She was beautiful as well as looked honey too

It took no time for her to rise on high ladder
She married to a powerful political leader
As he was already married to an influential lady
He was, by situation, forced to convert religion by his daddy

Chand*was converted to Fizza and *Mohan to Mohammud
In the beginning it was appreciated and seemed very good
Soon the dark clouds appeared on horizon and threatened
Both did not realize the gravity and now were frightened

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Cynotaph,

Poor Tray charmant!
Poor Tray de mon Ami!
-- Dog-bury, and Vergers.

Oh! where shall I bury my poor dog Tray,
Now his fleeting breath has pass'd away?
Seventeen years, I can venture to say,
Have I seen him gambol, and frolic, and play,
Evermore happy, and frisky, and gay,
As though every one of his months was May,
And the whole of his life one long holiday --
Now he's a lifeless lump of clay,
Oh! where shall I bury my faithful Tray?

I am almost tempted to think it hard
That it may not be there, in yon sunny churchyard,
Where the green willows wave
O'er the peaceful grave,
Which holds all that once was honest and brave,

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poem by Richard Harris Barham
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