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Ash'alech

A'SALK YA HORI AL GANANI
LAMAH LAMAH 'ADABTHANAY
W'ANA A'ADAK DAYM ZAMANIV
TAKERIM LAMAN HU HAYANAY
APHTANTANI FYA DA AL MAKANI
KAM 'AD TIKUN GAYEB MANAY
YA M'YAFTI AL GUL WALMA'ANI
GALBI BACHUBAK MUHACHANI
MAFTUN ANA TUL ALDAWAM
MAN WACHSHATAK YA DAL GOLAM
YA MAN GA'AYDAK KADALAM
TALAT, TALAT, TALAT, TALAT
TALATAHU KAL'AMBARANI
SHAMAH YAFOACH GAAD HAL'ANAY
WAY'DAH GABYNAH CHAYIN BADANI
KOLB'ADER SAMAR KAZANAY
YA SAGI YA RUACH WALMA'ATAG
DI YABRI ALDYK WALCHARAWAG
KADAM LENA TZAFI ELGANANI
NASLU MA'AK YA PATANI
DYI SABACH ALPARED ALGADIR
DYI SAWARAK YA DALAMYR
TASLI LADA ALSHAKS ALCHAGEIR
DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR, DIYI SAR
DIYI SAR MA'AK FI AKTABANI
ARFIK BAHU YA DA ALGANYANAY
HAGARTANI YA DA ALHYILALI
BELELAH TIFADEL FAKALI

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Eshal

MALACH OZER MOSIHYAH UMEGEN
MALACH OZER MOSIHYAH UMEGEN
HU LO YA'AZOV WELO YITOSH
BEHEN BAHASAD BARACHAMIM
ESHAL
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
Please God protect us and keep away the pain
Guard every moment with every breath we take
You know we sweat so hard for survival
Every night and every day
ESHAL
ESHAL stay with us tonight
To dance, not to fight
ESHAL stay with us tonight
To dance, not to fight
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ESHAL KAM AD TIKUN GAYEB MINI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ANA WAHEDI ANENI ANENI
ESHAL

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Healthy Back Bag

animated bag of chips
amor dive bag
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amex insurance for delayed bags
an interchangeable foundation bag
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animal bag mp3
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amy butlet runaway bag pattern
angel bag
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allowed to carry on garment bag
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alternative to plastic trash bags
amish buggy bag
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american sign language tote bags
animated gif people with hand bags
amazing bag grace pipe
altieri bags

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poem by Rwetewrt Erwtwer
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Galbi

OH OH GALBI... GALBI...
GALBI YA HEB IL HAWAH
LA TIM NA OU MINI
MIN FA'IN TARIQ AL MA'HIBAH
LA DACHIL GALBAK
You stole my heart
You stole my soul
You take my breath away
What can I do, what can I say
When you're so far away
OH OH GALBI
GALBI YA HEB IL HAWAH
LA TIM NA OU MINI
MAHAD BIGAY RAQSHABI
AL KASIWAH SINI
OH OH GALBI GALBI
YE YE YE GALBI GALBI

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Santa Ana Winds

Here in sothern california there is a weather condition known as the
Santa ana winds.
Fire wind oh desert wind
She was born in a desert breeze
And wind her way
Through canyon way
From the desert to the silvery sea
In every direction
See the perfection
And see the san gabriel mountain scene
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Fill my sails
Oh desert wind
And hold the waves high for me
Then I will come
And test my skill
Where the santa ana winds blow free
In waves of elation
My part of creation
Becoming one with the boundless sea
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
I am the wind
Oh desert wind
On my pilgrimage to the sea
I will prevail
I will not fail
To bring life into humanity
My song is creation
(? ? ? )the nation
Whispering the wisdom and its purity
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds keep blowin across my eyes
Santa ana winds...

song performed by Beach Boys
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Ana Ng

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe
Exit wound in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one this was written for
My apartment looks upside down from there
Water spirals the wrong way out the sink
And her voice is a backwards record
Its like a whirlpool and it never ends
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
All alone at the 64 worlds fair
Eighty dolls yelling small girl after all
Who was at the dupont pavilion?
Why was the bench still warm? who had been there?
Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus depot
And in the back of the edge of hearing
These are the words the voice was repeating:
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:
I dont want the world, I just want your half
They dont need me here, and I know youre there (dont need me)
Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by)
And it sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks like a broken record
Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home)
And the truth is, we dont know anything (dont know)
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you
Ana ng and I are getting old
And we still havent walked in the glow of each others majestic presence
Listen ana hear my words
Theyre the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

song performed by They Might Be Giants
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Take 7/8

HEY HEY HEY
HEY HEY HEY
IRHAMI DMU'EI
HO HO YA YUMA
IRHAMI DMU'EI
YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
HO HO YA YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
YUMA
HEY HEY HEY
MAHABUB GALBI MAHABUB GALBI
MAHABUB GALBI WENO?
ANA NAZALTI ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI SHUFO
IRHAMI DMU'EI
HO HO YA YUMA
IRHAMI DMU'EI
YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
HO HO YA YUMA
WE INTI RUMI
YUMA

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Bo Venagen Otti

KOL GUFI NACH'LASH
TIPAH ACHER TIPAH
V'MARI KACHASH
MIN HASREYFAH
LAMAH LIB'OR LEVAD?
MIN HASREYFAH
LAMAH LIB'OR LEVAD?
YADAY HOMKOT MIMCHA
V'MASTYROT HASOR
RAK HAMAVAT ITCHA
SOREK BI 'OD
LAMAH LIB'OR LEVAD
SOREK BI 'OD
LAMAH LIB'OR LEVAD
HALAYLAH?
KOL LAYLAH HUA MAKAV
KOL LAYLAH HUA HASOF
AZ BO VENAGEN OTI
BO VENAGEN OTI
AZ BO VENAGEN
BO VENAGEN B'ME'AT AHAVAH
RAGLAI HOLKHOT MIMCHA
BETZA'AR HAPRYIDAH
NUSHEMET ET KULKHA
AKH AVUDAH
LAMAH LIB'OR LEVAD
K'VAR 'AYAFAH
KACH LE'AVED OTCHA
KACH LE'AVED OTCHA
KOL LAYLAH

song performed by Ofra Haza
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A beautiful Gul

Gul, Gul, Gul
You are so beautiful
Gul is flower in garden
I noticed it all of sudden

I found her up in the morning
Her rosy face simply shining
Bright eyes stared as if inviting
Was it for passion igniting?

It was magnetic pull
There prevailed natural lull
Still moon remained in circle and full
I was not worried about attack from bull

I was totally mesmerized
The things were not to be summarized
It did make magic and surprise
This was something new and very good prize

How could she be in my domain?
She should not be away and remain
Totally indifferent and only in dream
How to bring her in pure love stream?

How many thoughts just crossed the mind?
How all of sudden I was able to find
She must be elegant and very kind
I was brought in sense by flow of wind

It made me to think in another direction
What will be her move and next action?
Will she be angry as hostile reaction?
As she was hailing from wealthy section

I could still read lines on her face
I was definitely for her in race
I want her to be on my side in any case
She must fall in line and not make memory to erase

This is what I consider as cherished dream
I don’t want to loose her and cry with scream
She may not opt for simple person
She may be compelled by any reason

I never knew morning breezes are so cool
They can’t push you to look like fool
It is freshness of flowers that is brought
One understands it and it is never taught

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hinahanap Ng Puso

Pasensya na aking mahal
Di naman ako magtatagal
Nais ko lang marinig mo ang bawat nilalaman
Ng puso kong ito inaalay ko sayo
Dinggin mo sana mga sinasabi ng awitin ko
Pilitin mang ibalin at sa iba'y isalin
Ay di malimot ang halimuyak na hatid ng hangin
Ng una kang makita hindi makapaniwala
Parang panaginip at langit aking nadarama

Nais kong malaman mong ikaw ang aking iniibig
Sana ay dinggin mo ang tibok nitong dibdib
Nais kong malaman mong ikaw ang nasa panaginip
At magkalapit agwat ng ating daigdig

Hinahanap ng puso ang pag-ibig mo (makinig ka sana sakin)
Hindi ito malilimutan ng pagmamahal at ligaya na dala mo (laman ng aking damdamin)
Kung saka sakli na kaya mo pang ibalik (sige na wag kang magalinlangan)
Ang dating pagtingin sa puso kong nananabik pa sa iyo

Ngunit ngayon alam ko na
Sadyang magkaiba
Ano nga naman ang hindi mo pwedeng makita sa kanya
Merong magarang kotse
Wallet na doble doble
Di tulad ko na di man lang makapanood ng sine
Sana'y malaman mo na mawala man ako
Ay may pag-ibig na laging gumagabay sayo
Di ka pababayan, laging aalagaan
Hanggang sa dulo ay tunay ang aking naramdaman

Nais kong malaman mong ikaw ang aking iniibig
Sana ay dinggin mo ang tibok nitong dibdib
Nais kong malaman mong ikaw ang nasa panaginip
At magkalapit agwat ng ating daigdig

Hinahanap ng puso ang pag-ibig mo (makinig ka sana sakin)
Hindi ito malilimutan ng pagmamahal at ligaya na dala mo (laman ng aking damdamin)
Kung saka sakli na kaya mo pang ibalik (sige na wag kang magalinlangan)
Ang dating pagtingin sa puso kong nananabik pa sa iyo

Hinahanap ng puso ang pag-ibig mo (makinig ka sana sakin)
Hindi ito malilimutan ng pagmamahal at ligaya na dala mo (laman ng aking damdamin)
Kung saka sakli na kaya mo pang ibalik (sige na wag kang magalinlangan)
Ang dating pagtingin sa puso kong nananabik pa sa iyo

Hinahanap ng puso ang pag-ibig mo (makinig ka sana sakin)
Hindi ito malilimutan ng pagmamahal at ligaya na dala mo (laman ng aking damdamin)
Kung saka sakli na kaya mo pang ibalik (sige na wag kang magalinlangan)
Ang dating pagtingin sa puso kong nananabik pa sa iyo

poem by Sirius White
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The Bride of Abydos

"Had we never loved so kindly,
Had we never loved so blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted." — Burns

TO
THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LORD HOLLAND,
THIS TALE IS INSCRIBED,
WITH EVERY SENTIMENT OF REGARD AND RESPECT,
BY HIS GRATEFULLY OBLIGED AND SINCERE FRIEND,

BYRON.

THE BRIDE OF ABYDOS

CANTO THE FIRST.

I.

Know ye the land where cypress and myrtle
Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime,
Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle,
Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime?
Know ye the land of the cedar and vine,
Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams ever shine;
Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppress'd with perfume,
Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gúl in her bloom; [1]
Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit,
And the voice of the nightingale never is mute;
Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky,
In colour though varied, in beauty may vie,
And the purple of Ocean is deepest in dye;
Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?
'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun —
Can he smile on such deeds as his children have done? [2]
Oh! wild as the accents of lovers' farewell
Are the hearts which they bear, and the tales which they tell.

II.

Begirt with many a gallant slave,
Apparell'd as becomes the brave,
Awaiting each his lord's behest
To guide his steps, or guard his rest,

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poem by Byron
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I Want To Fly

I want to fly!!!...
My eyes are like a little bird's
A bit afraid
My eyes are like a little bird's
A bit ashamed
I'm flying so far away
Soon we'll play another game
We need luck to go on
HO TON WACHALO
We need luck to go on
HO TON WACHALO
I'm flying so far away
I need your help YAH YAH YAH
The Hina ceremony is now
The Hina ceremony is now
HORIM SHORIM MIT RONANYIM
HO TON WACHALO OHAVIM
Hina ceremony is now
Hina ceremony is now
Oh...oh...oh...oh...
I want to fly!!...
I want to fly!!...
HORIM ROKADU KI'ALIM
SO SEM WA SIMHO
AVAN MO'ASH HABONIM
HO TON LACHARO ITARO
Na na na na...
I want to fly!!...
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
WA LA REFNE ZULEH
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
ANA NAZALTI
WA LA REFNE ZULEH
YEH YEH YEH YEH
I want to fly!!!...

song performed by Ofra Haza
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Santa Ana Winds

When the wind decides that its time to ride,
To spread a little hell through the heartland,
It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke
Through the desert night c
And the wings of fire c
Keep climbin higher,
See the flames cuttin hard through the homeland,
It takes a mighty strong will to strip the chill from the desert night --
Youre wakened from your dream by a sirens scream,
Trapped by the walls that surround you --
Then its will to will, and you wonder still can you struggle free?
In a thousand ways, when you turn the phrase,
The winds like a love of a woman c
It takes a mighty mean bitch --
Some fire witch --
To set the night on fire
And the santa ana winds gonna have its way tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind c
And aint it a lot like love the way desire takes you in c
And stokes the fire like the santa ana wind
Now the air is calm, and the heart grows numb,
The ashes burn low in the heartland,
til again the wind starts closin in to set the night on fire
And the santa ana winds blowin cross my heart tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind --
And woman I want your love --
I need that passion deep within,
Like the ragin fire needs the santa ana wind
And the santa ana winds gonna take your life tonight
Nothing you can dos gonna change her mind --
And aint it a lot like love
The way desire takes you in --
Swept away with the santa ana wind

song performed by Survivor
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Ein Baum Erzählt von Orpheus

Weißer Tagesanbruch. Stille. Als das Kräuseln begann,
hielt ich es für Seewind, in unser Tal kommend mit Raunen
von Salz, von baumlosen Horizonten. Aber der weiße Nebel
bewegte sich nicht; das Laub meiner Brüder blieb ausgebreitet,
regungslos.
Doch das Kräuseln kam näher – und dann
begannen meine eigenen äußersten Zweige zu prickeln, fast als wäre
ein Feuer unter ihnen entfacht, zu nah, und ihre Spitzen
trockneten und rollten sich ein.
Doch ich fürchtete mich nicht, nur
wachsam war ich.
Ich sah ihn als erster, denn ich wuchs
draußen am Weidehang, jenseits des Waldes.
Er war ein Mann, so schien es: die zwei
beweglichen Stengel, der kurze Stamm, die zwei
Arm-Äste, biegsam, jeder mit fünf laublosen
Zweigen an ihrem Ende,
und der Kopf gekrönt mit braunem oder goldenem Gras,
ein Gesicht tragend, nicht wie das geschnäbelte Gesicht eines Vogels,
eher wie das einer Blume.
Er trug eine Bürde,
einen abgeschnittenen Ast, gebogen, als er noch grün war,
Strähnen einer Rebe quer darüber gespannt. Von dieser,
sobald er sie berührte, und von seiner Stimme,
die, unähnlich der Stimme des Windes, unser Laub und unsere
Äste nicht brauchte, um ihren Klang zu vollenden,
kam das Kräuseln.
Es war aber jetzt kein Kräuseln mehr (er war nahe herangekommen und
stand in meinem ersten Schatten), es war eine Welle, die mich umspülte,
als stiege Regen
empor von unten um mich herum,
anstatt zu fallen.
Und was ich spürte, war nicht mehr ein trockenes Prickeln:
Ich schien zu singen, während er sang, ich schien zu wissen,
was die Lerche weiß; mein ganzer Saft
stieg hinauf der Sonne entgegen, die nun
aufgegangen war, der Nebel hob sich, das Gras
wurde trocken, doch meine Wurzeln spürten, wie Musik sie tränkte
tief in der Erde.

Er kam noch näher, lehnte sich an meinen Stamm:
Die Rinde erschauerte wie ein noch gefaltetes Blatt.
Musik! Kein Zweig von mir, der nicht
erbebte vor Freude und Furcht.

Dann, als er sang,
waren es nicht mehr nur Klänge, aus denen die Musik entstand:
Er sprach, und wie kein Baum zuhört, hörte ich zu, und Sprache
kam in meine Wurzeln
aus der Erde,

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poem by Denise Levertov
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Da'ale Da'ale

YAH YAH HABIBI WEN ISALAM?!
GULI KALAM...
DA'ALE DA'ALE, DA'ALE DA'ALE...LE
DA'ALE DA'ALE, DA'ALE DA'ALE...LE LE LE...
I have many enemies around me
How can people be so hard to me?
But You are my light,
You are my hope,
And You will save me, oh...
You are my Angel,
You are the One,
You are my Angel,
Please, don't let me down!
A'SALK YA RABBI MOTHAY TA'ANENI
A'SALK YA RABBI MOTHAY TASHIVENI
MEDO ANI LAFONACHO'
SEAM SHOLEM AL AMACHO'
YAH YAH HABIBI WEN ISALAM
YAH YAH HABIBI GULI KALAM
YAH YAH HABIBI WEN ISALAM
YAH YAH HABIBI GULI KALAM
DA'ALE DA'ALE, DA'ALE DA'ALE...LE
DA'ALE DA'ALE, DA'ALE DA'ALE...LE LE LE...
OH YAH HABIBI
OH YAH HABIBI
You are my Angel,
You are the One,
You are my Angel,
Please, don't let me down!
DA'ALE DA'ALE

song performed by Ofra Haza
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T'Ana

Things we do
Have changed too...
Like you have done T'Ana.
First to shine and sparkle bright,
This gem you are is our delight.
And we are blessed by the sight of you,
T'Ana.

Things we do,
Have changed too...
Like you have done T'Ana.
And each day of your blessed life...
Sprinkle some of it,
To ignite your star and glow!
You will let the world know
You are here to bestow goodwill!
This is your purpose and the claim
That all we see.

T'Ana,
Love you are.
Glow bright your star shines!
From a heart pure that shows!

(Dedicated to my 'Great' Niece: T'Ana Pertillar)

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cleanness

Clannesse who so kyndly cowþe comende
& rekken vp alle þe resounz þat ho by ri3t askez,
Fayre formez my3t he fynde in for[þ]ering his speche
& in þe contrare kark & combraunce huge.
For wonder wroth is þe Wy3þat wro3t alle þinges
Wyth þe freke þat in fylþe fol3es Hym after,
As renkez of relygioun þat reden & syngen
& aprochen to hys presens & prestez arn called;
Thay teen vnto his temmple & temen to hym seluen,
Reken with reuerence þay rychen His auter;
Þay hondel þer his aune body & vsen hit boþe.
If þay in clannes be clos þay cleche gret mede;
Bot if þay conterfete crafte & cortaysye wont,
As be honest vtwyth & inwith alle fylþez,
Þen ar þay synful hemself & sulped altogeder
Boþe God & His gere, & hym to greme cachen.
He is so clene in His courte, þe Kyng þat al weldez,
& honeste in His housholde & hagherlych serued
With angelez enourled in alle þat is clene,
Boþ withine & withouten in wedez ful bry3t;
Nif he nere scoymus & skyg & non scaþe louied,
Hit were a meruayl to much, hit mo3t not falle.
Kryst kydde hit Hymself in a carp onez,
Þeras He heuened a3t happez & hy3t hem her medez.
Me mynez on one amonge oþer, as Maþew recordez,
Þat þus clanness vnclosez a ful cler speche:
Þe haþel clene of his hert hapenez ful fayre,
For he schal loke on oure Lorde with a bone chere';
As so saytz, to þat sy3t seche schal he neuer
Þat any vnclannesse hatz on, auwhere abowte;
For He þat flemus vch fylþe fer fro His hert
May not byde þat burre þat hit His body ne3en.
Forþy hy3not to heuen in haterez totorne,
Ne in þe harlatez hod, & handez vnwaschen.
For what vrþly haþel þat hy3honour haldez
Wolde lyke if a ladde com lyþerly attyred,
When he were sette solempnely in a sete ryche,
Abof dukez on dece, with dayntys serued?
Þen þe harlot with haste helded to þe table,
With rent cokrez at þe kne & his clutte traschez,
& his tabarde totorne, & his totez oute,
Oþer ani on of alle þyse, he schulde be halden vtter,
With mony blame ful bygge, a boffet peraunter,
Hurled to þe halle dore & harde þeroute schowued,
& be forboden þat bor3e to bowe þider neuer,
On payne of enprysonment & puttyng in stokkez;
& þus schal he be schent for his schrowde feble,
Þa3neuer in talle ne in tuch he trespas more.
& if vnwelcum he were to a worþlych prynce,
3et hym is þe hy3e Kyng harder in her euen;

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poem by Anonymous Americas
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Tha e ne (Kosli kabita)

Khet mor ta kudmi muin bunmi muin bija
Sabu karmi muin lata bachha palha rua
Daebar madabar gharke buhibar kam bhi mor.
Mate chhadidele aaru ni na kihe kehensithane
Kenta karmi karmi jenta jena chhadmi heta henu
Aaru ni jaen kahin.
Muin achhen e na aaru e na thibartak heba
Jenta karuthimi heta
Ni kalata heba heta kahebarta kenta alajuk aae.
Achhen muin morthane basuchhen uthuchhen gadhuchhen
Dekhuchhen karuchhen mor kam mor khete
Mor kala kam thanu kenta sikhla tume sikhi ja
Aaru tha e na.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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A wake up call! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Has our planet ever charged rent for living on it?
It shared its bounty, though some rules were implicit
How could we be so short-sighted and full of greed.
We may have to pay a price for this, God forbid.

Recklessness propelled us to break all the laws
And make plans in the name of progress full of flaws.
Now we have to face the inevitable consequences
Are floods, hurricanes nature’s way of taking vengeance?

Plants, animals and birds are completely confused,
They used to instinctively follow nature’s cues.
Sombrely, new inquiry commissions are being set
To examine global warming and the environment.

How does one go about checking pollution?
Take steps to damage control and find a solution?
You ought to be filled with remorse and penitence
Safe planet was coming generations’ inheritance.

its our reponsibility is to be a good ancestor, 'said John Salk.
but who cares we have got used to tight rope walk.
Our callousness and unmindfulness had no end.
What will we tell our children in our defence?

What will you say when your children accuse you.
Can you look them in the eye and say anything on the issue?
There is still time to deal with the looming crisis.
If we seriously want to avoid meeting our nemesis.

Is it true, sins of the parents fall on the children?
There is no time to waste answering this question…
let's take a pledge today to save our planet.
There is no more time to be really compacent.

John Salk was the person who invented polio vaccine

Revised 5.06.09

poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Shuffle Ball Change

No desires today,
Do I have...
To do a shuffle ball change.
Are you kidding?

I made a mistake in my tap dance class,
To ask the instructor Ms Phyllis Stone...
What purpose did that have in 'my' routine?
That was in 1951 or '2'.

Well...
Ms Stone was determined I would find that purpose.
On Westland Street.
In Hartford, Connecticut.

Every lesson...
She made me do that shuffle ball change to perfection.
And also helped developed my taste,
For respecting those in teaching positions.
I could not 'stand' them!
But I listened with zipped lips.

There was a number assigned to enlisted men,
When connected to the military.
That number is in my head.
And I can recite that just as quickly...
As my feet can deliver that shuffle ball change.
Seriously.

Some impressions are meant to stick and never leave.

'Uh...er..Mister Pertillar?
Feet!
Move them.
You're not finished.
Unless I say you're finished.
Ana 1 ana 2 ana 3...ana 4...
Tata tata...tata tata...'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coke and Ana Cristina

Red and White
Red and Whire
Coca-Cola what a beautiful sight
White and red
White and red
With out my Coke i'd rather be dead
In a bottle or in a can
For a Coke i'd rather stand
Some say it kills the inside
others say the out
BUT I SAY in or out i'd rather die happy with out a doubt
Coke and Ana what a lovely pair
If you snag her Coke you had Better Beware
Ana and Coke what a lovely match
Ana's nice but Coke's the real catch
Ana with her Coke will not Pout
If you ask her why she will Shout
Cause I LOVE COCA_COLA TILL THE DAY I DIE
AND I LOVE IT MORE THAN SUN, EARTH, OR SKY!
the threat she left me with this summer was:
If they try to take my Coke away
I will snatch it back and say
I got reflexes like a cat
Ree-awr

poem by Katharine Angelina Matias
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