Quotes about secretary, page 11
Was Comrade Jesus Christ a Palestinian and Mr.Judas Iscariot was a Jew?
Anyway Comrade Jesus fought against the unjust
And Judas betrayed him?
I write this New Nursery Rhyme to poor kindergarten
'Youend-O'
Please Re-name this cruel World
for the Human Welfare?
a humble dedication to United Nations Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon!
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poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Solution
After the uprising of the 17th June
The Secretary of the Writers Union
Had leaflets distributed in the Stalinallee
Stating that the people
Had forfeited the confidence of the government
And could win it back only
By redoubled efforts. Would it not be easier
In that case for the government
To dissolve the people
And elect another?
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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Opening the Acceptance Letter.. Without You.
Hope all is well in your five-bedroom-and-an-office home.
Hope your millionarie money is spent wisely.
Hoping your top-of-the-line-toys are what you always wanted.
Hope the mild east coast weather is what you dreamed of.
Hope your secretary/wife is doing fine.
Hope everything is okay,
But I hope you think of me from time to time.
poem by Jessy Liz
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To exclude from positions of trust and command all those below the age of 44 would have kept Jefferson from writing the Declaration of Independence, Washington from commanding the Continental Army, Madison from fathering the Constitution, Hamilton from serving as secretary of the treasury, Clay from being elected speaker of the House and Christopher Columbus from discovering America.
quote by John F. Kennedy
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Loan Shark's Secretary
She writes on a piece of paper; My Boss is a multi-millionaire
Though he's never been to a school.
Boss questioned her 'What do you write honey'
'I am writing about you sir' Secretary replied.
'Then read it louder' Boss said.
'My Boss knows the secret of success than a learned person.'
When she gets her pay slip the following month she found it has been increased more than a double.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Secretary or a Waitress
The leaves rustle
A windswept autumn melody,
I walk alone the urban streets
Of beautiful sadness;
The grey sky is dangling
The threat of a slow, lonely rain.
I follow a blowing newspaper
To a cold corner bus stop
And gaze at a secretary or a waitress
Making her way home.
If I’m still walking at midnight,
There will be rats and raccoons to greet
In some alley of despair,
And there is always a stray thought
Trying to remember the last person I loved.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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A Daughter's Plea..
Dyed hair, trimmed mustache,
once six packs mid ribs,
ballooned as 'bear' belly,
toned biceps and triceps,
Dad, you do look handsome,
but do not let my bosom,
friends say that you are awesome,
Look at them as you look at me,
Treat them as you treat me,
Be they a secretary, a nurse,
a subordinate or a colleague,
a stranger or a school girl,
whoever they are as old as me,
at least treat them,
as you treat me.
respect them, as you respect me.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Love, really
Love is always
wondering if
Love has given
you the syph
Love is patient
Love runs free
Love slept with his
secretary
Love is bang
Love is pow
Love is watching
him play WoW.
Love is cunning
like a cat
Love walked out
When I got fat
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poem by K.E. Ryansburg
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Age Of Dallas
What did it mean
To be young
In the Age of Dallas?
To come home
To the farmhouse?
Ironing strewn
Across the living room
Mother crying
In front of the T.V.
Re-runs of Dealey Plaza.
I remember someone
Mentioning Camelot
Third-grade in Corvallis
My teacher came from Austin
But the School Secretary
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poem by Justice Putnam
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A Feared Drill
I don't want to even, go there
A hole in my tooth
The drill, I'll always fear
Stick that needle of novacaine, right here
The wretched, screeching, burning
Fill that hole quickly, Doc
So I need not come back here
It's not that I don't like you
The secretary and your assistants are fine
As you can see
My teeth are all in line
I'm still frightened, whoa is me
Squirming in that reclining chair
Beam of light in my eyes
I hope you truly do care
That's it!
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poem by Matt Mondschein
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