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Theres Times When I think

There are time when
I think that maybe if
I opened up more to people
And was more sociable

Then maybe people
Might actually like me
And I would have alot more friends

People can extremely judgemental
And when you don't give them much
To go off of they can greatly misjudge you
It's no flaw on anyones part
It's just human nature

I would like to get
To know more people
And make more friends
But the possibility that they
Actually won't like me still exist

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poem by Beth Ann
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All Of Those Who Love Nature

All of those who love Nature I greatly admire
And of singing their praises I for one cannot tire
But sad to say Nature's friends do seem too few
In saying that I am not saying anything that is new
Far too many trees every day are cut down
To make room for more factories in the industrial town
And Nature's creatures seem to suffer for every millionaire
And due to habitat destruction many creatures now rare
In the woods of Spring not many birds left to sing
And without birdsong it would be a very sad Spring
Those who stand up for Nature respect and credit are due
I only say here what I feel to be true
To those who love Nature my toasting glass I raise
I feel that such people are well worthy of praise.

poem by Francis Duggan
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His Passion

A whistle blown as down he went
An enemy had done that, whom he never knew
A scarlet shown and away an opponent goes in shame
To walk he cannot and to run, time to come

On the pitch he gets hurt
His bone greatly hurting and every muscle with pain
The joy in him, no pain ever too strong
"When shall I recover", he prays, to the green turf?
"Yet again will I score more great goals"

To play on the old fields of Trafford
And by the bridge of Stanford
To play with the red devils and against the white angels
Just to hear the cops cheer and scream his name
"d'nho! d'nho! ! d'nho! ! ! '"
The love he feels, the love never given
His passion in all of life unfold

to ronaldinho, best ever!

poem by Nicholas Boateng
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A Dance Made For 2

A Dance Made For 2:

I walk over to this lady,
I've had my eyes on her for awhile now,
And asked her...

'This dance was made for 2,
So, would you be my partner?
I don't want just anyone,
But you,
And only you.'

'This dance,
Is only for 2,
Would you join me in this Tango?
For it is you who I only want tonight,
And possible forever, as well.'

'I've noticed you ever since you came through that door,
And only you,

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poem by Sherry Painter
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Regarding The Apple's History, A Theological Trifle - After Emily Dickinson

'It's good for the breath! '
With this she tempted Adam to death.

Properties of the apple are renowned since
their eating made it a greatly frowned upon thing.
Still, it is not without its lovers.
But for an apple's charm we would live boring lives,
never a fling or two to alarm the pear,
and we all know an apple will never harm
a teacher's pet, its fables to lure
the imagination, that Golden One's
strength to subvert us to the core.

Let's eat the jelly of sin and tell it!
William Tell's a good shot!
Let's split the Apple in the pot
and stew it for Eve's sly.
Even so our breath is sweet.
Tis the tart one of death

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poem by Warren Falcon
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Hope, Love and Faith

Trials, tribulations would come our way,
We shed our tears from day to day
Stop! Stop! was ours to say,
Oh God! please God, Oh hear our pray,

And God above listens to us,
Hope, Love and Faith he send to rush,
Bring forth by Jesus who died in the cross,
Believe in Him, we’ll always pass.

A Hope to cling we look upon,
A better tomorrow is here to come.
Here comes the Love we had to share,
Love oneself is first to care.
A faith to God we will maintain,
Which move a real mountain.

Believe in this we never lose.
Hope, Love and Faith we always choose.
For God’s gift is really close,

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poem by Malou Ocfemia
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It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.

quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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The Travelling Bear

GRASS-BLADES push up between the cobblestones
And catch the sun on their flat sides
Shooting it back,
Gold and emerald,
Into the eyes of passers-by.
And over the cobblestones,
Square-footed and heavy,
Dances the trained bear.
The cobbles cut his feet,
And he has a ring in his nose
But still he dances,
For the keeper pricks him with a sharp stick,
Under his fur.
Now the crowd gapes and chuckles,
And boys and young women shuffle their feet in time to the dancing bear,
They see him wobbling
Against a dust of emerald and gold,
And they are greatly delighted.
The legs of the bear shake with fatigue
And his back aches,

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poem by Amy Lowell
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Bible Stories: Esther (Part V, D)

The Jews Defend Themselves:

On thirteenth day of Adar month,
Jews carried out the King’s order;
Their enemies were killed that day;
The people were afraid of them.

The governors, princes and scribes
Feared Mordecai’s rising power;
The King too honored him greatly.

In Susa, five hundred were killed,
Including ten sons of Haman;
All foes of Jews were caught that day;
Such things happened throughout the land;

As per the wish of Queen Esther,
All ten sons of Haman were hung
On poles in Susa openly!
That day, fifteen thousand were killed;

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poem by John Celes
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Poem 1

YE learned sisters which haue oftentimes
beene to me ayding, others to adorne:
Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull rymes,
That euen the greatest did not greatly scorne
To heare theyr names sung in your simply layes,
But ioyed in theyr prayse.
And when ye lift your owne mishaps to mourne,
Which death, or loue, or fortunes wreck did rayse,
Your string could soone to sadder tenor turne,
And teach the woods and waters to lament
Your dolefull dreriment.
Now lay those sorrowfull complaints aside,
And hauing all your heads with girland crownd,
Helpe me mine owne loues prayses to resound,
Ne let the same of any be enuide,
So Orpheus did for his owne bride,
So I vnto my selfe alone will sing,
The woods shall to me answer and my Eccho ring.

poem by Edmund Spenser
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