Quotes about straddle
My Benefactor of Love
You just gotta know,
You're the benefactor of love.
You just gotta believe,
You're the benefactor of love.
If you do not see it...
Or make its presence known,
It might just up and leave.
You're the benefactor of love.
If you do not know it...
You're the benefactor of love.
If you don't believe...
You're the benefactor of love.
Just as a consequence,
It might just straddle a fence.
To never, ever please.
Blindly!
You just gotta know,
You're the benefactor of love.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dont Fence Me In
Well, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
But dont fence me in
Let me ride through that wide open country that I love
Dont fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evenin breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever but I ask you please
Dont fence me in
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
I dont like hobbles and I cant stand fences
Dont fence me in
(instrumental break)
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
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song performed by Louis Armstrong
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Dont Fence Me In
Wildcat kelley, lookin mighty pale,
Was standin by the sherrifs side
And when the sherrif said Im sendin you to jail,
Wildcat raised his head and cried
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above,
Dont fence me in.
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love,
Dont fence me in.
Let me be by myself in the evenin breeze,
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
Send me off forever but I ask you please,
Dont fence me in.
Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
Underneath the western skies.
On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountains rise.
I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses
I cant look at hobbles and I cant stand fences
Dont fence me in.
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song performed by Ella Fitzgerald
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The Great Hunger
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Clay is the word and clay is the flesh
Where the potato-gatherers like mechanised scarecrows move
Along the side-fall of the hill - Maguire and his men.
If we watch them an hour is there anything we can prove
Of life as it is broken-backed over the Book
Of Death? Here crows gabble over worms and frogs
And the gulls like old newspapers are blown clear of the hedges, luckily.
Is there some light of imagination in these wet clods?
Or why do we stand here shivering?
Which of these men
Loved the light and the queen
Too long virgin? Yesterday was summer. Who was it promised marriage to himself
Before apples were hung from the ceilings for Hallowe'en?
We will wait and watch the tragedy to the last curtain,
Till the last soul passively like a bag of wet clay
Rolls down the side of the hill, diverted by the angles
Where the plough missed or a spade stands, straitening the way.
A dog lying on a torn jacket under a heeled-up cart,
A horse nosing along the posied headland, trailing
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poem by Patrick Kavanagh
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Information networks straddle the world. Nothing remains concealed. But the sheer volume of information dissolves the information. We are unable to take it all in.
quote by Gunther Grass
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The sky is an encrypted silver table
set with candles and ghostly bangles;
weaving mischief all night long
winds, gaunt predators,
straddle the courtyard.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Here's a good joke to do during an earthquake Straddle a big crack in the ground, and if it opens wider, go 'Whoa Whoa' and flail your arms around, like you're going to fall in.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Even Witches Return
Even witches return,
To straddle their dusting brooms.
Preparing another round of disgust,
With personal strikes and offenses.
Prehaps if given enough room,
To ignite from the bowels...
Of their own gloom,
To fly away.
Maybe the stench left,
Will not be consumed...
Or noticed to associate,
With one!
As cheap and choking perfume,
Does to everyone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Splitter Splatter
Splitter splatter, splitter splatter
The rain tumbles, the rain scatters
Such a day for rubber boots
Such a day for a poncho suit
What a moment to kiss my fella
Under this polka dot umbrella
The muddy puddles, we straddle
Should have brought a wooden paddle
The rain's no more a pitter patter
The rain is now a splitter splatter
Splitter splatter, splitter splatter
The rain tumbles, the rain scatters
poem by Whitney Albright
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Together Wound
Thrusting and grinding
You crave it it's real
Passion ans wanting
To mentally steal
Take over their minds
Carress them and breathe
Take them and unwind
Touch them and tease
Pull off their clothes
Push them and fall down
Straddle them close
And make love aloud
Kisses and bites
Your bodies are wound
Wound together tight
Both making their sounds
A night full of passion
Of heat you carress
Together you're strong
Together the best
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poem by Emma Woods
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