Six Stick Shifts Stuck Shut
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What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII)
Advice To A Son by Ernest Hemingway at Old Poetry
DIRE STRAITS - INDUSTRIAL DISEASE LYRICS Send "Industrial Disease" Ringtone to your Cell Now warning lights are flashing down at Quality Control Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole There's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down There's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell There's leaking in the washroom there's sneak in personnel Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze 'Goodness me could this be Industrial Disease ?' Caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post Refusing to be pacified it's him they blame the most Watchdog's got rabies the foreman's got the fleas Everyone's concerned about Industrial Disease There's panic on the swichboard tongues are knots Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots Some blame the management some the employees And everybody knows it's the Industrial Disease
when the gentlemen stop calling by JJ Hutton - Hello Poetry Anna,the young lions won't want youforever. Eventually you are going toget tiredof keeping it tight,of batting your eyes,of applying the gloss just right. Anna,what will you do when the invitation beds come to an end?