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Fear no more the heat o' the sun;
Nor the furious winter's rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney sweepers come to dust.
Fear no more the frown of the great,
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke:
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dread thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan;
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renowned be thy grave!
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
lovers walk hand in hand, and in military step
lovers don't wear seatbelts, it's worth the risk
lovers groom each other, like the lion and lioness
lovers shower together., in the warm waters of lust
lovers dine together, and feed the fires of amore
lovers sleep together, and dream of one another
lovers separate, but are never alone
lovers remain silent, and have great conversation
lovers are insane, sanity is over rated.
lovers never grow old, the rest of us are mere mortals.
A day will come when the birds in the cage will be let free,
To sing the songs of love and peace on the boughs of every tree,
In the ancient prison existing on the earth, once a paradise free,
A day will come when the honey bees will in swarms buzz...
You come to me and I see your rain
the rain washes away your pain
search for what is lovely in my sight
it is right to call me yours
I farted and
The teacher farted and
In no time the whole
Classroom was farting
'reading between the lives and writing between the lines, ' IX
smiling to herself
dressed in red lingerie
James Brown went to town.
Got down with the rhythm,
and the sound,
of the funky beats his
She came looking for me one dark fateful night
Nature by its creations like Nightingale and Skylark birds kindles desire to fly
And sing songs of freedom everywhere in the sky to share joy with all;
Also by its creations like whale and Shark fish kindles desire to swim deep
In the vast seas and oceans of the world to explore hidden treasures!
There were many gaps,
The great passer-by filled
Those gaps one by one,
But he didn't fill
God won't get me out of this mess
would only cause us more distress
the magic has gone and won't come back
we have to split so to get on track.
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Wake up in the morning grab some coffee and tea
Do that before I even brush my teeth