A Weepy

A weepy movie.

I have been watching a movie on TV, a love story about a girl named Sabrina. I fall for
it every time; yes, I know the technicality of filming but still believe the story. Yes,
I know it is about upper class love, the chauffeur’s daughter, and the son of the house.
They end up in Paris, where else? Nothing mundane about the film, like, can I afford
a flight ticket to Paris? Money problem kills love. Last year my wife and I took a coach
to Paris 36 hours– we are divorced now-. We spent so much time finding a place to
eat and sleep we had little time to see the sights. Saw the Eiffel tower though, you
could build a ship with all that iron. It disturbed me, the Unknown Soldier’s grave;
eternal flame. Soldiers died for business interests and the lust for power. Wish this
was the only truth, fact is young men like killing each other, they just need someone
to say it’s legal. In Paris I read poetry in defense of the Palestinians, for an audience
of Jewish people, but since they didn’t understand Norwegian they applauded.
For a moment I was a star on the firmament of vanity. I will not be back to Paris again,
less I can afford to drink a bottle of expensive wine.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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I dreamt that I woke up in France today

I dreamt that I woke up
in France today
and that every word
that I spoke in Afrikaans, English,
Dutch or the little German
that I knew
fell incomprehensible on unenquiring ears
just as if I wasn’t there at all
and the people were living
as if only the French
were welcome in France

I walked through the streets
at the Latin Quarter
and It was the country of liberty
and in the street foreign kids
erected barriers
and were burning cars
and wrecking shops
and attacked the passers by

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Millenium Festivities

It died as champagne bubbles
uncorked the midnight hour, -
its blaze of light a timeless sight
atop the Eiffel Tower.

Indoors chose those who'd 'made it',
outside poor flows who'll pay
for pensions which will coat the rich
on life’s unequal way.

Behind, an old age faded,
before the Internet,
between the two was hullaballoo
athirst for new and wet.

'Unlock the Future's windows! '
the festive millions cried,
'Fast set aside, let Past's bolts slide! '
and the old millenium died.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Show Me

Hold me like a wild flower
Fall around me like a sun shower
Kiss me like your on fire
And tell me what's underneath
Show me
I want you to show me
What love is
Run with me like a hell bent gypsy
Scream for me from the highest balcony
Carve my name on an old red door in Spain
Make me immortal make me immortal in your heart
And show me
I want you to show me
What love is
What love is
Baby get my attention
Touch me deep inside
Show me what I've been missin'
Missin' all my life
Give me my finest hour

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song performed by Martina Mcbride
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A Journey

After traveling the universe,
I decided to travel my own earth,
Carrying in my luggage
Only my mind and heart...

In my way to Egypt,
I stopped in Jerusalem
Kneeling down and kissing
The Holy Land...

I kept going, landing on top of a pyramid
Finding myself praying to the Lord...
In minutes I was in Mecca,
Searching for the prophet Mohamed....

I saw the green pasture of Ireland
Trying to find Rachel Ann Butler
And give to her my love
Along with a red rose...

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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Queen Mary 2 ... Sydney Harbour 2011

To meet you face to face is akin to meeting Gulliver as a floating giant
Queen Mary 2 magnificent the largest liner ever built, silent, defiant,
Towering over 200 feet and longer than the Eiffel Tower
I wonder the size of the holding bower.

Such beauty, masculine feminine lines of steel in red white and blue
A cruising city proud as you carry your name in ‘Britishness’ true,
We begin the walk on the white inviting gangplank with smiles to greet
To join the 3054 souls already aboard whom all we may not meet,

All wonderfully looked after by 1,253 officers and crew
Thru checkpoints, then to one of the twenty odd lifts shiny as new.
‘Hello my name is Winston I will be looking after your cabin’

He opened the door...Wow..White dressing gowns white slippers, Aladdin’s
Champagne and chocolate awaits, he opens the glass door onto the veranda,
Beautiful Sydney glows as the Queen presents like a poetic Stanza.
We set sail for New Zealand, Japan and China,

A cruise that could not be finer,

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poem by Ken e Hall
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Somewhere In France

mother is in a coma
and I am somewhere in France
and you left me all alone at the school dance
I was sweet sixteen

you were going on sixty four
Your eyes were blue

but your words untrue 'love? '
You stood me up and left me standing at the door

I must confess in my distress I said

'I've never seen that boy before! '
But you were long gone
Before I got over you
The boy who played the trumpet

you were rotten to the core
You left me standing all alone

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poem by Yvette Smith
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We brag that India is the land of sages and saints

We brag that India is the land of sages and saints

They retired from the world enamoured of divine colloquy

Their feelings have been recorded in the Vedas and the Upanisads

They lived in the forests and sang hymns to Nature

They worshipped Nature in her every mood

They worshipped the storm they worshipped the flood

They worshipped the corn they worshipped the woods

The fiercest and the poisonous animals they loved

Nature was at the centre of their thought

They felt that they were the offsprings of Nature

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poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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The Perfect Wave

Dave McGunn was a surfin’ bum, half–crazed by the blazin’ sun.
From Waikiki to the Bering Sea, he rode ’em one by one.
Now he hung offshore ’bout a mile or more, out where the dolphins played,
And his wild eyes gleamed as he schemed and dreamed
To ride the perfect wave.

Oh, ride the perfect wave, Dave, ride the perfect wave.
If you wait it out and you don’t sell out, you may ride
The perfect wave.

He crouched in the spray and he waited all day till the sun gave way to the moon,
And his legs grew cold and he grew old and wrinkled like a prune.
And the years rolled by and the surf broke high and the 40–foot breakers sprayed.
But he sneered at ’em all, sayin’, 'Too damn small; I’m waitin’
For the perfect wave.'

He was sleepin’ on his board when he woke to a roar as thunder shook the sea.
’Twas the dreaded California quake of 1973.
And he stared at the reef in disbelief, then paddled with tremblin’ hands
As a monstrous crashin’ tidal wave came roarin’ ’cross the land.

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poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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I'll Do Anything

I'll do anything 2 have U like me
I'll do double 2 have your love
I'll move mountains 2 make U happy
Mountains, oh yes, because
What good is a me if it ain't got a U?
What good is dream if it don't come true?
I'll do any, anything
Anything I'll do, ooh
I'll fall off the Eiffel Tower if only 4 applause
I'll wrestle with a tiger and suffer every claw
I'll paint a beard on the Mona Lisa even though its my favorite jaw
I'll do anything, anything because
What good is a captain if he ain't got a crew?
What good is a room if it ain't got a view?
I'll do any, anything
Anything I'll do
Wait a minute
Wait a minute..
There's a good reason why I'd do anything, baby
And that reason is U

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song performed by Prince
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Being the Monna Lisa. Exclusive.

If you think it would be fun to be famous,
sit in for me for a day. And be cured.

Fame...builds you up
then drains you.

‘Celebrity’ – the very word
has built-in obsolescence..

then you have to appear in
cheap TV shows to keep it up..

At least back in Milan
we knew what mattered and what didn’t.

So I sit here all day, have my eyes damaged
by cell-phone flash;

but worst of all - the faces;
gawping gormless.

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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Postcards From Paris

postcards from paris
Dear friend of my mine
The weather's fine
Today i saw some ruins of the roman world's decline
And i climbed all those spanish steps
You've heard of them no doubt
But rome has lost its glory, i don't know what its about.
I wish you were here
When the shadows fall and all the rushing traffic's still
I wish you were here
When the bells are ringing on the seven hills
I make my way to a small cafe, i wonder what you did today
Wish you were here
Dear one at home.
I just flew in from rome,
Paris is a postcard all decked out in colour chrome
And so i climbed the eiffel tower
And prayed at notre dame
But i just can't find the romance
And i wonder why i came

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song performed by John Denver
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Crimes Of Paris

I thought it was you and your optimists view of the clock
And how its always another day
Just after twelve oclocks struck
You said now I only want you so I dont have to promise
But tiny children in grown-up clothes whispered all the crimes of paris
Chorus: youre not the girl next-door or a girl from france
Or the cigarette-girl in the sizzle hot-pants
All the words of love seem cruel and crass
When youre tough and transparent as armoured glass
Youre everywhere girl in an everyday mess
Wholl pay for the crimes of paris
I heard that you fell for the hell or to hammersmith blues
In the tiny torn up pieces of his mind hes irresistible too
Now its hard to say now if hes only stupid or smart
When he crawled through the door
And poured out more of his creeping-jesus heart
Chorus
And its all here and now
She hit him with that paper-weight eiffel tower
And I tried to hold on to you but I dont know how

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song performed by Elvis Costello
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Postcard From Paris

(Webb)
Dear friend of mine, the weather's fine. Today I saw some ruins of the Roman world's decline.
And I climbed all those Spanish steps, you've heard of them, no doubt.
But Rome has lost its glory, I don't know what it's about.
I wish you were here (when the shadows fall and all the rushing traffic stills).
I wish you were here (And the bells are ringing on the seven hills).
I make my way to a small caf, I wonder what you did today.
Wish you were here, dear one at home, I just flew in from Rome.
And Paris is a postcard, all decked out in color chrome.
And so I climbed the Eiffel Tower and prayed at Notre Dame,
but I just can't find the romance and I wonder why I came.
I wish you were here (On the Champs Elysees, lovers walking hand in hand).
I wish you were here (They take one look at me and seem to understand).
This city of light is a lovely sight, the first bright star I see tonight.
Wish you were here, now I write this from the plane, drinking cheap champagne.
Wondering why two people got so far apart.
I wish you were here (Here in London where the rain is pouring down).
I wish you were here (On this airplane headed back to New York town).
I'll never leave you alone again, I'm coming home, but until then,
Wish you were here, wish you were here, wish you were here.

song performed by John Denver
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Sophisticated Lady

Written by chuck jackson, marvin yancy and natalie cole
Sophisticated lady, sophisticated lady
Shes a different lady with a different style
She stands tall and steady like the eiffel tower
She is hip to politics but loves her jazz
Shes got lots of rhythm shes got lots of class
Everybody knows how she got her name, yeah
Oh, ha, she wears knee length dresses with her high heel steppers
Shes not no back stabber but shes sure a pleaser
She talks quiet and gentle, she acts very cool
She sticks close to her lover, she obey gods rules, woh
(sophisticated lady) sophisticated lady, yeah
(sophisticated lady) oh
(sophisticated lady) thats her name, thats her name
(sophisticated lady) woh, woh
Everybody knows how she got her name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah----
Woh--, oh, oh, oh, oh
Shes the kind of person that youd like to meet
cause shes always smiling and shes always neat

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song performed by Natalie Cole
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Sophisticated Lady (She's A Different Lady)

Written by Chuck Jackson, Marvin Yancy and Natalie Cole
Sophisticated lady, sophisticated lady
She's a different lady with a different style
She stands tall and steady like the Eiffel Tower
She is hip to politics but loves her jazz
She's got lots of rhythm she's got lots of class
Everybody knows how she got her name, yeah
Oh, ha, she wears knee length dresses with her high heel steppers
She's not no back stabber but she's sure a pleaser
She talks quiet and gentle, she acts very cool
She sticks close to her lover, she obey God's rules, woh
(Sophisticated lady) Sophisticated lady, yeah
(Sophisticated lady) Oh
(Sophisticated lady) That's her name, that's her name
(Sophisticated lady) Woh, woh
Everybody knows how she got her name
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah----
Woh--, oh, oh, oh, oh
She's the kind of person that you'd like to meet
'Cause she's always smiling and she's always neat

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song performed by Natalie Cole
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I Am The Walrus

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
Im crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob.
Mister city policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like lucy in the sky, see how they run.
Im crying, Im crying.
Im crying, Im crying.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob.
Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun dont come, you get a tan

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song performed by Styx
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I Am The The Walrus (live)

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee-shirt
Stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, you been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Mister City
Policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky
See how they run
I'm crying

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song performed by Oasis
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I Am The Walrus

(from beatles version)
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
Im crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob.
Mister city policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like lucy in the sky, see how they run.
Im crying, Im crying.
Im crying, Im crying.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye.
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo gjoob.
Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun.

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song performed by Oingo Boingo
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I Am The Walrus

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how we run like pigs from a gun, see how we fly, Im cryin
Sitting on a cornflake, Im waiting for the van to come
Corporation t-shirts, stupid bloody tuesday, man youve been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
We are the egg men
I am the walrus
Coo coo ca choo
Mister city, policemen city, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like lucy in the sky, see how we run, Im cryin
Im cry, Im cryin, Im cry
Yellow mound of custard, dripping from a dead dogs eye
Grab a locker fish-wife, pornographic priestess, man youve been a
Naughty girl you let your knickers down
I am the egg man
We are the egg men
I am the walrus
Coo coo ca choo, coo coo coo ca choo
Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun

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song performed by Oasis
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