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![]() A Real Man
Edgar Guest Men are of two kinds, and he Was of the kind I'd like to be. Some preach their virtues, and a few Express their lives by what they do. That sort was he. No flowery phrase Or glibly spoken words of praise Won friends for him. He wasn't cheap Or shallow, but his course ran deep, And it was pure. You know the kind. Not many in a life you find Whose deeds outrun their words so far That more than what they seem they are. There are two kinds of lies as well: The kind you live, the ones you tell. Back through his years from age to youth He never acted one untruth. Out in the open light he fought And didn't care what others thought Nor what they said about his fight If he believed that he was right. The only deeds he ever hid Were acts of kindness that he did. What speech he had was plain and blunt. His was an unattractive front. Yet children loved him; babe and boy Played with the strength he could employ, Without one fear, and they are fleet To sense injustice and deceit. No back door gossip linked his name With any shady tale of shame. He did not have to compromise With evil-doers, shrewd and wise, And let them ply their vicious trade Because of some past escapade. Men are of two kinds, and he Was of the kind I'd like to be. No door at which he ever knocked Against his manly form was locked. If ever man on earth was free And independent, it was he. No broken pledge lost him respect, He met all men with head erect, And when he passed, I think there went A soul to yonder firmament So white, so splendid and so fine It came almost to God's design. |
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![]() Everyone's out fucl<ing with firecrackers...and the like.
Fucl< those things....they're scaring the dickens out of my forest creatures,weird as they are. They come to my dooryard to be soothed and assured there is no danger. They have lost many friends and relatives as we all have.....me, much too much in too short a time. It helps these filthy animals---maybe it will help you,too. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0c-Xu...eature=related Get your own lyrics if you have trouble following along at home. |
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![]() ...phooey!!...
I'm going to get yelled at again. now what!? |
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![]() Mrs. Sterling did not snitch me out.
So I apologize. So that's it. |
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Should this be moved to the Sorrya$$ thread?
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We've Gone Delirious |
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![]() Well nnno.
You make me sorry I ever said I'm sorry. Now go out and blow something up. Last edited by clyde : 07-04-2010 at 10:52 PM. |
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