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- 8 days ago on Steve Breen
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8 days ago
on Steve Breen
Every Fan down in Fan-ville
The tall and the small
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Was cheering and cheering!
Without any prejudice at all!
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They COULDN’T stop Jim
Brown from running!
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HE SCORED!
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Somehow or other
He scored just the same!
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And the Defense with their
Cleat-feet ice cold in the snow
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Stood puzzling and puzzling:
“How could it be so?”
“He ran without blockers!”
“He ran without fumbles!”
“He scored without bragging, breaking, or drugs!”
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They puzzled and puzzed ‘til
Their puzzlers were sore
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Then the Defense thought of
Something they hadn’t before!
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“Maybe Jim Brown…” they thought
“…isn’t owned by the Store.”
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“Maybe this Man… perhaps…
means a little bit more!”
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And what happened then?
Well… in Fan-ville they say
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That the Fans’ small hearts
Grew three sizes that day!
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And then… the true meaning
Of Equality came through
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And Jim Brown found the
Strength of ten Nagurskis
↓(plus two)
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5 months ago
on Lalo Alcaraz
There are some 330 million Americans.
Some American communities (14%) now officially offer sanctuary to new Americans.
Already here, thanks to immigration:
44 million English Americans.
33 million Irish Americans.
9 million Polish Americans.
10 million Scandinavian Americans.
52 million German Americans.
21 million Asian Americans.
53 million Hispanic (Latino) Americans — 52% are ‘white’.
6 million Italian Americans.
And millions more Americans from all over the world. We’re all Americans.
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5 months ago
on Lalo Alcaraz
Imagine there’s no border.
It’s easy if you try
No races below us
Above us only stars
Imagine all the people
Living for today… Aha-ah…
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Imagine there’s no hatred
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no pollution, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You-oo… .
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You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
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Imagine no prejudice
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You… .
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You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will dream as one
John Lennon
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5 months ago
on M2Bulls
We will become traders as the Whites, take land from the Abenaki, furs from the Osage, Sauk, and Fox.
Trade for gold. No less than the Whites, as strong as the Whites
Would Magua use the ways of les Français and the Yengeese? Would you?
Yes!
Would the Huron make his Algonquin brothers foolish with brandy and steal his lands to sell them for gold to the white man?
Would Huron have greed for more land than a man can use? Would Huron fool Seneca into taking all the furs of all the animals of the forest for beads and strong whiskey?
Those are the ways of the Yengeese and the Français traders and their masters in Europe, infected with the sickness of greed. Magua’s heart is twisted. He would make himself into what twisted him.
James Fenimore Cooper
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5 months ago
on Jeff Danziger
- – - – - 5 Easy Primaries – - – - -
I’d like a plain omelet, no potatoes, tomatoes instead, a cup of coffee and wheat toast.
No substitutions.
What do you mean? You don’t have any tomatoes?
Only what’s on the menu. You can have a number two, a hamburder. It comes with diet Coke and chocolate cake.
I know what it comes with, but it’s not what I want.
I’ll come back when you make up your mind.
Wait a minute. I have made up my mind. I’d like a plain omelet. No potatoes on the plate. A cup of coffee and a side order of wheat toast.
I’m sorry, we don’t have any side orders of toast. I’ll give you a mackerel filet or a covfefe roll.
What do you mean you don’t make side orders of toast? You make sandwiches, don’t you?
Would you like to talk to my manager?
You’ve got bread and a toaster of some kind?
I don’t make the rules.
Okay, I’ll make it as easy for you as I can. I’d like an omelet, plain, and a chicken salad sandwich on wheat toast. No mayonnaise, no butter, no lettuce, and a cup of coffee.
A number two, chicken sal san. Hold the butter, the lettuce, the mayonnaise, and a cup of coffee. Anything else?
Yeah. Now all you have to do is hold the chicken, bring me the toast, give me a check for the chicken salad sandwich, and you haven’t broken any rules.
You want me to hold the chicken, huh?
I want you to hold it between your knees.
Jack Nicholson and Lorna Thayer in Five Easy Pieces
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6 months ago
on Steve Benson
Thank you! Bad pennies and old Kentuckians.
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6 months ago
on Steve Benson
Welcome back, your dreams were your ticket out
Welcome back, to that same old place that you laughed about
Well the game hasn’t changed since you hung around
And those dreams have remained and they’ve turned around
Who’d have thought they’d free ya?
(who’d have thought they’d free ya?)
Back here is where we need ya
(back here is where we need ya)
Yeah we dis them a lot ‘cause you got put on the spot
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
We always could spot a friend, welcome back
And I smile when I think how you will play again
And I know what a scene you were suffering in
Something good made us want you back again
And what could ever free ya?
(what could ever free ya?)
Back here where we need ya
(back here where we need ya)
Yeah we missed you a lot ’cause you got put on the spot
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
And who could ever leave ya?
(who could ever leave ya?)
Back there they don’t need ya
(back there they don’t need ya)
Yeah we missed her a lot, welcome back, welcome back
And we got her off the spot, welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back
John Sebastian
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7 months ago
on Jeff Danziger
O, pardon me, thou whining piece of blubber,
That I am wary and grudging with your bigots!
Thou art the ruins of the silliest man
That ever lièd across the tide of times.
Woe to the tiny hands that betray our blood!
Over thy base now do I prophesy—
Which, like blind bats do flap their ruby lips
Do deny the truth and utterance of my vote—
A cure shall light upon the limbs of all.
Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
Shall cumber not the nation’s parts.
Blood and destruction seen never in use,
And dreadful objects so unfamiliar,
That angry kin shall but smile when they behold
Their eternal bonds admit not of strife
All mercy stoked with custom of good deeds,
And Peace’s spirit, ranging for rebirth,
With Hate by all sides sent back to hell,
Shall in these confines with the ballot’s voice
Cry “Peace!” and let sleep the dogs of war,
That this fine deed shall swell above the earth
With truthful wings, soaring with our hope.
Wm. Shakespeare
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9 months ago
on ViewsEurope
Back to the U.S.S.R
Oh, flew in by Massandra Beach A.V.M.F.
Didn’t get so drunk last night
All the way the missile drones were on my left
Man we have dreadful fight
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We’re back to the U.S.S.R.
You don’t know how forked we are boys
Back to the U.S.S.R (☡)
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Been at war so long I hardly know the peace
Gee it’s good to kill some more
Leave it ‘til tomorrow to shoot my niece
Honey, freedom is such a bore
☭
We’re Back to the U.S.S.R
You don’t know how forked we are boys
Back to the U.S.
Back to the U.S.
Back to the U.S.S.R
☭
Well those Ukraine shells really knock me out
They have the West aligned
And Moscow rules make me drink and doubt
That Georgia wound is always on my my my my my my my my mind
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Aw come on!
Xo Так!
Xo Так!
Xo Xo Так!
Так Так!
☭
Yeah It’s Back to the U.S.S.R
You don’t know how forked we are boys
Back to the U.S.S.R
☭
Oh, throw me ‘round your genocides to the south
Launch me at my uncle’s farm
Let me hear our Katyushas whooshing out
Come and roast the neighbors warm
☭
It’s Back to the U.S.S.R
Hey you don’t know how forked we are boys
Back to the U.S.S.R
☭
Oh let me tell you, money
Hey, It’s back!
It’s Back to the U.S.S.R
Yes, I’m Back!
Yeah, Back to the U.S.S.R
מיטלמן ערן / Lennon / McCartney
And now that his heart
Didn’t feel quite so tight
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Jim whizzed with his load
To the cause of civil rights
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With a smile to the Camera
He descended Lambeau
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Quietly leaving the Game
To Lead and Grow
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He rushed into Glory
He brought back the joys
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He brought back pride
To the Fan girls and boys
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He brought back their balance
And their goals and examples
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He brought back their obstinacy
Their daring, and chutzpah
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He brought everything back
Back from the Field
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And he…
…HE HIMSELF…
The Greatest Football Player
Did ante up to the real beast!
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Welcome Struggle, bring your cheer
Cheer to all Fans far and near
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Justice Day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp
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Justice Day can always be
Just as long as We have We
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Welcome Justice
While we stand
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Heart to Heart
Holding Jim Brown’s hand