Category: life2
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A poem by Maya Angelou “Still I Rise”
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room.…
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A poem by Wendy Cope “Some Rules”
Some Rules – Wendy Cope Stop, if the car is going “clunk” Or if the sun has made you blind. Don’t answer e-mails when you’re drunk. You fire off something fierce. You’re sunk. It’s irretrievable. It’s signed. You feel your spirits going “clunk.” Don’t hide your face with too much…
