(Now and then there's a fool such as I)
Pardon me, if I'm sentimental
When we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me should I cry
When you're gone, yet I'll dream
A little dream as years go by
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as INow and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I
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HEY BIG GUY IT TOOK JUST A LITTLE BEAUTY
TO HAVE YOU STILL BE FEELING...
FOR... ONCE I WAS LIKE YOU AREAND THUS YOU WILL BE LIKE I AM
******************************************************The Fool’s Prayer
by Edward Rowland Sill
The royal feast was done; the King
Sought some new sport to banish care,
And to his jester cried: “Sir Fool,
Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!”
The jester doffed his cap and bells,
And stood the mocking court before;
They could not see the bitter smile
Behind the painted grin he wore.
He bowed his head, and bent his kneeUpon the monarch’s silken stool;
His pleading voice arose: “O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!
“No pity, Lord, could change the heart
From red with wrong to white as wool;
The rod must heal the sin: but, Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!
“’Tis not by guilt the onward sweepOf truth and right, O Lord, we stay;
’Tis by our follies that so long
We hold the earth from heaven away.
“These clumsy feet, still in the mire,
Go crushing blossoms without end;
These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust
Among the heart-strings of a friend.
“The ill-timed truth we might have kept —Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung?
The word we had not sense to say —
Who knows how grandly it had rung?
“Our faults no tenderness should ask,
The chastening stripes must cleanse them all;
But for our blunders — oh, in shame
Before the eyes of heaven we fall.
“Earth bears no balsam for mistakes;Men crown the knave, and scourge the tool
That did his will; but Thou, O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!”
The room was hushed; in silence rose
The King, and sought his gardens cool,
And walked apart, and murmured low,
“Be merciful to me, a fool!”
SO ONCE AGAIN I MAY BE A FOOL BUT..."If ye love wealth better than liberty,
the tranquility of servitude better
than the animating contest of freedom,
go home from us in peace. We ask
not your counsel or your arms.
Crouch down and lick the hands of those
who feed you. May your chains set
lightly upon you. May posterity forget
that ye were our countrymen." - Samuel Adams
Farewell For Now...For When Holly, The Big Bopper, and Valens. died; rock died. Elvis has left the building. Buddy Holly is no more. Rock 'n' roll is over, at least in its original form. And Don McLean can only watch them go and sing, "Bye-bye, Miss American Pie...
SADLY BEAUTIFUL "MISS AMERICAN PIE"
IS NOW INHABITED BY DECADENT FOOLS
AND ON WHO'S EPITAPHS WILL SO READ...
"A Fool Lies Here..."
Now it is not good
For the Christian’s health
To hustle the Aryan brown,
For the Christian riles
And the Aryan smiles
And he wearth the Christian down;
And the end of the fight
Is tombstone white
With the name of the late deceased,
And the epitaph drear,
“A fool lies here
Who tried to hustle the East."
~ Rudyard Kipling ~
Oh Mirror, Mirror On The WallTell The Tale To One And All
Let It Be Known Far And Wide
That Truth Be Cast From Deep Inside
Mirror,Mirror On The Wall
Who's The Most Foolish Of Them All
If The Truth Reflects In Glass
The Merry Truth Must Then Be Cast
Then All Shall Come To Gaze And See
The Reflection Of Truth That None Can Flee
Forever Held In A Magical Tale Of Tales...Within A Divine Hope That Never Fails
And Thus The Dream Shall Come To Pass
In A StoryBook Tale That Reflects In Glass
SO...
TO ALL GREEN GLADIATORS WORLDWIDE
IN STRENGTH & HONOR "I SALUTE YOU"
~ GLADIATOR ZERO ~
THUS MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU ALWAYSSigned Gladly, Sadly & Tragically
At The Silent PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Over Bitter Sweet Gladiators
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord
@The Centrist Arena of Gladiators 1979-2009, are a # ofThe Society Of The Sacred Sword, a wholly-owned subsidiary
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SO WHO HERE IS REALLY THE TRUE FOOLISH FOOL...
FOR LONG AGO I STARTED A JOKE OUT FROM THE GRAVE
"TILL I HEAR IT FROM YOU"... A FOOL SUCH AS I
