Herbicidi
Jaz sem majhna roz'ica zraven travice z'ivim
listke imam zelene in prav lepo dis'im
najbolj sem vesela ko sonc'ek vzide
najbolj pa sovraz'im koso in herbicide
Sovraz'im herbicide
Herbicidi so strupeni in slabega okusa
barva ni pomembna vaz'na je vsebina
vsebina pa je taks'na kot da bi dal sol
in perje od kokos'i v en kozarec vina
in dodal s'e malo olja iz motorja
c'rnega kot je c'rno dno c'rnega morja
in c'e v to dodamo mleto kac'jo drobovino
to nikakor ni vec' isto dobro vino
ampak obic'ajen neuz'iten herbicid
Sovraz'im herbicide
Mi se samo drz'imo navodil
unic'iti vse kar vsebuje klorofil
roz'ice plevel za nas je oboje trava
s'li bomo naprej dokler svet ne bo pus'c'ava
Oragato gato gade
oragato gato gade
oragato gato gade kinaj
sigilaj gilaj gi geda
sigilaj gilaj gi geda
sigilaj gilaj gi geda kinaj
Jaz sem majhna roz'ica zraven travice z'ivim
listke imam zelene in prav lepo dis'im
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Jaz Se Vrtim
Ne verjamem ko gre za oc'itne laz'i
ne panic'arim dokler ne vidim krvi
se ne zaljubim c'e ne gre za boz'ji dar
in ne pozdravim dokler ne slis'im fanfar
ne c'ujem zvoka dokler ne slis'im kitar
in ne ubijam c'e ni v igri velik dnar
se ne zalaufam c'e lih avtobus odhaja nisem pes da bi v avte se zaganjal
Jaz se vrtim jaz se vrtim jaz se vrtim dosti bolj dalec' kot se zdi
Ne gledam kart v nobenem sluc'aju
moc'no dvomim da se bom sonc'il v raju
me ne s'okira bela mis' iz klobuka
in ne joc'em c'e ni res velika muka
si ne predstavljam kako iz nic' nastane vse
in sovraz'im dolgoc'asne govore
ne izzivam ker sem prelen za pretep
nisem bogat ker dnar sovraz'i moj z'ep
Jaz se vrtim jaz se vrtim jaz se vrtim dosti bolj dalec' kot se zdi
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If your corn has a herbicide-tolerant gene, it means you can spray your herbicides and kill the weeds; you won't kill your corn because it's producing a gene that makes it tolerant of the herbicide.
quote by Jeremy Rifkin
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Primavera
Ne mi prinest s'e ene pijac'e c'e ne se bom zaljubu u prvo toplo stvar
umaknite sonce prinesite oblake naj ugasnejo ogenj pod mojo krvjo
naj utihnejo tiste majhne pernate z'ivali naj utihne topli veter naj ne
piha v drevo
tolko lepih punc in nikoli ne bom vedu katera ima najbolj toplo telo.
Ne me gledat ne me gledat zdaj
Ugodno prodam tretjino svojih moz'ganov tisoc' dvesto hormonov in eno
zlato ribico
si bom kupu lovsko pus'ko in eno s'katlo patronov bom streljal na kupida
in njegovo pus'c'ico,
bom maskiran v jagodo s'pijoniral po vrtu bom v c'isto nizkem letu
prebijal zvoc'ni zid,
tolko lepih punc in nikoli ne bom vedu katera ima najbolj toplo telo
Ne me gledat ne me gledat zdaj
song performed by by Zmelkoow
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I've got/Ja imam
I've got time my friend
when everybody else thinks
I've got hours
think I've got minutes
think I've got seconds
think I've got clocks
think I've got watches
all I've got are
changes
I ja imam vrijeme prijatelju
kad svak drugi misli
da imam sate
imam minute
imam sekunde
satove zidne
satove zglobne
sve sto imam
su promjene
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Weeds
In the backyard
Of my heart
I put some seed of love
But weeds grew too fast
Though I used herbicide
But they know how to survive
I threw out the rose, now I love
The weeds for their survival instinct
And power to grow everywhere
Without following any row
My mind follows the heart
And grows too fast like weeds
To pervade to hover
The minds and souls
Of people all over.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Golf Pro
There are two types of people:
Those who play golf,
And those who recognize it
for the idiotic malpractice that it is,
that recognize it for the land wasting,
water guzzling, pesticide and herbicide
carcinogen drenched
leeching into the groundwater,
sanitized version of nature,
Bob Hope celebrity goofball,
mundane polo shirt and jackass slacks,
elitist, history of bigotry, racism, sexism,
and anti-Semitism, over-priced, over-rated,
time-wasting, posing-as-a-sport
moronic indulgence that it is.
I’m the first type.
poem by Michael Philips
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Sexy Rdece Oci
Ostanem hladen c'e mi ukradejo kitaro
c'e me vlec'ejo na kaks'no zafixano zabavo
c'e mi vrtajo v koleno z najbolj grozno napravo
ampak ko vidim tebe postanem mrzel
Ostanem miren c'e mi grozijo s pis'tolo
c'e mi raztres'c'ijo lobanjo z macolo
ostanem miren c'e me utopijo v beton
ampak ko vidim tebe postanem mrzel
Ona ima tako sexy rdec'e oc'i ...
C'e ne bi bil tako cool bi jo raztrgal
c'e ne bi bil tako cool bi jo
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Signs Of Spring
The Western Meadowlark
Gone
Replaced with herbicide, fungicide, insecticide and a gas-powered 'Popper' to keep the birds and geese away
Flowers
Gone
Replaced with pavers, concrete and outdoor barbecue grills
Family Farms
Gone
Replaced with huge, multi-owner conglomerates and global positioning satellites to keep the rows straight
Hometown Baseball Teams
Gone
Replaced with co-ops, bussing and poor, retired farmers driving busses to supplement their retirement income
Small Towns
Gone
Replaced with convenience stores along 4-lane highways and signs saying how many miles to the next Wal-mart and all the goods 'Made in China'
The US?
poem by Merle Steinmann
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GREEN, A Litany
green in the midst of drab desolation
green ‘til the tide in the street overflows
green that preserves green's green reputation
green behind curtains, like cellist & bow
green on occasions no green is permissible
green by inversion a negative flame
green in final disgrace & dismissal
green where the gravedigger shoulders his spade
green like the walls of Verlaine's Belgium prison
green woods, wolf & poet meeting on equal foot
green like embroidery on old smoking-jackets
covered with needlepoint dragons & soot
green like a murderer gone to the guillotine
green like the lawns of this land breaking through
our windows in herbicide frenzy to taunt us
green like the tarnish on brass tiger shoes
green the result of choice or of chance
green when the famished, the hopeful despair
green that we have no hope of outguessing
green for which always we must be prepared
poem by Jay Mandeville
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Mogoce Me Ni
Nisem se uc'il metat na zobe da bi mogu drz'at v glavi tolko brezveznih
informacij
in tako lepo oblec'en se poc'utim kot pes v najlon vrec'ki s kanglico na
glavi
Nisem se uc'il exat enga litra vina da bi mogu zaklepat z'epe vsakih 5
minut
mislit na denar bolj kot na lastno veselje in gledat face zdolgoc'asenih
kurb
Zakaj bi vsaka budala mogla vedet kdo sem kaj si mislim in kaj delam tu
mogoc'e sem nor mogoc'e samo utrujen mogoc'e nevaren mogoc'e me niti ni
in to kar vidis' se ti samo zdi mogoc'e me ni in to kar vidis' se ti
samo
zdi mogoc'e me ni ...
Jaz sem s'e bolj neobstojen od molekule ozona in c'e spijem eno pivo paf
se spremenim v kaviar
vedno imam pri sebi lasuljo od fantoma tarzanov dez'nik in majhno opico
ki pazi na denar
nisem se uc'il metat na zobe da bi mogu drz'at v glavi tolko brezveznih
informacij
in tako lepo oblec'en se poc'utim kot pes v najlon vrec'ki s kanglico na
glavi
Zakaj bi vsaka budala mogla vedet kdo sem kaj si mislim in kaj delam tu
mogoc'e sem nor mogoc'e samo utrujen mogoc'e nevaren mogoc'e me niti ni
in to kar vidis' se ti samo zdi mogoc'e me ni in to kar vidis' se ti
samo
zdi mogoc'e me ni
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Skodljivec
Tez'ko priznat ampak jaz sem sebi najvec'ji sovraz'nik c'esarkoli se
lotim
naredim pizdarijo
kadarkoli vozim pijan naletim na policijo iskrena hvala vsem ki me
trpijo
C'udno slis'at ampak vsi me trpijo ker nobenmu ne s'kodim s tem ko
s'kodim
sebi zgubim vso
energijo c'e bi imel s'e energije bi samo s'e bolj zablodu s'e dobro da
s'kodljivci ne s'kodijo ko
spijo
Mali kje si dobu liziko kje si zgubu mamico vrni liziko nazaj mali solze
ne pomagajo v zapor te
vrz'emo vrni liziko nazaj (panika) mali kje si dobu liziko kje si zgubu
mamico vrni liziko nazaj
mali solze ne pomagajo v zapor te vrz'emo vrni liziko nazaj
Dokler bo modro nebo bomo plavali v njem in lovili ribice
dokler bo modro nebo bomo plavali v njem in lovili ribice
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Sergio
Sergio iz trsta je bil dobro ohranjen dec'ko za svojih 60 let njegov
modri fiat jih je imel pol manj
a jih ni kazal vec' kot 10 z vranje c'rno lasuljo in sonc'nimi oc'ali je
v
temi zgledal kot james bond
edina omembe vredna stvar v njegovem z'ivljenju je bil en moc'en
karambol
Sergio sergio sergio trz'as'ki james bond
Za portoros'ko noc' je povleku iz predala veriz'ico in zlat brac'allet
poleg
ribe z'ensk in vina
si je hotu privos'c'it tudi lep ognjemet ko je s fiatom divjal je iz
auspuha pus'c'al meglo da so tudi
ptic'i mogli pristat a na ostrem nepreglednem ovinku se je zgodil tisti
usodni preobrat
Sergio sergio sergio trz'as'ki james bond
Je spustu gas in potegnu roc'no so gume zacvilile ga odneslo je boc'no
je
eno s'toparko vidu in jo
hotu pobrat je vrgu v brzino zac'el rikverc divjat nasproti je
pripeljala
uc'iteljca v oker
kalimerotu in vrgla ven oc'i 200 tonski s'leper za sergiotom je probal
nekaj bremzat ampak ni blo
kaj naredit
Sergio sergio sergio trz'as'ki james bond
Poc'ilo je ravno v trenutku ko je v portoroz'u zac'el ognjemet oc'evidci
so
povedali da je mille-tre
letel vis'e od raket 4 mesece kasneje so mlladi biologi opazili
nenavaden
fenomen galeba s
sonc'nimi oc'ali nekaj c'rnega mu je viselo prek ramen
Sergio sergio sergio trz'as'ki james bond
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Klub Ljudi Z Resnimi Tezavami
C'e ti zjutraj ko je kriza avto ne vz'ge in ti med dopustom vedno ribica
umre
stalno z'ivis' v krizi identitete ne znas' raztrgat perforirane serviete
c'e ti obup redno skac'e pred oc'i smrt te voha in po s'unki ji dis'is'
v boljs'o prihodnost ceste ni nobene rad bi bil zver a si le malo
s'c'ene
Pridi pogledat v nas' novi klub sami tez'ki pacijenti vrz'eni na kup
vsakega muc'i vsaj ena tez'ava vsak bo prisegu da njegova je prava
mali karlo je z'e kot otrok skuz'u kaj je to kvalitativni preskok
samo iz mase ljudi z velikimi problemi lahko pridejo ven tako dobri
refreni
Problemi so problemi bojo in kurc jih gleda
problemi so problemi bojo in klinc jih gleda seveda
problemi so problemi bojo in klinc jih gleda
problemi so problemi bojo al pa ne
vsako tolko tudi kaks'en od njih umre vsako tolko
C'e se ti dojenc'ki smejejo v obraz ko se smejis' ti vedno s'kripa glas
ostanes' trezen s'e po dvajseti pivi gledas' v kamne in mislis' da so
z'ivi
ob dobri priliki hitro zamiz'is' ko je s'la mimo gres' za njo in jo
lovis'
c'im mine panika postane dolgoc'asno kar imajo drugi je zmeraj najbolj
krasno
Pridi pogledat v nas' novi klub sami tez'ki pacijenti vrz'eni na kup
vsakega muc'i vsaj ena tez'ava vsak bo prisegu da njegova je prava
mali karlo je z'e kot otrok skuz'u kaj je to kvalitativni preskok
samo iz mase ljudi z velikimi problemi lahko pridejo ven tako dobri
refreni
Problemi so problemi bojo in kurc jih gleda
problemi so problemi bojo in klinc jih gleda aneda
problemi so problemi bojo in klinc jih gleda seveda
problemi so problemi bojo al pa ne
vsako tolko tudi kaks'nega z'aba poz're vsako tolko
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A greedy man will always find himself in the shackles of humility.
Imam Ali in Peak of Eloquence
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One who does not realize his own value is condemned to utter failure.
Imam Ali in Peak of Eloquence
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Pljuvam Skozi Okno
Pljuvam skozi okno in gledam kam pljunec leti
sonce zahaja nekje dalec' grmi vidim tvoj pogled kako v prazno brez
volje
lez'i
v dimu cigarete se tudi moj razmegli
Z'e tretji dan dez'uje in mene glava boli
si kdaj vidu kako kac'a trpi valja se v vroc'ini kjer je vedno lepo bilo
poletje brez vec'erov je kot belo zlato
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The sin which makes you sad and repentant is more liked by Allah than the good deed which turns you arrogant.
Imam Ali in Peak of Eloquence
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Picaro turns her face towards the sun
…chameleon like chiseled in a rock rock chained pours the rainbow colours the silent sky reflections where to think is if I was a tree I would turn my leaves to you so that you can mirror yourself in the streams of written currents if I were a butterfly I would turn my wings to you so that you can wing yourself in warmth from the hands an embrace to you if I had hands I would repeat the digging up of the wells which your light has not as yet reached if I was the light I would be faster than a thought if I had a thought from you I would make it a gift to the face cut in years towards death if I had a face I would not be a picaro of self an unoverstepped hurdle at the threshold of an entrance…I’ve got nothing.
Pikaro okreć e lice ka suncu
...kameleonski uzidan u stijenu stijenom rpikovan preliva dugine boje tihe odraze neba gdje misliti je da sam drvo okrenula bih lice ka tebi da se ogledaš u potocima ispisanog toka da sam leptir okrenula bih krila ka tebi da se raskriliš toplinom od ruku zagrljaj da imam ruke ponovila bih kopanja bunara gdje svjetlost tvoja stigla nije da sam svjetlost bila bih brža od misli da imam misao od tebe poklonila bih je licu što mu godine urezuju smrt da imam lice ne bih bila pikaro sopstva nepreskoč ena prepreka na pragu ulaska...Nemam ništa.
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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He who is greedy is disgraced; he who discloses his hardship will always be humiliated; he who has no control over his tongue will often have to face discomfort.
Imam Ali-Ibn-Abi-Talib in Peak of Eloquence
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