Workers insist that they are not disgruntled. They are very gruntled.
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If not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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The coin with one side
The one, not disgruntled
Is not gruntled either.
The one not inimical
Is not friendly either.
The one not a womanizer
Is not a romantic too.
A coin cannot be with one side.
05.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Have a Good Gruntle
'You're the most ept, ert, choate and dolent person I know -
how do you manage it? '
'Excuse me...? ? '
Words are fun.
If your child's school report
declared him or her
'inept, inert, inchoate, and indolent'
you'd have a fairly clear picture
of how things are;
the negatives survive,
as more useful
(ah, sad reflection...)
and then there are the words
that have reversed their meanings
by some really interesting
but alas never yet charted
human failing:
'nice' once meant stupid and ignorant;
'silly' once meant blissful...
But today I'm savouring 'disgruntled':
that is, dissatisfied, and angry with it;
a state not unknown
to a consumer society;
so are you gruntled today -
satisfied and happy?
but it's not quite as easy as that:
if you're gruntled, then officially you're
'uttering little grunts'...
would that be while DIYing
somewhere back of the sink,
or pigging out so fast you can hardly
make time to breathe,
or perhaps being, uh,
sexually favoured?
Words are fun
especially for poets -
Shakespeare made up more than anyone
just like that
without some egghead like Bacon (aha!) or Jonson
looking over his shoulder and saying
you can't say that
they won't know what you mean
in the low-price seats...
Words are fun;
give them a good shake of the kaleidoscope
and they just might play nose-to-tail
and make a poem
though not today it seems
poem by Michael Shepherd
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One Of Them!
student protesters
close down Wall Street....
peaceful waves lapping
at the shore....
but the storm is coming;
students give way to workers,
workers without food,
without housing or medical care,
workers without hope....
angry workers,
and they damn sure
ought to be...
i know, i'm one of them!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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As you know, Social Security functions under the premise that today's workers will help finance benefits for retirees and that these workers will then be supported by the next generation of workers paying into the same system.
quote by Steve Israel
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Only Night
Workers
Are working
for factory...
Day with night...
works
Night making day
For with out sleep
Workers...
Day time also
Work...
workers life...
Not for day
Only at
Night for life...
Sun shine day's
24hour's come
And go...
Workers life...
wacke up at night....!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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I'm for anything that lets people come here to work legally. There are more protections for workers who are here legally than for those who are not. It's also safer for the workers and employers have a more consistent pool of workers.
quote by Larry Craig
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America's workers face a battle for their jobs. They are the finest workers in the world. American workers grow, harvest, and mine some of the world's highest quality and most plentiful raw materials.
God sometimes grants your prayer to punish you....
do not insist. God has a way of punishing
your unreasonable widow
persistence, the Greeks are warned
about Wooden Horses,
and Achilles' heels,
do not insist. Don't you know that sometimes
God grants prayers
purposely to punish
those who are hardheaded?
Pray what God wills you to be.
Do not insist.
God knows better
Before you were born
He knows what is in store for you
Till the last
breath. Till you dropp dead.
So do not insist
Natural laws cannot be compromised.
Legal laws maybe.
Man made ones, those that twist
and pride on
Compromises.
Do not insist. Let God flow inside your
Heart. Let the seeds grow
As he sets the fertile soil
of the mind
As he gives the light in your
Sun.
As he prunes and cuts
and Makes you
The most beautiful tree
within the forest of your tangled
hairs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thank the Light Workers
Thank the Light Workers that shine their light
Thank the Light Workers who set this realm right.
Earth was almost at a point of total collapse
now we made it through 2012
and 2013 almost here at last.
Light Workers saved the ocean from that oil spill
prayer was sent by many people because sea life ill.
Sea life heard the prayers and went to an island faraway
it was recorded as phenomenal to this very day.
Thank the Light Workers once again
and Thank yourself my dear friend
Thank also the all the Angels in heaven.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Less than 8 percent of private sector workers belonged to a union in 2004, and, overall, only 12.5 percent of American workers carry a union card - down from about one-third of workers in labor's heydays in the 1950s.
quote by Linda Chavez
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My Name Is Jonas
My name is jonas!
Im carrying the wheel.
Thanks for all youve shown us.
But this is how we feel.
Come sit next to me, pour yourself some tea.
Just like grandma made, when we couldnt find sleep.
Things were better then.
Once but never again.
Weve all left the den, let me tell you bout it.
The choo-choo train left right on time.
A ticket cost only your mind.
The driver said hey man, we go all the way.
Of course we were willing to pay!
My name is wepeel !
Got a box full of your toys.
Theyre fresh out of batteries.
But youre still making noise! making noise!
Tell me what to do,
Now the tank is dry, now this wheel is flat, and you know what else!
Guess what I received in the mail today,
Words of deep concern, for my little brother.
The buildings not going as he planned...
The foreman has injured his hand,
The dozer will not clear a path,
The driver swears he learned his math !
The workers are going home.
Workers are going home.
The workers are going home.
The workers are going home.
Yeah!
The workers are going home.
The workers are going home.
The workers are going home.
Yeah yeah yeah!
My name is jonas.
song performed by by Weezer
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Disgruntled Grumblings Zinged
My heart and I no longer fight or wrestle,
Over which way to go.
No.
My head and mind decides what's right.
Finally united.
And about that my heart likes.
Disgruntled grumblings zinged!
And from me they've gone.
All zapped and zinged.
And from me they've gone.
Wrapped up and flinged.
And from me they've gone.
No more disgruntled grumblings haunting me,
When they don't belong.
All grumblings have been zinged.
And from me they've gone.
All zapped and zinged.
And from me they've gone.
Wrapped up and flinged.
And from me they've gone.
Disgruntled grumblings zinged with everything,
That did not belong.
My heart and I no longer fight or wrestle,
Over which way to go.
No.
My head and mind decides what's right.
Finally united.
And about that my heart likes.
Disgruntled grumblings zinged!
And from me they've gone.
All zapped and zinged.
And from me they've gone.
Wrapped up and flinged.
And from me they've gone.
Disgruntled grumblings zinged with everything,
That did not belong.
They've all been wrapped and flinged,
And from me now they're all gone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Made In America
went to the funeral
this morning...
men and women of all ages,
all backgrounds, all colors,
stood in line to pay respect.
workers, laid off workers,
workers without hope
of a job....
we viewed the body,
the preacher said kind words,
bringing back memories...
then to the graveyard.
buried beneath an old tree
in a corner soon forgotten...
the headstone read:
Made In America!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Poets’ Occupation
You insist on some occupations to grasp,
Yet lying has happened for some time.
The understanding is full, fulfilling us,
As men who bear the pains insist on us.
The warriors of controversy shake us
Around the jugular veins, where there is a deity;
The deity is wrong, fulfilling nobody
Just as skies are around to tempt.
May we insist on the men of old,
Poets who are strong and never gaining;
The ends of the story are folded
Into many chambers of the heart.
poem by Naveed Akram
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But also, the guest workers program, it's quite often misused, meaning people could come in as part of a guest workers program and after two weeks in the fields, they'd run off to do every other kind of job that isn't covered by a guest workers program.
quote by Dana Rohrabacher
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By the time of the United States Tricentennial, there will be more government workers than there are workers.
quote by Norman Ralph Augustine
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There is, therefore, no solution possible other than an economy directed by the workers through their organisations of control-through the workers' syndicates.
quote by Frederica Montseny
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It is we the workers who built these palaces and cities here in Spain and in America and everywhere. We, the workers, can build others to take their place. And better ones! We are not in the least afraid of ruins.
quote by Buenaventura Durruti
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