If you're going to make rubbish, be the best rubbish in it.
quote by Richard Burton
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Rubbish Sad Salary Somber N
rubbish sad salary somber n'
exquisite
influenced by everything.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
intricate a
Rubiks Cube, Waldo was found
in an outhouse by the summit of an epoch
the 1920s washed out into depressive oblivion. Simon included
this in his autobiography, written in the 3rd person.
rubbish sad salary somber n'
infinite.
rubbish sad salary
rubbish sad salary
a sombering quintet.
A dealer in rubbish sounds the praises of rubbish.
A Carbon Copy
Rubbish, written rubbish
I can't show it to anyone I know
They'll get the wrong idea,
They'll think I am fatalistic,
A desperate soul...
(But isn't he clever!)
Too bad he can't control his thoughts
They should be more like ours
We are society, the community,
We dictate the acceptable attitude,
The right way to think and write...
But who-are we
But individuals, first
And finally individuals
Suffocating from individualism...
Or lack of it-...!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Bares Thru Us?
BARES THRU US?
by Alex Lewis
i'm taking out the TRASh (of society) :
the only way to set all the others free.
i will dispose of all of it:
those healthy in mind and body-fit.
in this, RUbbish, you won't find the needy,
only the selfish and the greedy.
i have no garbagE-collecting mechanism
to pick up all of the racism
i'll put them in the traSH bag next to the ignoramus.
i'm talking, of course, about the rich and famous.
at the request of the children,
i'll be rid of each republican.
finally, i can take the garBage out
before the scum see what's about.
now, everyone else will be at peace,
especially the lazy and the police.
i have only one word of warning for you all:
once again, the rUbbish bag will get full. ?
poem by Alex Lewis
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One stone two birds
rubbish, rubbish, rubbish
it not innocent game to finish
it is brilliance and execution of skill
That fulfills your aim and will
what best can be the option?
where you have to last long with no ration
maintaining strong bond without any relation
according warm reception to foes with citation
It s mastery stroke with fine precision
you may take split second decision
the arrow may travel and strike in bull
The result may be appreciated even by fool
It is move to keep enemy in suspension
He may not come out with its dispensation
there is still more waiting in sensation
when it will be enjoyed with elation
it is realization of goal in one stroke
the move may be concealed in smoke
the enemy may be simply compelled to provoke
here it may force her to surrender and accept the yoke
its usage is not limited to end result
it is not revenge for any insult
it is total surprise and delivered as deadly blow
Its impact may be known later on or very slow
Shoot with precision and prove the alertness
may be possible it is shot in air with firmness
the result is achieved without any bloodshed
this may be considered as an example and watershed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sue me if you can
Sometimes I wonder
what kind of criminals
is doing business today
in the new South Africa
and steal time, labour
and life
from their employees
and claim money
for undelivered services?
The rubbish collectors strike,
as they are not paid
and there is nobody
to collect the rubbish
and still the municipality
charges its fees
while you have to dispose of it
or have to pay other people
to remove it.
Mine workers are in revolt
since from November
they got no salaries
and it’s already the end of march
and some more promises
are made by the mine
that maybe later
fire them all.
A salesman’s sales
goes through the books
and money is received for it
and the boss
transfers all her property
to her children
and says that he
will get no commission
as she is bankrupt:
“sue me if you can.”
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rubbish Tip
At the rubbish tip they place their words
Just on the edge of
Surreal and absurd
A gold leafed edge
A lettered page
At teh rubbish tip
They stage
Their acts in
'THREE PARTS SCENE ONE'
Then you arrive
By stage door three
With a broken heart
All at sea
With the rythmn
Of the words
They left you to say
Can't see the wood for the trees today
At the rubbish dump
The hungry sit
Wide eyed
Death in their mouths
Waiting to eat
The bread of the words
The crumbs from a table
Of rotten verse
Yet still they come the blind and the dumb
Sit up and write
Recite it all night
Without a pause
Or space for 'applause'
READ THE PAPER!
It makes more sense to believe in
The tablod lies
Than live in a world of man made pretense
Take your tongue from your cheek
The fibre glass from your eye
BETTER NOT TO SAY A THING
DON'T TIP THE WORDS FROM YOUR MOUTH
TO THE PAGE...VOMIT BREACHED
just stay silent
Let the rain fall one more time
It's a sign of the times sell fast stories
Falling of dirty ink presses
distresses on paper
OUR DAILY BREAD SPOON FED!
ANGUS HAM STRINGS
poem by Yvette Smith
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To My Friend Cat
Cat
Right now i’m feeling all blue
I dnt know what to do
For i feel like i’m a shit of rubbish
A rubbish that u can easily use and throw away
Cat
Right now i’m feeling all confused
I dnt know what to believe
All i hear that he’s “busy”
Well maybe he is,
But i feel like a shit bomb man
Cat
Right now i dnt feel loved
I dont know he loves me anymore
It’s like a trust has fades away
And this is to say
It’s similar to beautiful rose dying away
Cat
Right now i’m hurting all over
I dnt know who i could tell it to
I have nobody at the moment
Tell me what shall i do today?
Cat
What shall i do?
I hardly know u guys
I hardly know the world
I hardly go out
I hardly do normal things
I hardly to anything man
It’s not my fault if i can’t do things
How can i put it into words?
So that all of my mates and ppl may understand
Cat
I see myself as a shit
Soon i might see u breaking with me
Just like my other mates
I dnt know what to do
I’m a piece of shit
Cat
Plzz plzz...
Don’t hurt me
Like others did
Coz’ it already having an affect on me
Dnt be the one
That would break my heart...
poem by Hindy Nobody
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There’s a male baboon loose in town
There’s a male baboon loose in town
walking on its hands and feet
opening all the rubbish bins in town
where eagerly it looks for any food
and it’s easier for him than the bush,
while cursing he talks to the dogs.
There’s a male baboon loose in town
walking on its hands and feet
stripping everything that it finds
and as an outcast it did desert,
he scratches between rubbish, old papers and mail,
trying to baptize himself in the sewerage,
there’s a male baboon loose in town
walking on its hands and feet.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Critic
That from _you_, neighbor! to whose vacant lot
Each rhyming literary knacker scourges
His cart-compelling Pegasus to trot,
As folly, fame or famine smartly urges?
Admonished by the stimulating goad,
How gaily, lo! the spavined crow-bait prances
Its cart before it-eager to unload
The dead-dog sentiments and swill-tub fancies.
Gravely the sweating scavenger pulls out
The tail-board of his curst imagination,
Shoots all his rascal rubbish, and, no doubt,
Thanks Fortune for so good a dumping-station.
To improve your property, the vile cascade
Your thrift invites-to make a higher level.
In vain: with tons of garbage overlaid,
Your baseless bog sinks slowly to the devil.
'Rubbish may be shot here'-familiar sign!
I seem to see it in your every column.
You have your wishes, but if I had mine
'Twould to your editor mean something solemn.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish!
quote by E.M. Forster
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There has been so much rubbish written up in the papers over the years.
quote by Ronald Biggs
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I've done the most awful rubbish in order to have somewhere to go in the morning.
quote by Richard Burton
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Tristan and Isolde were lucky to die when they did. They'd have been sick of all that rubbish in a year.
quote by Robertson Davies
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rubbish dump site
soon - some pumpkins
for your family
haiku by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Women's tennis is two sets of rubbish that lasts only half an hour.
If you keep your mind sufficiently open, people will throw a lot of rubbish into it.
quote by William A. Orton
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An Aristotle was but the rubbish of an Adam, and Athens but the rudiments of Paradise.
quote by Robert South
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