Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.
quote by Francis Bacon
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There is abundant proof that the opening of our ports always tends to raise the price of foreign corn to the price in the English market, and not to sink the price of British corn to the price in the continental market.
quote by Joseph Hume
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Food Left To Rot
market price
market fixed
market profit
not worth picking
costs more picking
than sold price paid
never fruit picked
never taste eaten
never starving fed
global waste sickening
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Fortune is like price: if you can wait long enough, the price will fall.
I think the market is always going to be around. The goal is not to say, let's get rid of the market, because the market does render a huge number of services, and I don't want to have a fight about the price of something every time I buy a book or a bottle of water.
quote by Susan George
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The Price I Pay
They tell me I'm the talk of the town
I've been staying home alone every night
It's nobody's business where I'm bound
As if to be alone and lonely just ain't right
On a old freight train moving down the line
I'm counting each day every minute that you're away
I've never been the stay at home kind
But for you it's just the price that I pay
It's just the price I pay for loving you
The price I pay for needing you so much
The price I pay for needing you
And putting all this time between us
I knew I was in trouble when we met
Dark clouds all around me I couldn't find the light
These hard times ain't hard to forget
Now I believe in love at first sight
I'm putting my heart and soul on the line
I know your love is with me every day
Your picture always there on my mind
But for you it's just the price that I pay
It's just the price I pay for loving you
The price I pay for needing you so much
The price I pay for needing you
And putting all this time between us
song performed by by Dixie Chicks
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The Price Of The Cock
THE PRICE OF THE COCK
A WOMAN STOLE A COCK AND TOOK IT TO THE MARKET TO SELL IT, WHILST AT THE MARKET, SMARTER THIEVES STOLE THE COCK FROM HER AND SHE WENT BACK HOME SOBER!
ON HER ARRIVAL AT HER HOUSE, AN INQUISITIVE NEIGHBOUR ASKED, DEAR NEIGHBOUR, YOUR COCK WHICH YOU TOOK TO THE MARKET, HOW MUCH DID YOU SELL IT? SHE ASKED AND THE SOBER WOMAN REPLIED, IT WAS SOLD FOR EXACTLY THE SAME PRICE FOR WHICH IT WAS BOUGHT!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Well, there's no question that the law passed in 1996 was flawed. It deregulated the wholesale market, meaning the price that the utilities had to pay energy companies for power, but not the retail market.
quote by Gray Davis
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Oh Mr. Bernanke!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Are we going to have that Rate-cut today?
Aha, you are the candy-man
Could wave your wand
Make the dying Market stand.
Ah, but it ain’t working anymore
The Market is a falling man
Oh Mr. Bernanke
You wave your wand
But it’s fallen over the stands!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Swayed the Market just your own way!
But banks aren’t making money
The cuts to them are one too many
Candy-man, the Market won’t stand!
Got my only heifer and sacrificed
At the altar of Dow and Nasdaq, paid a high price
The Dow, oh it fell through the Year’s low
Now here I come, Candy-man
Look through your store
We need something more!
poem by Dennisa Davidson
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The goal of re-importation is to provide American consumers with access to drugs at the world market price - not the inflated price now paid only by Americans.
quote by Michael K. Simpson
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The Auction
Buy a piece of God today.
He's going for half price.
Buy a piece of God today.
Save your soul,
Buy some salvation,
Save your soul from Damnation.
The man on the street corner
Has all the answers.
He's selling the Divine
From the back of a truck.
'Too hot to handle, too cold to hold,
Come on baby unburden your soul.'
It's raining.
Mud is splashing.
The pavement where the man stands,
Is dry.
Come save yourself.
It's all, all right.
God is being sold today.
Come early and get a good price
From the market.
Remember,
We've got what you need.
Cloth, cotton candy, vegetables,
And furniture.
Manure for your flower beds.
It's all right in the next room.
God is being sold today.
He's going for half price.
Going Once
Going Twice
Going three times!
GONE.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Glorious Isolation
It was a sad little street,
houses all terraced
lined up like soldiers
with no front gardens.
Two up, two down
we called them
and nowadays
well, they’re hot!
I wonder at the world
with its price wars,
its property market,
its values.
Years ago your house
was your home,
you had local friends
you had roots.
These days it’s not cool
to all live streets away,
pop in and chat,
have an open door.
Folk move away,
find jobs elsewhere,
become isolated
and up market.
I phoned my sister
the other day.
We used to share a bed,
bottom to bottom.
I said, “how are you,
what you up to.”
And d’you know
she replied.
“I’m in Manchester
in glorious isolation”
Sign of the times I sighed,
with saddened eyes.
poem by Ruth Walters
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The first principle of the market economy is that it is comprised of many small buyers and sellers, which implies a substantial degree of equity. Another fundamental market principle is that costs are internalized in the producer's price.
quote by David Korten
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Small price to pay
Small price
Small price
Small price to pay
That all you say
Sending all the children to war
Tell us it will all be ok
Say they will come back two year this day
Small price to pay
They will be ok
They will be ok
Why is that all you say
You dig a pit in our hearts
Fill it up with lies
And seal it up
And seal it up
Why cant you tell us were they really are
Were they really are
Were they really are
If it a small price to pay
Send your children out in play
It that a price your willing to pay
Will you let your children stay
Our is that to big a price to pay
poem by Carlos Cardona
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Men Of Good Fortune
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often cant do anything at all
The rich son waits for his father to die
The poor just drink and cry
And me, I just dont care at all
Men of good fortune
Very often cant do a thing
While men of poor beginnings
Often can do anything
At heart they try to act like a man
Handle things the best way they can
They have no rich, daddy to fall back on
Men of good fortune
Often cause empires to fall
While men of poor beginnings
Often cant do anything at all
It takes money to make money they say
Look at the fords, but didnt they start that way
Anyway, it makes no difference to me
Men of good fortune
Often wish that they could die
While men of poor beginnings
Want what they have and to get it theyll die
All those great things that live has to give
They wanna have money and live
But me, I just dont care at all
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
Men of good fortune
Men of poor beginnings
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Times Gettin Tougher Than Tough
A well moneys gettin cheaper
Price is gettin steeper
I found a little woman
But I just couldnt keep her
Times gettin tougher than tough
Times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
I just keep spendin the stuff
Oh well pork chops on the market
Ask the butcher for a pound
I couldnt get no pork chop
When I laid my money down
Times gettin tougher than tough
Times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
I just keep spendin the stuff
(instrumental)
Oh well the politicans say
Get the people on their feet
They wanna cut the price
And let the people eat
Times gettin tougher than tough
The times gettin rougher than rough
But I make alot of money
Just keep spendin the stuff
Well I cant afford to live
I guess Ill have to try
Undertakers got a union
And it cost too much to die
Times gettin tougher than tough
Well times gettin rougher than rough
Well I make alot of money
Just keep spendin the stuff
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A market where chief executive officers make 262 times that of the average worker and 821 times that of the minimum-wage worker is not a market that is working well. And it is surely not working well enough to build a solid middle class.
quote by Marcy Kaptur
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Bright Sunny Day
If you wake up in the morning light
Something doesn't seem
or know is right
Lay back and let your feeling show
Come on and let the people know
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Just ?? money
Your baby ??
??
Now come on boys,??
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
Bad news is just an excuse
Get down and
let yourself keep loose
Go on and live for tomorrow
So much spent today in sorrow
Oh, that's the price that you pay
Oh, that's the price that you pay.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Bargain Dreams?
This poison
chalice upheld
tests viability
of preference
error decisions
at market price?
This cup of blood
sweat tears pride
skill honour
what price paid?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Sailor and the Market Man
'I ask you to see reason'
Says the sailor who is stern;
'You know full well that from the sea
A living I must earn;
I'll bother you to shake on it,
I haven't got all day;
Come on now make your mind up,
It ain't a lot to pay! '
'My friend, your price is far too high'
The market-man declares,
'Go find another buyer now
Who'll rid you of your wares.
I know the fish you bring to sell
Are fat and fresh and sound,
But I must make a living too
By watching every pound.'
The sailor and the market-man
They argue every day,
As if there's no tomorrow,
And each must have his say.
The sailor and the market-man
At odds they'll always be,
Until they've taken all
The little fishes from the sea.
Written Dec 1994
poem by John Carter Brown
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Egyptian Facebook Protest
hear voice of Egyptian facebook generation
hear voice of Egyptian freedom youth call rise
what price facebook value now in freedom price?
what price facebook value now in market price?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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