The Accounting of Hardship - Parody Robert Frost
Ask still less of money spent where the spender thinks it went,
for, despite reminders sent, its too easy to invent
excuses not to find the rent.
Therefore before you consent to part with pound, or penny, cent,
helping friend to supplement his small yearly increment, -
before you lament, repent!
Management most competent needs some legal instrument
to avert an accident, subsequent predicament, -
argument, embarassment
If your friendships you’d cement by behaviour sapient,
avoid disillusionment by tactful expedient, -
‘tis best the question to prevent!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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What is meant? What sent?
WHAT IS MEANT? WHAT SENT?
Impediments lament
not in themselves, content
within to document
the signs which represent
Fate’s patterns which serpent
beyond what impatient
minds see evidence patent.
For what is meant? what sent?
What is lent intent
upon safe tent, soft scent,
when statements can't be bent
to complement hopes' vent?
No compliments prevent
time spent, ascent, descent, -
can circumvent Chance pent
preparing element
to catalyze, cement,
success when two consent
to celebrate event -
of all most excellent -
when selfless sentiment
expels self-evident
expediency meant
to supplement the rent.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Rent
(again... again... again... ooooh
(again... again... again... again... ...)
You dress me up, Im your puppet
You buy me things, I love it
You bring me food, I need it
You give me love, I feed it
And look at the two of us in sympathy
With everything we see
I never want anything, its easy
You buy whatever I need
But look at my hopes, look at my dreams
The currency weve spent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
You phone me in the evening on hearsay
And bought me caviar
You took me to a restaurant off broadway
To tell me who you are
We never-ever argue, we never calculate
The currency weve spent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
Im your puppet
I love it
And look at the two of us in sympathy
And sometimes ecstasy
Words mean so little, and money less
When youre lying next to me
But look at my hopes, look at my dreams
The currency weve spent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent
(ooooh) ooh, I love you, you pay my rent
Look at my hopes, look at my dreams
The currency weve spent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent
Look at my hopes, look at my dreams
The currency weve spent
(ooooh) I love you, oh, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent
(ooooh) I love you, you pay my rent (its easy, its so easy)
(ooooh) you pay my rent (its easy, its so easy)
(ooooh) you pay my rent (its easy, its so easy)
(ooooh) I love you (its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
(its easy, its so easy)
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Bee Lines - Revised Version October 2006
Past and Present's argument:
busy bee belligerent
pollen gummy complement
bagged we present, buzzing by.
Season spent, none can prevent
destiny's predicament
when hive honey government
planned obsolescent workers die.
Sediment by sediment,
shows history self-evident,
defines Time's judgement - no postponement,
no atonement, ‘vein' appeals deny.
Inconsequent experiment, -
memory once fulgurant,
lacking, runny, insouciant
semi-senescent, streams awry.
I came, I went - to what intent?
R.I.P. advertisement?
Time's jokes, sad-funny, represent
transient moment's magician fly.
Permanent no monument.
‘Ici gît' lost figurant,
sad or sunny temperament -
No recommencement, - Death draws nigh.
Heaven sent or Hell's descent?
Seeking key see reverent
Christian, Sunni for portent
all-omniscient search the sky.
Sojourn tent is non-event.
Time flies by, moon gib, crescent.
Fame's gin, rummy, trump-trap vent
turns acescent, none know why.
Sentiment harsh, well-meant,
share same sigh, acquiescent,
proud or puny, soon repent,
share same statement - shroud cowed lie.
Cold, confident, or bland, ament,
trembling shy, bold, insolent,
see aims crumbly fade, fragment,
hopes delitescent ossify.
Circumvent predicament?
Though all try - fool and pedant -
jester dummy document,
share passing cry.
Life is lent, fleet fleece rent:
mortality deliquescent,
scoffs at monied supplement -
soon putrescent, low and high.
So, no comment. Evanescent
humanity effervescent,
you and I, represent
torment lament: born to die.
(11 October 2006)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Busy Bees - Current Version
Heaven sent: bees, busy, fly
hunting honey buzzing by.
Pollen scent pays apiary rent
till men repent greed, source runs dry -
fount fructose. Rent wings' all awry,
Nature denies, most malcontent.
Hive syndrome meant as warning pent
with sugary advice, we cry.
Indecent is the extent
of robbery in broad daylight.
Protest vent represent
one percent of calls to try
to prevent bee supplement
royal jelly, harvest wry.
Came and went, bee ascent
flora flee, few know why.
Rise, descent: Magician fly -
sad or funny - Time flies by.
Excellent, straight or bent,
proud or puny - passing sigh.
Life is lent: Humanity
tied to money, low and high.
Summer spent, mortality:
you be[e] I, born to die.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Tell It Like It Is
(chorus)
I jus' a tell it like it is, yeah
I jus' a tell it like it is, oh yeah
I've got to be blatant in this time
Jus' like I know 1 + 1 no make 9 (repeat)
Now what was I saying about being blatant
You got to be blatant in an argument
You got to make sure your feelings are felt
Perfect example for you from me
Watch lying politicians me seh on me t.v.
Pay big big money for the licence fee
(at the same time them a try fi fool we) (repeat)
(chorus)
I jus' tell it like it is, yeah
I jus' tell it like it is, oh yeah
I've got ....
I've got to be blatant in this time
Now let me tell me more about being blantant
You got to be blatant me seh
With product you invent
If you don't patent it
You nah see a cent
You have no money fi go pay up your rent
If you crash fi your car
Or you in an accident
If it's not your fault you be blatant
(chorus)
I jus' tell it like it is, yeah
I jus' tell it like it is, oh yeah
I've got ....
Now I get serious about being blatant
Police come and mess with me pon the pavement
They say oi' where you going, what you doing here?
I just leave mi house fi go buy a tin of beer
Another example of being blatant
South africa police a kill the innocent
Fire live ammunition me seh into a crowd
If that's not blatant murder
Then murder can't be found (repeat)
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Ub40
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Money Talks
(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
I work so hard just to get along
Before I know it, all the moneys gone
I do my best just to make headway
And save some money for a rainy day
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks, I said
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, we should talk, talk about it
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, we should talk
I find it rough just to pay the rent
Before I know it all the moneys spent
I work hard and toe the line
And learn to take one day at a time
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks, I said
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, we should talk, talk about it
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, lets talk
We pay our taxes just like they say
And man it hurts to give the money away
A penny saved, a penny earned
You do your best, and you still get burned
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks, I said
If money talks, its not talkin to me, if money talks
I work so hard, just like you (just like you)
But someday thingsll change
If money can talk, this is it
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, we should talk, talk about it
If money can talk, lets talk
If money can talk, we should talk
song performed by by April Wine
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Caribou
I live cement
I hate this street
Give dirt to me
I bite lament
This human form
Where I was born
I now repent
Caribou (3x)
Repent
Re-pe-ent
Give me wide
Ground to run
And foregone
Lets me knife
Knife me lets
I will get
What I like
Caribou (3x)
Repent
Rep-pent
song performed by by Pixies
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Your Actions Have Outdated My Patience
For many years I have known of you!
And in those years,
I feel I don't know you at all.
I've invited you into my home...
And assisted in the things you do.
I've even invited you with me,
To attend events.
And this you have refused,
With excuses to invent.
And when I see you publicly,
You pretend not to know me...
You never acknowledge me to make small talk.
When was the last time I recieved your invitation,
To go anywhere with different sights to see?
I can not recall that being your priority.
And yet you call yourself my 'friend'?
Which one of us is pretending?
And which one of us thinks,
Whatever this is between us should end?
'You don't know me like you think you do! '
You say to me as if to accuse.
And I say to you...
'No kidding?
You must be a comedian too?
But your actions have outdated my patience.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Song of millionaire
Money O money!
Come on honey!
My aim is?
My game is?
Each and every
Cent and penny
Money o money
Come on honey
Will keep you
Will heap you
Don’t astray
From my way
Night prevail
And horror hail
To vale dark
Where skylark
Do not coo
But I boo boo
Will worship
And will sip
Manna or gall
Whatever fall
From your lip
O my sunny
Money o money
Come on honey
poem by Akram Saqib
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Don't Commence Lamenting
Discuss,
You must.
But distrust your rush,
To judgement.
Or...
Laments commenced.
That don't pay your mortgage,
Or rent.
That's pending.
Don't lament!
Discuss,
You must.
But distrust your rush,
To judgement.
Or...
Laments commenced.
Or anyone who doesn't pay,
A single cent...
Back,
You lend them!
Don't commence lamenting...
Anyone who doesn't pay a single cent back,
You lend them.
Don't lament...
Anyone who doesn't pay a single cent back,
You lend them.
Don't commence lamenting...
Anyone who doesn't pay a single cent back,
You lend them.
Don't lament...
Anyone who doesn't pay a single cent back,
You lend them.
Don't commence lamenting...
Anyone who doesn't pay a single cent back,
You lend them.
Just,
Don't do it again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Due To Money
Due to money good friendships have come to an end
For money can make an enemy out of a friend
And due to money many are serving prison time
For money or lack of it leads many to serious crime
Due to money the Fifth Commandment has often been broken it does seem sad to say
That some with their lives due to money do pay
Those who say money is not important to reality not true
If you owe someone a lot of money for Court you are due
Whoever say money is not important believe their own lie
People have been bashed over money and left there to die
And people due to money feel happy to deceive
And that it does speak every language you ought to believe
Yes money out of a friend can make a foe
I am telling you something you already know.
poem by Francis Duggan
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All About Money
nothing comes free..here
everything is tagged
excepting life...strange
life given to us not tagged
the days and nights given
are not tagged even
even then....
day in and day out
i am all out
searching ways and means
to make my money...
i do not pay any money
for the sun and breeze
god in nature an absolute giver
praying for wealth and prosperity
praying for money...money..and more money...to god
i feel will get us not even a penny
GOD DOES NOT KNOW OUR MONEY
when you send your kid on a trip away
you will give him money to spend on the way
we were sent here without a penny
when i return as dead stock one day
worldly wise kith and kin of my
send me with a penny on my forehead
just a penny?
is that what i was worth...or
is that the way fare to hell or heaven
just a penny?
poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
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Big Fat Money
Some say money is bad for the soul
Bad for the rock, bad for the roll
Bad for the heart, bad for the brain
Bad for damn near everything, oh yeah
It must be good for something
Come on pay the rent
Telephone, telefax, telefunkin teletrash
Tell a cop, tell a friend
Think weve hit the stoney end
Nothin left, nothin right
Now they want a bigger bite
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some big money, oh yeah
They want big fat money
Thats what I want
Big fat money
Too much temptation
Enough to kill a generation
Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation
This aint groovin, this aint funky
Its on my back
But it aint my monkey, no
Oh yeah, gimme some of that big big money
Thats what I want
Big fat money
Big fat money
Smoke this, eat that
My ol ladys gettin fat
High rise, high rent
Before its earned, its all been spent
Wheres it gonna come from?
Whos it gonna go to?
Aint beatin, but Im being eatin by money, oh yeah
Big big money, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money, alright
Thats want I want
Well alright, oh, big big money
Now gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money
Thats what I want
Thats all I need
Gimme big fat money
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme some of that big fat money
song performed by by Van Halen
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A Burn
My spender rinses me as I have spent,
The real ferocity makes me cement;
The deed has done my face, has seen me last,
I cast a spell, and be somewhat aghast.
My buying and this lying can concern,
But this time that design does spend a burn;
The cavern dozes and deserves music,
Unmet, unworked, like sport and metallic.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Penny Brings Melodie To Life
Penny with her sewing flair,
sews Melodie doll and yarns her hair.
Penny makes Melodie into a small doll,
once Melodie's alive the two have a ball.
Melodie writes Penny once in awhile,
she even visited her in the hospital.
Melodie had to make sure Penny was alright,
in fact Penny told the nurse, where is Suzy tonight?
Right then Melodie, Razel and me soon arrived,
to sit by friend Penny's dear old side.
Now Penny gets healthy and recovers real soon,
she enjoys her grandchildren and her new life too.
Thank you Penny for all your generosity,
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Melodie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Easy Come, Easy Go
(words & music by weisman / wayne)
Easy come, easy go
Here, there, everywhere, crazy love is in the air
Nightfall, mmm, day and nightfall
So many girls in every port
You gotta be a juggernaut
Full speed ahead or youll be caught
Oh yeah! oh yeah!
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
All right!
When you want love to keep you warm
Theres nothing like a uniform
You got a port in any storm
There she blows
Easy come, easy go
Up, down, all around, kiss and kiss
And pound for pound, delicious
Mmm so nutritious
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Sailor beware take it slow
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
Easy come, easy go
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Put a Penny in the Slot
If my action's stiff and crude,
Do not laugh, because it's rude.
If my gestures promise larks,
Do not make unkind remarks.
Clockwork figures may be found
Everywhere and all around.
Ten to one, if I but knew,
You are clockwork figures too.
And the motto of the lot,
"Put a penny in the slot!"
Usurer, for money lent,
Making out his cent per cent -
Widow plump or maiden rare,
Deaf and dumb to suitor's prayer -
Tax collectors, whom in vain
You implore to "call again" -
Cautious voter, whom you find
Slow in making up his mind -
If you'd move them on the spot,
Put a penny in the slot!
Bland reporters in the courts,
Who suppress police reports -
Sheriff's yeoman, pen in fist,
Making out a jury list -
Stern policemen, tall and spare,
Acting all "upon the square" -
(Which in words that plainer fall,
Means that you can square them all) -
If you want to move the lot,
Put a penny in the slot!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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We Live In a Democracy
I agree with you.
Sometimes I do.
That is true.
When I do.
You may have opinions to express.
But not one of them is asked for here.
Not one do you need to address.
In my home I dictate.
And the space inside, I rent.
Even if it was mortgaged...
Every cent paid on bill in my name,
I'm the one who gives consent.
If I should solicit,
That will be done in am manner as I wish.
And when I get annoyed by disrespect...
Those who do it,
Are dismissed.
There is no need for you to yell,
'We live in a democracy! '
In my home I dictate.
And the space inside, I rent.
Even if it was mortgaged...
Every cent paid on bill in my name,
I'm the one who gives consent.
If I should solicit,
That will be done in am manner as I wish.
And when I get annoyed by disrespect...
Those who do it,
Are dismissed.
There is no need for you to yell,
'We live in a democracy! '
Or do I need to repeat what I've said...
Since you obviously are not listening to me.
You see that door?
Get up and through it exit.
You are no longer welcomed in my home.
For an excuse to play fool.
Or puff up your chest to threatened.
Since ignorance in here is all you've invested.
See that door?
Save some remnants of our friendship!
Get up...
Go through it quick to exit!
We will talk at some point,
When it's agreed we can disagree.
But right now our eyes do not meet.
I agree with you.
Sometimes I do.
That is true.
When I do.
But for now...
Get the hell out of my house.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Penny Brings Melodie To Life
Penny with her sewing flair,
sews Melodie doll and yarns her hair.
Penny makes Melodie into a small doll,
once Melodie's alive the two have a ball.
Melodie writes Penny once in awhile,
she even visited her in the hospital.
Melodie had to make sure Penny was alright,
in fact Penny told the nurse, where is Suzy tonight?
Right then Melodie, Razel and me soon arrived,
to sit by friend Penny's dear old side.
Now Penny gets healthy and recovers real soon,
she enjoys her grandchildren and her new life too.
Thank you Penny for all your generosity,
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Melodie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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I'm Not Brave Or Known For Courage
I'm not brave or known for courage I am allergic to fear
Of the violent and aggressive I am happy to stay clear
And far too many violent people in the World of today
Who don't respect the rights of others that does seem quite sad to say.
The living life form that I fear most happens to be my fellow man
Of those known to be violent I avoid them if I can
Even on their best behaviour bullies they have darkness of the soul
And one must say they are quite dangerous when they are out of control.
I'm not brave or known for courage just your average ageing bloke
And I like being with laid back people those who like to tell a joke
These to me are feel good people they are nice to get to know
Acquaintances with their sort into friendships do grow.
One known for to be violent could never be my friend
I see their type as control freaks of that I won't pretend
I like the easy going sort power over others they don't need
Not hard to get along with and quite likeable indeed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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