Fiscal Accountability
Fiscal accountability?
With a showing that is physical?
And this is being proposed by those,
Who suggest a tightening of belts?
Debits that are achieved on credit and loans...
Must be explained in terms that are real.
And pertaining to one's pocket.
To use apples and oranges as a means,
To assist one's awareness about how money works...
Has helped the farmers comprehend.
But those who frequent the malls...
Have no clue as to the association of gold,
As applied to fresh minted printed paper.
Or...
That plastic is trash once it has exhausted its usefulness.
But 'somehow'...
Those who know those who know 'who'
Can turn plastic into mansions.
And still make claims of being fiscally responsible.
With wishes to have their interests protected.
Though none of those interests attract dividends.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Apples And Oranges
Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do 'cause I'm feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
I love she
She loves me
See you
See you
Thought you might like to know
I'm the lorry driver man
She's on the run
Down by the river side
feeding ducks in the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
song performed by by Pink Floyd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Apples & Oranges
Got a flip-top pack of cigarettes in her pocket
Feeling good at the top
Shopping in sharp shoes
Walking in the sunshine town feeling very cool
But the butchers and the bakers in the supermarket stores
Getting everything she wants from the supermarket stores
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
Shes on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye then I stop and have to think
What a funny thing to do cause Im feeling very pink
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
I love she
She loves me
See you
See you
Thought you might to know
Im the lorry driver man
Shes on the run
Down by the river side
Feeding ducks by the afternoon tide
(quack quack)
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
Apples and oranges
song performed by by Pink Floyd
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Plastic
You got a plastic name and a plastic heart
You can play the game or you'll never start
I'm talkin' to you
You got a plastic house and a plastic fence
Gotta look around or you'll lose your friends
Am I gettin' through?
You got a plastic girl in a plastic bed
And she's in your house made of gingerbread
And you're in there too
Got a plastic smile on a plastic face
But it's underneath that you can't erase
But what can you do-do-do?
[CHORUS:]
Say Love-it's not that hard after all
(tell me what I want
song performed by by Alanis Morissette from Alanis
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Plastic Man
A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think hes helpful and hes sweet,
cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand,
But no one knows he really is a plastic man.
Hes got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose.
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums,
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum.
(plastic bum)
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got plastic flowers growing up the walls,
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork,
He likes plastic cups and saucers cause they never break,
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate.
Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man dont feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He cant disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).
Hes got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their dad,
(yeah, hes plastic man)
Hes got a phony smile that makes you think he understands,
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)
Plastic man (plastic man).
song performed by by Kinks
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Baby Bird Explodes
Plastic and glass
all make trash
Trash on the streets
for birds to eat
Little birds that mother bird feeds
yes, this is happening in our seas
Mother birds feeds from her nest
plastic that gets caught in their food
not knowing it’s in the goo
Can we prevent this from getting to sea?
Pick up trash on the street or beach?
Best way to have a planet where
people are kind and smart
they put trash
in the right compartment
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Plastic
Oh a little bitty termite you know he come knockin' knockin' on my front door
Well he walked right in sat right down started chewin' on the kitchen floor
You know he chewed out the walls and the ceilings and the halls Lord knows he tried
But he kept gettin' thinner and he never got no dinner and finally he sat up and cried
He said it's plastic yeah he said it's plastic
Well you know it ain't no wood and it can't do me no good
Because it's plastic he said it's plastic
You know that everything's gonna be plastic by and by
Yeah an early one day in the month of May I went down to the beach
You know there were beauties and cuties in little bathin' suities
And all of them within my reach
Then a 38-24-36 miss just happened to be passin' my way
I said please don't think I'm nervy but you look so very curvy
Please tell me how you got that way
She said it's plastic she said it's just plastic
She said it's pretty as can be but you know that it ain't me
Because it's plastic she said it's plastic everything's gonna be plastic by and by
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Unfortunate Plastic Cup
white plastic cup
red plastic cup
new plastic cup
orange plastic cup
black plastic cup
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Rumpelstiltskin's revenge
Rumpelstiltskin’s Revenge
A worthless scrap of linen
On which Ben Franklin’s printed
Can buy you one tenth ounce of gold
An eagle freshly minted.
Our Quantitative Easing
Has made Rumpelstiltskin sore
Our turning paper into gold
Means there’s no need for straw
As far as barbarous relics go
Gold Eagles are quite nice
But as gold doesn’t grow on trees
They’ll have to raise the price.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Plastic & Concrete
Plastic & concrete, baby
These are the facts of life
I 'm a nightmare child
Stuck on my own knife
I' m glad my mother loved me
I' m sick & paranoid
The hotel generater
Hums into the void
Of plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete, baby
I gotta learn to slow down
Somethin new from chemistry
Is jackin my brain around
I have got the plastic
And i have got the stone
Out there in the suburbs
I learned to be alone
In plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete sandwich
You 'd like to eat me, but
Later you 'll reiect me
I' m too much to bite off
The salad on my outside
Is made of suicide
The guy who squirts my mayonnaise
Is on a one-way ride
In plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Plastic Concrete
Plastic & concrete, baby
These are the facts of life
I m a nightmare child
Stuck on my own knife
I m glad my mother loved me
I m sick & paranoid
The hotel generater
Hums into the void
Of plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete, baby
I gotta learn to slow down
Somethin new from chemistry
Is jackin my brain around
I have got the plastic
And I have got the stone
Out there in the suburbs
I learned to be alone
In plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete sandwich
You d like to eat me, but
Later you ll reiect me
I m too much to bite off
The salad on my outside
Is made of suicide
The guy who squirts my mayonnaise
Is on a one-way ride
In plastic & concrete
Plastic & concrete
song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Plastic Pity
Within some minds,
It is okay to be criticized.
And in some minds closed and confined...
What others do to them,
Is perfectly fine.
And yet there are those minds,
Behind times trying to define...
How best to belittle,
With a showing of unconsiousness...
A plastic pity that will fit,
All occasions that will suit...
A showing of a care-less-ness,
So obvious and with no regret.
With their noses in the air...
They plastic pity.
They dare to play it really fair,
With their plastic pity.
They careless who is there to spare,
With their plastic pity.
Or who lives on and in despair,
As long as they give pity.
A plastic empty pity.
With their noses in the air...
They plastic pity.
They dare to play it really fair,
With their plastic pity.
They careless who is there to spare,
With their plastic pity.
Or who lives on and in despair,
As long as they give pity.
A plastic empty pity.
And yet there are those minds,
Behind times trying to define...
How best to belittle,
With a showing of unconsiousness...
A plastic pity that will fit,
All occasions that will suit...
A showing of care-less-ness,
So obvious and with no regret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What's Wrong and What's Right
Baby oh baby.
You make me understand the meaning of life.
Complications you make easy.
You make me comprehend like I can...
Without one spite.
Baby oh baby.
You make my moon reach closer to believe.
I can reach for the stars and make it.
And pocket everything,
In between!
Baby oh baby.
You forgave and forgot for real.
You helped me mend what I was leaving.
To grieve with wounds,
By myself...
I know would never heal.
Baby oh baby.
You make me understand the meaning of life.
Complications you make easy.
You make me comprehend like I can...
Without one spite.
Or reason to call it a night.
Without a fuss,
Bicker or bite.
When what is done is for the one...
Who needs to know,
What's wrong and what's right!
When what is done
Is for the one
Who needs to know...
What is wrong!
And 'that' makes that wrong that wasn't right...
Explained,
Before a fight!
Explained,
Before a fight.
That's all this needed,
Before a fight.
We found 'us' too much in love...
To start a fight!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What Is A Fraud?
Interests of the people should always be conveyed as a whole.
While divisions indeed do exist, we can not let a select elite few dictate the choices for us all.
For the majority not a minority.
Let there be no seniority.
A special interests to those deemed appropriate by the paper strewn across the sky.
Which keeps being printed with no consequences in mind.
A ride that the lines keep getting longer each time.i
Soon no one will come for the wait itself because it is not worth the debate.
When the accomplishments are of a single entity with no defining merits of legitimacy.
The meaning of one word defines a lie spread abroad.
That is what we all know as a fraud.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In Civil Disobedience!
The majority of them have lived their lives,
In an isolated racist bubble.
Now that their comfort has been marked by troubles...
They seek a bailout from their mindless gains.
With wishes their selfishness did not exist.
Or had not been obvious to others,
Who had witnessed this!
While a greed was fed to exploit those in need.
Those who now seem much better off.
Since they have less blood to bleed...
Than those who lived totally on their good credit.
And loans the economy...
Can no longer assist them in their leeching to feed.
And their misdeeds and deceit...
Now chases them in fear!
With no escape from this beast!
While they swarm the streets...
In civil disobedience!
Treating them with a taste of defeat!
Completely out of their minds...
Come the times for those of selfishness!
Protesting that their interests,
Has left them in duress!
With no fingers to point.
As they are kept close to their own chests!
In attempts to keep themselves...
From losing their precious breath!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suckers
Cascades of brightly coloured lights.
Festoon the aisles of shopping malls.
Perhaps a foretaste of delights
that kids expect when Santa call.
Small children with wide open eyes
are hypnotised by this display
Each aisle reveals a fresh surprise
They cannot tear their eyes away.
The harassed mothers can’t persuade
their wide eyed children they must go
For daddy’s dinner must be made
the children just don’t want to know.
An advertising strategy
which works with great efficiency.
It brings the punters thronging in.
They come to look but soon begin.
To purchase with their credit card.
The crafty tactic works again
The merchants reap a rich reward.
Debt ridden punters bear the pain.
They’ve only just cleared last year’s debt
Yet foolishly they overspend.
It’s strange how quickly they forget
the real cost of their plastic friend.
19-Nov-07
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Makes Me Want To Cry
Just a few facts
that should make you want to cry…
Four thousand per cent markup
On each bottle of water you buy
Four per cent of all U.S. energy is consumed
In the making of plastic
So I’m guessin’ that our average person
Doesn’t think the energy crises is drastic
Doesn’t even matter
what you’re putting in it
One hundred forty four thousand
plastic bags are used every minute
At least four billion bottles
purchased in 2010
An amount that’s quite
Impossible to truly comprehend
Twelve per cent of all plastic
Is turned into solid trash
Which we then convert into big smelly piles
And then try to find a place to stash
And speaking of taste there’s
one thing that you oughta’
Know about your spring
and mountain pure bottled water
And that’s one not so surprising fact
That most of your prized mountain,
and your precious spring water
Comes into your bottles from an ordinary tap
At least four hundred million barrels of oil
Used to make plastic bottles and bags in 2010
Look at the bright side, at least we’ve made a lot of Arabs happy…
In Saudi Arabia, Libya, and Iran!
So maybe it’s the shape or maybe the cachet
That works it’s insidious seduction… (but stop and think!)
A hundred watt bulb can burn eleven hours
On the energy wasted on just one bottle’s production
Eighty percent of marine garbage is plastic
Two hundred species at risk from plastic waste
But what’s a few species? Let’s not be drastic!
We certainly wouldn’t want to act in haste.
Three hundred thousand pounds per square kilometer
Floating in the Pacific alone
So we oughta’ start thinking about using the Atlantic
When we start thinking of tossing our old cell phone
So when you buy your next bottled water
There’s one thought I’d like to plant under your nose
It takes only a few seconds to make one plastic bottle
But takes four hundred fifty…years to decompose
poem by David Whalen
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Plastic Girl
Hey!
Hey!
Plastic girl
Seams on a magazine
Plastic girl
Shes logging on a tv screen
Cos I know where youre going
Cos I know where youve been
Plastic girl is coming
---- is to be real
Hey!
Plastic girl
Seams on a magazine
Plastic girl
Shes logging on a tv screen
Cos I know where youre going
Cos I know where youve been
Plastic girl is coming
------is to be real
Hey!
Bye bye bob is was nice to have known you .........after 4 here we go
Plastic girl I ........
You can always rely on a lead guitarist to play lead guitar when you want to sing a vocal
Hey!
Heres to plastic genius,
Genius of the magazine
Because you know where youre coming from
And we know where youve been
.........
Just...
Just...
Just...
Hey!
Just
Just
Just
Just
Just
Just
Just
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Fake Plastic Trees
Her green plastic watering can for her fake chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man in a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself,- it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man,
A cracked polystyrene man who just
Crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery for girls in the eighties but gravity always
Wins and it wears him out.
She looks like the real thing.
She tastes like the real thing,
My fake plastic love.
But I cant help the feeling.
I could blow through the ceiling.
If I just turn and run.
And it wears me out.
If I could be who you wanted all the time.
song performed by by Marillion
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Economically Speaking
Economically speaking,
It has been the keeping of greed and theft...
That has left a bottomless pitt of debts unpaid.
With an overwhelming creation of fantasies unfaced,
That can be traced to the suffering.
Economically speaking,
People feeding on delusions of loans and credits...
And borrowing on debits,
With interests blamed on threats...
That has left everyone following in the steps,
Generating today's cloud cover of unhappiness.
Smearing truths in denial and refusing to listen,
Leaves unhearing ears...
With thick headed skulls.
And those self righteous,
Hiding behind their mix of faith and bad politics...
Wish to shift their deceit,
On the backs of those...
Carrying the weight,
That enables the thieves to escape scot-free...
From any responsible accountability.
Economically speaking,
It has been the keeping of greed and theft...
That has left a bottomless pitt of debts unpaid.
With an overwhelming creation of fantasies unfaced,
That can be traced to the suffering.
And today's buffering of a smothered reality.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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