Man And Money
God made man in His own image,
Man made money in his own image,
God made man to be immortal,
Money made ma to be immoral,
Man made God to be very sad,
Money made man to be very mad.
poem by Frank Odindo
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2.14 Man For Money Or Money For Man
In this whole materialistic world,
Where nothing else has more power,
Than money - the ultimate worth,
Demoralising money that showers.
[110] - 2
The money is but made by man,
No man made by money does be,
In reality this money is for man,
Man for money should never be.
[111] - 2
poem by Munnan Misra
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What God Made
God made coffee~
~God made tea~
~God made boy's~
~Just 4 me! ~
~God made flowers~
~God made dirt~
~God made boy's~
~So I can flirt! ~
~God made coke~
~God made Pepsi~
~God made me~
~So So Sexy! ~
~God made the ocean~
~God made the Sea~
~God needed a princess~
~So he created me
poem by Nicole Jackson
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God Made (funny Poem)
GOD MADE STEAK
GOD MADE SNAKES
GOD YOU MADE ALOT OF MISTAKES
GOD MADE COOKIES
GOD MADE MOVIES
GOD YOU ENJOY MAKING DOOKIES
GOD MADE YOU TALL
GOD MADE YOU A WALL
GOD LIKES TO PLAY BASKETBALL
GOD WEARS A PAD
GOD GETS MAD
GOD IS IN LOVE WITH CHAD
GOD MADE LIGHT
GOD MADE FIGHTS
GOD MADE YOU MISTAMINE
poem by Leticia Sanchez
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You Made Me Belive
You made me believe we are meant to be
You made me believe in more than just you and me
You made me believe in something rare
You made me believe in something we share
You made me believe miracles could happen
you made me believe I could do something's i never knew I could do
You made me believe,
its sounds kinda funny,
but you made me believe
IN LOVE
Thats sweeter than honey
poem by Simone Netjie Meyer
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Money
Money money money
Everybody wants some
No money church can't run
Money for this
Money for that
No life without it
Can't sleep
She says hell
In this house
If she don't get it!
Before you get paid
Taxman grab it
Buy something
He grab it again
When money pressure hit
You cannot afford to get sick
Doctors want some
And if you dead without it
You will not be buried
Not even in the sticks
Money money money
It's like blood
It's the way world runs
Need money for food
Need money for fun
If you have no money
Blood a go run
Man join the army
To get some of it
Would be alive
If he had it
Money money money
Where is the money?
Have to get money
Before the day is done
Donkey cough
When you are broke
No money
Donkey don't eat
Everything stops
Earth can't turn
Have to have money
Even some to burn
Money money money
Where did it go?
Pocket is empty
And I just got paid
Maybe my woman took it
Thought I had it made
Thought I had a hundred
But I don't have twenty
Now I am in trouble
I have to leave yard
But I can't leave
If I don't have any
What a thing this is
Money! money! money!
Eh!
12/4/09
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Money Money Money
Money Money Money
You're just a a thing in itself
But why is it your controlling me
Bit by bit you consume my sanity...
Your not a king but it seems like
Your everywhere...
Money Money Money
You turn myself full of greed......
I know that your a need
But then I'm not contended..
I have more of you
but seems like its not enough.....
Money Money Money
You were just created by man
But then man spare life just for you...
Crime and addiction emerged because of you...
Rich man had enough of you...
But then there the one who had the urge to kill
Just a thing... a money?
How it seems...
Money Money Money
Are you the one who rule our lives
Without you we intend to die?
What made you so important...?
Worship you not even God
Replacing love as our life..
But money as a thing
That can ruin our life!
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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God
{b-side of purple rain}
In the beginning, there was god
He made the earth, and the heavens
He gave us light to rule the day
And another light to rule the night
The lord, thy god
Made, he made the seas
He made the fruit upon the trees
When he saw, when he saw that it was good
He made a man, made a man
Only he could, only he could
God made u
God made me too
He made us all
Made us all equally
Now u say
God made u
God made me
He made us all equally
Wake up children
Dance the dance electric
There isnt much time
Who screamed?
Was it u?
song performed by by Prince
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Got My Mind Made Up
Dont ever try to change me,
I been in this thing too long.
Theres nothin you can say or do
To make me think Im wrong.
Well, Im goin off to libya,
Theres a guy I gotta see.
Hes been living there three years now,
In an oil refinery.
Ive got my mind made up.
Oh, I ve got my mind made up.
Call your ma in tallahassee
Tell her her babys on the line.
Tell her not to worry
Everything is gonna be fine.
Well, I gave you all my money
All my connections, too.
There aint nothin in this world, girl
You can say I didnt give to you.
Ive got my mind made up.
Ive got my mind made up.
You will be alright, girl,
Someones watchin over you.
He wont do nothin to you
Baby that I wouldnt do.
Well, if you dont want to see me,
Look the other way.
You dont have to feed me,
I aint your dog thats gone astray.
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
I got my mind made up
song performed by by Bob Dylan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I made a small fortune. I made a lot of money and I made a lot of other people wealthy.
quote by Jim Cramer
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Money, Money
My baby gives me the finance blues, tax me to the limit of my revenues.
Here she comes finger-poppin, clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds, you take your pick.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
She say, money, honey, Id rob a bank,
I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank.
Knockin off my neighborhood savings and load,
To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Mama dont send me down to rob that bank again,
I got a notion that your leadin me to sin.
Wont you relax, wont you lay way back,
Dont you bug your honey bout no cadillac.
Its only bucks, you dont need no jack.
So wont you please relax and lay way back.
My babys lovin gives me such a thrill;
It gives me inspiration makin counterfeit bills.
Now some folks say the best things in life are free,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Lord made a lady out of adams rib, next thing you know, you got womens lib.
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch;
Its a real shame that they got to cost so much.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Old Miser and his 3rd Wife
1
The Old Miser
my husband is dying
and he makes me promise
I must put all his money in his coffin
when he dies
“O my legal third wife
the only one surviving -
you must put all my money
secretly in my coffin”
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you want to bring away all the money
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
2
Now, he’s dead
and I’ve arranged for his funeral
and while everyone’s busy
with all these preparations
I dutifully take all his money
from the hiding place
which he whispered to me
with his last breath
and he bit my ear and he snarled:
“Put all my money
in my coffin”
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you want to bring all the money away
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
3
So I take all his money
and bring it to the bank
and deposit it in my name
and make a cheque out for 10 million
and put the cheque below his head
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you can take all the money away
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Its A Mans World
This is a mans world, this is a mans world
But it wouldnt be nothing without a woman or a girl
You know man made a car to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry heavy loads
Man made electric lights to take us out of the dark
Man made a boat for the water just like noah made the ark
Think about a little baby girl and a little baby boy
Man makes then happy cause man makes them toys
And after man has made everything, everything in the world he can
Man makes money to buy some other man
song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Man Made The Gun
Man made the gun a sado sexual machine
Its slaughter brings you to your knees
Man made the gun
Who is the person that is holding on
Whats in his mind where is he looking from
Isnt he the one we should be gazing on contemplating on
cos man made the gun
Man shapes the son
Man made the gun
While there is evil in this world
We try to save our boys and girls
Man made the bomb
That doesnt mean that we should turn them on
Or ever yearn him on
cos man made the gun
Man shapes the son
Man made it man made it
song performed by by Simply Red
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lost In Image-II
He elocuted speeches.
He himself did not write.
But he had persona.
And stage presence.
The best representation,
Of a manufactured image.
And not seen since,
In their eyesight.
And it has been more than twenty years...
He made any appearances,
Of a questionable leadership.
Made to give a lasting impression.
Greater now than ever,
After his death.
And this very day...
People with this addiction ask themselves,
'What would 'he' do?
What would 'he' say? '
And even though he has long passed away...
There are those doing the best they can,
Trying to recreate his comments made.
Since they...
Are lost,
In his image!
And images sustains their beliefs,
Too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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God Made Your Lips
God made your lips for me to kiss. Your hands for me to hold.
God made your smile for me to miss and treasure more than gold.
God made your ears so I could tell how beautiful you are.
God made your eyes to cast a spell, no matter, near or far.
God made your arms to hold me tight each time before I leave.
God made your legs to stir delight like Adam saw in Eve.
God made your doubts to fade away, for years have come and gone.
God made your joys thank Him each day our love goes on and on.
God made your heart a lot like mine - hold fast to what God says.
God made you my sweet Valentine, you're always in my prayers.
God made your mind, your memories, your dreams and all you're worth.
God made you precious so you'd please the luckiest man on Earth!
God made your blessings one by one and when I look at you,
I wonder what great thing I've done that you should love me, too.
poem by Denis Martindale
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We Were Made For Each Other
By carole bayer and george fischoff
I wanted you from the first day I saw you,
The first day I looked into your eyes.
Thats when I knew that I would adore you.
It was no surprise.
We were made for each other
As the stars were made for the sky.
We were made for each other
No other love have i.
You took my hand. was then you had known it?
Was that when you started loving me?
Was it the way I smiled that had shown it?
Was that the day you could see?
We were made for each other
As the stars were made for the sky.
We were made for each other
No other love have i.
We were made for each other
As the stars were made for the sky.
We were made for each other
No other love have i.
song performed by by Monkees
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How was she before?
The hairdresser made her sexy;
The beautician made her attractive;
The photographer made her arresting;
The title made her swaying;
The media made her popular.
How was she before she was made so?
Why should we bother about it?
21.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What Is The Value Of Money?
Money we all know is a medium of exchange
Buyers and sellers relate to each other through money
The question here is – what is the value of money?
Few say money is the root of all evil
Many say money is the root of prosperity
And how valuable is money
Almost everything is measured by money
People go to work everyday because of money
Wealth of individuals is measured by money
All purchases and transactions are made by money
Every country has a name for its own money
The importance of some countries
In based on the value of their money
What is the value of money?
The rise and fall of foreign exchange
Is used to measure the value of money
Success to many is also measured by money
Corporate positions are measured by money
There are some people who marry for money
What is the value of money?
To many, money is everything
You cannot get many things done without money
Many have pondered and contemplated to ask
Can human beings live without money?
Then, how shall we determine and decide
The prices of individuals and materials
Differences between the rich and the poor
Are calculated in monetary terms
The power bestowed by money
Seems bigger than imagined
poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Love is My Money
Love or Money raises a question in mind
But I’d be a fool to give up money for love
For I was born in the center of love by poor
Whom to pay back only my love not money
Some says: “money cannot buy happiness”
But I remembered when I was a little boy
Ma gave me a nickel out from her purse
To buy a candy that made me jumped of joy
Love or Money still raises a question in mind
Yet I’ll still be a fool to give up money for love
For I am now an old man in the center of love
Paying high interest to whom I owed their hugs
Others say: “money cannot buy happiness”
But I recall when I bought a ring for my fiancée
And the smile on her face made me too happy
So now without her love I would be broke
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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You Made Me Want To
You made me want to,
You made me willing to.
You opened up that tiny door
to that other side
I'd never seen before,
and I was Magicalized.
You made me want to
be more,
to step into the Woody Glade
to see who and what lived there.
You made me want to
see more;
My eyes rounded
filling
with Wonder Things.
You made me want to
give more.
At our Midnight Picnic
under Yellow Moon
my blouse opened
to you,
showing you my Soul.
You made me want to
Share Souls.
You made me want to
merge who I was
with who
we were that night.
You made me
the One Alone
into
something more
than I had ever known
on my own.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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