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    Friday Poetry Corner

    Nations , Economies , Epochs may come and go - but welcome back my Friends to the show that never ends.


    There is no political solution
    To our troubled evolution
    Have no faith in constitution
    There is no bloody revolution

    We are spirits in the material world

    Our so-called leaders speak
    With words they try to jail you
    The subjugate the meek

    But its the rhetoric of failure
    We are spirits in the material world
    Are spirits in the material world

    Where does the answer lie?
    Living from day to day

    If its something we cant buy
    There must be another way

    We are spirits in the material world

    #2
    Not a poem, but I heard in the car this morning

    I think I'm sophisticated
    'Cause I'm living my life like a good homosapien
    But all around me everybody's multiplying
    And they're walking round like flies man

    So I'm no better than the animals sitting in their cages
    in the zoo man
    Because compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees
    I am an apeman

    I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized
    'Cause I'm a strict vegetarian
    But with the over-population and inflation and starvation
    And the crazy politicians

    I don't feel safe in this world no more
    I don't want to die in a nuclear war
    I want to sail away to a distant shore
    And make like an apeman

    I'm an apeman, I'm an ape apeman
    I'm an apeman
    I'm a King Kong man I'm ape apeman
    I am an apeman

    'Cause compared to the sun that sits in the sky
    Compared to the clouds as they roll by
    Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies
    I am an apeman

    In man's evolution he has created the cities and
    the motor traffic rumble,
    But give me half a chance
    and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle

    'Cause the only time that I feel at ease
    Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree
    Oh what a life of luxury
    To be like an apeman

    I'm an apeman, I'm an ape apeman,
    I'm an apeman
    I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man
    I am an apeman

    I look out my window, but I can't see the sky
    'Cause the air pollution is fogging up my eyes
    I want to get out of this city alive
    And make like an apeman

    Come and love me, be my apeman girl
    And we will be so happy in my apeman world

    I'm an apeman, I'm an ape apeman,
    I'm an ape man
    I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man
    I am an apeman

    I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane
    I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane
    And we'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day
    Just like an apeman

    I'm an apeman, I'm an apeape man,
    I'm an ape man
    I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voo-doo man
    I am an apeman.

    I don't feel safe in this world no more
    I don't want to die in a nuclear war
    I want to sail away to a distant shore
    And make like an apeman.

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      #3
      I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pyjamas,
      I've got forty thousand french francs in my fridge.
      I've got lots of lovely lire,
      Now the Deutschemark's getting dearer,
      And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
      Chorus: There is nothing quite as wonderful as money,
      There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash.
      Some people say it's folly,
      But I'd rather have the lolly,
      With money you can ma-ake a splash.
      Finale: There is nothing quite wonderful as money,
      (money,money,money,mon
      ey)
      There is nothing like a newly minted pound,
      (money,money,money,money)
      All: Everyone must hanker for the butchness of a banker,
      It's accountancy that makes the world go round.
      (round,round,round)
      You can keep your Marxist ways
      For it's only just a phase.
      For it's money money money makes the world go round.
      (money,money,money,money
      money,money,money,money
      moneeeeeeeeeeeyyyy)
      Why not?

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        #4
        Whom is the Biggest Criminal ?

        The person who robs a bank - or the person whom owns the bank ?

        Brecht - The Threepenny Opera

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          #5
          Yer doomed and yer know yer are
          Yer doomed and yer know yer
          Yer all doomed, I tell yer
          Yer doomed, doomed
          Dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo omed.
          Down with racism. Long live miscegenation!

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            #6
            Bring out your Dead - Bring out your Dead ...

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