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Mime Money

economic issues in these times
is a ghost of nickels and dimes
cheer up, phantom money will set us free
I'll pretend to work,
you pretend to pay me.

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I worked with the March of Dimes to enact legislation for a national birth defects prevention program to provide surveillance, research and preventive services aimed at reducing the rate of birth defects.

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Hiding Away

I
Try Hard
to Hide Away
The Burning Passion
As I Look into May
Someplace I Die
Deep Inside
Losing You's
Suicide
At Heart
Your Spirit is
How I Live
In Part
It's a Hailstorm
When we're apart
A fountain of Dimes
Losing You's
Suicide

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Betrayed By The Soul!

religion,
and capitalism,
both sell the spirit
to numb the soul.
we would construct god
out of victory,
and burn the bodies of defeat.
while men in black masks
kill women and children,
and turn the bodies of color
into nickels and dimes.
hunger feeds on itself
neath the lash and the gun.
they trap the last wolf,
and kill the last whale...
as the spirit grows numb,
betrayed by the soul!

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Guillaume Apollinaire

La tzigane

La Tzigane savait d'avance
Nos deux vies barrées par les nuits
Nous lui dîmes adieu et puis
De ce puits sortit l'Esperance
L'amour lourd comme un ours privé
Dansa debout quand nous voulûmes
Et l'oiseau bleu perdit ses plumes
Et les mendiants leurs Avé

On sait très bien que l'on se damne
Mais l'espoir d'aimer en chemin
Nous fait penser main dans la main
À ce qu'a prédit la tzigane

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The Subject Of Death

The subject of death
or standing at night with a lit candle
under my chin in front of a mirror

prevents my humor
from spilling.

The stanza is romantic.
Makes me queasy.

And it's unfair to play
with silver dimes

when the dead
can see no more

nor have the will
to lift their lids.

Had they the capability

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Poor Dog Poetry # 2

cant pay the rent, live in a tent,
pitch it where it's dark.
dumpster diving for your food,
thrown out by the rich and rude,
who have artificial hearts.

doing day work, dont shirk,
sell your soul for nickels and dimes.
gotta be Goodwill or cheap thrills,
hopped up on stolen pills,
gonna end up doing time....

the horns blow, patriots rise.
somewhere another innocent dies.
stars and stripes in the land of lies....
freedom bows her head and cries!

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Do You Know Anything About Crows?

crows steal eggs from another nest,
plop them on the ground and then feed,
it's pretty basic what they do,
they take from others what they need.

many an egg has been dropped in these times,
and I'm not talking about nickels and dimes,
so many nest eggs ripped from those trying to save,
the market place, an infantile grave.

who are these crows that steal?
what real estate of theirs is real?
computerized theft is such a sight,
when crows operate in broad day light.

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Pavement Poet

God's truth! these be the bitter times.
In vain I sing my sheaf of rhymes,
And hold my battered hat for dimes.

And then a copper collars me,
Barking: "It's begging that you be;
Come on, dad; you're in custody."

And then the Beak looks down and says:
"Sheer doggerel I deem your lays:
I send you down for seven days."

So for the week I won't disturb
The peace by singing at the curb.
I don't mind that, but oh it's hell
To have my verse called doggerel.

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John Shea

Thoughts At 63

wow just a babe
I thought so and so did you

So you thought thirty was tough
Check out the older and gruff

separate age from nickles and dimes
And divide them by good times and bad

They equal the worth of your life
Your sacrifice for country and life

Live like a poet with the secret on the tip of your lips
To forgive the young
The old and gray
For ever shunning them in any way

Bring on the age that brings us fear
Although we will be remembered for many, many years.

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