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Array ( [sid] => 14996 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Rainforests Incorporated [time] => 2003-03-27 06:05:00 [hometext] => A poem about nature and government and big business. [bodytext] => The world isn’t ending
It’s only pretending
To kill itself off
Like it always said.
A life of avoidance
And cautious rewarding
Can cripple a man
Just as fast as a car.

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a bladderwort.
There’s no use hiding
And I must report
You to the officials.
Bureaucratically challenged
Swim with the fishies
It’s all the same to me.

So I’m calling your bluff,
Though I know you act tough
Because you’re such a short man.
I know that you can
Be persuaded to join
You wife at the loins
But you only act tough.
Lie back. Lighten up.

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a bladderwort.
There’s no use hiding,
And I must report you
To city officials who
Take off your gown,
And take off your crown.
Now take off your frown.

Your daughter’s a whore.
How can I be sure?
She’s lifeless and limp
Like a watered-down chimp.
But France slit its wrist
And Europe is *****
At the monks and the Jews
So how can you choose
Who is right and who is wrong?

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a pitcher
And its no use hiding
My wishes for nature.
I worship the earth and
Life as a whole,
But I can’t understand
Why that’s just not your goal. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 267 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Rainforests Incorporated

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Thursday, 27th March 2003 @ 06:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

The world isn’t ending
It’s only pretending
To kill itself off
Like it always said.
A life of avoidance
And cautious rewarding
Can cripple a man
Just as fast as a car.

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a bladderwort.
There’s no use hiding
And I must report
You to the officials.
Bureaucratically challenged
Swim with the fishies
It’s all the same to me.

So I’m calling your bluff,
Though I know you act tough
Because you’re such a short man.
I know that you can
Be persuaded to join
You wife at the loins
But you only act tough.
Lie back. Lighten up.

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a bladderwort.
There’s no use hiding,
And I must report you
To city officials who
Take off your gown,
And take off your crown.
Now take off your frown.

Your daughter’s a whore.
How can I be sure?
She’s lifeless and limp
Like a watered-down chimp.
But France slit its wrist
And Europe is *****
At the monks and the Jews
So how can you choose
Who is right and who is wrong?

And I’m slip slip-sliding
Down the mouth of a pitcher
And its no use hiding
My wishes for nature.
I worship the earth and
Life as a whole,
But I can’t understand
Why that’s just not your goal.

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2003-03-27 06:05:00]
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Re: Rainforests Incorporated (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 27th March 2003 @ 01:36:22 PM AEST
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Intense
michelle

Re: Rainforests Incorporated (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Thursday, 27th March 2003 @ 02:34:53 PM AEST
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very well written. and yes, very intense

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