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Array ( [sid] => 30193 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mooch Time [time] => 2003-12-26 16:09:13 [hometext] => There's a sucker born every ..etc [bodytext] => The conners are coming these times of the years,
When people's eyes are filled with tears,
The conners look to see if you're ripe,
To grab your dough because of some hype.

The Salvation This, The Benevolent That,
Please put a dollar in my empty hat,
The starving children of Timbucktu,
Will all die dead, were it not for you.

You can't walk streets without someone say,
Can you lend me a buck, for only a day,
Legitimate need, I'm willing to feed,
Not phony balonies with nothing but greed.

You ever wonder where your money went?
Who collected what and where it was spent,
Frankly, it's kind of an awful sin,
If our money went for beer and for gin.

Those that might say, "What do you care!
You gave them your cash, Why be aware?"
To them I do say, "Don't mind being big,
If only they'd give me a piece of the 'vig'".. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 7 [informant] => norm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )

Mooch Time

Contributed by norm on Friday, 26th December 2003 @ 04:09:13 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry

The conners are coming these times of the years,
When people's eyes are filled with tears,
The conners look to see if you're ripe,
To grab your dough because of some hype.

The Salvation This, The Benevolent That,
Please put a dollar in my empty hat,
The starving children of Timbucktu,
Will all die dead, were it not for you.

You can't walk streets without someone say,
Can you lend me a buck, for only a day,
Legitimate need, I'm willing to feed,
Not phony balonies with nothing but greed.

You ever wonder where your money went?
Who collected what and where it was spent,
Frankly, it's kind of an awful sin,
If our money went for beer and for gin.

Those that might say, "What do you care!
You gave them your cash, Why be aware?"
To them I do say, "Don't mind being big,
If only they'd give me a piece of the 'vig'"..

Copyright © norm ... [ 2003-12-26 16:09:13]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Mooch Time (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 26th December 2003 @ 08:33:54 PM AEST
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Dear Norm,
No better poem could have been written this time or the year.
I reported on this very thing, and found that more than half who hold out their hand, spend it not on food, but on beer, dope, and tan.
I was shocked when this I found.
It's hard for me to give now....for they are all around!
Great Poem Norm.
You do write like Ogden Nash....he was really funny...and so are you!
ConSue
Have fun when your crew gets there!

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