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People Planters

People planters find it hard to tear at the loss of your near and dear At two hundred percent profits Devastation gives them fat pockets Diggers open up the ground Where people sprouts can be found.... Sprouts or people dust....it is hard to know!?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/13/2011 7:51:00 PM
What an interesting theme for a poem, Doris. People planters, yep, they sure make a profit!!
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Date: 10/31/2011 10:50:00 AM
Liked your words...It's all become about the bottom line in everything.....George
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Date: 10/30/2011 7:29:00 AM
It's all about the might dollar for most isn't Carol? Oh, well each to his own. Enjoyed, Steve
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Date: 10/29/2011 11:19:00 PM
Your 'People Planters' carry very deep meaning. Nice write. Thanks for your sweet comment on my write. bl
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Date: 10/29/2011 12:44:00 PM
Witty piece with a deep meaning, Doris. I had to laugh at your chicken's favourite treat - and I thought I was a bad teenager giving the canary some chicken...
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Date: 10/29/2011 10:43:00 AM
super expressiion Doris of the dilemmas plaguing people all around luv..how are u doing ?? we are terrific ..moved into our new home..and in Feb. will be moving to Italy.. no snow..haha..
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Date: 10/29/2011 10:26:00 AM
Too true Doris,, i've been there and some..!
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Date: 10/29/2011 10:04:00 AM
Doris, you will have to explain this one to your dense mother..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting on my work..We will try to visit..Mom
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Date: 10/29/2011 9:56:00 AM
Oh tho dreadful people planters....I love this concept....they shall be known by their roots. Hey nurse sister, any nurse poems? Lead the way! Gwendolen
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Date: 10/29/2011 9:48:00 AM
* “When I Consider Something Sprouting My Dear Beautiful Doris * Tis Beauty Rising From The Depths of Endless Love * Lost Amid The Sea of Its Everlasting Splendour * Luv * Sarah.” *
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