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Premium Member Putting A Podiatry Round

Skin felt the pain  

While playing a peaceful golfing game  

Challenging the course’s blister campaign  

Terrorizing the toe  

Forcing a temporary surgical sew  

Oh 

No 

To keep this show  

On the go  

They must know  

Basic health care  

Not to scare  

Removing infected nail  

Transporting remains towards the waste management pail  

Bloody and red  

Now dead  

Left as trash  

Above the fairway grass  

Next to Frank’s Furter  

Who was murdered  

After pork barrel spending  

And over lending  

Worth commending  

Pending  

Cooking the links  

Hearing what others think  

About another medical review  

Of the pinkie one too 

Country club house bound 

And the parfect round   

No bogeys in sight  

Feeling right  

Since all has healed  

Closing the deal  

Without a squeal  

Or scream 

From the green  

Manicured and pristine  

Ready for a four-day dream

300 Our Golden Times During PNoy - Part 5

300.

Our Golden Times During PNoy – Part 5



Behold PNoy kicking like horse

Corrupt officials kicked out with force



Senators involved in spoiling pork barrel

Are now holding bars in each own cell



Officers accused in police and medic

Are also not spared from the angst of the kick



If public corruption is sincerely detached

Territorial protection is willingly attached



Established by the visit of Obama

Speaking of foreign, we got something in FIBA



Gilas Pilipinas made us Most Valuable

Proving Filipinos are fans indomitable



Fans of those to country give heart

Fans of those like PNoy who's smart



Go like Rachelle Ann, our pride offshore in theater

Swerve like Michael Christian, our first Olympian in winter.



-12/30/2014

(Dumarao)

234 Our Golden Times During PNoy - Part 4

234.

Our Golden Times During PNoy-Part 4



Behold PNoy in the Year of the Snake

A year of terrible typhoon & earthquake



A year of scam about pork barrel

A year in Zamboanga there's a battle



This year's really a great trial

A year of calamities & upheaval



But PNoy a leader who is alert

Warned the nation of imminent hurt



To places inflicted he himself went

Gave aids & comfort and slept in tent



A man for all he really is

That's why Team PNoy had many parties



‘Coz whatever party you may belong

If you're on Straight Path you come along



But if you're a partymate of crime accused

To him you'll never be excused.



-12/31/2013

(Dumarao)


Premium Member Alaska's Highway to Nowhere

Alaska's Highway to Nowhere

Unattainable goals are like dead-end roads;
Though lofty, they are a waste of time, effort, and money.
Grandiose in scale and impressive to construct,
The “Gravina bridge to nowhere” promised prosperity.
“Whose idea was that?”
Pork-barrel funding at its finest!
 Earmarked in 2005
With a four-hundred-million-dollar price tag
To replace the ferry service across the Tongass Narrows
Challenges the mind: “Whatever for?”
From Ketchikan, Alaska, to Gravina Island,
A community of 50 residents and an airport
That became a major talking point
During the 2008 U.S. presidential election.
Through the Alaskan frontier,
A road follows the isle’s coastline for 3.2 miles,
And then the Gravina Island Highway ends
Where a bridge should connect but doesn’t exist.

Where Greed Hides Herself

the people's money
they called it porked
inside a barrel 
that can be inserted 
on the greediest pockets
tax from sweat and blood
of the working class
that strive
to find conforts in life
to help the poor as they reasoned

long greed had consumed
the country that i call my love
that the money i have worked hard for 
where have all gone
long greed hides itself under the shadow of charity
but we are not damned anymore
the wisdom within us
awaken
and we cannot be decieved anymore


09/05/2013, philippines - on the issue of pork barrel

Premium Member The 1 Percent Solution

This country's wealth is owed to loans
A debit the public now owns 
We're told there’s no cost
But old lifestyles are lost
Over war and pork barrel bones

The public’s frail pockets they pick
Politicians and banksters trick    
And prime the nation  
With graft and inflation 
Thus making the middle class sick


Premium Member What's the Buzz

If I were a fly, I would take my place
In the halls of Congress where haste makes waste
     I’d buzz the House Speaker’s ear
     Because it has become clear
The voice of the public has been misplaced

Perhaps a good buzz would open their ears
Before they explore new spending frontiers
     Pork barrel projects still grow
     Let’s Make a Deal’s a game show
This game must end now as we’re in arrears

I’d surely make a nuisance of myself
I make a heck of a pesky black elf
     Sit on cups before they drink
     Lay eggs on collars of mink
Then wreak havoc with Obama himself



*Entry for Michael Falotico’s “Fly on the Wall” contest

Will There Ever Be An Ending To Pork Barrel Spending

Will there ever be an ending to pork barrel spending

Written By Dean Masciarelli

September 10, 2010 (4:45pm)


Will there ever be an 
ending to
 pork barrel spending

Maybe there will be
if we 
can start downsizing

By eliminating
the 
unnecessary spending

So that we can climb out 
of this recession 
that we have all been in

But it is going to take
some 
innovative thinking

And someone in power
who is 
willing to clamp down

By freezing any future 
projects
that are in the making

So that we can get out 
of this 
recession that we are in 

And continue to prosper 
into the next millennium

The Red White & Blue House Has Foundation

In God we Trust, they builded a house on a Foundation
a house without a foundation goes down during hard
times in the War or Storm, as the eagle won't ever
die the house isn't going off the foundation, its build
for bipartsin, and that were God comes in for Bipartsin
a house divide, to divide and then conquer its our
policy pork barrel Regan would say its Pork Barrel
a house divide can Conquer, on the Mountain Stop
were GAINTS stand and the white snow on the mountain tops
home sweet, home were the green green trees
our on the snow cover Mountains and Blessed
is our home of Victory sweet sweet home of
Victory, were the fire is always lite, and Our 
Father is always home for the cold cold icly
World and Wars and we have know were to go go 
home on the Mountain Stops in God we
Trust. May 17 2007 the War Iraq

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