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Facebook Management Listen Up You Suck

I've been doing some soul searching and it's time to wake up
Nasty comments on Facebook when religion issues come up 
Really starting to suck!
I highly doubt that the management are up to any good
This morning I woke to a photo of ISIS no Robin Hood
I once wrote that the Internet can be a terrible place
Now I am convinced it is the beginning of the end for the human race
Before the Internet existed emotions ran raw
But they were contained to one single shore
Is this healthy for anyone at all?
Facebook is making the money and the owner is having a ball
Sadly a lot of people do not realize this at all
When something diabolical happens who will take the fall?

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A Beach Within My Reach

I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good 
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:


Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted   to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest

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Internet Set

Google, Amazon, Yahoo and Bing
Search engines with algorithms that swing
Keywords, rankings each tell their own unique tale
of failure or success, with every new sale
Twitter, Google and Facebook matter
Social networking to increase relevant chatter
The Internet is a world of its own
Clicking on links, a habit now grown
Website owners pay for impressions
Others make video sessions
Promotion and advertising are in the lead
Interesting news delivered as a feed
Whatever the topic be it books or crooks
The Internet delivers all of these, disguised beneath good looks
Sex, drugs, pedophiles
Lunatics searching for juveniles
Harmful beings are on the loose
Bullies are trying to tighten the noose!

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Dashed Hopes of Landing Your Dream Job - All Because of Your Gob

A wise person wrote be careful what you post on your Facebook wall
A potential employer checked my daughter’s and did call
He was impressed with what he saw and read
That is precisely what he said
It’s every parent’s duty in life to teach their child
To be savvy in life, not to act wild
Should your child’s friend post garbage on their wall
Tell your teen to delete it, in the eventuality of a job interview call
The possibilities of landing a job are greater when kids use their brains
Breaking them free from their “so called” friends chains

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Vaction Hell As Far As I Can Tell

Something like this could only ever happen to me
I’ve boarded a plane and flown to the wrong country
Alitalia decided to strike while we were in mid air
That was the end of my first love affair
Here in Albania things don’t look great
I was always slim but here I've lost weight
Managed to get out of this terrible place
You should see the colors of the spots on my face
I start my vacation at long last
I fall in a pot hole and end up in a cast
The Italians love me so
They’ve stolen my passport and I have nowhere to go.

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Cancer Free a Very Lucky Me

My future looked bleak 
I was extremely weak 
Riddled with cancer, my spirit was giving up 
Until a friend came to visit me and told me literally to 'shut up' 
Chemotherapy had made me worse 
It was not a medicine but a curse 
My friend cared for me for days on end 
Wrote e-mails to every cancer Specialist she could send 
One replied, he was eager to help  
I let out a half hearted yelp 
He studied my case intensively 
There was a cure to be cancer free 
It was expensive as to be expected 
But he too had once been infected 
He understood my pain 
Refused to use it to his gain 
He paid for my surgery 
Even for my recovery 
Today, I am a healthy man 
Now, I too make it a point to help everybody that I can!

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She's Dying I Am Crying

Why must she die? 
How many times can you suffer from a broken heart? 
I try to take control but I am slowly falling apart 
It used to be a relationship turned sour that would make me cry 
Now my pet of seven years has advanced cancer and will soon die 
I've shed many tears since I received this awful news 
I try to picture myself in her shoes 
Poor baby I love her so much 
How I'm going to miss her and her soft touch 
I wake up every morning and keep her close to me 
She is so faithful, as trusting as can be 
This is a big blow and I need to muster all my courage to be with her to the end 
I don't want to say goodbye to my very best friend.

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Manchester Suicide Bomber Gets More Attention Than Mahatma Gandhi

One week ago, a suicide bomber, a murderer took many lives at the Manchester Arena 
The police are hunting down his accomplices to subpoena 
It seems that the papers have nothing better to do than to show his face to us every day
Replaying each and every horrific moment to his families and relatives: including his unfallen, his prey
Go on let’s make him famous, some journalists seem to say
These are the images that imprint themselves in the minds of relatives and friends
What kind of a message does this ultimately send?
This story really sucks
News makes big bucks
Who is going undercover to catch these monsters that lurk?
Has the world gone completely berserk?
When it came to the crunch, they caught the evil leaders not so long ago
They knew where and how to overthrow
Those in power know how to catch these wicked murderers if they really want to
Instead, they sit back and hold up their hands up in horror as if to say how can this be true
The reality is who is selling weapons to the enemy
Their identities will surely put them in jeopardy
So until someone commands the word “GO”!
This remains to be one big psycho show!

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The Right Company For Me

I felt so lonely living on my own
All my children had flown the nest, now grown
They visited often and occasionally took me out for a nice meal
Anything to make me forget, not to feel
The passing of my husband had been a big blow
He was too young to die, it was hard to let go
One morning I heard a whining sound
It came from my garden and it sounded like there was somebody there digging up the ground
I opened the garden door and saw the cutest dog rolling on his back
He was white and black
I let him into my house wagging his furry tail
I gave him some food and water and noticed this dog was male
He had no collar or identification
So, I called the police station
Nobody had reported a missing dog, they suggested that he might be a stray
I took him in and he wanted to play
He had made my day
Every night he stays by my side
One eye half closed, the other open wide
He is so faithful, as trusting as can be
He might be slightly disobedient but this is the dog for me

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Which Pasta Am I Give It a Try

I'm a fresh pastry made with different fillings
A plate of me will cost you a few shillings
Sometimes made with spinach and ricotta cheese
Topped with tomato sauce and fresh, green peas
It depends, my pockets are sometimes filled with salmon and cream
I am the Mediterranean dream
I am solely
The one and only Ravioli !