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If you want your big jam sandwich
Pay attention to your stomach
Looking down at your toes…
You can see them – add more butter!
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Birth: Cradle. Diapers. Mess. Cries.
First: Word. Step.
Sneezes. Doctor. Parents Doting Over. Brother/Sister...
Kindergarten: Swing. Toys. Daily Snoozes. Lunches.
School: Teachers. Marks. Principle and Misdemeanors.
Games. Yard. Ball. Tripping. Crutches. Bed.
Fights. Broken Nose. Blood. Makeups. Forgiveness.
Neighborhood. Friends. Hangouts. Drinks and Smokes.
Girls. Parties. Show off - Pretense. Kisses. Finally: Sex.
College: More Kisses. Sex. Spring. Winter. Summer.
Sessions. Tails. Beer. More Beer. Vodka. Gin with ice.
Coffee. Night Sessions. Finally Diploma.
Thereafter: Work. Love. Starry Sleepless Nights.
Unending Conversations. Proposal. Wedding. Marriage.
Mother In Law. Father In Law. Sudden Relatives.
Conversations. Advice How To Live. Trapped.
Quarrels. Clubs. Friends. Alcohol: Boy Nights.
Often Repeated.
Make ups. Birth. Cradle. Diapers. Mess. Cries.
First: Word. Step.
Sneezes. Doctor. Sleepless Nights.
Doting Over. Son/Daughter...
Possibly Repeated.
Stress. Mistress. Bed. Possibly Repeated.
Business. Money. Planning. Overspending.
Job: Overtimes At Work. Scheming For Advancement.
Finally Achieved. Jobless. Multiply Repeated.
Old Age. Grandson/Granddaughter.
Diapers. Cradle. Kindergartens. Schools.
Universities. Stress. Pressure.
“Grandparents: Help!” Possibly Repeated.
Retirement. Migraine. Glasses. Heart.
Kidneys. Lungs. Bones. Doctor. Bed.
Death. Speech. Coffin. Goodbye. Crying.
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When you experience great joy
Or under sorrow’s unwonted burden
Or feeling stress/duress…
You still would have an obligation
To keep your station…
Above means that you need to watch
(Three things to keep under control)
Your weight, your mind and your big mouth.
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We loved the movie
We enjoyed it…
It tells the truth about life
And it foretells it in advance…
With countries starting with an ‘A’:
Albania - Afganistan…
About Monica and Bill
And wars on terror just began…
And good new is:
It never ends!
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Me doing the Wall Street
Different currencies I buy and I sell;
During one evening or morning
Without any crying and moaning...
I loose/win some money;
Sarcastically laughing or breaking in smiles…
Because I was stupid or smart - You decide.
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I’m not afraid of work
I don’t run away from it
I take great challenges head on…
If no work – I go to sleep;
If there's job – I slumber through it.
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Morning approaching fast…
Hateful sound of dreaded alarm
I’m squinting my eyes, realize
Dreams are gone and it all starts again.
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First kind – the multitude of them
Who think just of themselves
How tremendous they are
And nothing else moves or bothers them;
Second kind – less so
Who thinking of themselves
'How unique we are'
And of others – in selfish ways of profit;
The third – very few of us
Who think of themselves foremost
And, always, of others too,
Sometimes helping,
But mainly - just to protect ourselves from vicissitudes of life;
Forth – none found in existence
Who think only of others
But naught of themselves;
Because - it’s Life.
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Youth, youth – just for some pretty skirt,
All of the sudden and without hesitation,
We manage to screw up a lot…
Because we use the other head
Instead of thinking - with the right one.
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What are Concepts? Maybe, how I view the World?
What does it entail for me to grasp it?
Firstly, if I am able and smart enough - Book Knowledge:
By learning some Philosophy, a little bit of History
And not confusing it with Histrionics of everyday Politics;
Then Finances, smidge of Sociology wouldn’t hurt at all;
And also adding all Self-Education I could master
On additional subjects that of interest to me
Be that Economy or Geo-Politics.
Secondly – by mixing it up in social gatherings,
By having lots of fun with all sorts of people,
Experiencing Utter Ugliness or, sometimes, Internal Beauty
Of Earth inhabitants in all its throng;
Thus, adding some Street Smarts to my pitiful Knowledge.
By mixing it, hopefully, in right proportion
And constantly drilling myself with five W’s, only one H;
(Who, What, Where, When, Why and How)
Thus, forming my own subjective Dialectics
(Lousy Autodidact I am)
I finally end up with my own Concepts.
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