SENIORS WITHOUT LIFE INSURANCE!” a poem February 21, 2019 [Thursday! Karaoke Night! Tonight! Ole Crystal Bar, in beautiful downtown Alpine, Texas, USA!] Life INSURANCE – It-is important! IF-it gives-you PEACE OF MIND, All-lives-should-have GOOD QUA-LI-TY! so -life-does-NOT-sad-ly-“unwind,” In yucky ways! Like-when-people-seek – every-day a doctor’s aid, And find that their deduc-ti-bles – are way TOO MUCH! Lots can be paid, By people – who do seek ASSURANCE! that-INSURANCE-might-prolong, Life-to-the-point where IT DON’T SUCK! [In – dependency, we’re NEVER strong!] So – PEACE OF MIND! Now, THAT’S INSURANCE – that is really worth its weight, In gold or other precious substance! We-never really know-our-fate! LIFE IS LIFE – is life is life – and what’s insurance! Any how? I like to think The Best Insurance is: family, friends – and-a-good-milk-cow! Because good family – they will lift you, when you’re weak or tired or sick; & FRIENDS are worth much more than gold – and a good milk cow can do the trick, For providing needed sus-ten-ance! When your fuel tank is low, Or-there’s recession – or a flood – or-your-car is-lost “in tow!” What’s INSURANCE? Well, to in-sure – means-to-secure-or-protect-someone-against, Stuff, both unseen and expected – and-to-most, NOT being too-darned-“tensed, Up!”-ABOUT the “perilous” future! And THE-ONLY REMEDY FOR-THAT: Is FAITH – that things will work-out-well?! Then, PEACE OF MIND is in your hat! So who-are-The-Seniors “without insurance?” A: The-ones without no faith or friends! They’re the ones who-are-so-scared of life, we say they’re there! – at “their wits’ ends!” What is, for you, the-“optimal-program?” of exercise? The BEST – for you? It is: THE EXERCISE YOU’RE DOING! The things that YOU ALREADY DO! For – if it’s exercise you need! Then-do SOMETHING and you will feel, Better – than just sitting-around – and never-moving upon-your-heel! So! THE BEST INSURANCE – for everyone – IF they can understand these words, Is: “Loving-relations” with PEACE OF MIND, just ask my friends, The Angry Birds! And they will chirp – in your direction – to remind you all what Jesus said: “Don’t worry for the ‘morrow, friends! For tomorrow, you just might be dead! But IF YOU’RE NOT – just hope that you – Have good friends! They’ll see you through, All the worries that might befall, And on good friends, you-can-always-call! Plus, IF you need some kind assurance – That life’s OK, – even-without insurance, Provided by A Com-pan-y, Which says: “We’ll SMOOTH your des-tin-y!” You-could-ask-eth-your-insurance-“rep,” If-he’ll-be-your-friend, when you need he(l)p! If he says their coverage doesn’t include, Help from friends – Well, don’t be rude! But politely say: “I THINK THAT I, DON’T NEED YOUR ‘PLAN,’ AND HERE IS WHY: MY PEACE OF MIND IS ALL I NEED, AND I’D PREFER THAT YOU NOT LEAD, ME A HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM! WHERE DRUGS AND BAD NEWS TEND TO LOOM! 🙂 – “Insurance” is great, if it’s affordable! fin ❤
Those poor folk in America
Think of all those Immigrant folk wanting to live in America 😢
It’s time the world was informed that such a powerful Country has no health-care for its Citizens 😢
In Australia we pay taxes to look after all folk illegal or not.
She asked him, ‘How much are you selling the eggs for?’
The old seller replied, ‘$.25 an egg, Madam.’
She said to him, ‘I will take 6 eggs for $1.25 or I will leave.’
The old seller replied, ‘Come take them at the price you want. Maybe, this is a good beginning because I have not been able to sell even a single egg today.’
She took the eggs and walked away feeling she has won. She got into her fancy car and went to a posh restaurant with her friend. There, she and her friend, ordered whatever they liked. They ate a little and left a lot of what they ordered. Then she went to pay the bill. The bill costed her $45.00 She gave $50.00 and asked the owner of the restaurant to keep the change.
This incident might have seemed quite normal to the owner but, very painful to the poor egg seller.
The point is,
Why do we always show we have the power when we buy from the needy ones? And why do we get generous to those who do not even need our generosity?
I once read somewhere:
‘My father used to buy simple goods from poor people at high prices, even though he did not need them. Sometimes he even used to pay extra for them. I got concerned by this act and asked him why does he do so? Then my father replied, “It is a charity wrapped with dignity, my child”
I know most of you won’t share this message but if you feel that people need to see this, then do spread this message.
“LITTLE WITCH!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” [M.M.C.P.] a.k.a.: “Mrs. Cuddly Is A Good Witch, Cleaning, Healing & Feeding The World!” February 11, 2019 (Monday)
My-Little-Witch! Little-Fairy-Witch! with-a-little-broom – and-little-arms; She’s gonna sweep – The Whole World up, with-a-lot-of-Love-&-Charms! And do it – oh, so whimsically – one-dirt-“crumb” at a time: She’ll sing and dance, as she sweeps – and-even-recite-a-rhyme: “Sweep-ie, sweep-ie, dust and dirt; I-love-to-clean and-be-so-pert, But-I-don’t-disturb – webs-in-the-corners, where-spider-babies-dwell, And-I’m-not-afraid – of ‘under-the-rug,” where-dusty-demons-from-Hell, Might-come-and-demand (pause) me-to-stop because-of-my-“commotion;” I’ll serve them cookies-and-candy-canes – and-even apply some lotion, And magic salve upon their wounds, To stop the bleeding – for-those silly goons! They-think they-can-scare-me, but I’M IMMUNE, From spooky goblins -in-my-little-room! You see, I know-their-tricks! Tricks o’ “The Spooking Trade!” They-are more afraid of me – because-life-is-a-parade, And-the-more-you-see-it as A CHARADE, The-less-scary-it-is! You-just-need-to-“upgrade,” And promise-always to-be-kind-not-cruel, ‘Cause a mean-kinda-fellow is-never-very-“cool,” Thinking-he-can-bully-and-scare little, witchy- MOI! I-just-laugh – and-skip-along, with-my- dear pa-pa, With Mr. Cuddly – I like-being-his POO, And I’ll always protect him – from all of you, ‘Cause-I-“got-your-number!” Don’t [you dare] make-him-feel-bad! You-better-watch-out for me – DON’T-MESS-WITH-MY-“DAD!” Or -I’ll-bop-you – and-twist-on your-snooty-poopy-nose, And squirt you all over – with my “magic hose,” Until-you’re-so-wet! You’ll be cryin’ for help! Don’t-make-me-do-it! For I’m a little whelp, With a big-ol’-box o’ spells that just won’t quit! And-I-can-quench-The-World’s-hunger, from just-my-little-teat!
(1) [BAND AID: Do they know it’s Christmas?: 1984]
“Human beings are a part of the animal kingdom, not apart from it. The separation of “us” and “them” creates a false picture and is responsible for much suffering. It is part of the in-group/out-group mentality that leads to human oppression of the weak by the strong as in ethic, religious, political, and social conflicts.” ― Marc Bekoff
Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop Songwriters: Lewis Allan / Maurice Pearl / Dwayne P Wiggins
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor come Sayin’ somethin’ about me There were children singin’ and drummers drummin’ The archer split the tree There was a fanfare blowin’ to the sun That floated on the breeze We got mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies Look at mother nature on the run, in the nineteen seventies I was lyin’ in a burnt out basement With the full moon in my eye I was hopin’ for a replacement When the sun burst through the sky There was a band playin’ in my head And I felt like getting high Thinkin’ about what a friend had said, I was hopin’ it was a lie Thinkin’ about what a friend had said, I was hopin’ it was a lie Well, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flyin’ In the yellow haze of the sun There were children cryin’ and colors flyin’ All around the chosen ones All in a dream, all in a dream the loadin’ had begun We were flyin’ mother nature’s silver seed to a new home in the sun Flyin’ mother nature’s silver seed to a new home in the sun….neil young
My friends… I can hardly think straight. The constant barrage of double speak and the incredible disconnect between truth and illusion, the endless need to process my feelings and emotions in the face of concerted march toward totalitarianism and the final solution…a global corporate state whose intentions are to own, drain and destroy our lives, our institutions and our precious natural resources, is a journey that has left me drained, borderline insane and strangely empty…. I don’t know about you all but I just want to go to sleep….thanks for listening.
Deep Peace to you🌼
We visited a site in Cairns Crime to do a Survey concerning Some Indigenous youth of Cairns.
THE ARTICLE WAS ABOUT a couple of way would Indigenous youths. It was as expected Racist.
It was a report in the local Crime Group concerning youths driving a stolen car. THEN ONE YOUTH YELLED “we want our land back”
That point is just kids.
Not one person was interested in the stolen car.
Just dammed the kids. Well in that area cars are stolen every day.
RACIST white Australia truly needs educating about First Nations PEOPLE.
Here is my comment on that site.
Message though has been interesting so busy with insults. Mim is a bloody black fellow constantly… 🙄 so I cut my finger to see what color my blood was!
🙄 guess what it was red 🐥 is your blood-red to! Then your black too 😁
WE HAVE BEEN MATCHING NEGETATIVE COMMENTS BY PROFILE.
Sad but true all be traced back was non indigenous individuals.
We sampled this site today to watch the response to Indigenous Crime comets.
It is sad 😔 to see racism is still alive. It is your chance to be involved in learning just why some Indigenous youth committing crimes.
Not one person asked WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS? Human rights matter.
You humanity is your role.
LEARN about First Nations PEOPLE.
REMEMBER THAT WE DO NOT WANT THE OLD LAND.
We are educated not wild animals. We all bleed red blood.
All my past mob have on their Birth Certificates Born “FLORA AND FAUNA”
NOT HUMAN…… 🙄
NO GUARANTEES IN LIFE WHAT DNA you are.😁
Animal beings are not objects to be owned or used. Animal beings do not exist to serve human beings. Animals should have the right to their own lives, to their own families, and to be free in the natural world the way nature intended.