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Poems By Poet Alessandra Liverani  10/31/2014 7:19:00 PM
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But It Makes Me Lots Of Money

Cigarette addiction kills people
But it makes me lots of money
It ruins their health
But it makes me lots of money
They cannot breathe properly
But it makes me lots of money
Their addiction causes them misery
But it makes me lots of money
A trillion cigarette butts pollute our earth daily
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarettes cause fires which burn many people to death
But it makes me lots of money
Parents buy cigarettes when their children need to eat
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarette smoke fills our bars and nightclubs, very unpleasant
But it makes me lots of money
Dirty ashtrays are disgusting
But it makes me lots of money
Why are you allowed to promote and sell such a disgusting product?
Because I've got lots of money

(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
Alessandra Liverani

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Cockroaches Rule

Did you know that cockroaches are actually quite smart
They realise we lay baits for them and have taken it to heart
Those little scuttling things have hatched themselves a plan
An ingenious way they’ve thought of, how they can get back at man
Cockroaches bankroll movies which are shown on the widescreen
Where people smoke a poison, but their lips and teeth will gleam
They'll be dressed in the most stunning gowns, glamour all the way
But the movies never show them when those people start to pay
Cockroaches don't wrap their poison in a black, plastic case
No, they use gold and silver and have developed many ways
To make that poison so attractive, an enticing bait of pretty hue
Next time you kill a cockroach, make sure it's not killing you

(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
Alessandra Liverani

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My Cigarette, My Friend

I've got a bit of sinus
My throat's a little bit dry
My lungs are a little bit wheezy
But I'm not going to cry

All my teeth have been stained yellow
My fingers and nails too
Some say it's the cigarettes I smoke
They say that they accrue

I think that that is an outright lie
No, cigarettes do me no harm
They are my very best friends
To me they have lots of charm

Do you want me to explain it
All the benefits that fags give to me
Well, where do you want me to start?
I'll tell you the lot, from A to B

Firstly, there is the advantage
Of having to buy them everyday
It puts order in your life
And makes sure that you won't stray

Then, of course, each time you smoke one
Your withdrawal pangs disappear
Not for very long, mind you
But you'll have another, have no fear

Now cigarette butts, that's a tough one
I can't seem to find an advantage there
Maybe just the satisfaction of ridding myself of them
Getting those nasty things out of my hair

So when they bury me in the ground
And place my gravestone up above
I'd like for them to put on it
I died for my cigarette friends, with love
Alessandra Liverani



Play Time

Children, please come inside, the light is going fast
But Mum, we can't, there's a dragon we must get past
A fire breathing monster guarding the front gate
We can't fight against it, it's spewing venom and hate

Don't be silly, children, that's just your imagination
This terrifying creature that has such fascination
Quickly come inside, there is nothing for you to fear
Come in this instant children, do you hear?

But Mum, you know that dragons really do exist
What about the cigarette dragon, you have heard it hiss
It has had you shaking, shaking in sheer fright
You've tried to fight against it with all of your might

But you can't fight a dragon, because they are fierce and huge
You can't fight a dragon, it's like fighting a deluge
All you have to do is see clearly in your mind
That this is a dragon of the imaginary kind

(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
Alessandra Liverani
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