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He Will Never Be Australia's P.M. Now (2000)

No friend of the Aussie workers he gave the Trade Unions hell
And those who judge will too be judged as we all know too well
And the ruthless minister Peter Reith has sounded his own political death knell
He will never be Australia's Prime Minister now on his own sword he fell.

For his fifty thousand mobile phone bill the tax payers did pay
He gave the pin number to his son or so Peter did say
And his son who lives in London more than half a World away
Must have been talking to his dad for hours on end each day.

He says he will pay the money back though for Peter now too late
For his misuse of the peoples cash he has sealed his own fate
The Trade Unions will have the last laugh and the last laugh is sweet
He has ruined his chance of the Prime Minister job the humbled Mr Reith.

The Trade Unions will have the last laugh and his own words he must eat
He has left himself and his party down the so called moralist Mr Reith
A headkicker for the Government but now that he is down
His opponents in the Parliament laugh as if he were a clown.

Those who don't give sympathy can't expect none and that's how it ought to be
And Peter Reith the arrogant one can't expect any sympathy
From the people who paid his huge bill and a bit late for him to say
That the money that I owe to you I now ought to repay.
Francis Duggan

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Aftermath For Friend Thad

I’m feeling rather delicate;
perhaps it’s something that I ate.
My stomach’s complains bitterly
It churns and churns incessantly.

I’m feeling bloated full of gas,
the pressure builds but will no pass.
It is becoming serious
I’m feeling really nauseous.

Then suddenly I feel the urge
a desperate need to go and purge.
I go and sit upon the throne.
Ah. Such relief I’ve never known.

I get but little sympathy.
My wife declares that I should be
aware of my capacity.
That too much beer is bad for me.

She might be right I must admit
which does not mean I must like it.
I rather have some sympathy.
Perhaps a nice hot cup of tea.
ivor or ivor.e hogg

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No Mercy 4 Da Heartbreaker

So fast, so soon is how I’ve fallen.
Fallen in love with you.
And yet I doubt you’ll believe that.
Not after the heartbreak I caused.
What is there to say?
We’ve said it all
And after all is said and alone.
The blame it always be on me
Your friends, my friends, u and I
We all blame me
So fast, so soon is how my happiness has disappeared
But then who will believe me?
Who will believe the tears?
I guess no sympathy for me
After all who has sympathy for a heartbreaker
Even when she is heartbroken herself.
No matter what.
Ayisha Ibrahim

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Since I was cognizant about Life and Living
My contemplations took all spins and leap
Deeds took a long haul of transformations
Introspection took me to great serenity
And I reached the level of equanimity in Life.

My experience of discontent and distress
Which I presumed with ‘self-sympathy’
That’s where I went wrong in my judgment
It’s ‘self-respect’ that showed my ‘self esteem’
Turned those sympathy to empathy in Life

I am not what the world construes me to be
My ecstasy and grief are not exterior made
I perceived my inner voice and its power
I have someone inside to guide me
I am the blessed one who hears voice within.

Living beings eat, move, sleep and die
We, human beings who can think in addition
But do we think as much as we eat, move and sleep?
If we are pensive, we know how exceptional we are!
Employ this virtue, contribute to mankind and be a Man.

Vidi Writes

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