Poetry?

Discussion in 'Bristol-Myers Squibb' started by Anonymous, May 14, 2012 at 10:00 PM.

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  1. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    I hold my tears till rainy nights
    So no-one sees my lonely fights

    Every time thunder tangles my weather
    My Guardian Angel drops me His feather

    But when I pick-up each gentle smile
    A moral dove lasts just-a-while...

    I want to patch my broken wings
    And fly away where peaceful things

    I wish to rest all that I saw, so -
    Please keep the money, and let me go...
     

  2. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Lil Kim said hi,
    Lil Kim said ho.

    If you don't produce,
    You're gonna go.
     
  3. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    I gave up my 1st Amendment Right
    When our Chief stuffed a pie and… I took a bite

    I gave up my Holly Independence Day
    Now I clap, bend, sniff, follow and obey

    I’ll jump off the cliff ONLY when I’m told
    Don’t call me a moron - Boss loves when I’m BOLD!
     
  4. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Our Father, God in Heaven, Hallowed Be Thy Name
    Tell me please Dad, how to win this
    Loosing corporate game...

    How to see myself in mirrors?
    How to stop weeping in pillows?
    How to teach my kid and smile?
    Will they bar me for a while?

    Tell me what to do? and who to be?

    "My dear Child" - said good God
    "Just tell the TRUTH, and only TRUST in ME..."
     
  5. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Mirror, mirror on the wall
    Who's most worried of us all?
    Who has everything to loose?
    Who to trust? What move to choose?
    I've worked hard all my life
    Boss just winks and gives high-five
    Is it worth it? Does he care?
    He cashed most of Bristol's share
    When to tell my kids and wife?
    (...DOJ will change our life!)

    Mirror, morror on the wall
    Who's MOST guilty of us all?
     
  6. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    very nice
     
  7. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Plavix is gone,
    Dapa is dead,
    I thought orals involved giving me head.

    Now I see it's a test for a drug that's not here,
    I'm with BMS, what have I to fear?
     
  8. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Ate chocolate grass when we were seven.
    Hopped on plush clouds, slid from prized heaven.
    So many dreams! So much to do!
    HOW did we end-up working for YOU?!

    How did we end-up being so numb?
    Red-flags all-over. Why to play dumb?
    Where is our pride? Who burst our guts?
    Swap souls? Be doormats?! - YOUR plan is NUTS!
     
  9. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    BMS Compliance, this one is for you:
    You CAN hear clock ticking...still no BALLS, no CLUE!
    100 attorneys - zero to object!
    ("Golden-Parachuters" waiting to eject...)
    No-one brave enough - no faith one CAN-make-it
    If he shouts: "OUR EMPEROR IS COPLETELY NAKED!!!"
     
  10. September

    September Guest

    Holy Spirit come! Bathe us in Your rain.

    Trim our thorny egos - let YOUR glory reign.

    Come and breathe-in us all Your 7 gifts.

    Guard us in dark valley. Back our heavy lifts.

    Bravery-chalice spill faith of Dr. King.

    Don't let Your stream dry nor our compass sink.

    Save the "Tree of Life" (nestle fruits and leafs).

    Let Your wisdom shine. Shield harmless from thieves.

    Let our repentance chill Your condemnation.

    Weed-out roots of sins... and BLESS AGAIN Our Nation!
     
  11. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    O Praise the Lord, all ye nations; praise him, all ye people.
    For his merciful kindness is great toward us: and the truth of the Lord endureth for ever. Praise ye the Lord.

    O give thanks unto the Lord; for he is good: because his mercy endureth for ever.
     
  12. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    People just watch and sip cool-aid,
    Wow! Another nose-bleed, byte, tears and hate!
    OH, what a fight! We know who'll win
    but let's see the damage of falling beam!
    Don't step-in yet! It's getting GOOD!
    The longer fight - the sweeter fruit...
    Humanity south-turn? NOBODY CARES!
    Let's KILL the poet, he stings and dares!!!!
     
  13. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    TRUE colors come out usually best at night,

    When we hear THUMP coming, yet can't flee or fight.

    Holding hands-anemia curls palms into fists,

    Butterflies-experience grays angels and "hones" beasts.

    Sanity prescription for virtually-certain men?

    Well, GOD never said: "Catch me if you can!"
     
  14. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    Roses are red. Violets are blue. Your poetry sucks and this thread does too!
     
  15. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    The four living creatures answered, “Amen,” and the elders fell down and worshiped.
     
  16. Anonymous

    Anonymous Guest

    These Siamese leaders rot