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dinsdag 16 augustus 2011

From Zois & Lynn



From Zois Elizabeth & Lynn Palmiter Jr

From Zazzle



Education

I was taught from my first tooth
That education searched for truth

But these days universities
It seems, are geared for companies
Who want their candidates anointed
In Marketing, and business-pointed

Perhaps our land of milk and honey
Requires that, in truth, be money


Collage from Zazzle Com, USA

Text from Winston, a Brit living in Belgium

From Vaiva



From Vaiva Kovieraite

From Torma



From Torma Cauli

From Suzlee




From Suzlee Ibrahim

From The Strada's



From Giovanni & Renata Strada

From Snappy



From Snappy

From Sinasi



The perfect program

If I was a programmer
Gifted with grace
I’d write a new program
That took up no space

This program would right
All the wrongs that we know
And bring snow to places
That used to have snow

It’d feed the world’s hungry
Make government good
Then save a rare species
To prove that it could

If I was that programmer
God how I’d smile
But I’m not, so I won’t
And God’s resting a while


From Sinasi Gunes, Turkey

Text from Winston, a Brit living in Belgium

From Silvano



From Silvano Perione

From Sietse



Parties

Isn’t it funny how the names
Of parties over time change meaning
Indicating subtle change
Of choices made, and of the leaning

Way back when, Republican
Meant progress, new ideas and such
An openness of mind to things
But now, it doesn’t matter much

Back in England, old Disraeli
Desired a party of the masses
One whose forthright slogans could
Transcend the dogma of the classes

Alas successors misconstrued
The meaning of his message plain
And nowadays Conservative
Means “You keep yours, and I’ll keep meyhn.”


Drawing "the end of an empire" from Sietse Hoeksma aka RAEL MAIL.

Text from Winston, a Brit living in Belgium.

From Schoko



Omnibus?

If God is good, and God is great
Omnipotent to us
Then how come he can’t regulate
A simple London bus

In pouring rain and winter’s grime
You wait there like a dunce
Until the pre-appointed time
When five come all at once

From Schoko Casana Rosso, Germany

Text by Winston, a Brit living in Belgium

From Sabriye



From Sabriye Celik