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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner

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To: Robert Douglas Hickey who wrote (1)8/23/1998 9:44:00 PM
From: Don Martini   of 1582
 
Robert, I perceive you to be a man acquainted with sorrow. How fine of you to start this thread with your lovely poems!

My wife runs a charity, Mission Possible, dedicated to the destruction of Aspartame/NutraSweet/Equal/Slimfast: You may enjoy this:

LAMBS TO THE SLAUGHTER

Sittin in the shadow of a polyester tree
Musin' on the wonders of a world of chemistry
Sippin' a libation from a thermoplastic cup
Deciphering the label of the potion that I sup

Once a time real lemons were picked for lemonade
Now citric acid and aspartame are that from which its made
With several other additives to get the flavor right
It tastes a lot like cheap perfume, or paper roses might

You see the real problem is it costs another dime
Unthinkable consideration in our mercenary time
The Board of Directors decided FAKE will simply have to do
It's profit they are there to make, not lemonade for you

So settle down and drink it down and soon you'll say, it's true
That lemons give a funny taste ... sort of artificial too!

And so you saturate your frame
With chemotoxins, such a shame
But your can tell your Doctor friend
You were a consumer to the end

The profiteers endless proclamation
With terminal mental constipation
"All is well! All is well!"
So lure our land and health to Hell

Who is so blind that will not see
This pathologic travesty
The simple truth, all argue done
We buy what they advertise till we're done

And never dare to doubt or question
Mesmerized by the vile suggestion
That not to buy is heresy
So lambs to the slaughter, tragic, we

By: Don Martini

Visit: dorway.com to save your life

Don
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