Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, July 15, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Your Purple
Your Purple
But sometimes your kind of
Ornge
Your Apple
But sometimes your kind of
Ornge
When you talk and your excited
You kind of stutter
I think its kind of funny that you
Met my mother
Your Apple
But sometimes your kinda
Grape
And every time
I see you your kinda
Great
Theres times when you paint
You get so frustrate
And you come to my studio
To take a break
Sit in my studio
While I
Draw
I wont draw you
No I
I wont draw you
Cuz I
I cant draw you
So I
I wont draw you
You got little
Little feet
And very
Little hands
I wanna play with
All day
I got very
Little planned
Tucked in the corner
You got very
Little plants
If I could put you
In my pocket
You´de have very
Little pants
I wanna get you a star
So you can
wish it
I wanna get you some dough
So you can
Squish it
Ima sing you this song
So you can
Listen
And Ima sit here and draw
So you can
Visit
Sit in my studio
While I
Draw
I wont draw you
No I
I wont draw you
Cuz I
I cant draw you
So I
I wont draw you
I like
apples
and I like
red
I like
you
and I like
Your bed
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
But sometimes your kind of
Ornge
Your Apple
But sometimes your kind of
Ornge
When you talk and your excited
You kind of stutter
I think its kind of funny that you
Met my mother
Your Apple
But sometimes your kinda
Grape
And every time
I see you your kinda
Great
Theres times when you paint
You get so frustrate
And you come to my studio
To take a break
Sit in my studio
While I
Draw
I wont draw you
No I
I wont draw you
Cuz I
I cant draw you
So I
I wont draw you
You got little
Little feet
And very
Little hands
I wanna play with
All day
I got very
Little planned
Tucked in the corner
You got very
Little plants
If I could put you
In my pocket
You´de have very
Little pants
I wanna get you a star
So you can
wish it
I wanna get you some dough
So you can
Squish it
Ima sing you this song
So you can
Listen
And Ima sit here and draw
So you can
Visit
Sit in my studio
While I
Draw
I wont draw you
No I
I wont draw you
Cuz I
I cant draw you
So I
I wont draw you
I like
apples
and I like
red
I like
you
and I like
Your bed
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
Thats what I
said
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
IKEA Dominican Republic
So IKEA is setting up shop in the Dominican Republic. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for cheap ass furniture that looks good, but not in a country with an unstable economy in need of an industrial shift that improves the condition of its population and not foreign investors. The island is already being raped by the tourism industry and now that IKEA is in the mix, small enterprise furniture manufactures on the island will become endangered. 100,000 families in the Dominican Republic rely on the country’s furniture industry for its livelihood so I spit on the 500 new staff positions IKEA plans to bring to the country. Foreign investing can work. President Fernandez should create incentives that attract better companies. Companies that will use the country’s resources and its artisans to establish a strong export industry that will generate foreign income for Dominican business owners. Ikea might give the impression that Dominican Republic is developing into a more modern economic state but it’s a false hope that doesn’t do enough to improve the economic condition of its people. The Swedes don’t need Dominican pesos, the one third Dominicans living below the poverty line do. The 20% of Dominicans living in extreme poverty do. The extremely poor Dominicans of Haitian decent and migrant seasonal workers from Haiti need pesos. Not Mikael Ohlsson (president IKEA) and Hans Gydell (President Inter IKEA Group).
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Treemories
Maybe the trees keep their
memories in the bricks
knowing that we'll probably
never check.
It's already November,
Summertime I can't recall
for shit,
and now all that's
left is the bricks, for shit.
For shit. For shit. For shit.
For yours. For his. For shit.
For them. For theirs. For shit
For hers. For shit.
For us. For shit
memories in the bricks
knowing that we'll probably
never check.
It's already November,
Summertime I can't recall
for shit,
and now all that's
left is the bricks, for shit.
For shit. For shit. For shit.
For yours. For his. For shit.
For them. For theirs. For shit
For hers. For shit.
For us. For shit
Monday, July 19, 2010
Brown Betty
I Rock-steady like
Shredder and Be-bop,
I love a Brown Betty
in reeboks
building round jetty's
with sea rocks
Shredder and Be-bop,
I love a Brown Betty
in reeboks
building round jetty's
with sea rocks
Friday, July 16, 2010
Not That Good
Neon brain replacement.
ABDAD
ABDAD
ABDAD
do it yourself
dung crate
dung crate
dung crate
Not that bad
but not that good
In a crowded cell with
windshield wipers.
ABDAD
ABDAD
ABDAD
do it yourself
dung crate
dung crate
dung crate
Not that bad
but not that good
In a crowded cell with
windshield wipers.
Monday, June 7, 2010
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