you're perfect
Oct. 4th, 2005 12:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Hallelujah praise the Lord. Economics revision in snap.
Remember this?. Here's the second part, without the PROHOBITIONS. HAHA.
Perfect Competition
Like fish they're so many of you in the sea,
It's unrestricted,
All the same,
I hate the way its like a farm-factory.
You're different, just nearly slightly.
Unbranded,
Unlabelled
Lost in the ocean of similar yet different
I take whatever you give me. Any price you set,
I give all.
Stupid, stoopid, stoopeed
I know.
But what can I do.
I know you all too well. At least
I'd like to think I do.
You know me all to well. At least
As much as you'd like to.
Yet, we're incompatible to take it
To that other level
To prosper
To reap
E. O. S (Eternal. One. Serenity.)
It's just eternally one's solitude for me.
I give you what you supply.
It's an upward sloping task.
I can't take it no more.
... Am I still needed?
THIS IS VERY VERY BAD POEM. AS YOU CAN SEE FROM MY BAD BAD GRAMMAR. But it's a quick, rather rubbishy revision for market structures. I need to think how I can maniuplate Oligopolies and Mono-Comp into random rants like this too.
I actually hate this piece. I love "Monopoly" so much more. It was more whimsical.
I might just be getting back into writing pseudo-poetry again. This means I'm sinking into another fit of pseudo-depression. Just in time for the end of exams too!
I have only one wish. I want to promote to J2. I want to keep the pact.
and i want that old fool to do well for his A levels.
Remember this?. Here's the second part, without the PROHOBITIONS. HAHA.
Perfect Competition
Like fish they're so many of you in the sea,
It's unrestricted,
All the same,
I hate the way its like a farm-factory.
You're different, just nearly slightly.
Unbranded,
Unlabelled
Lost in the ocean of similar yet different
I take whatever you give me. Any price you set,
I give all.
Stupid, stoopid, stoopeed
I know.
But what can I do.
I know you all too well. At least
I'd like to think I do.
You know me all to well. At least
As much as you'd like to.
Yet, we're incompatible to take it
To that other level
To prosper
To reap
E. O. S (Eternal. One. Serenity.)
It's just eternally one's solitude for me.
I give you what you supply.
It's an upward sloping task.
I can't take it no more.
... Am I still needed?
THIS IS VERY VERY BAD POEM. AS YOU CAN SEE FROM MY BAD BAD GRAMMAR. But it's a quick, rather rubbishy revision for market structures. I need to think how I can maniuplate Oligopolies and Mono-Comp into random rants like this too.
I actually hate this piece. I love "Monopoly" so much more. It was more whimsical.
I might just be getting back into writing pseudo-poetry again. This means I'm sinking into another fit of pseudo-depression. Just in time for the end of exams too!
I have only one wish. I want to promote to J2. I want to keep the pact.
and i want that old fool to do well for his A levels.