Day: May 12, 2017

More about accismus: the limericks

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What do these strange, new words mean?

And why have they evaded being seen?

Accismus is a lie

Give it a try

I desire no reward but esteem

 

I don’t know what to think of my   find

It’s a grief to us fragile of mind

We think we know all

Then we suffer our fall.

Still, it’s good to be bad, not unkind

 

I thought I could die now in peace

As on words I’d  enjoyed  a great feast

But like the end of line

Is so hard to define

Infinity seems quite near when it’s least.

 

In between any two words you choose

Another word can be found and bemuse.

Transcendent their state

They may   yet irritate

But without a little space, they confuse.

 

Some folk declare they need space

Avoid saying they hate their loves one’s face

But  words have no choice

As they speak with our voice

And when used ill they oddly debase.

Can we find the space between the words?

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How like a prison is this cubicle
So small I’m like a fish inside  a net
My heart beats with a rhythm unmusical
As with sharp terror, I am now beset.
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We, humans, were not made to be en-walled
Our ancestors were gatherers in the woods.
Now  industry  demands freedom be stalled
For production and consumption of more goods.

While  executives in advertising   work
In  offices  where they  combine their words
Religiously like members of the Kirk
Yet envying still the freedom of wild birds.

Can we  be ourselves in such a world?
Can we find the space between the words?

Mirth

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  • Mirth is the latest thing

    No other quality can bring

    such great joy and happiness

    To our story.

    Mirth is the greatest joy

    Far better than cars and toys

    No other virtue can send

    such a sweet message

    Of God’s glory.

    Mirth is the only worth.

    Mirth us like heaven on earth;

    so why not join in and laugh.

    DON’T VOTE TORY

    Right, must dash……

    Let’s have a bash.

    Let’s create a brand new story.

    FAST!

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I was just saying

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He cooked his own goose with one stroke and hit the nail on the head.Which is more than one can say for her and the cat that bit the hand that fed it

There’s no smoke without a fire, as the farmer said to the pig.
In my view, I’m not a racist I’m British and proud of it.My name is Danish but so what.It might be a misprint
The empire was of great benefit to the natives on all sides.
Well, look at it with my lack of perspective.

Confession of the day

Bless me Father, I have twins.Through my fault, through my fault , through my most enjoyable grievous fault.
No need to boast.Just keep the home fires burning if you’ll pardon my depression.
For your penance have triplets!

I just can’t cry anymore.

Too many crooks spoiled the broth and I can’t blame them as we’ve all been in the same position more or less, bar the missionaries of course
.I’ll tell you what I think; we’re all mad as that hatter who lived in a shoe.And he didn’t know what to do by a long chalk.
He wasn’t Jewish, which was a shame.It wasn’t his fault.I blame his parents.Definitely.They were not Jewish really.They just looked like Leonard Cohen and what’s wrong with that? He had a fine profile
What could the hatter do?
He had psychoanalysis for thirty years but was never circumcised so he couldn’t pass for Jewish even with his hat, beard and vocabulary.If only he hadn’t gone to the gents he could be praying in the synagogue right now, although admittedly it was burned down by that Himmler chap and his cronies.That was in the most civilised country in Europe… it makes you think, doesn’t it?No,I see.

There was always something of the barbarian about those Nazis… say what you like but I’d never trust one further than I could see through him, in a manner of speaking.Though with Drumpf we may have trouble

You know what I mean; it’s horses for courses although I don’t know any Jewish jockeys myself.I think they prefer lions or possibly antelopes.Have you ever seen a gazelle pulling a cart?Me, neither.That makes two of us.
Great minds and so forth.Well, I can’t keep listening all night.I’m off.I have other fish to fry.I’m so popular I’ve been framed.
Why do women talk so much when they could be scrubbing the floor.It’s innate, you know.genetic.They’re wired for it and love a few brillo pads for Xmas or Channukka…say what you like but God did impregnate a lady of Hebrew ethnicity…life’s a puzzle to all of us but more so to men as we have no hearts to speak of.
For God’s sake, be quiet or I’ll call the police.

Talking isn’t illegal, is it?

Incontinence seems worse than seeing you

As I walk warm moisture dampens me
The air is hot yet rain is falling too.
A sauna bath for everyone, for  free

I wonder at  the pleasures of a tree
Its leaves enjoy the rain  if they feel blue
As I walk warm moisture bonds with me

My feet are sore and evermore will be
But why complain, there’s nothing I can do
Bar a sauna bath for everyone, for  free

With my  glass eyes, I now can  read and see
And I have not been stricken by the “Asian” flu
As I walk warm moisture blends with me

My legs are damp , let’s hope it is not wee.
Incontinence seems worse than  seeing you
A sauna bath for everyone, for  free

The cows moo and the birds  sing, they’ve no clue
The owls are near and  go ” Too wit to woo”
As I walk warm moisture bonds with me
A sauna bath for  the British, all for  free

The enemy without is one we blame

How to move away from us and them
Including men and women in these thoughts?
There has to be some way of learning when.
The “I and Thou” of Buber can be taught.

When we’re  feeling anxious and oppressed
The enemy without is one we blame
Life seems like a  crude, unfeeling test
We suffer from a vast, eternal shame.

 

Yet as the days of battle grow and grow
And parents shudder when the cell phone rings
We wish it did not have to be  just so
And hope for Victory and the anthem strong.

But every war that’s lost seems just to  breed
A new war for defeated men to lead.

PC I think men are more likely to fight than women