Day: July 1, 2023

The song of a tramp

Grandad’s Uncle who lost a hand and became a tramp [That’s what this government want the unemployed to do]


I lost my hand in an accident
Down in et old coal mine.
And now I can’t afford too eat.
They treat us poor like swine.

I wander round et roads and streets
Where us childer used to play.
And as I walk ahm wonderin’
Where I’ll get fed t’day.

Yet I know there’s magic for I saw
Ten thousand angels filled with joy
Their voices ,soft like molten gold,
Just as the Bible had foretold.

I saw three Shepherds cross our street
Though us folk have no flocks of sheep.
I saw three Magi comin’ here
They were stood right over there.
One had gold and one had myrrh,
Frankincense the third King bore.

As I’ve no job to tie me down
I followed them to Bethlehem town.
And in a manger lay the Christ,
As round the world,your rich men diced.

Mary touched my wounded soul.
Jesus’ life has made me whole
You see a tramp beg in your Malls,
You don’t see Jesus Christ at all.
Yet I, a tramp,a worthless man,
Have seen the heart of Bethlehem

What does it mean?

1. : mournful. especially : exaggeratedly or affectedly (see affected entry 2 sense 1a) mournful. dark, dramatic and lugubrious brooding V. S. Pritchett. the tour de force of lugubrious cliche is ten times longer than this review Martin Amis.27 May 2023

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Lugubrious Definition & Meaning – Merriam-Webster

Niceness is not kindness

Katherine

Niceness is not kindness it is fear.

Love is action, live and fully formed

Submission to another costs us dear.

Listen with your mind and not your ears

Write down the words as soon as they are born

Niceness is not kindness it is fear

Submission is a nightmare, horrors leer

Yet domination brings down vicious storms

Submission to another costs us dear.

Jesus on his crucifix was speared.

By the metal nails his hands were torn

Niceness is not kindness it, is fear.

Power is tempered by the holy fires.

As the sparrow floats by fields of corn

Submission to another costs us dear.

Can power and love be heated till they form

A metal never seen before the storm

Submission to another costs us dear

Niceness is not kindness though sincere

What is an aeroplane?

Katherine

An aeroplane is a flying bridge

An artificial bird

A whale of the air.

A defier of gravity.

A fierce angel

The saviour of the Yemeni Jews.

Incomparably inferior to the owl.

An energy addict.

The destroyer of the heavens.

The harbinger of nuclear war.

A schizoid dream.

A metal mother.

A defiant humans construction

People

Alfred wished his wife would make a cake.
He himself could neither boil nor bake.
Yet when Marie bought cakes in Marks
His eyes emitted orange sparks.
I saw their marriage was at risk
And so I undertook my task.
I bought a needle circular,
And now I knit round cakes for her.

Wilfred wanted clean sheets every night
Their laundry basket was a wearing sight
Yet when Annette rang the launderette
He swore right through the alphabet.
I thought that they might well split up
Then dear Annette would lose her grip.
I bought some lovely plastic sheets
And on his bed they look so neat.

Herbert like to use real handkerchiefs
And, fancy, he wore heavy cotton briefs.
When Mary Jane boiled all his stuff
He said his pants weren’t clean enough.
I thought their union’d perish soon
And she’d not find another groom.
I bought ten gross of paper pants
And now he feels quite exultant.

Gilbert liked his tea to be real hot
But one Sunday his troubled wife forgot
He screamed and yelled like an infant
His face was red and petulant
I thought Diane would strike him dead
And have nobody in her bed.
I bought ten insulated mugs,
A teapot, and by Jove they’re snug!

These little tales are meant to make you laugh
For I would rather read or draw a graph.
But if we do not help our friends
We’d go much further round the bend.
I don’t want you to suffer long
So I’ll come round and sing my songs.
I’ve got my handbag and my case
And now I’m coming ,full of grace.