Forget it its not going to happen. But I had this daydream about me and Philomena jointly writing a poem, or at least some pretty exciting doggerel, in installment. You know. Do the Charles Dickens thing. I’m woefully under-educated in poetry. Doggerel TOO for that matter. But in any case I started mucking about and used it as an excuse to email Philomena and we came up with a few rhymes, with a bit of rhythm to them, and while she is at work I thought I’d post this initial bit of doggerel on the basis that there is some suspense involved.
There is suspense involved in the story that the doggerel alludes to. But there is also the suspense in the sense that you may never get to read the second installment. Because I am not going to write this “poem” on my own. I’m not even going to put more than 40% of the effort into it. I’m looking at 20% max.
So if you want to find out what comes next you have to sweet-talk Philomena into stepping down to the mid-level and putting in, most of the hard yards, that are needed to write this thing. If you paid me $2000 a week to do this sort of thing I CAN do-it (after a fashion and with no pretensions to quality control) but its hard Yakka. I’d rather be digging coal with a pick-axe and shovel. I’d rather be selling Obama health care lies on the Amish.
Anyway here is the first installment. Philomena is at work now. This is my way of shaming her into taking up the challenge of doing almost all the work necessary to create a second installment:
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Tell him I decline the invitation.
The Dirty Digger
9 Apr 10 at 12:21 pm
Well there you are. If the dirty digger is Philomena, not only will she not write the second installment, but the first one is off air on the grounds of “what is the point.?”
I kind of like our first installment. I don’t consider it real poetry. Its not trying to be something that it isn’t.
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THE WINCHESTER QUARTERMAIN PHENOMENON
MORE MUCH LATER.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Don’t trust the bank
It’s run by a Jew
By: Ron Pauline Hanson on April 9, 2010
at 1:26 am
Don’t trust the bank,
Its run by a stupid wop cunt.
Still,
What can you do?
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 1:30 am
There exists a kind of curse,
When placed upon a man.
Will turn that man into a beast-
On Snowy Mount’ the beast he ran.
The moon rose full,
The beast did know,
The humans will be victims;
Their flesh so sweet,
To feed upon,
(Though in his heart he knew it wrong)
“I have to slay a virgin too,
Tonight sheeps blood just will not do”,
“Tell us Lord of fallen ghosts,
What kind of man becomes the host?”
“The deed is done, the MORALIST,
Does know-it, to be vile,
He alters all his workings-out,
Without an outright lie,
So multiplies the wickedness,
When learning how to justify.”
Boiling blood from hell itself,
Did force the beast to go,
To leap and race and bound along,
Outrun the melting snow,
If ever beast defy the moon,
Slow up or turn around,
The pain would rise, not gradually,
“The torture, Oh the pain,
Its raining hard upon bare nerves,
Its acid ‘stead of rain.”
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 1:30 am
Graeme, I am not “The Dirty Digger”. No idea who that is either.
By: Philomena on April 9, 2010
at 1:58 am
Alright. So you have not turned me down YET?
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 1:59 am
I would never turn you down, babe,
Later… must work
By: Philomena on April 9, 2010
at 2:02 am
Right. Maybe I was right to put it up in the first place.
Everyone check this one out and tell me what a dummy I’ve been. I’ve likely heard 5 different versions of this song, probable at least 1-10 times each.
Only recently did I figure it out that the kid had it all wrong. And that everyone was absolutely shit-scared of the bear.
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 2:12 am
Another version.
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 2:17 am
The Marxist usurper dances a victory jig
And our allies are in disarray
Who shall rid us of this nefarious nig
And lead us to a brighter day?
The Celestials have a spy in Australia
And his name is Kevin Rudd
Western civilisation looks to be a failure
Who can nip the Nips in the bud?
Only one man whose fuel is beer
And who recites Mises by heart
For whom the works of Rothbard are dear
And for whose weight the waters will part
Graeme Montgomery Bird is the word
The leader to rally the West
To lift us up from the herd
And bring out our very best
He even looks like Churchill
But he would never appease a Stalin
After he’s eaten his fill
The Marxists he’ll relegate to the dustbin
By: Winchester Quartermain on April 9, 2010
at 2:21 am
Fuck thats wonderful. But I cannot endorse it. As you know I would never call anyone with so much as olive skin or yet even a tan a “House-Nigger”
Bad-Baby-Bama is a pimp.
And he’s a white pimp at that.
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Former McLaren associate and another authentic talent with this astonishing number. Hard to un-hear it once its been heard. Impossible to un-see, once seen.
Sing along to it ONE TIME.’
You never gonna get it out of your head.
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 2:28 am
Make no mistake about it. Its the characters as depicted on that video above that this blog is working for. Pro-capitalist blog that this is. It is these people that will be in a better world if my policy goals would be implemented.
Sure even the old guys would have part-time work. But with that supplementary income they will never look towards the future with fear. And the young fellow would get full-time or near full-time work straight away, juicer, needleman, or whatever.
By and by he would probably see the advantages in having his own business. And he would have that too.
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 2:45 am
The debasement of the currency
Had led to rampant homosexuality
The decline of music, the decline of art,
Sexual perversions in public parks.
Inflation is the root of all evil
Fractional reserve the devil spawn
All those deaths from social upheaval
The only ones to prosper to manor born
While Italian bankers gargle champagne
An African baby cries out in pain
While Cambria lights a cigar with a 100 dollar note
An old man perishes for want of a coat
YOU KNOW THE CHINESE COMMUNISTS BANNED THAT JOHN LYDON SONG? I THINK THEY BANNED ALL HIS STUFF. LET THE SEX PISTOLS THROUGH BUT BANNED THE ABOVE SONG. I THINK WE OUGHT TO BE IMMENSELY PROUD OF HIM. HERE IS CAMBRIA LAUGHING AT THE DAMAGE HE HAS CAUSED.
By: Winchester Quartermain on April 9, 2010
at 5:16 am
You could be talking about any town in the USA right now.
Thanks Obama. You have done the world proud.
By: graemebird on April 9, 2010
at 5:23 am
This is a good poetry exercise. It sets out rules. It’s fun. It’s the cinquain: a 5-line poem with this structure:
1st line – 1 word – noun
2nd line – 2 words – describe the noun
3rd line – 3 words – actions
4th line – 4 words – feelings
5th line – 1 word – noun – another word for first word
e.g.
Clitoris
Feel-good tissue
Singing your praise
Pianissimo fortissimo crescendo refrain
Conductor
By: Philomena on April 9, 2010
at 6:11 am
Do you like metal Graeme?
YEAH BUT NOT THIS TRASH YOU ARE POSTING. WHARVES. NUCLEAR POWER. SHIP-BUILDING. YOU KNOW THE REAL HEAVY METAL.
THIS IS NOT SO BAD:
By: Elekktraa on April 10, 2010
at 3:38 am
I like the heavy stuff but it cannot be this joyless unmusical cacophony of crud that you go in for electric.
Try this out for size. See if you kids still appreciate that rock and roll.
By: graemebird on April 10, 2010
at 6:24 am
Winchester. You wouldn’t want to pass on my disgust at Sinclair letting the riff-raff swarm CL would you. Its pretty disgraceful stuff. Here is this intellectual and Sinclair is letting that jerk Tillman get in his face the whole time. What gives?
By: graemebird on April 10, 2010
at 6:31 am
ODE FROM A CARBON WHORE?
When I was young and flighty
I rarely wore me nightie, but..
now I’m old and failing
My bank balance is also ailing!
So – me thought and with thinking
Invented a ship that was sinking!
HMS CO2 is warming – effing shocking!
Rescuers never saw it and me docking?
They traded in their carbon credits,
Giving trillions to the masses debits
‘Somethings wrong?’ cried some smart sage,
“It’s snowing – commeth another effing ice age?”
So – “We made a little error,” I replied
“Be grateful now -you could have all died,”
“As temps plummet – just close your doors
Cos – I’m off to warmer climes with Al Gore!”
And so be it! If we don’t wake up to IPCC and
the likes of Senator Wong!
By: Bush bunny on April 10, 2010
at 2:01 pm
If you get on to this brilliant site
http://green-agenda.com/index.html
If you convert AGW into another glacial period the solutions to combat another glacial period will be the same. In my opinion.
But they don’t want to admit it, eh?
By: Bush bunny on April 10, 2010
at 2:05 pm
Yeah. So proving them wrong is insufficient. We have to send them into the private economy. Fundamentally this is a taxeaters crusade. Leaving them to cause more trouble after the cold snap hit is putting us in jeopardy.
By: graemebird on April 10, 2010
at 6:08 pm