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11 Nov 09 - 09:11 AM (#2764084) Subject: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Here쳌fs some bits of rhyming verse Some mediocre and some worse Poetry is self expression Set to music, sung in session ....... [continue...] |
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11 Nov 09 - 09:19 AM (#2764092) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: WalkaboutsVerse Poem 2 of 230: WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans. I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature's hand giving peace of mind. I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: "Hey, You go walkabout with your pen." Request or question, I don't know - Assured voices, elderly men. That's now several years ago, And I've seen the world - with my pen. (C) David Franks 2003 Perhaps whilst having a "layabout", you may hear it sung here. |
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11 Nov 09 - 09:24 AM (#2764096) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy LOL!! I've never heard anything like it!! 8-) |
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11 Nov 09 - 09:41 AM (#2764105) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy BS? Poetry's music without the melody yet! |
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11 Nov 09 - 09:46 AM (#2764108) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: GUEST,Swift Nick Nevison WAV, Rudimentary playing, can't sing at all.
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11 Nov 09 - 09:55 AM (#2764115) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Folk song s should be sung at ease To sate yourself And others, please Join in unison and pleasure Unbounded moments of such treasure |
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11 Nov 09 - 12:51 PM (#2764207) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: WalkaboutsVerse Sorry, Swift Nick, having read your note, That I failed to float your boat. |
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11 Nov 09 - 03:27 PM (#2764318) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Paul Burke And always sing it when at leisure, Drinking English bitter by the measure, And ensure that it is all in tune, Neither sharp nor flat let be your unisoon, And if you play upon the tin whistle Get one in the right key, or your tin whistle Playing might attract a missile. The timimg too is must be kept As singers and players must not get out of step Or the end of the song will come at different times For each performer, which might spoil the rhymes. |
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12 Nov 09 - 08:37 AM (#2764704) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Where the bee sucks there suck I But a cowslip's bell gives small supply I pluck a banjo on my knee But is there honey still for tea? |
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12 Nov 09 - 09:18 AM (#2764729) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy I met a man whose name was time I said 'Buddy can you spare a dime?' He answered in the negative Saying 'It's better to receive than give!' |
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12 Nov 09 - 10:27 AM (#2764776) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Hunting the snark has now been banned They said it was cruel and underhand Haggis coursing쳌fs just the same Playing쳌fs what counts, not winning the game! |
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12 Nov 09 - 10:58 AM (#2764801) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: freda underhill It was the Gnome from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town, He bought some fancy loafers for a wandering up and down. He bought some Gnome Foam Face Cream from the latest fancy shop and then at last in vanity he sought a barber's shop. "Ere! shave my beard and whiskers off, I'll be a metro gnome, I'll go give the girls a thrill in Ironbark, back home.' The barber gnome was tall and cute, as barbers mostly are, He wore a spiky hairdo and he drove a flashy car He was a smart arse, as they say, and keen at repartee, He kept his shop in Oxford St, wherever that may be, And when he saw the Gnome arrive, he whispered 'Here's some fun! This goblin needs a makeover, this gnome will be redone.' There were some metrosexuals sat along the barber's wall, Their eyes were clear, their haircuts sharp, well muscled one and all; To them the barber passed the wink, his dexter eyelid shut, 'I'll make this bloomin' yokel think his bloomin' throat is cut.' And as he soaped and rubbed it in he made a rude remark: 'I s'pose the farms are pretty dry up there in Ironbark.' A grunt was all reply he got; he shaved the bushman's chin, A fancy electronic thing, he plugged the razor in. He raised his hand, his brow grew black, he paused awhile to gloat, Then slammed the buzzing razor blades across his victim's throat; Like one enormous chain saw it burnt a livid mark — The number one fair skinned him raw — the Gnome from Ironbark. He fetched a wild up-country yell might wake the dead to hear, And though his throat, he knew full well, was cut from ear to ear, He struggled gamely to his feet, and faced the murd'rous foe: 'You've done for me! you dog, I'm beat! one hit before I go! I only wish I had a knife, you blessed murdering shark! But you'll remember all your life, the Gnome from Ironbark.' He lifted up his hairy paw, with one tremendous clout He landed on the barber's jaw, and knocked the barber out. He set to work with tooth and nail, he made the place a wreck; He grabbed the nearest poncy youth, and tried to break his neck. And all the while his throat he held to save his vital spark, And 'Murder! Bloody Murder!' yelled the Gnome from Ironbark. A man in Nikes who heard the din came in to see the show; He tried to run the bush gnome in, but he refused to go. |
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12 Nov 09 - 11:32 AM (#2764831) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Early one morning in the rain I was running for the train I heard that lonesome whistle blow Then the rain it turned to snowthinking back to bed I쳌fll go Where them chilly winds don쳌ft blow! |
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15 Nov 09 - 10:47 AM (#2766412) Subject: RE: Layabouts Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy The Low Key Cokey Oh well you lay quite still You don쳌ft move at all You lie on the couch Then you roll up in a ball You are a couch potato In your comfy comfort zone Relax and remain quite prone Oh, oh the couch potato Oh, oh the couch potato Oh, oh the couch potato Eat, drink, watch telly Yawn, yawn, yawn |
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19 Nov 09 - 07:27 AM (#2769105) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Oh silvery kettle o쳌f troubled water I wish your boiling time was shorter I hope it doesn쳌ft take all day To heat the water for my tay! |
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23 Nov 09 - 11:08 AM (#2771811) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Unpuctuational Caesar entered the room on his head His helmet on his feet His sandals in his hand His sword in his eye An angry glare |
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23 Nov 09 - 11:12 AM (#2771814) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: s&r Love it Mr Happy stu |
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24 Nov 09 - 11:43 AM (#2772653) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Dave the Gnome Who was it wrote that shoddy pome About the antepodean Gnome? Us Gnomes have feelings too, you know Although it often doesn't show A beardless one just isn't right No wonder he got in a fight But what about that hairy paw? That's what got stuck in my craw Our chins hirsute and hands all bare Poetic licence did you ensnare And if an apology doesn't come You'll find my fishing rod up your... :D(eG) Not a metrosexual but a retrosexual - fond memories of what it was like:-) |
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24 Nov 09 - 08:42 PM (#2773050) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: GUEST,leeneia retrosexual? Dave, I love your new word! |
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25 Nov 09 - 06:00 AM (#2773220) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy ..........surely, shouldn't it be 'Gnomosexual'?? |
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25 Nov 09 - 06:32 AM (#2773233) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Acorn4 That's entertaining stuff, Mr H! Keep it coming. |
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25 Nov 09 - 06:49 AM (#2773247) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy You say tomato And I say banana I say tomorrow And you say manana Potato, peseta Papa or pater Let쳌fs call the whole thing semantics! |
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25 Nov 09 - 09:03 AM (#2773334) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy One, two, three, four, five Easy rhyming to contrive This old man he drank seven Bottles of whisky Then went to heaven Why did he have to go? 쳌eCause there쳌fs few things rhyme with seven Just eleven, bread of Evan 쳌eCourse he could쳌fve gone to Devon |
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26 Nov 09 - 10:31 AM (#2774116) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: Mr Happy Come by ya me lad, come by ya Said the shepherd, I want to count the sheep Yan, tan, tethera,methera, peep Have to take care I don쳌ft fall asleep! |
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27 Nov 09 - 08:02 AM (#2774818) Subject: RE: Layabout Verse: DIY? From: A Wandering Minstrel Oh pray keep scansion in your mind, when these pentameters you bind! |