18 January 2013

Songs My Father Sang to Me

  It Ain't Gonna Rain No More 


Oh, it ain't gonna rain no more, no more
It ain't gonna rain no more
How in the heck can I wash around my neck
if it ain't gonna rain no more


Rabbi sittin' on the railroad track
Readin' his Bruchus
Along came the nine oh five and
Hit him in the tuchas
- Chorus

Dog walkin' on the railroad track
Didn't hear the whistle
Toot! Toot!
Hot dogs in a shisl!

A bum sittin' by the sewer
And by the sewer he died
So  at the coroners inquest
They called it 'sewer side'
- Chorus

A peanut sat on the railroad track
It's heart was all a-flutter
Along came the 4:15
Toot toot, peanut butter
- Chorus

My father is a butcher
My mother is a cook
And I'm the little hot-dog
With the candy that I took
- Chorus

My father built a chimney
He built it up so high
He had to take it down each night
To let the moon go by.
- Chorus

My daddy is a doctor,
My mommy is a nurse,
And I'm the little needle
That gets you where it hurts.
- Chorus

Mary had a little lamb
She kept it in a closet
And every time she took it out
It had left a small deposit
- Chorus

Mary had a little lamb,
Her father shot it dead
Oh, she still takes it off to school
But on a slice of bread.
- Chorus

Mary had a steamboat
The steamboat had a bell.
Mary went to heaven.
The steamboat went to TOOT-TOOT!
- Chorus

My uncle was a chemist.
A chemist he is no more.
For what he thought was H-2-O
Was H-2-S-O-4
- Chorus

Peter was a rabbit
A rabbit he is no more
For what he thought was a rabbit hole
Was a hole in the outhouse floor
- Chorus

31 August 2011

The Kraken

Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the lumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die. 

Alfred, Lord Tennyson  6 August 1809 – 6 October 1892

23 December 2010

The Lady and the Ape

A Lady fair, of lineage high,
Was loved by an Ape, in the days gone by.
The Maid was radiant as the sun,
The Ape was a most unsightly one,
The Ape was a most unsightly one
So it would not do
His scheme fell through,
For the Maid, when his love took formal shape,
Express'd such terror
At his monstrous error,
That he stammer'd an apology and made his 'scape,
The picture of a disconcerted Ape.

With a view to rise in the social scale,
He shaved his bristles and he docked his tail,
He grew mustachios, and he took his tub,
And he paid a guinea to a toilet club,
He paid a guinea to a toilet club
But it would not do,
The scheme fell through
For the Maid was Beauty's fairest Queen,
With golden tresses,
Like a real princess's,
While the Ape, despite his razor keen,
Was the apiest Ape that ever was seen!

He bought white ties, and he bought dress suits,
He crammed his feet into bright tight boots
And to start in life on a brand new plan,
He christen'd himself Darwinian Man!
He christen'd himself Darwinian Man!
But it would not do,
The scheme fell through
For the Maiden fair, whom the monkey crav'd,
Was a radiant Being,
With a brain farseeing
While Darwinian Man, though well-behav'd,
At best is only a monkey shav'd!

For the Maiden fair, whom the monkey crav'd,
Was a radiant Being,
With a brain farseeing
While Darwinian Man, though well-behav'd,
At best is only a monkey shav'd!

W.S. Gilbert, "The Lady and the Ape" from "Princess Ida"

08 November 2010

More of Grandma Tess' Riddles

Little Miss Etticoat,
In her white petticoat,
Has a red nose;
The longer she stands,
The shorter she grows.

What is she?


Grandma Tess' Riddles

Thirty white horses
Upon a red hill;
Here they clamp
There they stamp
Now they stand still.

What are they?


Yet More Rhymes from Grandma Tess

Ye Olde Swimmin' Hole

Mother, may I go out to swim?
Yes, my darling daughter,
Hang your clothes on a hickory limb,
But don't go near the water !

06 September 2010

The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes

The Weary Blues  

Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
     I heard a Negro play.
Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
     He did a lazy sway . . .
     He did a lazy sway . . .
To the tune o' those Weary Blues.
With his ebony hands on each ivory key
He made that poor piano moan with melody.
     O Blues!
Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
     Sweet Blues!
Coming from a black man's soul.
     O Blues!
In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan--
     "Ain't got nobody in all this world,
       Ain't got nobody but ma self.
       I's gwine to quit ma frownin'
       And put ma troubles on the shelf."

Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
He played a few chords then he sang some more--
     "I got the Weary Blues
       And I can't be satisfied.
       Got the Weary Blues
       And can't be satisfied--
       I ain't happy no mo'
       And I wish that I had died."
And far into the night he crooned that tune.
The stars went out and so did the moon.
The singer stopped playing and went to bed
While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.
by    Langston Hughes 

19 June 2010

Mali Nai Coulibaly "The Cheater"

Edu let the third goal fly but the Malian referee, Coulibaly said,"Nai! Nai!"

The mystery of the phantom and unexplained, inexplicable foul.