WikiLeaks Fuss
I don’t understand all the Internet fuss about WikiLeaks,
While every journalist in town fills pages about techniques,
The establishment or someone is really upset out there,
Because someone else said or wrote what he/she thought was fair.
It was not politically correct enough for those who count,
Therefor it was a sin or a crime to be taken into account,
Was it espionage or democracy or was it just free speech?
As the debate rages on and on and will someone be impeached?
Who is the enemy these days and could it be ourselves?
Looking back from a mirror disguised as one of Santa’s elves,
You might think that the end of the world was coming very soon,
Tomorrow afternoon or at least before the next full moon.
Dec 11th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Santa Claus Is Coming Back To Town
(roxie dean, sonny tillis)
He was always santa claus to them
Every year hed magically appear here in our den
They would laugh and tease and say you look a lot like dad
Hed just smile and ask, have you been good or bad?
Oh, but life aint always like a holiday
Some things change, and sometimes people go their seperate ways
He just called and said hed like to be here for the kids
Wish them merry christmas when they open up their gifts
And even though it might be hard on me
How can I let them down?
So santa claus is coming back to town
Here it is christmas eve - the kids are sleeping
Lights flashing in the trees - I keep thinking
Tomorrow Ill see him, tomorrow Ill see him
I guess I ought to try to go to bed
I cant rehearse tomorrow any longer in my head
Hell walk in so nonchalant, as if hed never gone
Theyll be glad to see him, Ill be barely hanging on
And just like that hell go and turn my whole world upside down
Santa claus is coming back to town
No its never really easy when this time of year rolls around
cause santa claus is coming back to town
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Santa Claus Is Comin To Town
(j. fred coots/haven gillespie)
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Hes making a list,
Checking it twice;
Gonna find out whos naughty or nice.
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when youre sleeping
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when youre sleeping
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Goodness sake
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
Im telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming
Santa claus is coming
Santa claus is coming to town
(coming to town)
Santas a busy man he has no time to play
Hes got millions of stockings to fill on christmas day
(santa claus is coming to town)
(coming to town)
(santa claus is coming to town)
(coming to town)
song performed by by Lonestar
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Merry Christmas Santa Happy New Year
Santa Claus had done his very merry best.
He was almost ready for Christmas.
The reindeer were eager to make a start.
The elves were packing toys furiously,
Like there was no tomorrow.
Yes, time waits for no man...
Santa Claus made a final inspection.
His sleigh was in tip-top condition.
Everyone stopped to say the Christmas Prayer.
The magic moment was upon them all.
Once in his sleigh, he gave them a wave.
Suddenly Santa was on his way...
The reindeer flew above the clouds
With Rudolph's red nose aglow...
And Santa sang the song he wrote
Then shared out some of the mince pies.
Three hours later, the mince pies had run out
And half the world had received their presents.
Just three more hours left to do.
Rudolph's red nose was still shining bright.
Santa was getting tired, but didn't get caught.
Finally the last chimney was in sight...
Then it was all over and done with.
Santa's sleigh was empty. Well done, everybody!
Back at the North Pole, the party was on!
Santa's other half was rather merry.
The elves were dancing on the tables.
The forest fairies were visiting again.
Santa returned and the reindeer joined the party.
Rudolph had a few drinks... Ah, bless!
They don't call him the red nose reindeer for nothing!
Denis Martindale, copyright Christmas Day 2010.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Stop The Dead Guys Coming Home
Why should we be worked up about what happens way over there?
Far away on the other side of the globe where we can’t repair,
Dead guys coming back in coffins on the Highway of Heroes,
It seems obvious that the benefits amount to zeroes.
Media says we have a moral obligation to do this or that,
The politically correct say we can’t leave ‘cause we’re up to bat,
None of this makes much sense and it’s as expensive as hell,
Who’s running this wartime show - some very very strange cartel?
Why am I loosing faith with that guy looking back in the mirror?
Why are we stuck there for more years according to the emperor?
Is this a reason why we need binding referendums and soon?
Less dead guys on the Highway of Heroes by the next full moon.
Dec 8th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Tied Down By Trudeau's Charter Of Rights
How do we go about changing Trudeau’s left wing Charter of Rights?
Because all the crooks and terrorists have us in their sights,
They want to come here and then onto the appointed Supreme Court,
Where definitions and decisions could be in their support.
Unfortunately our establishment think the Charter is great,
And changes are strictly forbidden to come up for debate,
We look in the mirror and see the enemy looking back,
And because of Trudeau’s Charter, our future could be pitch black.
If we could make Trudeau’s Charter for Canadians alone,
Not “EVERYONE” in the world especially every combat zone,
And stop them from coming here to claim Trudeau’s Charter rights,
And then they could put some other soft country in their sights.
Dec 13th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Santa Claus
Santa Claus
Santa Claus
Up and down the chimney
Santa Claus is coming
Its the time of the year
Oh! Yes, Santa Claus is near
Lots of presents and toys
For my good girls and boys
Santa Claus
Santa Claus
Up and down the reindeers
Santa Claus is flying
Get out your Christmas tree
His presents are for free
Made by his elves
working hard in the northpole
Make sure your Xmas stockings
do not have any holes
Santa Claus
Santa Claus
Up and down the chimney
Santa Claus is coming
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Youth Criminal Justice Act
YOUTH CRIMINAL JUSTICE ACT July 28th 2011
By
James Bredin
The names of young criminals can't be published so we don't know,
In any ordinary neighborhood this could be quite a blow,
But politicians thought the Youth Criminal Justice Act was great,
Lots of politically correct ideas and not much public debate.
A symptom of the influence of our aristocrats at the time,
Add that to the already soft court system, easy on crime,
Then appointed Santa Clause Supreme Court that banned euthanasia,
Indeed Canadians seem to suffer judicial amnesia.
Pompous politically correct activists with statistics,
Ordinary people without referendums are skeptics,
Legal aid lawyers and social workers get a great workout,
Don't seem to have much trouble getting criminals bailed out
July 28th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not put Im tellin you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Hes making a list and checkin it twice
Gonna find out whos knotty or nice
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when your sleepin
He knows when youre awake
He knows if youve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
O you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not put Im tellin you why
Santa claus is coming to town
With little tin horns
And little toy drums
Rutty toot, toots and rummy tum, tum
Santa claus is coming to town
With curly head dogs to cuttle and hug
Elephants, ropes, and kitty card to
Santa claus is coming to town
The kids and girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee
There gonna fill the toy lad all around with christmas trees
So you better watch out
You better not cry
You better not put Im tellin you why
Santa claus is coming
Santa claus is coming to town
song performed by by George Strait
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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
He's making a list
He's checking it twice
Gonna find out who's
Naughty or nice
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
The kids in Girl-And-Boy Land
Will have a jubilee
They're gonna build a toyland
All around the Christmas tree
You better watch out
You better not cry
You beter not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Santa Claus Is Coming
Santa Claus Is Coming
Santa Claus Is Coming
He's coming to town
song performed by by Hilary Duff
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Cursed By Trudeau's Charter Of Rights
Sleep-walking nation with soft-on-crime judges sitting on the bench,
Some are educated even bilingual in English and French,
But too many are politically correct to a fault,
The few that are real good never get a media exult.
Are prisoners given easy early release because of small jails?
Is this significant or should we is bother with details?
Why does the media believe that everything is fine?
It’s all politically correct and nothing in decline.
Unfortunately we are cursed they with Trudeau’s Charter of Rights,
Which politicians and the Supreme Court cannot rewrite.
At least, that’s what they say, which doesn’t seem correct
Is there such a thing as a dictator that we could elect?
Dec 26th 2010
poem by James Bredin
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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's making a list,
And checking it twice;
Gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He see you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake!
O! you better watch out!
You better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Santa Claus is coming to town
With little tin horns
And little toy drums
Rooty toot toot and rummy tum tum
Santa Claus is coming to town
The kids and girls and boys land
Will have a jubilee
He's goona build a toy land
All arould the christmas tree
So you better not pout
Better not shout
Better not cry
Better not sigh
Tellin' you why
Santa Claus is coming
Better not pout
Better not shout
Better not cry
Better not sigh
Tellin' you why
Santa Claus is coming
I mean the great big man with the snow white beard
Santa Claus is coming to town
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, i'm telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He's making a list, he's checkin' it twice
He's gonna find out whose daughter you're nice
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(so you'd) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, i'm telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows if you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
(so you'd) better be good for goodness sake
Better be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry
You'd better not pout, i'm telling you why
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
Santa claus is coming to town
(released on a 45rpm)
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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The Kid
Last night I dreamed I was kid again
All the things I used to do I went and did again
Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend
Wanderin through the days we thought would never end
It was back when Id still get things from santa claus
Back when he believed in me and overlooked the flaws
That can grow inside until it hides the perfect little boy inside the man
Im not a kid anymore, but I still believe that those miracles occur
Thats not something up his sleeve
And that the reindeer pull the sleigh and the elves still make the toys
Santa gives away to all the girls and boys
Tonight Ill climb back in that bed again
Try to live out all my dreams inside my head again
After christmas eve with my best and closest friend
Who still believes the worlds greatest dad just tucked him in
And I know that hell be looking out for santa claus
And Im sure beyond a doubt hell overlook the flaws
That will grow inside until it hides this perfect little boy inside a man
Im not a kid anymore and I still believe that miracles occur
Thats not something up his sleeve
And that the reindeer pull the sleigh and the elves do make the toys
Santa gives away to all the girls and boys
song performed by by Clint Black
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This Present Crisis
I'm afraid this one is past its sell by date, but if you can think yourself back to Christmas 2008, when I wrote it, you might just be able to appreciate it.
Santa's had to lay off all the elves,
And the dust is taking over on Santa's toyshop shelves.
If you want presents this Christmas, you'll have to buy 'em all yourselves,
Because Santa's had to lay off all the elves.
Santa's had bad luck in large amounts;
Lost nearly all his money in Icelandic bank accounts.
When he stood before the debtors' court and the verdict was pronounced,
He said 'There won't be any Christmas cheer now all my cheques have bounced'.
Santa had to cancel Christmas lunch;
When he failed to pay the elves, they polished off all his rum punch.
He can't afford the carrots that the reindeer like to munch,
And the banks won't lend him anything on account of the credit crunch.
The bailiffs came and took everything away,
The last few sacks of toys and things and even Santa's sleigh.
You can lie awake and listen, but no matter what they say,
You won't hear any jingle bells this year on Christmas Day.
The snow on the ground may glisten, as the choir sings a roundelay,
But you won't hear the sound of jingle bells this year on Christmas Day.
There may be a few things missing, but hark what the angels say:
The divine gift has been given, that's the point of Christmas Day.
There may be a few things missing, as there were on that far-off day,
When a baby was born in a stable and laid in a manger of hay.
It's the chance for a new beginning, so cast all your cares away,
And join with the choir in singing of the joy of Christmas Day.
There may be a few things missing, but Jesus is here to stay,
Which is why we all send you our wishes for a joyful Christmas Day.
In dolce jubile.
Have a happy Christmas Day.
Kid
Verse one
Last night I dreamed I was a kid again
All the things I used to do I went and did again
Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend
Wanderin through the days we thought would never end
It was back when Id still get things from santa claus
Back when he believed in me and overlooked the flaws
That can grow inside until it hides the
Perfect little boy inside the man
Chorus
Im not a kid anymore, but I still believe
That those miracles occur
Thats not something up his sleeve
And that the reindeer pull the sleigh and
The elves will make the toys
Santa gives away to all the girls and boys
Verse two
Tonight Ill climb back in that bed again
Try to live out all my dreams inside my head again
After christmas eve with my best and closest friend
Who will believe the worlds greatest dad
Just tucked him in
And I know that hellbe looking out for santa claus
And Im sure beyond a doubt hell overlook the flaws
That will grow inside until it hides this
Perfect little boy inside a man
Chorus two
Im not a kid anymore and I still believe
That miracles occur
Thats not something up his sleeve
And that the reindeer pull the sleigh and
The elves do make the toys
Santa gives away to all the girls and boys
song performed by by Clint Black
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Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town
Oh! You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why: (why)
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He's making a list,
He's checking it twice,
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Little curly head dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and Kiddie cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
All the kids in Girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
They're gonna build a toy land town
Around that Christmas tree.
So....You better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, I'm telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town
--- Instrumental ---
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows when you're awake.
He knows if you've been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
Oh, You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I'm Telling you why.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He's coming to town...
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Oh! you better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
Im telling you why:
Santa claus is coming to town!
Hes making a list,
Hes checking it twice,
Gonna find out whos naughty or nice.
Santa claus is coming to town!
He sees you when youre sleeping,
He knows when youre awake.
He knows when youve been bad or good,
So be good for goodness sake!
So...you better watch out, you better not cry
You better not pout, Im telling you why.
Santa claus is coming to town.
Little tin horns, little toy drums.
Rudy-toot-toot and rummy tum tums.
Santa claus is coming to town.
Little toy dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats and kiddie cars too.
Santa claus is coming to town.
The kids in girl and boy land
Will have a jubilee.
Theyre gonna build a toy land town
All around the christmas tree.
Ohh....you better watch out, you better not cry.
You better not pout, Im telling you why.
Santa claus is coming to town.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Equality Whether You Like It or Not
Take it easy! Calm down! It's gonna be alright!
No secret police in the middle of the night,
No knock on the door at four in the morning,
In good old England we'll give you fair warning.
It's a democracy here and we're proud to be free,
We just monitor your movements on CCTV,
You can trust us to practice whatever we preach,
So, say what you like, we believe in Free Speech,
Just do as you're told and sing the right song,
Remembering, of course, not to get the words wrong,
Follow your leaders and show some respect,
No-one wil hurt you if you're politically correct.
We admit there are folks with funny ideas
But their sarcastic laughter will just end in tears,
The misfits and rebels have all had their day,
What's Normal is Best, so hip, hip, hooray! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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