There once was a man from Dundee
Who got stuck up a Sycamore tree;
His friends rallied round
But could not get him down
So he floated right off on a key.
(Written Sept 2012)
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Farewell Address at the Argyle Hall
Fellow Citizens of Dundee.
I now must bid farewell to ye.
For I am going to London far away.
But when I will return again I cannot say.
Farewell! Farewell! to the bonnie banks o' the Silvery Tay.
Also the beautiful Hill o' Balgay.
And the ill fated Bridge o' the Silvery Tay.
Which I will remember when I am far away.
Farewell! to my friends and, patrons all.
That rallied around me in the Music Hall.
And those that has rallied around me to night,
I shall not forget when out of sight.
And, if I ever return to Dundee again,
I hope it will be with the laurels of fame.
Plac'd on my brow by dame fortune that fickle Jade.
And, to Court her favour I am not afraid.
Farewell! to every one in the Argyle Hall.
That has Come to hear McGonagall.
Recite, and sing, his Songs to night.
Which I hope will long be rernember'd when I'm out of sight.
Adieu to all my enemies that want to mock me when passing by.
But I excuse them for their ignorance and leave them to the most high.
And, once again, my friends, and enemies. I bid ye all good bye.
And when I am gone ye will for me heave a sigh :-
I return my thanks to my Chairman and my Committee,
For the Kindness they have always shown to me.
I hope the Lord! will protect them when I am far away.
And prosper them in all their undertakings by night and by day.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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There once was a cad from Dumfries
Accused of stealing some geese,
He was in a tight spot
But he cared not a jot
As he turned round and blamed his poor niece.
(Written Sept 2012)
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My Sycamore Tree
A rainbow appeared across the sky
Like a promise
A covenant
Shinning on high
I waited and watched Making sure I could see
Climbing the branches of my sycamore tree
A star shone bright
Symbolizing
Signifying
The importance that night
Men followed it
As I watched happily
Sitting atop my sycamore tree
A white dove descended from the clouds
With a voice
And a light
Amazing the crowds
Water and word
I watched and thought of what it could be
From the tallest branch of my sycamore tree
From a tree like mine a cross was formed
Spitting
Beating
Some laughed while others mourned
I knew there was something I could do
But I was afraid of what would happen to me
So I stayed put, hanging on tight to my sycamore tree
Three days later a butterfly appeared
Alive
And vibrant
Then to my tree it finally neared
It seemed as though it was speaking to me
Speaking of life eternally
So I followed the butterfly as far as I could see
Then I quickly climbed down the branches
Joyully leaving my sycamore tree
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Mirror Mirror Rhymes 04
Mirror Mirror up the tree
Why are you so mad with me?
'That joke you told', the mirror said,
'It cracked me up, and now I'm dead! '
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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No E
E...lec...tricity
Why not Lectric let it be?
Where I come from, that's what we
Call it anyway you see.
(Written Sept 2012)
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There was an Old Man of Dundee,
Who frequented the top of a tree;
When disturbed by the crows,
He abruptly arose,
And exclaimed, 'I'll return to Dundee.'
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Stephen Sept 14th,2012
STEPHEN Sept 14th,2012
By
James Bredin
Prime Minister Stephen Harper, please bring about some change,
Or you might be remembered like Joe Clark and why is that strange?
Because like him, the system remains more or less the same,
Counting lots of appointees from secret lists with added names.
So Stephen, I know, you're up against it but please, at least try,
Or without much dignity, many of us will get sick and die,
And binding referendums, like the Swiss, would be great,
Set-date elections would be good too and no need for a great debate.
And while you're at it, completely cancel the parole board,
They are setting murderers and others free who have scored,
Okay, we need a new Constitution to get these changes,
Ask our friends, who, how, when for these changed arrangements.
Sept 14th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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A Requisition to the Queen
Smiths Buildings No. 19
Patons Lane,
Dundee.
Sept the 6th. 1877.
Most August! Empress of India, and of great Britain the Queen,
I most humbly beg your pardon, hoping you will not think it mean
That a poor poet that lives in Dundee,
Would be so presumptous to write unto Thee
Most lovely Empress of India, and Englands generous Queen,
I send you an Address, I have written on Scotlands Bard,
Hoping that you will accept it, and not be with me to hard,
Nor fly into a rage, but be as Kind and Condescending
As to give me your Patronage
Beautiful Empress, of India, and Englands Gracious Queen,
I send you a Shakespearian Address written by me.
And I think if your Majesty reads it, right pleased you will be.
And my heart it will leap with joy, if it is patronized by Thee.
Most Mighty Empress, of India, and Englands beloved Queen,
Most Handsome to be Seen.
I wish you every Success.
And that heaven may you bless.
For your Kindness to the poor while they are in distress.
I hope the Lord will protect you while living
And hereafter when your Majesty is ... dead.
I hope the Lord above will place an eternal Crown! upon your Head.
I am your Gracious Majesty ever faithful to Thee,
William McGonagall, The Poor Poet,
That lives in Dundee.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Death May Not Be Allowed Sept 22nd,2012
DEATH MAY NOT BE ALLOWED SEPT 22ND,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Our Ottawa aristocrats refuse to give us referendums,
Then add death with dignity hidden in their memorandums,
And obedient media moguls agree with these appointees,
And all this one sided cooperation is completely free.
And worse; our party politicians refuse to see the light,
They have to obey their party program and do it right,
And death with dignity could be a mortal sin or even worse,
Backing it could cut their salaries and the money in their purse.
So Canadians are stuck between a rock and a hard place,
As Ottawa aristocrats look on with a straight face,
Communications is not high on their agenda right now,
And talk about death with dignity is something not allowed.
SEPT 22ND,2012
poem by James Bredin
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There once was a young man from Skye
Who would sit and continually cry;
It wasn't his debt
That made him upset,
But the dust that flew into his eye.
(Written Sept 2012)
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There was a musician from Delhi
His favourite composer? - Corelli;
It wasn't Sitar
But in every bar
There was music to tickle your belly.
(Written Sept 2012)
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There omce was a fitter from Belfast
Who said that he was happy now at last;
'My gas-boiler leaked,
It blew and then I freaked,
And I was very nearly killed in the blast.'
(Written Sept 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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There once was a fellow from France
Who did a ridiculous dance;
It's not what you're thinking
He hadn't been drinking
His shoes were infested with ants.
(Written Sept 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Mirror Mirror Rhymes 06
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why were you put there at all?
I don't like my face today
So, please look the other way.
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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There once was a fellow from Tooting
Suspected of robbing and looting,
He was found with a gun
And was thought, 'on the run'
His excuse: 'I've been clay-pigeon shooting! '
(Written Sept 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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There was a strange man from Kildare
Who, annoyed because people would stare,
Walked up the town
With his hat upside down
And pretended that he didn't care.
(Written Sept 2012)
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Mirror Mirror Rhymes 03
'Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why are you not in the hall?
This is where we comb our hair
So I think you'd be better there.'
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Mirror Mirror Rhymes 05
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Do you even care at all?
Every question you reject
Even if we genuflect.
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Mirror Mirror Rhymes 02
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Will today be fine or squall?
'How should I know, go and see
The weather-man on B.B.C.'
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Crazy Tradesmen Rhymes No4
I once knew a fellow in the music trade
He was known for the very little
Banjo he played;
His playing was erratic
And between you and me
The reason was the instrument
Kept rolling off his knee.
(Written Sept 2012)
poem by John Carter Brown
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