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The Delphi Oracle
The
utterances made were all up the Greek,
Drachma hard
earned led the Spartans to shame
And today in
this world many prophets do shout
Has the
mantle of Delphi
all the
shades of the past
So brother be
careful of the new DELPHI
name "Seamus" Seamus informs us that "Danaos" is Latin for Greeks, and provides the following reference: on Google look up 'timeo ferentif et dona danaos' - it is a quotation from Handel - Dido is having a talk with Aeneas. Hey, it's all Greek to us. |
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Hooray For
Evolution
Does evolution, indeed,
cause your Haeckels to rise?,
Whereby fat hippos
could take to the skies.
When the mammals from
sea came forth to the land,
They died in the
process as no one had planned.
For this matters not,
they must live again,
Lest the mystery
unravel and all be in vain.
We love make-believe
from the Hollywood strip,
Evolution stands tall,
so let all things rip.
Though the logic's at
sea it found footing on shore,
Long dead sea creatures
existed once more.
A remarkable adaption
to the beach from the wave,
Three cheers for our
theorists, a jolly good save.
Our amoeboid friends in
primordial ooze
Had nothing to do and
nought could amuse.
By forces most
mysterious and chemicals vague
They became
multi-celled and caused a right plague.
Midst vapors of methane
and ammonia too,
And flashes of
lightning these uni-cells grew.
By acids amino forming
nourishing broth
Evolution had started
with humungus push-off.
That original amoeba
was sure some smart kid,
Creating itself, the
way that it did.
And in those deep
matters called autogenetic,
Science takes refuge
from enquiry splenetic.
And from
self-replication all the fauna arose,
Flying fossils galore,
beasts with ungulate toes.
How came order
from nothing few people can know
But evolution survives
and ever will grow.
Happy
hypothesising.
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Pigs Might Fly ??
Evolution has spread
her fabled wings
And imparted her gifts
to the swine,
And perhaps with luck
to the tortoise that sings,
And even the milking
kine.
All birds their liquids
must minimize
To reach aerodynamic
state.
And thus, the cow, if
she is wise
Will her milkload
inspissate.
Percy the Pig all tubby
and round
Defies gravity and
Nature alike.
Evolutionary
breakthrough has he found,
So creationists stay on
your bike.
All things are possible
to them that believe,
Thus reads the good
book in its text.
A faith so fervent will
wonders achieve,
And elephants will be
airborne next.
For none can tell and
few can prove
What the Lord has
allowed in his plan.
And though it fits not
in the groove,
His works humble the
status of man.
If the march of the
ages we can't comprehend,
Or construct a history
with flaws.
Why ever worry, we'll
know in the end,
If man has backed the
wrong cause.
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The Creation of Cats
The creation of cats,
when did it occur?
Why did God create
fleas to inhabit their fur?
And Adam so named
this family for all,
Both skinny and
lean, and the podgy furball.
And if you eat flesh
from pussy nocturnal
Will you lose life in
time most eternal?
But pussy's not
worried for still does he purr,
Life's for the
present, and should we demur?
Created by
fiat the tiger's stripe bold?
Best admired from a
distance if you wish to grow old.
Or did aeons of time
work a miracle slow?,
Please write
in, and let us all know.
Now the lion in the
future eats straw like an ox,
An evolutionary trend
that creates waves of shocks?
And out in the field
will the lamb he espy,
Without that glint of
food in his eye.
The leopard
comes spotty, and no he's not ill,
That's his natural
pattern that has stayed with him still.
Can the leopard his
spots over time ever change,
Or at the beginning
did the Lord them arrange?
And in Adam's life
time would creation occur,
With not an extension
so some people aver.
They say it occurred
at a juncture in time,
Signed, sealed,
delivered, and not from the slime.
Whatever your view
you are bound to be wrong,
For contentious
the tunes in this dissonant song.
If Darwin's
correct the future is bright,
But hovering
around a gloomy long night.
Bon
Speculation.
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Sinner
Repant
Sinner repant, your end
is in sight,
And all is laid bare
which gives no delight.
But the cloak of
salvation will cover provide,
Supplied by the
righteous for a fee on the side.
A wide range of
worthies will hear you confess,
And when all is done
their name will you bless.
And for church membership you really
should strive,
And weekly cough up
with your free-given tithe?
And many new challenges
divinely arise,
Cleaning the
loo which will help you get wise.
Humility is a virtue,
to the elders you look,
Taking their cue from
the leather-bound book.
For men of great
honor will have you in mind,
Sweeping the floor and
jobs of that kind.
For if you want truly
to reach unto heaven,
Follow their lead and
suppress all the leaven.
And as you progress
hymn books will you dole,
For singing is noble
and good for the soul.
And take your note book
for sermons inspired,
And stifle that yawn if
you're all bored and tired.
Though many may ramble
and Scripture oft' quote,
Write it all down
though the guy is a goat.
The most lowly it seems
drive the fanciest car,
Paid from your
"offerings" which never go far.
You are honored to walk
in their shadow you know,
Men of distinction who
walk not in a show. ( Psalm 39:6).
For you are unworthy
their shoes so to clean,
Remember your place and
don't make a scene.
Whilst all men are
equal in the sight of the Lord
Some are MORE SO by the
way you're ignored.
You are muck metal but
they are fine gold,
Worship their feet and
do as you're told.
It seems their own
message does never get through,
For they are most
special and the knocks are for you.
But time has a catchup
which though most delayed ( Eccl 8:11)
Brings forth a
comeuppance with their record re-played.
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The Kingdom Express
Ho, come to the waters
and freely imbibe,
Many voices are
shouting their view of the word
The Kingdom Express one
day will take off,
Times really are tough
in your Yankee-based church
Help oil the wheels of
the Kingdom Express,
For many's the train
with a false whistle blow
Board the right car,
make sure of the fare,
Ho, come to the waters
and pay the Lord's price. |
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No title... "Whirled
News" perhaps?
Across the globe the scene is heating,
The President round
the Bush ain't beating.
Across the blue,
missiles soon scudding
And into Baghdad's
camels thudding.
Saddam Hussein could
have the answers,
Distract the foe with
belly dancers:
The devout on mats
will soon be praying
Whilst exotic
costumes and limbs are swaying.
In the region
of oil-rich Kuwait,
Beneath the palm is
many a date.
And the West hopes
hard, hard as hell,
The Iraquis keep
matches away from each well.
Meanwhile the
Inspectors look for clues,
The horse has bolted
by many a ruse.
By sleight of hand
and not in vain
There are many
bolt-holes for Saddam Hussein.
With doubles as well
in many a place,
Which likeness is his
real face?
Terror weapons, they
say,are truly well hidden
Expressly at sites
Saddam has bidden.
And with those
war-drums loudly sounding,
It seems to war the
States are bounding;
An attack on Baghdad
that's none too cruisy,
And will this dustup
be a doozie?
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News BBC 9/1/03 50 year Scotch now worth USD 9000 a bottle
Hoots mon, come now
open your purse
And spend a bawbee on
malt.
This time next year the
price is worse
And will cause ye many
a jolt.
A bonny wee bargain at
NINE GRAND,
And cheap at TWICE the
cost.
Now if ye dither,
understand,
Your chance forever is
lost.
So canny be, into your
sporran
Dig deep and part with
coin.
Spend that heirloom
golden florin
That has been
protecting your groin.
Then pour a wee dram
with careful hand
And spill nae many a
drap.
Then slowly sip this
contraband
And the spots on the
floor ye lap.
Pleasant
drinking.
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