In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song
“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux
Sunday, 22nd of November, Part Two
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees…
In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song
“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux
Sunday, 22nd of November, Part One
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees
The white dust on the ground
Everywhere to be found
Where the heck is my car
Couldn’t have left it far
Grabbed the snow shovel
Moving my muscles
Soon the path is clear
Feeling like a pioneer
On the 22nd day of November
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees
I just hope the roads won’t ice over
Or I’ll be prancing like a four leaf clover
Trying to cross the roads
In the early morning hours
On my way to work
Trying not to go berserk
When it’s really dark
Only dogs will bark
On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees
In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
Poetry, Song and Photography
“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
Caturday, 2015-11-07
The cat in the mirror
The sleek feline figure
Eyes blue as sapphire
Her spirit filled with fire
Herself does she admire
In honour of Caturday, for all cats everywhere
Poetry, Song and Photography
“You know, from my point of view, I’m the luckiest cat on the planet” Hugh Hefner
Caturday, 2015-11-07
Cats, cats, cats
I see a lots of cats
Cats over there
And cats over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
Oh, look at the pretty cat
In the window there
What window, where?
Over there, over here
Even more cats
They are everywhere
“Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off” Ira and George Gershwin
Can Do Attitude
(This one is a must sing ;P)
You say neither, I say either
You say potato, I say tomato
Potato, tomato
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say sell, I say buy
You say it can’t be done
I say it will be fun
Oranges, apples
What the hell happened?
They don’t rhyme
I don’t mind
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m boring
I say you snoring
You say it’s very bad
I say don’t be sad
Boring, snoring
“What the hell happened to this, song(?)?”
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say it’s a fake
I say a piece of cake
You say you’re such a jerk
I say it will work
Jerk, work
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m obsessive
I say I’m positive
You prefer negative
I say my glass is full
“What?
You keep loosing the rhyme!”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore!”
“No, I’m just sore,
Because you keep singing off key!”
“Oh, please,
You are even worse, and don’t try to flee!”
Worse, off key
Let’s call the whole thing off
“OK, so let’s try this again one more time?”
“Fine! And this time make it rhyme!”
You say I like it plain
I say you aren’t quite sane
You say It’s not so simple
I say smile and get a dimple
Simple, dimple,
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m going home
I say you don’t like it alone
You say let’s end this song
I say play the gong!
Song, gong
Let’s call the whole thing off
“So what now?
You’re just going to quit?”
“Yeah, that is the idea in ‘going home’, as in leaving!”
“So then, we must part?”
“Oh don’t me smart, have a heart!”
“Maybe try one more time, my way?”
“Like the song title or the highway?”
“No, with the positive attitude!”
“Without the platitude?”
“Fine?”
“Wine?”
*Snort!*
You say I like it here
I say I like everywhere
You say maybe we can
I say let’s can can!
Can, can, yes we can
Let’s call the calling off, off
Now!
“I think I am about 5 for 500 when it comes to successful ideas vs flops” Jeremy Schoemaker
Welcome to dig around the archives of the Rantings Of A Third Kind.
On this page you will find a monthly changing introduction to the most favourite posts of this site!
Enjoy and come again!
You can find the page on the blog : Return to the Archives
My name is Gun
I am a lot of fun
Some call me ‘Nilla
I am here to chilla
Being a Red Shirt is never easy
Wearing a red shirt
Feeling like about to get hurt
The target is painted on my back
No time for sleep or a snack
I know I am not really cherished
And quite soon to be perished
I am the Queen of Fucking Everything
Who am I?
You dare to ask me?
Or are you playing shy?
Or do you task me?
Do you not know who I am?
VERSATILE BLOGGER AWARD: Featuring the Gun Rap
Put your “bass beat” on for this one!
“When in Rhyme do as the Rhymers do”
The Gun Rap
My name is Gun
I am a lot of fun
Some call me ‘Nilla
I am here to chilla
Here are some facts
Seven to be exact
Guess that is the most
You’ll find about this host
I am a wannabe writer
And maybe a little brighter
Than you might think
While you let that sink
I will continue my rant
In the form of this chant
Even though I really can’t
Sing, dance or ant?
“What? Ant? That is not a verb!”
“I was trying to rhyme -erb”
“If you can’t rhyme, stay out of the kitchen”
“Why are you so bitchen?”
“Enough with the rhyme!”
“Fine! Now gimme a dime and lets get back to the rap!”
The three letters
Best defining my efforts
Photography, Poetry
And P…
“Oops, can’t say that out loud on television <smirks>!”
“We’re not on television! This is a written blog you dumbass!”
“Hey, you said ass! That is mighty sass of you!”
“Argh! I give up!”
“Great, now back to the rap!”
Well, the last of the three
Is for me to know and for thee
To find out
Oh, do not pout!
I am a non-smoker
And I like to play poker
No just kidding
Seemed more fitting
Now to end this rap
I had to fill the gap
And already told you more
Than I intended for
Word!
“Black as night, sweet as sin” Neil Gaiman
Coffee made me do it!
Today I went off the edge
I didn’t even take a pledge
I pranced around like a Fred Astaire
The others looking with a stare
Laughing out very loud
And feeling extremely proud
An old tune from years ago
Nothing to stop the show
I started singing that tune
Not being any kind of prune
Why this happened you may ask
It wasn’t anything from a flask
Though I have one excuse to acquit
The Coffee made me do it!
“Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off” Ira and George Gershwin
Can Do Attitude
(This one is a must sing ;P)
You say neither, I say either
You say potato, I say tomato
Potato, tomato
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say sell, I say buy
You say it can’t be done
I say it will be fun
Oranges, apples
What the hell happened?
They don’t rhyme
I don’t mind
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m boring
I say you snoring
You say it’s very bad
I say don’t be sad
Boring, snoring
“What the hell happened to this, song(?)?”
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say it’s a fake
I say a piece of cake
You say you’re such a jerk
I say it will work
Jerk, work
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m obsessive
I say I’m positive
You prefer negative
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“Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off” Ira and George Gershwin
Can Do Attitude
(This one is a must sing ;P)
You say neither, I say either
You say potato, I say tomato
Potato, tomato
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say sell, I say buy
You say it can’t be done
I say it will be fun
Oranges, apples
What the hell happened?
They don’t rhyme
I don’t mind
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m boring
I say you snoring
You say it’s very bad
I say don’t be sad
Boring, snoring
“What the hell happened to this, song(?)?”
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say it’s a fake
I say a piece of cake
You say you’re such a jerk
I say it will work
Jerk, work
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m obsessive
I say I’m positive
You prefer negative
I say my glass is full
“What?
You keep loosing the rhyme!”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore!”
“No, I’m just sore,
Because you keep singing off key!”
“Oh, please,
You are even worse, and don’t try to flee!”
Worse, off key
Let’s call the whole thing off
“OK, so let’s try this again one more time?”
“Fine! And this time make it rhyme!”
You say I like it plain
I say you aren’t quite sane
You say It’s not so simple
I say smile and get a dimple
Simple, dimple,
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say I’m going home
I say you don’t like it alone
You say let’s end this song
I say play the gong!
Song, gong
Let’s call the whole thing off
“So what now?
You’re just going to quit?”
“Yeah, that is the idea in ‘going home’, as in leaving!”
“So then, we must part?”
“Oh don’t me smart, have a heart!”
“Maybe try one more time, my way?”
“Like the song title or the highway?”
“No, with the positive attitude!”
“Without the platitude?”
“Fine?”
“Wine?”
*Snort!*
You say I like it here
I say I like everywhere
You say maybe we can
I say let’s can can!
Can, can, yes we can
Let’s call the calling off, off
Now!
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