By Astyages
I’ve finally managed to squeeze out a few words in a more-or-less twelve-barre-ish sorta pattern, with a vaguely christmassish sorta feel to ’em for the christmas palms/blues competition, of which we have, I think, approximately three entries… this being the third! So if anyone else would like to contribute an entry to this competition, you still have until Dec 31st, or until such a time as I can find a volunteer non-entrant to be judge Judy and executioner…
In the meantime, here’s my own entry:
“Even Santa Gets the Blues”
It’s christmas eve already and Santa’s got the blues
‘Cause Rudolph’s out on strike for a new set of reindeer shoes.
The elves came out in sympathy; and all his other helpers too;
And the cherry on the top: Mrs Santa has the ‘flu!
Chorus:
Yes it’s christmas in the North Pole; make sure you’ve paid your dues…
Yes it’s christmas in the North Pole, and Santa has the blues
The reindeer all came out on strike; their shoes were all worn through;
But in the yellow pages all Santa found was, “Cobblers to you!”
Mrs Santa’s taken to her bed, so Santa’s had no tea,
And all those kids still want their prezzies delivered all for free!
Chorus:
Yes it’s christmas in the North Pole
Make sure you’ve paid your dues;
‘Cause it’s christmas at the North Pole
And even Santa gets the blues…
I had intended to put music to it but am refraining from doing so due to the limits of time and talent… Happy Dionysia everyone!
Asty
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I think they were Waz and ato, Helvi… Still hoping to receive an entry from the boss…
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Getting out of the blues makes blues all the worth while. I could never have lived without my blues.
By the way Asty. Thanks for you lovely comment on the Rubbish Tip man. You make it all so worth while.
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Thanks Gerard; nice to kn0w I’m appreciated… “Tonto, my work here is done!” (Bystander): “Who was that masked man?”
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How’s this one for runnerup?
The Wee Christmas tree and I.
I’m sitting beneath the chrismas tree, the Christmas
tree, the tree all full o’ lights. Alone, alone,
the tree an’ I, alone, alone, my self and I
the wee, wee bottle, the very wee, wee bottle and I
the very wee, wee, poor little wee, wee man, I!
The blizzards sang their bitter songs, songs what shiver’d
me shiverin’ shiverin’ bones and the rain danced
to them blizzards’ songs and all the roof tiles held hands…
Oh, I know just how amorous them tiles are, they always
ALWAYS fall off the roof and crash in lovin’ pairs!
In lovin’ pairs the tempest and the lightning bolts
come blasting and cracking and cursing at the whole,
the whole wide world, the wide, wide world and my wee
wee hoos and I, oh, the poor, poor, wee, wee man, I!
Oh, the wee Christmas tree, the wee, wee tree and I!
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As a very fair judge , I now have to say that asty has to share the first prize with you, ato.
The poems are very different, but equally enchanting. I now cut the Australian Christmas pudding in two…coming from a very big family, I learnt early on the precision cake sharing…
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Too kind, H!
Just blurted it out before we rushed out!
Had Mrs Ato in stitches all the way to the shops, though. Kept laughing at the word “wee.” “How apt you’d think of it,” she kept saying, “how apropos!”
One day! One day, that girl! Ooooooh, that girl!
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You are indeed a very fair judge, Helvi… and I don’t mind sharing first prize with so noble an entry (and entrant!). However, I do have one question, would ato like the left, or the right half of the prize t-shirt?
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In any case, it’s a bit early to judge… we must wait until ALL entries are in… and I still have to find those other two… Let’s say final judgment will be pronounced on 1st Jan, okay, Helvi?
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I must say, ato, that the notion of a ‘wee-wee tree’ did kinda tickle my funny bone too… It is kinda funny unless one is familiar with its use in the Scottish vernacular.
Anyhoo… double-entendres notwithstanding, lovely stuff ato! Lovely stuff!
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You should have been here while I was writing it, asty!
Mrs Ato was uncontrollable!
Then she told our emigre daughter and between the two of them, the roof began to rise!
See, all it takes is to mention the words, wee, poo and fart and everyone’s “chucking a spaz” (as my students used to say, “don’t chuck a spaz now, Mr T but I didn’t do my homework again!” Not that I ever gave any!)
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I’m totally man acrosss this dude’s ‘wee, wee’. Perhaps the most successful word combo considering all of the entries…if I can be exscused not attaching the accolade to ‘wee hoos’ for originality. One of the more significant entries I would like to suggest on grounds there is no mention of the Scottish poet Burns. 🙂
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Very commercial, Asty. O, those yellow pages are a walk on the wild side. 🙂
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Are they Waz, ato, or Emmjay,
I so wish Maddie back here to stay…
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…oops again, this one is a reply to my first one 🙂
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Oops my reply to this one jumped to the top!
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First prize for asty, I say,
the other two, who are they?
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I seem to remember saving them to my hard drive Helvi, so if I can find ’em again, I’ll repost ’em… although one of them actually claimed it wasn’t an entry… still, I think it has all the hallmarks of an entry so I saved it… Anyway, thank you for your support, Helvi… your kindness will earn you some good karma, I’m sure!
I don’t have time to find and post the other entries today, but as tomorrow was in any case the final date for entries, I shall post them then… and with a bit of luck, perhaps there may be a late entry or two… (anyone?)
I was going to ask for volunteers to judge them, but perhaps it may be done in the ancient Greek fashion, by acclamation… whaddaya reck’n ato?
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