BEEP BEEP ~ THE LITTLE NASH RAMBLER
**************************************
Category Archives: humor
Ten hand grenades hanging on the wall
Ten hand grenades hanging on the wall,
And if one hand grenade,
Should accidentally fall,
There’ ll be no hand grenades ,
And no bloomin’ wall.
Click HERE to visit my online book shop,
where you can purchase my eBooks
**********
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU CALL ME
AS LONG AS YOU ENJOY READING MY STORIES.
Mystical Cola
Mystical Cola, powerful might,
Thunderous magic, hidden from sight,
Disguised by a treat,
Sugary and sweet,
A shortcut to enlightenment,
The Cryptic Agenda decree.
*
If this has you thinking,
I would like to try that,
Go visit their temple,
And study their track,
But watch out for that bottle once it’s uncorked,
Lest you are drawn to its magic and inside it are caught.
********************
Click HERE to visit my online book shop,
where you can purchase my eBooks
**********
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU CALL ME
AS LONG AS YOU ENJOY READING MY STORIES.
I am the Crazymad writer – ARRRGH.
Crisis, what crisis?
Crisis, what crisis? he asked, looking on,
There is no crisis; it’s a part of the plan,
A plan to tax you for all you are worth,
And then some, and more; haven’t you heard?
*
A New World Order is coming your way,
A world of plenty, for some, if you do what we say,
Sitting up high, like emperors, we think,
We will dish out pennies to the masses, so dim.
*
You voted for us, what more can I say?
We can do anything we like; it’s the New World Order way,
When you voted us in, you signed away your birth right,
Freedom and liberty and all of that tripe.
*
You want to know what my associate has to say?
I’ll get him; here he is, to illuminate your day,
Hello, I am here, now what’s all this fuss?
Haven’t you heard that it’s time to kick ass?
*
Taxes, yes taxes, is the answer, I say,
More taxes on the petrol and diesel today,
Heating oil and coal will go the same way,
So also with gas and electricity, I pray.
*
When we’ve taxed you so much, you can’t even think,
We will tax you some more, to push you over the brink,
Into poverty, hardship; destruction without hope,
Trapped, burdened by the New World Order yoke.
*
Although it’s a quarter to midnight, there still is some hope.
Wake up, wake up, this is certainly no joke,
Politicians and bankers are intent on one thing
Destroying our lives; we must not let them win.
******************************
Click HERE to visit my online book shop,
where you can purchase my eBooks
**********
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU CALL ME
AS LONG AS YOU ENJOY READING MY STORIES.
*****************
My Bathtub, so fine
I once had a bathtub, so fine,
I washed in it all of the time,
From morning to night,
I spent my best time,
In that bathtub, my bathtub so fine.
**************************
Click HERE to visit my online book shop,
where you can purchase my eBooks
**********
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU CALL ME
AS LONG AS YOU ENJOY READING MY STORIES.
There was a nation so bad
There was a nation, so bad,
That thought it was superior; a cad
Until it was challenged one day,
By a country far away,
And it made them ever so MAD.
************************
Grunge
There was a country called GRUNGE,
That thought it would be so much fun,
Interfering with the lives,
Of people far and wide,
That’s Grunge, the country having fun.
(It’s a funny old world, isn’t it?)
There is a country so bold
There is a country, so bold,
As to meddle with nations of the world,
It thinks it is right,
In every single fight,
It starts in this crazymad world.
***********************
Enslaved by the IMF
There once was a nation so small,
We hardly knew it at all,
Until one day while alone,
It was liberated, at home,
Now they are enslaved by the IMF
************************
The Crazymad Writer Writes Again 