One two buckle my shoe,
Three four knock at the door,
Five six pickup sticks,
Seven eight open the gate,
Nine ten start again,
Nah, that would be silly,
I would much rather go look for slugs to kill.
(It’s funny old world, isn’t it?)
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I don’t care WHAT you call me as long as you enjoy reading my stories.
Mystical Cola, powerful might,
Thunderous magic, hidden from sight,
Disguised by a treat,
Sugary and sweet,
A shortcut to enlightenment,
The Cryptic Agenda decree.
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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.
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I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU CALL ME
AS LONG AS YOU ENJOY READING MY STORIES.
I am the Crazymad writer – ARRRGH.
The day the weather went mad
A day I thought I had been had,
By the weather extreme, quite obscene,
The day the weather went mad.
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Giggle my boots, gaggle my hat,
Goggle my shirtsleeves and fraggle that cat.
I am friggled with laughter, for I know that it’s true,
That you really do love me, not Johnny Lazoo.
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You see, Johnny Lazoo, a man of some strength,
Wanted to court you, wanted to bend,
Your ear with his stories, your eye with his looks,
But you never gave him as much as a look.
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The day that you said, ‘Yes, I’ll marry you, I will,’
Was the happiest day of my life; it was brill,
To think that you chose me over Johnny Lazoo,
Makes me friggle with laughter, knowing it’s true.
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Before I head off with my bride and my life,
I will give you this piece of excellent advice.
If you are planning to woo your beau, here’s the rub,
Friggle her with laughter and griggle her with love.
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Stories for children and young at heart adults
By ME, The Crazymad Writer – ARRRRGH.
Stone the crows.
What can you mean?
I said stone the crows.
You are awful mean,
To think you could hurt such wonderful birds,
I say stone you too, you are so absurd.
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Stone the crows.
Not YOU again.
Stone the crows.
You are not my friend,
That you could maim such marvellous things,
I say stone you too, you horrible thing!
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Stone the crows,
It’s a figure of speech!
Stone the crows?
It’s how I speak,
It means, Well I never,
I won’t harm the birds.
Stone the crows are such wonderful words.
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Stories for children and young at heart adults
by The Crazymad Writer – ARRRGH!
(From the story Alice in Wonderland on Top of the World)
Fertilizer is a thing we don’t always sees,
Though it’s used quite a lot, know yous this if yous please.
It’s a spread on the ground, all around and around,
The plants that are a needing it, by the once and the pound.
Oh, I’s loves my business when I’m mining the stuff,
I’s carts it around and then I’s bags it right up.
I’s stores it away until it’s needed, for sure,
T’bring on the plants in a glorious rapport.
I’m the luckiest, here, elf in charge of this mine,
This wonderful place, the luckiest of finds.
I’s thank my stars that I’s can be of some help,
T’bring on the plants into a wonderful health.
T’end this here ditty, hear you this boys and girls,
If yous ever come t’visit the top of the world,
Yous’ll get a right welcome and a tour of this mine,
Then return home again in a new frame of mind.
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Stories for children and young at heart adults
by The Crazymad Writer – ARRRGH!
Time does not exist…
Ah, but here’s the twist,
It’s always NOW.
No before or then,
No happy ever after,
For mice and men.
It’s NOW,
It has always been NOW,
Before and after,
Is just a silly dream.
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Stories for children and young at heart adults
by The Crazymad Writer – ARRRGH!
Lead a good life; full to the brim.
Enjoy each day as if it’s the last one you win,
Show by example how much you can do,
Whilst here on this plane, this earthly pursuit,
And when you’re in bed, deathly, so grim,
You will gaze up from it with a wink and a grin,
Saying, I lived a good life; full to the brim,
Leading by example, never lecturing about sin,
When you close my eyes for the last time on earth,
Angels will surround you, guiding you forth,
Through the pearliest of gates they will lead the way home,
To God’s heavenly love, sitting adjacent his throne.
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