Monday, 28 December 2015
STINKY OLE' MEN
STUFFED ON MINCE/
You have to remember, K, that that was hundreds of years ago, when TheRedPriest,
Toni Vivaldi, was busy with all those girls at the Ospedale della Pieta'
working on some 500 concerti or, as one might say, one concerto 500 tymes.
But by the tyme he met Gyorgy ( Ligeti ) the-avant-gardist,
the hospital/Ospedale had run out of food, y'see.
Life was hard then.
Oh I know what you're going to say, K, that Ligeti came hundreds of years later,
he couldn't possibly have known Vivaldi.
But how many?voices of authority will be telling you that Gyorgy was ahead of his tyme,
and ?! who are we to say otherwise ! ?
Of course we were all hungry for Toni's music, his girls ravenous for their Priest,
but, more than that, everyone was bloody starving, y'know.
Night-times were the worst ; well no-one could sleep for hunger;
everyone would congregate in the hospital canteen;
musicians, students, surgeons, midwives et al.
Then there was that (in)famous night when Gyorgy was to undergo polyp surgery.
He'd met up with The Priest to do some free-flow composition, prior to the op,.
but uppermost in their mind was finding something to eat.
There had been an unexpected food delivery, so suddenly the canteen was heaving,
people trying to get in first to grab some grub.
Toni was scrimmaging with some midwives for their trays, to get ahead in the melee'.
It wasn't a pretty sight, K, I can tell you, but in all adversity come conversity.
I wrote a song about it, not in my own name of course.
Don't ! be silly, K, Toni would never stand for that.
Susan Giro - of TheFourSusans - was in conversation with KoToK
about lots of silly-and-sensible things,
including a song she wrote :
Glad-It's-Night & The Polyps:
(((O)!yes he's)leaning on that) Midwife's Tray with Gyorgy
The Fighting Song Collection / Songs we like to go to war on/with //
The art of invading 500 countries or 1 country 500 tymes
Baroque Obama Kammerleg (ed.)
Sunday, 27 December 2015
Monday, 21 December 2015
where Juan Norse journey
from village to city
via a Juan-Norse-town,
and no-one be that gobsmacked
to be totally honest.
VIKINGS ( surprise )
Daye the Firste to Daye the Umpteenth
even despoliation can grow diresome
! ? just how many voyages can a Viking venture (on)
to make mischief when His standard shagcry :
RAPE & PILLAGE ! ! RAPE & PILLAGE
be always greeted by the
RATE YOUR VILLAGE ?! !? RATE YOUR VILLAGE
To what kinda stuff do you think we homespun hominids
succumb ? ! ! Surfin' the bleedin' internet ! ?
Dave The Fiste /
! U Pout Pucker
kiss me ! Juan, if you mean to
! don't make pout lest you want to
kiss me Juan !
KEYNN TO SMILE / JUAN-NORSE-TOWN //
Juan of The Four Norsemen of the a'Pucker(ed) Lips
posted their facebook page to fuck . more tabs .
posted facebook to fuck .
taken from : PILL AND RAPAGE !! PILL(s) AND RAPAGE :
(A Viking's coming-of-age
and someone's facebook-page)
Yon Mese-Klint ( ed.)
Sunday, 20 December 2015
REBEKKA LODBROKS: So Flakey, why did you kill my beautiful friend,
EthelstanThePriest, after he said he had been b(j)orn again ?
FLAKEY: You know he worshipped a false-gob, Rebekka.
You and I were b(j)orn to worship The True Gobs.
RUPERT OF MURDER: ( On High )
Crikey ! The boy Flakey speak good lingo by jingo
STONE ! MY NIKEL JEREMY KLARKSON & THE SAGA KHANS
stan laurel & ethel mermade
REBEKAH LADBROOKS : ?!What noos, O True-Gobbe-Wieldin'-The-Bigge-Stikke
RUPERT OF(f) MURDER : I haf noos, Rebekka, gud noos for yon.
I am here on bissness to ordain(e).
REBEKAH LADBROOKS : Altho' I am halfe-Sweed or halfe-Da(i)ne . .. or . .
anyhoo gif me yon news-off-orda(i)ne, mye Lorde
! ( plees )
LORDE RUPERT OF(f) MURDER : Notwitstande this; I am here to make you kinge.
KINGE REBEKAH LADBROOKS : Thanke you very muche.
LORDE RUPERT OF(f) MURDER : Yon moiste welkome
KINGE REBEKAH LADBROOKS : Altho' I am halfe-Sweed or halfe-Da(i)ne .. . or . .
. .. but(t) there be deffo no ! Moose in me
LORDE RUPERT OF(f) MURDER : !Mmmm
KINGE REBEKAH LADBROOKS : Anyhoo !I truste you meene to putt yon moneey
wher my mouthe ist Lorde.
LORDE RUPERT OF(f) MURDER : ?Crikey !
steely Minnok (Moose of the Weld )
The Usury Suspekts :
Yon Mese-Klint ; S Moneytinkel ;
Moisten Lenky ; Stikem Onnley ;
Menkle Noseyit/Toni Yesmenkl
TheBusheKangarroo o' Skippye ;
Rolfe & Anita Harrisburge ;
Eddye The Bloode-Eegle ;
EddyeStobarte & TheLostKargoe of TheHighWinds
EthanKoen & TheLastFargoe of TheBrokenWinds
Lon Kitenmyse ; Ryan & Demi Moore
Friday, 18 December 2015
the pestle was really pissed.
there was no chance
of building lasting peace.
! because of what you've done
you are now my mortar enemy !
Stone ! My Nikel
kloset ennymi / merkel ennymi /
Wednesday, 16 December 2015
WATCHED ( 2 )
watched Obama survivaling
with Bear Grills.
I was salivating.
I could have been him,
if only I'd studied, worked hard,
got lucky, been rich.
I could be living
off my wits too, feeding
from war-torn presidents.
KLOSET ENNYMI /
MENKL NOSEYIT /
TONI YESMENKL tinklemoneys
me and my pet
went parachuting in aid of
my pet - a cuttlefish -
wouldn't jump out of the plane.
stop ! watching me
the cuttle was quite insistent :
I can't jump
with you there watching me !
I ask why not.
the cuttle tells me
that a watched cuttle never bails.
Other cuttle suspect you're paranoid say I
my cuttle barks back:
so you've spoken to sis
! I see;
a wholly different cuttle of fish
THE USURY SUSPEKTS
As inferred by my pet fish
I had indeed
spoken to his sister.
To try to smooth the waters
she had tried to contact him.
It was now a case of
the pet calling the cuttle back
The Unanswered Christian
TERRY CHRISTIAN : OK! Bert, let's play at The Pink Panther, ?yeah
I'll be Inspektor Klousseau and you'll be Kato of course, yeah?
What moves can I make now to stop you beating me to a pulp?
.. . . ?Yeah ?! .. Bert . .. ?
BERT KWOK :
TERRY CHRISTIAN : Bert ? . . ? Yeah .. . ! ?
Ise T/ Lemon Ynk
Sementyk Lion / O.K My Sentinel / Mystikel Neon
THE UNANCHORED CHRISTIAN(s)
EgbertNoBacon of Wessex :
It mite juste be me, Ethelstan, but if this be the Wessex river- kaffe' where we are supposed to meete withe the pagane
Rebekah Lothbrooke to stoppe him and yon raging Viking hoardes from beeteth the shitteth oute off us, if this be that said MOORED kaffe' . ..? wye are we nowe in the miste of . .
.. !Be it juste me ? . ..
( awe-strukke at the trolle-infestede fjordes )
The Usury Suspekts
Tuesday, 15 December 2015
had Odin at dinner
and Thor for tea
gave wide Bert to veggie B
thor higherdall & His narrow berts
! Ai'l haf thoes Vikings fore brekfast
!! Poched Fryed & Sckrambld
( !! ! No veggy shit )
EGBERTNOBACON OF WESSEX
i was a Viking.
'til crooz ship broke down.
transfered to friggin' Saga.
THE SAGA KHAN & HIS WIDE WIN(d)S
I am NorwegianSpaniard.
My public services
have been hammered.
Juan-Norse Town /