h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Thank you Paul for your very kind words and thoughts.

Thank you Pierre for your kind compliments.

Thank you Paul for sharing your very lovely poems.

It's my pleasure to do so.

This is a season of giving, and this is what I have to give.

I give you a poem for Christmas.
It's something to treasure, not dismiss.
I brought it from Mali,
With ribbons and holly,
And thencewards across a wide isthmus.

Have yourself a Merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light.
Watch the snow falling on the grass
as your worries take flight.

We yawn at the break of dawn
as our troubles will be out of sight.
Watch the reindeer stag and fawn

Make the Yuletide gay at your soiree
as the dark clouds will disappear.
We will pray that it will stay away
and our hearts will be filled with cheer.

Here were as in golden days
Happy golden days of yore.
Riding in a horse drawn chaise
Gardens covered in rime and hoar.

Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
We'll be dining on Charlotte Russe
which we totally adore.

Through the years we will be together
if the fates allow and to make it snow.
We will all blether about winter weather
as we wait to see an outside show.

So go and hang a shinning star
upon the highest tree and bough.
We will sing and play a guitar
and drink hot chocolate made from cacao.

Have yourself a Merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light.
Watch the snow falling on the grass
as your worries take flight.

We yawn at the break of dawn
as our troubles will be out of sight.
Watch the reindeer stag and fawn

Make the Yuletide gay at your soiree
as the dark clouds will disappear.
We will be praying that it will stay away
and our hearts will be filled with cheer.

Here were as in golden days
Happy golden days of yore.
Riding in a horse drawn chaise
Gardens covered in rime and hoar.

Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gathering near to us once more.
We'll be dining on Charlotte Russe
which we will totally adore.

Through the years we will be together
if the fates allow and to make it snow.
We will all be blethering about the winter weather
as we wait to see an outside show.

So go and hang a shinning star
upon the highest tree and bough.
We will all be singing and playing a guitar
and drinking hot chocolate made from cacao.

Our loved ones will be far away
This year on old Christmas Day.
This will be nothing new.
I'll be alone too.
The phone is just inches away.

I was bobbing up and down
on a crest of a wave.
I said hello to a passing clown
called Dave who lives in a cave.

Dave loves attending raves
with his friend Bob.
Bob was transmitting microwaves
while Dave was talking to Rob.

I said hello to Bob and Rob
who were having a laugh with a giraffe.
They were all eating corn on the cob
while drinking wine served from a carafe.

We yawn at the break of dawn
as our troubles will be out of sight.
Watch the reindeer stag and fawn
pay that fills us with delight.

An old reindeer walked on the beach.
A yeti was eating a peach.
A pink UFO
Was hovering low,
Nirvana was almost in reach.

It's beginning to look at look like Christmas
everywhere you go with the falling snow.
Driving down the road on the mountain pass
as the northerly and the easterly winds blow.

There seems to be no snow right now.
Tomorrow is colder (and how!)
The polar vortex
Will bewilder and vex,
And we'll someday be needing a plow.

Snow is abundance of crystals
none of them looking like anyone else
we admire them while we are infants
and curse them when
they land on our pavements
and we have to shovel like mentals

Snowy winters has become a very rare event
as we only get mild, wild and wet weather.
The rain and the winds never, ever relent
and it is seems to be lasting forever.

It is not like a winter but more like the Fall
where parts of the country get floods.
It makes everyone want to bawl
when they sitting down peeling spuds.

We're are islands next to the continent
as well as being influenced by the westerlies.
All we do is lament the rain that never relents
and no sight of any snow as all we get is a tease.*

The computer long range weather models are always so promising
but when it comes nearer the time, they never deliver.
It is what they do every year as it's their thing
and our hopes and dreams of a cold winter will never come hither.

*hints of cold weather in forecasts that never materialises

Perhaps we could make some shifts?
I'd love your mild climes.
We're set to get deep snowdrifts,
Which would give me bad times.

Would you really enjoy the cold?
I know I don't really.
Mild temps would seem like gold,
And fit me ideally.

The polar vortex of Doom
is when the winds become super strong.
It spreads rain storms filled that're with doom
where everything goes wrong.

The winds of the polar vortex are very cold
creating an ultra strong Atlantic jet stream.
It puts our winter weather on hold
which makes us want to scream.

The waters of the Bering sea are extremely warm
which causes the jet-stream to move further North.
It will be much stronger than norm and cause a lot of harm
and the winds of Ireland and the British Isles go back and forth.

This is worsened by further warming of the North Pacific ocean,
along with a moderate to strong La Niña ENSO.
It causes us weather mayhem and commotion
bringing us the pest from the West* that creates much woe.

Many places in Ireland and the British Isles will flood
or have a great deal of storm devastation.
The rain would make the soil become like water logged mud.
If we can't have snow, frost will do as it will bring much elation.


*Pest from the West - is the nickname for the Atlantic jet-stream when it is ramped up

The polar vortex of Doom
is when the winds become super strong.
It spreads rain storms filled with doom
where everything goes wrong.

The winds of the polar vortex are very cold
creating an ultra strong Atlantic jet stream.
It puts our winter weather on hold
which makes us want to scream.

The waters of the Bering sea are extremely warm
which causes the jet-stream to move further North.
It will be much stronger than norm and cause a lot of harm
and the winds of Ireland and the British Isles go back and forth.

This is worsened by further warming of the North Pacific ocean,
along with a moderate to strong La Niña ENSO.
It causes us weather mayhem and commotion
bringing us the pest from the West* that creates much woe.

Many places in Ireland and the British Isles will flood
or have a great deal of storm devastation.
The rain would make the soil become water logged mud.
So, if we can't have snow, frost will do, as it will bring much elation.


*Pest from the West - is the nickname for the Atlantic jet-stream when it is ramped up

The Polar Vortex of doom
Brought frost to the folks in Khartoum.
Some hollyhocks died,
And one sherp guide
decided to move to the Moon.

I was bobbing up and down
on a crest of wave.
Where, I was shopping in town
where I said hello to Dave.

Dave was having a rave
with his friend Jose.
The rave was in a mountain cave
which provided a buffet.

But Jose said no way
that he won't be doing any cooking.
So, it will be provided Henri's cafe
but everyone will have to make a booking.

Only three people can come
to the rave inside the mountain.
There will be plenty of rum
where they will be a healing fountain.

I'm drinking some run in a cave.
I've promised that I will behave.
I won't dance a jig
or eat like a pig,
Or Or write naughty words in the nave.