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

err!


blood is blood and it must be understood
that running out of it
is not very good
not that it should
make sure there's plenty in the bank
and no Robin Hood




subject: ferret/s

Ferrets are black
Or brown
Or black and white
Or white or grey
Or brown and white
Or lots more

Their teeth are sharp
As is their poetry
They nip down tunnels of earth to write it
Especially when there are loud, ignorant, violent dogs around.

This is their Big Secret
Except the stroke in ferret/s
Is a real stroke of genius
And that Albert Einstein
When in secret
Was a brown ferret
Who loved to bounce for hours
On his bed down in his tunnel
With a big wide smile on his narrow face
Forgetting time and space completely.


rooftops

Rooftops
Their purpose is plain
They are for rain
And cats
And to hide bats
They stop the birds eating our food
For that they are good
They give walls a purpose
Otherwise they are surplus!

KL

Fish-fingers.

Fish don't have fingers.
That's another lie capitalism
Has found to exploit
The working class.



circles

I walk a line without an end
The starting point lost eons ago
Where does the road lead?
Shall I falter along the way?
What will I find at terminal end?
A wasted journey or fulfilment
Do I reverse course back to the start
But where did that begin
Are others walking this line as I?
Do I catch them or them to me?
Would we pass in opposite directions?
What questions would we ask?
Even time can not give the answer
Each line of this verse leaves it open
On how to finish


mine.

subject:a Straight line

A straight line is seldom used
In conversation, the concept is much abused.
Convolution is often the best solution
to confound an argument. We seldom know
What is meant by another's words-
What they are meant to show.
Cross purposes are where we are usually at.
An innocent remark can cause a spat, that
Can even start a war.
If only we had straight minds,
That followed straight lines.

KL






(not very good but at least it fills a gap)



Next..Railways.

I beg to differ! tain't bad mate

Me too! I thought it was rather good, dontcha know (waves cigarette holder in the air in the car park round the back - Lew, smoking in enclosed spaces has now been outlawed in this country. Anyway, the poem was a very good'un,

Railways are attempted straight lines
Forced to bend by natural things
Like mountains and rivers and seas
Thus the loftiest of our heady plans
Should give way to Nature
But don't. Our biggest war isn't the 'war against terror'
Which itself is fear and blood, pain and pointless death
But the War against Nature -
The war against ourselves and our own children
and all the creatures
that share our planet. Which war
is the more
stupid?
Which the more destructive?


Television

Ahh! Television. The optical drug that holds our minds in thrall,
That leads us on with siren's call, and chips away at our brain.
Though much abused it is still much used
To transport us to other worlds, to other lives,
And helps to ease the pain of our
Aloneness- our solitary being.
For even in a crowd of friends we dwell
In a cylinder of flesh and feeling.
So for a while we lose ourselves in
Miraculous electronic worlds and sell
Our souls to the advertisers purse.

We could do worse!



Little green frogs.

It was so cold that winter
That ice covered the windows and the little green frogs turned blue,
Thus advertising to any sufficiently-evolved predator
Croak, croak, here I am! Here! Dinner for two?

The Elders had tried to tell him but he took no heed
That on such an occasion he'd be the main dish
That he wouldn't have enough speed
To escape many of the animals and some of the fish



wonky

wonky! no I'm not
stagger - fall over, get up
wonky! never, the roads on a slant
stagger - fall over, get up
wonky! give over
I was pushed from behind
stagger - fall over, get up
wonky! my heads clear
is four identical twins possible
stagger - fall over, get up
wonky! it's the walls fault for moving
think I'll have 40 winks here
stagger - fall over


wrote as thinking it up(didn't hurt)


subject: herbs

each

Sorry! I meant the Prof and Lew - not me !!!!!

re:in my last post/verse - now That's what I call timing



Last Updated: Thursday, August 16, 2007 | 6:34 PM MT
CBC News

A Calgary woman delivered a rare set of identical quadruplets in a Montana hospital because southern Alberta's only neonatal intensive care unit was full.

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re. Alberta, a cow would probably have less problem finding a suitable place. Although a cow having quadruplets makes the mind boggle just a little!

err! Herbs!(still thinking)

Herbs in the suburbs
Are regarded most highly
By up-with-it cooks.
Herbs make them quite smiley.
They sprinkle them freely
On all kinds of nosh
And dance round the stove
Being all touchy feely.
Herbs are good stuff.
I can't get enough!



Hope you don't mind my intrusion Prof.

Loved your wonky one Jab.


Next..Sailing.

no prob' Lewall I could think of, was the kids program

The wonky one was the Prof's. And an excellent piece it is, (4710}






Jab

To suggest the Prfo has a wonky one
Is to go about doing exactly what is Just Not Done
(Who first compared: a girlfriend or a nurse
Or your mum and dad - O Brother what a curse!
It could make you misanthropic the whole of your life
But luckily you're our Prof, you make us laugh, as you share your Delight.




life