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

The most incredible thing about humans
We are all made from sex
It doesn't matter who are fathers are
Our minds are still complex
Our patience and understanding
May influence our view
Yet our capacity for tollerance
Is as individual as me or you.

Hello my little flower
If only I had the power
I'd charm you off your wall seat
Sweep you gently off your feet
Holding you ohh so near
That I might even hear
A heartbeat as loud as mine
Would be a thrill me so fine
That at this crowded ball
I'd be walking ten foot tall
With the best gal in the room
Ohh so wonderfully in bloom
Yet for this dreamers chance
I wish, that I could dance.

In cloudless dreams I am a child
That runs and laughs and feels no fears.
My spirit haunts the Spring of youth
'Though I am old with years.

I watch the Buzzard as it soars
So freely over wintered earth,
And wonder, as he gazes down,
If he rejoices with glad mirth -

Because his freedom is divine;
His eyes far-reaching hill and field.
I'd sit so safe upon those wings
And feel my storm-tossed heart give yield -

To joy unbounding. Love untold.
But I am worn with memories old.

Still I seek that warming wind
That rides the summer breeze
It stirs my bones stretching steps
As I whirl and twirl with ease

Chasing butterfly's that seem to float
Dodging my cupping hands
With an ever changing direction
Knowing nothing of their demands

Now I lay upon my back
With blue skys above
Chewing grass wasting time
Lost in this green world of love

Dying is easy
A door we can open anytime
Living all there is
Every heartbeat sublime

Frosty coatings and cold fingers
Breath we all can see
People blowing in their hands
This chill'll be the death of me

Bodies busy scraping screens
That all mist up again
Others revving their engines
letting heat turn ice to rain

Old folks struggling to walk
All slippery under foot
Still have the time to rattle
Tiny steps ne'er a strut

All risking life and limb
Busying themselves away
Me?well I'm stopping in
As I can wait all day.

Life is a combination lock
With only one key
Humanity will not servive.

Life is a combination lock
With only one key
Humanity will not survive

I've had to succumb to some extra heat
In the arctic conditions here.
The kitchen floor was so cold to my feet
But now the hot air is a fabulous treat
From my heater (expensive I fear).

It's like a warm breeze that wafts sultrily .
Even Kitty seemed happy and pleased.
He sat on the worktop, looking at me
Then jumped from his perch to lie on my knee.
My response was to cough and sneeze.

Come on in and make yourself comfy
Draw up a chair by the fire
Let me get you a warming drink
I'll draw the fire higher

I am so pleased to see you
It has been so long
I think it was last Christmas
When we heard that song

In the bleak midwinter
Stirs the soul to sing
Even though my rendition
Would make a saint's ears ring

Would you fancy a home made effort
We've got mince pies so sweet
Made to an old family recipe
With a toddy'll go down a treat

Thanks for those lovely prezzies
I'll put them under our tree
Here's a little something
From my other half and me

We wish you all merry Christmas
And much joy for the new year
Our hopes and prayers go with you
Like our wishes ever dear.

On my visage everything is fine
Outside exterior no visible sign
Inside my heart has no defect
To all examiners Iam perfect
My beats with a musical thump
In my throat is unswallowable lump
I have the most contagious thing
That makes fools leap and sages sing
That trembles hands and bellies cry
We're pregnant! with butterfly
For man can turn to turtle dove
After the contagion of love.

Content to watch the fire's glare

And imagine the pictures painted there-

What could be happier than to share

An evening with you.



A candle lights the stairway gloom,

And moonlight bathes each tiny room,

But by the fire I share the bloom

Of happiness with you.


The years have passed since first we met

But those sweet times I'll n'er forget.

We're far apart in miles~~~and yet

I'll stay so close to you.

I like that Polly

There's not a moment in any day
When you do not light my way
So I'll never fail to say
I love you

Every dream wish and desire
It's you that lights my fire
Moving me and always inspire
In thoughts of you

When I am lonely at my wits end
When I need a hand to lend
I'll turn to you my Friend
I still need you

When the angel is knocking my door
When I can breathe no more
I will always know for sure
It was always you.

I've been tucked up for three days in bed

With a very sore tummy and head.

Pixie stayed by my side, as did Ted.

But if I'd had a choice for a really big hug

I'd have wanted you with me instead.



I'll try to eat something tonight.

I fancy a small tasty bite

Of something delicious and light.

But if I had a choice for a really nice dish

I'd have you - under mistletoe bright.



I don't think that my voice will suffice

For the choir. It would have been nice.

My frail singing sounds like squeaky mice.

But if I had my choice to sing carols so sweet

I would sing them for you - twice or thrice.

If you have no Christmas cheer
And you're all alone
Don't hesitate to call me
I'm at the end of the phone

If you're feeling a little down
I want you too know
That I'll try to make you smile
With my one man show

I can always play the fool
If I can steal a smile
And if not well why then
You can rest in my arms a while.

I saw an old man today
Who has lost his younger wife
He now visits her twice a day
And talks about life

He'd been saving for a headstone
Now the white marble is in place
It can be seen now from the road
It has a certain grace

He still talks like she's here
When suddenly he'll smile
Well I do remember her too
With affection for a while

With devotion he set his posie out
Carefully displaying the sweet flowers
Then head bowed he speaks there
Quite often for hours

So upon her stone in gold
Are these few chosen lines
He traces with his fingers
The words as the sun shines

I am not bitter at your passing
But my sorrow is not sweet
Just like you my dearest love
I must wait till next we meet.

I do not hate religious people
Only those who think god is on their side
While they manipulate hate and violence
too commit atrocities in the Lords name worldwide

Short and to the point, Rikii, I like that.

How much do you think they will fine us for being in contempt of court?

Best wishes for the new year.