|
Asante
Mage


Registered: 02/06/02
Posts: 86,958
|
Barb Ryman - Nursery Rhymes
#20956141 - 12/10/14 06:02 AM (9 years, 2 months ago) |
|
|
I thought I'd share. Add your own protest songs or engage in discussion about the problems of these times.
BARB RYMAN - NURSERY RHYMES
Rock-a-bye baby in the treetop Wind blows, the cradle will rock Bough breaks, cradle will fall Down come baby, cradle and all There was an old woman lived in a shoe Too many children to know what to do Gave them broth without any bread Whipped them all and sent them to bed
Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum! I smell the blood of a common man Be he alive or be he dead I’ll grind his bones to make my bread Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a fall All the king’s horses and his men Couldn’t put Humpty together again
And so it is and so it goes We recite the pretty prose Sending children off to bed With images of distress and dread Falling babies, falling eggs Hungry children who are beaten Not enough to fill their heads How ‘bout giants who can eat them
You might say ban Mother Goose Better plan, let’s ban the News Presented by the “friendly” group Of corporate giants who like to feed you Plates of fear and hopeless hope A government they bought and sold They dress it up, they’ve got the gravy To fatten you and make you lazy
And so it is and so it goes We turn on the TV pros Sending ourselves off to bed With images of distress and dread Falling markets, rising debt Record profits to corporate heads Not enough to wake us up How ‘bout giants who will eat us
So here’s a toast to Mother Goose She was trying to tell the truth For many of those nursery rhymes Were tales of ruling power crimes That folks could tell and avoid jail By hiding them as fairytales So here is one more little rhyme About the monsters of our time
Fee! Fie! Foe! Fum! I smell the fat of a corporate one Fell off the top of a giant bean stock Now in pieces, still as a rock All the king’s horses, all the king’s men Couldn’t put fatso together again Same thing happened to the rest of his kind That’s the end of this Nursery Rhyme!
-------------------- Omnicyclion.org higher knowledge starts here
|
Webster10
Up like Trump



Registered: 12/03/13
Posts: 9,966
Loc: Strawberry Fields
Last seen: 6 years, 3 months
|
Re: Barb Ryman - Nursery Rhymes [Re: Asante] 1
#20956192 - 12/10/14 06:18 AM (9 years, 2 months ago) |
|
|
Fe-fi-fo-fum, I think I smell the scent of a placenta I enter Central Park, it's dark; it's Winter in December I see my target, put my car in park and approach a tender Young girl by the name of Brenda and I pretend to befriend her.
That's my favorite nursery rhyme.
--------------------
|
|