All citizens are happy and healthy
Wealthy and wise
A land where Jesus is Supreme Chancellor
Honorary Crowned Head of State
His Holy Spirit, the fire
Fueling our desire for freedom
For all peoples, for all Mankind
Our Wonderful Counsellor
Who sits on top of our make-believe throne
Undefeatable and all powerfully
Advising the President of Aerth,
Who's just a man, or woman
Elected to protect our interests
Abroad and at home
Throughout the Universe
Games not straight
Toffs on horses still killing foxes.
Boris parties while we put nans in boxes. Chancellor won’t pay his rate.
I tell you now, the games not straight .
Palace pays millions to get rid.
Mum shops at food bank to feed her kid.
This aint the thirties,check the date.
I tell you now the games not straight.
Multi Nationals won’t pay their fees.
Old age pensioners sit and freeze.
Patients on trolleys told to wait.
I tell you now the games not straight
Willy Brandt was the German Chancellor
Who mended fences after the Second World War
A journalist during the war who fled
To Norway and Sweden campaigning against the Nazis instead
There were many things he did to make amends
For the blood the heartache and dead in the end
On 7 December 1971 he visited the Warsaw Ghetto
Where Polish Jews were pushed together with no where else to go
A hell on earth where death was a normal show
A place where the Nazis killed and destroyed in their flow
The world looked on as he went to his knees
Praying forgiveness for these horrible deeds
Later in 1971 he was given the Nobel Peace Prize
As the world looked to cut these deeds to size
It is said the Brandt knelt for all Germans
To pray for these souls lost at their command
As the years make these memories fade
We should remember such men and hail them in our bade
And when evil is set to dwell on this earth
Hope that we have such leaders to deny them any girth.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Fulke Greville became Lord Brooke
whose poetry the ground shook
For 8 years Chancellor of Exchequer
an interesting life ended by murder
Don't Be a Nazi
Flee the yoke of woke
and unlearn the hate inside,
and be a human
reaching out with love to share.
Tell the universe, “I care!”
***
Note:
As an infant, Adolf Hitler (1889–1945) was baptized in the Roman Catholic Church and avowed his sacrament of Confirmation in accordance with the Catechism of the Catholic Church at the age of fifteen in 1904. Though history books and the Catholic Church intentionally or unintentionally blur and misrepresent the truth with biased, opinionated arguments, Adolf Hitler never officially renounced his Catholic faith, nor was he excommunicated from the Roman Catholic Church.
Adolf Hitler served as the leader (führer) of the “National Socialist German Workers’ Party (Nazi Party)” from 1921 to 1945 and Chancellor (1933) and Führer (1934) of Germany until his suicidal death in 1945.
Adolf Hitler, “Tell a lie loud enough and long enough and people will believe it.”
O the chancellor of the exchequer
Seems to think that we’re all Boris Becker
And under the bed of which little is said
A big bag of cash and there’s more in the shed
Does he live on a different planet
Is his brain made of marble or granite
He’s not said it yet, but it’s a sure bet
He’ll follow the lead of Marie Antoinette
If the price of our milk is insane
He’ll say we should all drink champagne
He’ll then stipulate, for sanity’s sake,
If bread’s too expensive, why don’t we eat cake
I phoned him and told him we’ll be skint forever
And then he said this, which he thought was quite clever
We could help ourselves out by quite an amount
And take some cash from our Mumbai bank account
So very true, both color and
fashion,
Mix like a cocktail in
an intoxicating distraction.
Have you even compared the
beauty of a peacock to a wren?
I've seen young, gorgeous women,
dressed like old hens.
Terrified to wear anything that's
colorful and sparkles.
Instead, they dress with the finesse
of Chancellor Merkel!
Even Queen Elizabeth is aged yet quite
charming.
But today's young women in sweat clothes..
quite alarming.
You can tell, I am far from a
unisex gal.
God created us to be colorful~
not a twin of our favorite pet gerbil!
September 5, 2020
2:15pm PST
To your health, Vice Chancellor Lightfoot,
who from Usher's words decreed
the creation of the earth beneath
in 4004 B.C.
May we learn from your conforms,
molding nature to current dogma,
and learn to view accepted norms,
at least, cum grano "salta."
Chancellor Adolf Hitler
Quite dumb with girls when he was littler--
But in Nazi's prime, came sultry Eva
Messed-up like Fuhrer, she became his diva!
Educate Me with Humor--Leader Clerihew
Contest of Andrea Dietrich 1/25/2019
......................
Eva Braun was Hitler's lovely mistress for years.
Though both had eccentric, bizarre characteristics,
Eva's loyalty to Adolf till their last days made him
decide to marry her in a civil wedding.
It was an email from Dr Mugundi Babu
My friend it said, I have good news for you
I am the Chancellor of Barantiastu
With millions of $$$$$$$$$$$$ to share with you
This country behind me, this country I leave
But I have one last trick, here up my sleeve
Your bank account details is all that I beg
So with you I can share, this fine golden egg
I didn’t believe all this s—t
So I deleted it
FANTASY WORLD
Awakened by the sound of bell,
Feeling debilitated of the night's Odyssey,
My surroundings appears to be Crimson,
I looked out of the window,
And the sun adored my little chamber, .....
Walking along the hallway,
Thinking of the day's duty,
Descending the building with my tools,
A Lad already set beside two horses,
We mounted on it and vanished swiftly,...
In the field,
After much wheat and barley packed,
I sat down to regain strength,
The lad feeding the horses,
The breeze doing it's work,
Till I found myself in another world,
"Morning my Lord "sounded the court chancellor,
I descended from my royal bed chamber,
And gently I was attended to,
Clothed in royal attire,
I walked towards the dance party hall,
Other kingdoms graced the party,
Sounds of drums,
Tunes of musical instruments filled the air,
Waists swaying to the tune of music,
A pretty princess extended her hand for a dance,
On holding her hand to the dance floor,
The Lad tapped me (time to go),
And I came back to reality,
We rode our horses back home,
And I smiled all the way home..
IF ever I had a country : XXV - XXVI
XXV
IF ever I had a country
And if ever I were the Secretary of State for National Unity
I'd appoint myself the Director of the National Football Industry
Order every child over-weight skinny lame dumb deaf spastic or rickety
To go to the school grounds every morning bouncing or kicking balls free
With one solitary thought in mind : ultimate World Cup victory
That is, if ever I were the State Sec for National Unity
And even if I never ever had no country
XXVI
IF ever I had a country
And if ever I were the Minister for National Unity
I'd appoint every World Cup national footballer Vice-Chancellor of University
Have him create as many Chairs as he wishes for the Football Ph.D.
Teach every student the art of foul-tackling anybody not from his country
Till I'd make it second nature not to play ball but to kick the enemy
That is, if ever I were the Minister for National Unity
And even if I never ever had no country
© T. Wignesan - Paris, July 11, 2018
Brexit Sonnet No.17
‘Digestives Now Shrinketh’
The Deadly Sins have raised their hornéd heads,
Each with elbows sharpened, pushing hard.
Lust demands divorce and new found beds,
Whilst Greed, he craves the tax avoidance card.
A feckless Pride buffs up her empire days;
For Sloth, just look at Impact papers lacking.
Gluttons seeketh more power from Tudor maze,
Yet we to date see not foul Brexit packing.
Europe the enemy, our Angered Chancellor said;
And Brexit Envy must be all around,
So say those whom Brexit’s newly wed.
This senseless sinning, Brexit’s killing ground.
Reminding us Brexit cometh not from heaven,
Digestives now shrinketh by sinful number seven.
©Keith Murphy
Plum trees by the corner,
Sole bloom of winter;
With faint fragrance
Adorning the frost.
Poem by Wang An Shi (1021-1086 )
-Chancellor of Song dynasty 1070-74/1075-76
Translation: Brian Chung
purelandsutras.wordpress.com/blog
Who is whispering? We are in conversation,
We are feeling lucky attending convocation.
Happiness is going up and is coming down,
With glitter of joy we have embraced crown.
We fathom this black gown down toward top,
Furs of this cap fly and beauty does not stop.
Standing pensive I think of, of my past work,
Research benefits us, wisdom breaks murk.
How difficult it was really research operation,
We were waiting, finally arrived convocation.
Getting Doctor of Philosophy after duration,
Subject is very nice Business Administration.
Berhampur University has conferred degree,
In ceremony governor of Odisha does agree.
He is Chancellor of University top of power,
God is our Super father, he does empower.
© Pintu Mahakul, 10 March 2017, All rights reserved.
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