"Oh King Charles Philip Arthur George,
how do I see thee?
Let me count the ways...
Tho' beauty is only skin deep,
and in the eye of the beholder,
or so we have been told,
yours is more, it goes to the bone,
a sore sight for eyes to behold,
now you have acceded to the throne.
As, like diarrhoea, it seems,
it runs in the genes,
and, if POTUS is President of the USA,
would you be he, KOTUK,
King Of The UK?"
'Surely you jest,' quoth he in dour reply.
Tho', not joking nor feeling surly,
"Some things you simply can't deny,
ours not to reason why," said I,
"and please don't call me Shirley!"
Hide this bottle from me,
That I could drink
This Chateauneuf du Pape
More tempting than the smile of a maid,
this Saint Emilion sneaky
Who has no saint but the name,
Hide this bottle from me,
This haut c$ote de Beaune,
Straight from the Middle Ages,
This rosé of Provence so sincere
Who would make pretty Bretons blush,
In a creperie of Brest.
Hide this bottle from me,
This Sauternes so sweet, so sweet
That makes high school girls naughty,
Hide me this bottle,
That I might well drink,
This wild little sauvignon,
Love is enough to make me drunk.
Cachez-moi cette bouteille,
Que je pourrais bien boire
Ce Chateauneuf du Pape
Plus tentant que les fesses d’une pucelle,
ce Saint Emilion sournois
Qui n’a de saint que le nom,
Cachez-moi cette bouteille,
Ce haut côte de Beaune,
Venu tout droit du Moyen Age,
Ce rosé de Provence si sincère
Qui ferait rougir de jolies bretonnes,
Dans une crêperie brestoise.
Cachez-moi cette bouteille,
Ce Sauternes si sucré, si doux
Qui rend les lycéennes coquines,
Cachez moi cette bouteille,
Que je pourrais bien boire,
Ce sauvignon peu sauvage,
L’amour suffit à m’enivrer.
I wonder now,
If the life of an elephant is worth less than the life of a man,
Men are so vulgar, wicked and vicious,
Men are so inhuman, poor country,
Why shouldn’t an elephant be allowed to breathe?
Allowed to live upright, to love the savannah?
What happened to our past adventures?
What happened to our deepest desires?
The elephant is noble and valiant, courageous,
The sun shines for him as much as for us,
The elephant also knows that he is alive on this earth,
Let him enjoy the view, the life, the day, his children,
His soul is probably more beautiful than ours.
Je me demande désormais,
Si la vie d’un éléphant, vaut moins que la vie d’un homme,
Les hommes sont si vulgaires, méchants et vicieux,
Les hommes sont si inhumains, pauvre pays,
Pourquoi un éléphant n’aurait-il pas le droit de respirer ?
De vivre debout, d’aimer la savane ?
Que sont devenues nos aventures passées ?
Que sont devenus nos désirs profonds ?
L’éléphant est noble et valeureux, courageux,
Le soleil brille pour lui autant que pour nous,
L’éléphant sait aussi qu’il est vivant sur cette terre,
Laissons le profiter de la vue, de la vie, du jour, de ses e
"The Tudor Rose, The Lion and The Sceptre of Light"
God bless
The Queen
Shield of Tudor Rose
and Lion rampant
the 3 of Lionheart,
guardant passant
Unicorn and azure harp
rose and thistle stand
with shamrock, connected
wars and battles
conflicted, a home
not seamless,
stands firm, apart
sanctuary is never easy
when grief is the price
we pay for love
duty bound
for Love,
of Her dominion
and Her people
Lion and Lamb
above all others,
at all cost, to self
constant Her
selfless shield of duty,
brave royal heart
arms never folding
outstretched
open wide apart
dieu et mon droit
"God and my right"
before Life, it starts
God bless
The Queen,
a life long lived
walking towards
Her sovereign,
now in sight
calls to Her
as if She
were a child,
halo crown
sceptre of Light
The Lion passant
her mighty Sovereign,
King and Lord,
now in her sight
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
Queen Elizabeth II
(b. 21.4.26 - d. 8.9.22, 96Yrs)
aka Droit du seigneur
Two milkmaids confessed to a nun
The work of priests is never done
Though Dick is quick
Peter is thick
And both are an whole lot of fun!
SENTIR PEU?
SENTIR PEU!
SAY SENTIR PEU, TUPI FAIT?
NO, NO, SI SAY YE SETIR PEU: TUPI FAIT!
SO, SAY YE QUEIT?
NO SAY YE LOUD!
WHY SAY LOUD?
LAISSE MOI TAIMER
PARCE QU'IL N'A
PAS ATTEINT LE TOP DIX
QUELQUE DROI
CES CORNES ET CORDES!
SI FRUSTRE
ESSAYEZ ENCORE
COMBATTRE LE SENTIMENT
CELA POUR DE URAIES
FARNES DE CHANSON DE TRUCS.
SONS DE BASSE
CHANSON D'AMOUR
CONTRACTS FAIRE DE l'ARENT!
JE sAIS QUE
c'EST dROIT!
THEY SPOKE OF THE SONG
"NINETY THOUSAND OF IT!"
I think there should be a “droit des gens” concerning
stealing children from desperate poor people seeking asylum
locking them in cages, raping them, and losing them.
What is next? a reimplementation of “droit du seigneur?”
less farfetched now than ever before.
Droit des gens: French for International Law
Droit du seigneur: French for the right of the acting czar to bed
virgins of his country the night before their weddings.
Le soleil est notre ami
Car il nous donne de l’énergie
Laisse sa chaleur
Ouvrir ton cœur (x2)
I’m satisfied
When you smile
I’m happy
When you talk to me
Quand tu me regardes
On dirait que tu m’bombarde
Pleins de cœur rempli d’amour
Et c’est comme ça tous les jours (x2)
I beg you to love
Cause you are pretty
When your love will be mine
Your heart will shine (x2)
Mon corps est-il à ta taille
Ou manque-il un détail
Devant toi tout me stress
Et qu’il faut faire des prouesses
Pour que tu m’aimes (x2)
Please, Please Please
Don’t don’t
Cause I believe
In you and me
Parce que je crois
En toi et moi
Est-ce qu’il a une loi
A t’obliger de m’aimer
Est-ce que j’ai le droit
De contrôler tes choix
Pour que tu m’choisisses moi
Choisisses-moi
On n’a jamais assez
Remercier
Dieu de nous avoir créé
Et de nous donner le droit d’aimer
Sans lui
On ne serait pas ici
On serait une poussière dans l’air
Ou une étoile dans l’univers
Merci Dieu
Tu es mon ami pour la vie
Car sans toi
Je n’aurais jamais rencontré ce gars
Je te remercie pour ca
Limerick: Once step-Father gave daughter away
Once step-Father gave daughter away
But first exercised his rights of sway
Droit de cuissage decree*
Gave to Wife repartee:
Doubled their joy now in every way!
* In European feudal societies during the Middle Ages and thereafter
in succeeding centuries, it is thought that
the Lord of the Manor or Seigneur of the Serfdom arrogated for himself
the Droit de cuissage, i.e. the right to sleep with the bride of a serf on
the wedding night.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Limerick : Once ***** Duke insisted on Serf Thigh rights
Once ***** Duke insisted on Serf Thigh rights*
So bridegrooms replaced brides on first nights:
Droit de cuissage* then free
Duchess claimed repartee –
Since newly-weds rush to castle in tights!
• In European feudal societies during the Middle Ages and thereafter
in succeeding centuries, it is thought that
the Lord of the Manor or Seigneur of the Serfdom arrogated for himself
the Droit de cuissage, i.e. the right to sleep with the bride of a serf on
the wedding night.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
The noblest man of england,
once claimed a peasant girl.
With cheeks redder than roses,
and skin whiter than pearl.
Bless the newly wed husband,
who forfeits his second right.
Knowing the order of things,
he quickly turned out the light.
A fine estate awaited them,
nobility would no longer wait.
He ripped off all her clothes,
"oh how she tasted great."
But night unlit the candles,
and darkness filled the room.
As he sparked another match,
his eyes were filled with gloom.
For what he saw of her,
burned his very own eyes.
She stood nearly nine feet,
and more than doubled in size.
Her hips felt moistly furry,
and eyes that radiated death.
She pinned him to a wall,
he tried to hold his breath.
The beast started to tear,
fresh limbs from every side.
Warm blood poured all over,
onto the ferocious bride.
Tugging on all his innards,
mashing of the organ meat.
She enjoyed every other part,
as her lively midnight treat.
The moon was emptying out,
the light lost in the sea.
A bride hung with intestines,
tightly knotted round a tree.
Human
rights overwhelm
responsibilities-
once sacrosanct,duty now lies
sleeping.