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Showing posts with label danger. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 23, 2023

Long Ago, by Angela Lansbury comic country song 208

 I heard of a gang

I read of them, too

They were nothing like me

They were nothing like you


They were nothing like you

They were nothing like you

They were nothing like you

They were nothing like you


They were not like my father

They were not like my mother

They were not like my sister

They were not like my brother


They were not like my brother

They were not like my brother

They were not like my brother

They were not like my brother


I went out and saw them

And I was dismayed

The tall one walked to me

And I was afraid


And I was afraid

And I was afraid

And I was afraid

And I was afraid


He told me, 'Stop walking!

I fancy a chat.

The leader said, 'Sister -

What are you staring at!'


I said, ' 'cos you're different!

I whipered, 'Dear stranger,

Tell me, am I safe here

Or am I in danger!'


You look like my father\

You look like my mother

You look like my sister

You look like my brother


Yet, you are special

You've a big reputation

You\re making changes

You've changing our nation


He smiled, 'Yes. Thank you.

I'm sure you are right.

Now you go safe home

And have a great night


'Wait! You can't walk alone

I'll see you safe home

No, don't walk alone

I'll see you safe home


We're passing my house\

Why don't you step in it

To see where I'm from

Just for one minute.'


Now we kept on talking

So I got home late

Don't tell my secret

Only you know my fate


Now I am married

And I have a child

I hope he\ll grow up good

And not grow up wild


People look at my son

Then they look away

I hear them whisper

I don't care what they say


He looks nothing like me

He looks nothing like you\

But he talks just like us

We all know that's true


What do strangers say?

What do strangers know?

When they ask, I reply

'It was so long ago!'


Yes, once in a while

I've heard what they said

Remember that wild one?

D\you think he is dead


Sometimes, bold ones persist,

\What do you know?

I smile, and shrug, 'Nothing

It was so long ago


He was not like my father

He was not like my mother

He was not like my sister

He was not like my brother


I really don't know

It was so long ago

I simply don't know

It was so long ago


But I could not forget

I searched the internet

He was wrinkled and old

Our young love had gone cold


When they ask me I say

I simply don't know

It was so long ago

It was so long ago.

-ends-



I wrote this whilst listening to Country songs on a Singapore Airlines flight.

What others insicents incluenced the story line?

Firsly, lots of gangs in the news.

After my mother died I found my parent's wedding certificate which said that my mother was a widow. That was necessary, otherwise her second marriage would have looked like bigamy. I asked my father if he or my mother had ever remembered or spoken about her previous marriage. He shruged and said, 'No. It was so long ago.'

The last line of each verse should be repeated as a chorus by the audience. I started typing the choruses but it was making the poem/song too long and was too tiring to type so I stopped it.

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Saturday, February 22, 2020

Climbing the Volcano




Climbing a volcano
Is not my idea of fun
The map says it is dormant
"How d'you know when it is done?'

I ask my husband
Who's going off to climb
Up a volcano
His choice, not mine

He pulls up the map
Says these islands were made
When volcanoes erupted
He's not dismayed

My husband likes trekking
The risk is small, he doesn't mind
His group walks up volcanoes
They say that love is blind

I used to wonder why
People lived in a volcano's reach
Why after a tsumani
They lived beside the beach

Some people gloat at taking risks😃
Volcano watchers stay alert, grow excited
They rush cameras to danger
When it erupts, they're delighted

Others shrug at dangers
Say, 'When it's your time you go
What will be will be
Only God can know.'

Others are simply scientific
Say: 'Carbon makes fertile soil
The ash for planting is terrific
Abundant crops and less toil.'

They say, 'In the long run
We are all dead.'
Reaching a volcano's summit is
Just a dream, or nightmare, in your head.
-ends-
Copyright Angela Lansbury 2020 Feb

Friday, February 16, 2018

Better Bird Song



Somebody took a wonderful video of a bird singing and put it on facebook. They asked what the bird was singing. The RSPB has a disc of birds singing. They have three types of calls. The gentle, repetitive, yeaa, yah, it's okay, it's a lovely day to today and this is my territory song. The elaborate aria, come on darling, song, like a coloratura solo piece in an opera. and scree-eeching, sharp repeating warning - Help! Danger! Run! Fly! screeching song.

Obviously the bird is singing various similar things. It said, 

BETTER BIRD SONG
'Hello, what a sunny day, 
Come along and sing and play, 
Plenty of room on my firm branch, 
I'm here, my dear, not far away. 

'Are any pretty birds out there! 
I sing the best in our tree tops. 
Those other birds are, frankly, flops. 
Are any pretty birds out there!

' What was the next trill of that song?
I don't know - start another one: 
Up here, bad cats - we're out of reach
So many tricks we both can teach

'Come and join me, top of my tree, 
The view is new, changing and free
I love sunny, clear view weather!
Here let's build a nest together, 

Come on and join me, on my tree
Come along, be strong, sing with me

"Humans - what are you looking at, I'm not calling you humans, big wingless birds just birds like me, unless, of course, you've got sandwiches and birdseed, no, never mind, back to work - 
'Hello, any pretty birds out there ...' 
I didn't catch the last bit. Irene's probably right.Thank you for the inspiration.

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Author
Angela Lansbury
Copyright 2018 Feb 16

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Song Hot Memories by Angela Lansbury



Hot Memories 
by Angela Lansbury

When I am hot
I go for a swim
It cools me down
And makes me thin

I went for a swim
But the pool was closed
So I ran in the gym
And I thought about him

He had a name
I can't forget
So I searched for him
On the Internet

I wrote to him
But he never replied
I used to wonder
If he had died

Over the years
I met other men
But I still dreamed
That we'd meet again

We'd both recall
Old memories
But life moves on
That's how it is

I'm glad that we met
We both would say
It's for the best
We part today

Fond memories
But love turns cold
It's long ago
We're both too old

I must admit
You look the same
So there's no point
In finding blame

Life has been kind
I can't complain
Goodbye old love
Let's meet again

Here's the problem
Here's the danger
Rapport takes time
We're now strangers

Life has been kind
I can't complain
Yet I still dream
We'll meet again.

-ends-
Old - different
Feb 23rd 2014
Copyright Angela Lansbury