Lit. To Warm You
Lit. To Warm You
Glehnmarc Hibburt
Lit. To Warm You: Revisited Nursery Rhymes V: Revisiting St. Swithin's Day, I Go to the Wood & Others.
6 minutes Posted Mar 19, 2023 at 2:30 am.
/ Recorded 19/03/2023  Kiora! I continue to bring old Nursery Rhymes into a new era. Today I give you a taste of what a 'Queen Birthday Weekend' is like for New Zealanders And I tell ya, it's not quite the reign we prefer. I give you a heads up for visitors to NZ, and what to mostly expect on a Kiwi Street.  I go back in time to 2008 to find a rhyme I wrote back in the day.  A Rhyme, slightly more controversial is next, and lastly, something brighter to finish off on. Copyright © Glehnmarc-Hibburt, Mar 2023. All rights reserved.   NOTE: This is a Two-Sided Podcast.  HEADS of the Household - for Guardians, Caregivers, Moms, and/or Dads. TALES for Children. SPINE Both Heads and Tales   For those requesting them. Below are the written words for last time's Revisited Nursery Rhymes" GREAT C, LITTLE C Great C, Little c, Dismayed D! Friends A and B Trapped in goop Great A, Little a, Bubbling B Boiling in a brew Alphabet Soup! GRACIE, DAISY AND MOLLY   Listeners did you know, How a long time ago, Three poor children, Gracie, Daisy, Molly Were stolen away on a hot summer’s day. And put in a school ‘cause of government policy   On the hint of rain. Molly’s plan was plain. The rain came down. And their tracks were slain. They walked through rivers and hopped on rocks. But alluding the tracker, was not a cakewalk   The three stayed close At least for most Of the long desert cross Gracie was lost  But the two stayed strong And carried on to Jigalong   Never forgot that across the Nation Aboriginal kids were taken away Do remember the Stolen Generations  And never go back to those painful days   OLD KING TRUMP  Old King Trump Was merry old grump And a very bold tweeter was he   He called for a wall And he called for a cause And he called for his backers all   “Be There, 6th … Will be wild”   Every backer had a reason For a little bit of treason  Clickety-clickety went Trump's fingers   A Pressy so rare On the twittersphere Would stoke and joke and linger   Trumpety Thumpety went the fists   Indeed, was wild 20 21, Jan the 6th
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Episode Code No, 017RNR/V / Coin Toss: HEADS / Duration 6:15/ Recorded 19/03/2023  Kiora! I continue to bring old Nursery Rhymes into a new era. Today I give you a taste of what a 'Queen Birthday Weekend' is like for New Zealanders - And I tell ya, it's not quite the reign we prefer. I give you a heads up for visitors to NZ, and what to mostly expect on a Kiwi Street.  I go back in time to 2008 to find a rhyme I wrote back in the day.  A Rhyme, slightly more controversial is next, and lastly, something brighter to finish off on. Copyright © Glehnmarc-Hibburt, Mar 2023. All rights reserved.   NOTE: This is a Two-Sided Podcast.  HEADS of the Household - for Guardians, Caregivers, Moms, and/or Dads. TALES for Children. SPINE Both Heads and Tales   For those requesting them. Below are the written words for last time's Revisited Nursery Rhymes" GREAT C, LITTLE C Great C, Little c, Dismayed D! Friends A and B Trapped in goop Great A, Little a, Bubbling B Boiling in a brew Alphabet Soup! GRACIE, DAISY AND MOLLY   Listeners did you know, How a long time ago, Three poor children, Gracie, Daisy, Molly Were stolen away on a hot summer’s day. And put in a school ‘cause of government policy   On the hint of rain. Molly’s plan was plain. The rain came down. And their tracks were slain. They walked through rivers and hopped on rocks. But alluding the tracker, was not a cakewalk   The three stayed close At least for most Of the long desert cross Gracie was lost  But the two stayed strong And carried on to Jigalong   Never forgot that across the Nation Aboriginal kids were taken away Do remember the Stolen Generations  And never go back to those painful days   OLD KING TRUMP  Old King Trump Was merry old grump And a very bold tweeter was he   He called for a wall And he called for a cause And he called for his backers all   “Be There, 6th … Will be wild”   Every backer had a reason For a little bit of treason  Clickety-clickety went Trump's fingers   A Pressy so rare On the twittersphere Would stoke and joke and linger   Trumpety Thumpety went the fists   Indeed, was wild 20 21, Jan the 6th