Poetry collection

[slim kittens]

page 285

Courtesy of "The Cars"

JUST WHAT WE NEEDED
or
mI cAsA eS sU cAsA...

wE dOn'T mInD yOu sNeAkin' iN
aNd sTeAliN' All oUr bOOks
'cAuSe yOu'LL nEvEr seE uS hErE
HIdInG iN tHe NooKs

iT's nOt tHe tUnIcs tHaT yOu wEaR
iT's nOt tHe sPaRkLes iN yOuR hAiR
wE dOn'T mInD yOu sNeAkin' iN
aNd sTeAliN' All oUr bOOks

wE dOn'T mInD yOu hAnGin' oUt
aNd mAkIn' tHiS yOuR hOmE
dOn'T yOu eVeR tRy tO LeAvE
wE wOuLdN't Let yOu rOaM, nOoo...

bLooD aNd mUsCLe, wE cAn tEll
yOu mAkE uS dIzzY wItH yOuR sMeLL!
wE dOn'T mInD yOu hAnGin' oUt
aNd mAkIn' tHiS yOuR hOmE

oH yUm, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE rEaLLy nEEdeD tO fEEd
oH yEaH, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE nEEdeD sOmEoNe tO bLeeD

wE dOn'T mInD yOu cOmIn' hErE
aNd aCtIn' LiKe a FooL
'cAuSe wHeN yOu'Re sTaNdiN' oH sO nEaR
yOu kInDa mAkE uS dRooL, yEaH

iT's nOt tHe tUnIcs tHaT yOu wEaR
iT's nOt tHe sPaRkLes iN yOuR hAiR
wE dOn'T mInD yOu cOmIn' hErE
aNd aCtIn' LiKe a FooL

oH yUm, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE rEaLLy nEEdeD tO fEEd
oH yEaH, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE nEEdeD sOmEoNe tO bLeeD

oH yUm, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE rEaLLy nEEdeD tO fEEd
oH yEaH, yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD (jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD)
wE nEEdeD sOmEoNe tO bLeeD

yEaH, yEaH, sO fEEd uS!
yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD
yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD
yOu'Re jUsT wHaT wE nEEdeD
yEaH, yEaH, yEaH

[rosemaryr94901]

Here's how I see the arrival of Braidy and the saga of how he got there:

Based on the song "The M.T.A" by the Kingston Trio

"The Braidy Way"

Well, let me tell you of the story of a guy called Braidy, on a magic and
fateful day.
He put a kitty in his backpack, said goodbye to Iceland, then went off to
sail away.


Well, did he ever arrive?
Yes, he finally arrived, but his name is still unknown.
He can't hide forever, this mage from Iceland. He's the man who finally
arrived.


Well, Braidy found a boat that was run by Asa, and hid in a supply room
crate.
Before the crate was loaded, it got nailed shut; Braidy couldn't get out of that crate.

Well, did he ever arrive?
Yes, he finally arrived, but his name is still unknown.
He can't hide forever, this mage from Iceland. He's the man who finally
arrived.


Now, all night long Braidy sits in the supply crate, crying, "What
will become of me?!!
How can I ever manage to see the world, or even feed my own kitty?"

Well, did he ever arrive?
Yes, he finally arrived, but his name is still unknown.
He can't hide forever, this mage from Iceland. He's the man who finally
arrived.


Now, Braidy doesn't know it, when Trond blackmailed Asa: that crate was part of the trade.
And 'cross the open waters she sends the team supplies, as the surf comes
rumblin' through.

Well, did he ever arrive?
Yes, he finally arrived, but his name is still unknown.
He can't hide forever, this mage from Iceland. He's the man who finally
arrived.


Now, you league of fangirls, don't you think it's a scandal, how long he's
been in that crate?
Crack open the crate! Get water for cleaning! Get poor Stinky out of that
crate!

Well, did he ever arrive?
Yes, he finally arrived, but his name is still unknown.
He can't hide forever, this mage from Iceland. He's the man who finally
arrived.


He's the man who finally arrived. He's the mage who finally arrived. (Ain't
you, Braidy?)

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 285

“Captain Ása”
from “In the Navy”
by the Village People

Shanghaied to divert here
Sending food to the pier
Blackmailed by that demon Trond
Had I any notion
We’d be in the ocean
Not trapped in this stinking pond

How on earth did he know
Of my peccadillo
Anyway it’s sink or swim
If he ever tries to
Spread his filthy lies to
Anyone I’ll destroy him

Captain Ása
Proud skipper of Túnfiskurinn
Captain Ása
Was friends with Trond but now hates him
Captain Ása
Sailing through oceans flecked with foam
Captain Ása
Captain Ása
Shouting through the megaphone

Captain Ása
Coming to our dear heroes’ aid
Captain Ása
Won’t come ashore, she’s too afraid
Captain Ása
She might yield our forthcoming Braid
Captain Ása
(Captain Ása)
Captain Ása
(Captain Ása)

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish is an awesome ship

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish is an awesome ship

She was calmly knitting
On the daybed sitting
When she got the curséd call
At first she was so sure
But then her composure
Cracked as Trond explained it all

Just as soon as it’s time
Fire the harpoon line
Almost parting Emil’s hair
Babbles in Icelandic
No one understands it
Tell me, people, is it fair?

Captain Ása
Proud skipper of Túnfiskurinn
Captain Ása
Was friends with Trond but now hates him
Captain Ása
Sailing through oceans flecked with foam
Captain Ása
Captain Ása
Shouting through the megaphone

Captain Ása
Coming to our dear heroes’ aid
Captain Ása
Won’t come ashore, she’s too afraid
Captain Ása
She might yield our forthcoming Braid
Captain Ása
(Captain Ása)
Captain Ása
(Captain Ása)

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish is an awesome ship

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish is an awesome ship

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Captain Ása

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Captain Ása

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Captain Ása

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Captain Ása

Tuna Fish
Tuna Fish
Captain Ása

[LooNEY_DAC]

Yet Another Meta Poem

As we near the Monday update
Invocations seem in order
Supplications against mishaps
So I thought I’d write a poem

OK, let’s all just calm down
Don’t greet the new week with a frown
Whatever we get
I’m willing to bet
We’ll see it and all go to town

As Minna teases us so well
The waiting still begins to tell
Unsettéling our equipoise
When out among the girls and boys

Where is our
Braidy, oh
Why must we
Wait?
Minna has
Hold of his
Fate

Gather ‘round and hearken to me
Listen as I tell you truly
Soon our lengthy wait will end with--
Least that’s told and soonest mendeth

[corncobman]

Pg. 286

Pries Supplies, Spies a Surprise

Pulling the cranks, winding the ropes,
Before their new trek can begin.
The new food supply renewing their hopes.
Time to see the goodies within.

Open them up check out the first.
Vegetables pah not real food says Sigrun.
Mikkel says "Catching scurvy would be the worst."
"You wouldn't find your teeth falling out fun."

Emil opening he pries the crate of supplies.
Lalli on the other hand murs.
This other crate contains a Braidy suprise.
The mystery person suddenly stirs.

Trapping the fingers of the poor Icelandic kid.
Emil goes nope and slams the lid shut.
Lalli looks on barely batting a lid.
Everyone will think that the Swede is a nut.

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Suprise Suprise (lyrics by Kate Robbins, sung by Cilla Black with a few changes)

The more the Swede is changing
The more he stays the same
Life is full of small surprises
It's a never ending game
If nothing is impossible
Will you believe your eyes
If the unexpected brings a smile
That's a crate surprise

Surprise, surprise,
The unexpected slams you between the eyes
The unpredictable,
That's the surprise you see
Surprise! surprise!

When you've found a braid that's lost his way
That's a crate surprise
And when you don't know what's in store today
That might bring surprise
It's the greatest feeling in the world
Nobody denies

Surprise, surprise,
The unexpected slams you between the eyes,
The unpredictable,
That's the surprise you see
Surprise! surprise!

We don't know what's around the corner
Living from day to day
We never know when we'll fall in crates
So let it carry you away

Surprise, surprise,
The unexpected slams you between the eyes,
The unpredictable,
That's the surprise you see
Surprise! surprise!

Surprise, surprise
It's the greatest feeling nobody denies
It's laughter, crates and shock in disguise
The unpredictable, that's the surprise you see
Surprise! surprise!

Surprise, surprise,
The unexpected slams you between the eyes,
It's laughter, crates and shock in disguise
And all the wealth can't bring us what it buys

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 286

Inspired by http://www.sssscomic.com/comic.php#comment-1923900484 alex’s comment

“PAIN!!!!!”
from “Fame!”
by Irene Cara

I was in a crate
Hoping to find my fate
Speeding from the ship to the shore
Little knowing what was in store
For me

Thought it would improve
Once I had made my move
But when I pushed up from the box
The guy with sparkly locks
Pushed me down again

PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
My bones are screaming at me
PAIN!
Rippling out fit to beat the band
They might be broken you see

PAIN!
What did I do to deserve this?
How did I earn their disdain?
PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
That lid is really my bane

Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts

This just takes the cake
Never had a worse ache
Let’s just hope the bones didn’t smash
Healing that would take too much cash
It’s true

When the lid came down
Pain hit me like a crown, so
Sharp and hard through my poor right hand
Ow! I don’t understand!

PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
My bones are screaming at me
PAIN!
Rippling out fit to beat the band
They might be broken you see

PAIN!
What did I do to deserve this?
How did I earn their disdain?
PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
That lid is really my bane

Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts

[Musical interlude]

PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
My bones are screaming at me
PAIN!
Rippling out fit to beat the band
They might be broken you see

PAIN!
What did I do to deserve this?
How did I earn their disdain?
PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
That lid is really my bane

Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts
Boy it hurts

PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
PAIN!
My bones are screaming at me
PAIN!
Rippling out fit to beat the band
PAIN!
They might be broken you see

PAIN!
What did I do to deserve this?
PAIN!
How did I earn their disdain?
PAIN!
The lid slammed down on my hand
PAIN!
That lid is really my bane
PAIN!

[corncobman]

Pg. 287



I Will Braid (based on I Will Wait by Mumford and Sons)

And I awoke
Like a stone
And lid closed heavy onto my arm
These days of darkness
Which I've known
Will stow away with this new sun

And I'll sit down
Ask for now
And I'll sit down
Know my ground

And I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you

So break the crate
And relent
I'm agape and I won't forget
Know what we've seen
And him with less
Now in some way
Ask his intents

But I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you

So I'll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh
And fix my eyes
That tethered crate free from the lines

But I'll kneel down
Wait for now
I'll kneel down
Know my ground

Raise my hands
Shout for leaving boat
And bow my head
Watch the boat go

Cause I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you
And I will braid, I will braid for you

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Not a Lunch Box.

The team is surprised, this thing they can't eat.
This isn't the team's ideal kind of meat.
Shoot it! Don't shoot it, and then let it out!
Their food crate's contents increasingly in doubt.

Sigrun chases the boat but it's out of sight.
Man overboard, this situation's not right.
Emil stands gawk-eyed, his eyes on stalks.
Who is the stranger with red flowing locks?

He challenges his title as the man with best hair.
Meanwhile Lalli continues to look on and stare.
At least Mikkel can talk to the poor bloke.
The wrong destination at which he's awoke.

Sigrun collapsed now. All hope is lost.
The supply ship has gone, stowaway tossed.
What'll they make of this new man in the frame?
They haven't even bothered to ask him his name...


Encore by Balthazar:

All the while Turri is gone.
And practically absent even from this song.
Was she eaten by trolls? Passed out on the sand?
I don't like this mystery, it's more than I can stand.
Of course we'll wait and pray for part two.
Listening for a name and a Finn we all knew.

[Brandenfascher]

Page 287, parody of "Tomorrow" from "Little Orphan Annie"

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The Braid will fess up
Tomorrow!
Bet his sorry fingers
For tomorrow
Will be sore!

Just wishin' it's now
Tomorrow!
He pushed away the lid
And found the sorrow.
Now he's lost!

And he's stuck with Captain,
Cute Finn,
and Cat Guy,
As well as Mik Mane,
Hair Vain,
Cat-tank!
Ohhhhh...

The Braid will speak out
Tomorrow!
So we gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
For his name!

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
We'll hear it
Tomorrow!
We're only a page away!

Tomorrow!
Tomorrow!
We'll hear it
Tomorrow!
We're only a day away!

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 287 - made it by thiiiiis much!

“The Sound of Squeeing”
from “The Sound of Music”
by R. Rogers & O. Hammerstein

The comments are filled
With our thoughts on Braidy
For him we did wait
More than a full year

And Disqus will break
From our comments flooding
A load that their servers could
Never bear

Our comments say
“Drink!” and
“You’re sure
Braidy’s not
A girl?”
As some still
Are confused

Our comments have
Puns and
Some games
And cool
User Names
That our friends
Go by

Our posters have
Posters
They bought
To support
Our dear
Author
Minna Sundberg

We squee at
The thought
That we’ll learn
Braidy’s real name
Today!

So flood the whole site
With the sound of squeeing
Our comments must flow
As never before

Our comments are filled
With the sound of squeeing
Just one moment more

[corncobman]

Pg. 288

Stare and Hair

At last now we have a name to the Braid.
Lalli stares at the new red-headed guy.
Back they all go, as Reynir's hopes fade.
And Lalli still stares with his suspicious cat eye.

Return to sender or no food to last.
Lalli stares daggers at the man with long hair.
Get back to the radio. Fun times are past.
Lalli all the while staring his icy stare.

Sigrun dashing back, no time to lose!
Lalli continuing to stare, words rarely spoke.
At the whole situation, Tuuri is amused.
With Lalli still staring at the poor bloke.

"Take care of the hostage, Emil, you hapless Swede."
Lalli staring with a face that is blank.
Another mouth to feed that they do not need.
Lalli walking and staring all the way to the tank.

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My Hostage (based on My Hero by the Foo Fighters)

Too alarming now to talk about
Take your stranger out and escort out
Friend or prisoner, say it aloud
Escort that braidy guy, Reynir around

There goes my hostage
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hostage
He's that braidy

Don't the best of them stare it out
While the rest of them walk about
Friend or prisoner, say it aloud
Escort that braidy guy, Reynir around

There goes my hostage
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hostage
He's that braidy

Come here, my hostage
Leaving all the best
You know my hostage
The one that's on

There goes my hostage
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hostage
He's that braidy
There goes my hostage
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hostage
He's that braidy

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 288

“Reynir the Red-Haired Goofball”
from “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer”
by Gene Autry

We’ve met
Tuuri
And Mikkel
And Lalli
And Sigrun

Emil
The Cleanser
Who some call
“The Buffoon”

Now at last we’ll meet
The guy who
Makes our team
Complete

Reynir the Red-Haired Goofball
Tried to get to Old Bornholm
Rode on the Túnfiskurinn
Now he’s far away from home

Few of the other teammates
Even speak his only tongue
Then there’s the cat-mage Lalli
Who’s been acting so high strung

For when dreaming recently
Reynir ran by him
But when Lalli tried to talk
Reynir stiffed him
Lalli balks

Sigrun charged Emil sternly,
“Watch over the prisoner”
Reynir the Red-Haired Goofball
You’ve a ways to go with her!

[mamioja]

My first attempt in poetic field in a long time! Kids at home were not amused when I sang this again and again until I got the words both rhyming and fitting the melody.
Page 286

A BRAIDY IN A CRATE
(“singin in rain” – Gene Kelly)

There´s a Braidy in a crate
Just a Braidy in a crate
What a glorious hair!
I´m happy today
Fangirls are here
Screaming away
The sun´s in my heart
And I`m already in love

But why is he here?
So far from his lair
Come on explain!
It´s a terrible fare
I want to know his name
I hope it´s not lame!
Just Braidy
A Braidy in a crate

[Viisikielinenkantele]

So, maybe I should safe this here:

Page 288

*insert melody from Greensleeves*:

Alas Reynir, ye do me wrong,
to change your name so suddenly:
And I have loved your name so long
Delighting in your companie.
Braidy was all my ioy,
Braidy was my delight:
Braidy was my heart of gold,
And who but Lord Braidy.

[corncobman]

Pg 289.

Why, Want to Cry

Everyone's temperament somewhat soured.
The usually happy Sigrun's in a bad mood.
With garbage food they are showered.
According to her, they're out of food.

Mikkel just shakes his head, no need for a fuss.
The civilian is becoming a problem. Why oh why?
Why indeed does this keep happening to us?
Who are they kidding, we're stuck with this guy!

Emil watches his prisoner with degrees of cool,
This role is one for which he is born.
That guy will not take him for a fool!
Reynir sits by himself, looking forlorn.

How did he get himself in this mess?
Only in sheepherding he's trained.
As he contemplates with a look of distress,
Why in this tank they keep him detained?

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Sit Down by James (with a few small changes)

I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
Inside of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that God exists
I hope I pray

Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In misery

Now I'm relieved to hear
That you've been to some far out places
It's hard to carry on
When you feel all alone
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such riches
I could live with being poor

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In misery

Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find they're touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears

Down
Down

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In misery

Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In misery

Down

[Viisikielinenkantele]

Based on "Vincent" by Don McLean:

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a dreamworld´s day
With eyes that do not know the darkness yet

Shadows on the hills
Watch the hulls in the creepy chills
Catch the breeze and the dangerous feels
In colors of the silent, silent land

Now you understand
What they tried to say to you
And how you suffered for your sanity
And for your wish to become free

They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming fires that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Reynirs eyes of meadow green

Memories deeply seen
Of morning pastures filled with sheep
The parents´ faces loved so deep
Who never understood what may have been.

Now you understand
What they tried to say to you
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to become free

They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not let you
But still your wish was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You went away, as children often do
But I could've told you Reynir
This world was never meant for
One as innocent as you

Starry, starry night
Dangers wait in empty halls
Frame-less heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

And the strangers that you've met
The curious men in likely clothes
The woman making furious mouths
And you don´t understand the speaking yet

Now you understand
What they tried to say to you
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to become free

They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will