Poetry collection

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 309

“Sparkle Once Again”
from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=caO4AO_g83E “Crying in the Rain”
by the Everly Brothers

Despite the rain and sleet
And all the muddy water at my feet
Yes, even though
My hair gets battered so
As I tremble and strain
My hair will sparkle once again

They came back after that troll
Went and puked on it as I went down the hall
Blood teeth and drool
Tried to wreak damage cruel
But it all was in vain
My hair did sparkle once again

Since I gave him that washing
The cold shoulder has Lalli given me
I hope it doesn’t last long
For though I should be so strong
I can’t help worry how it’s going to be

But soon we’ll be getting back
Sigrun and I with loads of books in our sacks
And no matter how
Dirty my hair gets now
My coiffure may complain
My hair will sparkle once again

My hair will sparkle once again
My hair will sparkle once again

[corncobman]

Pg. 310

Holey Soaks

Sigrun and Emil continue to move on through.
Not as exciting as it was cracked up to be.
Onward they continue, the intrepid two.
One leaning on the other, with bended knee.

The cityscape is dank, overgrown, wet and vast
Through decrepit vehicles move in their commute
What will they do when they city they're past,
And will they finally find more books to loot?

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The Dark of the Matinée by Franz Ferdinand (with a few small changes)

You point your white finger
Past the streets under the top and bottom we both should not linger
Relax the mighty fool, climb the rise
And I'm not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, find the eyes

Find me and follow me through city streets, and factories
Emil, you must follow, thieve these books all satisfactory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
Is mine
Yes it's mine

I time every journey to fall in water, accidentally
I fail you and tell you of the freaks I hate
All the beasts I hate
All the trolls I hate
All the fiends I hate
How I'll never be anything I hate
You smile, mention something that you like
How I'd have a hunter life if I did the things you like

Find me and follow me through city streets, and factories
Emil, you must follow, thieve these books all satisfactory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
Is mine
Yes it's mine

So I'm on the damaged truck now, telling lady Sigrun how I made it
What I made is unclear now, but her deference is and her laughter is
My words and smile are so easy now
Yes, It's easy now
Yes, It's easy now

Find me and follow me through city streets, and factories
Emil, you must follow, thieve these books all satisfactory
You will find me in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
It's better in the matinee
The dark of the matinee
Is mine
Yes it's mine

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 310

The rain falls as it ever has
And the ghosts of long ago stir
Up and down, back and forth they pass
Tracing out the routes that once were
But still the rain falls

The rain falls as it ever has
Once a street, now a river flood
Each former car a rusting mass
The tarmac gone, replaced by mud
But still the rain falls

The rain falls as it ever has
A silver screen waxing thick and waning
A kindly veil to hide the horrors lurking
A cold welcome to visitors wand’ring
But still the rain falls

The rain falls as it ever has
On storied Copenhagen Town
A town of lore, site of dramas
The precious jew’l of Danish Crown
But still the rain falls

The rain falls as it ever has
And no Man
Nor Beast
Nor Troll
Nor mighty Giant
Can make it stop
But still
The rain
Falls

[Brandenfascher]

Page 310 - "Sweet Corrosion", Parody filk of "Sweet Emotion" by Aerosmith

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Sweet corrosion
Sweet corrosion

Talk about rust and nobody cares
Wearing out metal and rotting out wares
You're pulling me up, but I gotta make it clear
I can say, Sigrun, it has been 90 years

Some old sheep-doggie with a face like a squid
Had to get up and come, so I got up and hid
Well, I got bad news: we're now in the fire
'Cause the sheepdog beasty, we set off it's ire

Sweet corrosion
Sweet corrosion

We strolled through the town, through a hole-ey car
And as you can see, the climb is just a little too far
You're seein' other things, but your vision lied
I can't catch up 'cause my energy died
Yes it did

Standin' up now just shaking off dust
You get me inside of this big shell of rust
I talk about something and you don't understand
Been a month on the road and it's about all I
Can stand

[LooNEY_DAC]

Pg 310

The world is Silent
Where engines whirred
And music rang out
Whence called the birds
And sometimes drunk louts
A thousand thousand diff’rent noises
In Babel mixed their varied voices
All is still
All is Silent

A winter storm
A pounding, cold rain
Returns a form
Of sounding again
Harsh Nature mocking urban quiet
And nothing rises to defy it
All is still
All is Silent

A cenotaph
An ossuary
Sans epitaph
Or ‘bituary
For no one lives to mourn her
And nothing is forlorner
All is still
All is Silent

[corncobman]

Monday's Page (based on Monday's Child)

Monday's page is cat in the tub,
Tuesday's page Emil gets snubbed,
Wednesday's page has awkward scenes,
Thursday's page Turri closed off the screen,
Friday's page is a cliffhanger print,
Saturday's page is all non-existent,
But then also there is no page on Sunday
So you will have to wait for Monday.

[slim kittens]

page 310

Another troll song........because it's all about the trolls, isn't it?
Courtesy of "South Pacific"

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37

37 is the troll I love
37 is the troll I love
37 is the troll I love
Now ain't that too damn bad!

37's got those googly eyes
37's got those googly eyes
37's got those googly eyes
Now ain't that too damn bad!

37's chewin' looters' guts
He is always chewin' looters guts
Om nom nom nom nom nom
munch munch munch
Now ain't that too damn bad!

37's always watchin' you
37's always watchin' you
37 does what vaette do
Now ain't that too damn bad!

Now ain't that too damn bad!

"nOt BaD.  yOu gEt To LiVe a LiTTle wHiLe lOnGeR."

That 37!  What a joker!

[corncobman]

Pg. 311

Glass Chin.

Sigrun holds aloft their plan of attack.
Emil lagging behind, weary in the rain.
Over his shoulder, nervously looks back,
While the fearless leader forges on again.

Still Emil's hair retains its shape in the wet.
That must have been some strong hairspray he has.
No matter how much abuse his follicles get,
It keeps its volume, sparkles and pizzazz!

On the horizon a building, their goal.
Faced with locked doors, panels of glass.
Sigrun says "Move aside, I'll punch a hole".
Emil heeds not, he barges and falls on his...face.

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You're flopping in the rain
Just flopping in the rain
What a familiar feelin'
You're failing again
I facepalm at clouds
So dark in the sky
The doom's in my heart
And I'm ready to sigh
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've got frowns on my face
I walk down the lane
With a need to retrain
Just floppin',
Floppin' in the rain

Fallin' in the rain
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
Dee-ah dee-ah dee-ah
I facepalm again!
You're floppin' and fallin' in the rain!
You're floppin' and fallin' in the rain...

Why am I shouting
At disaster you bring?
Why do you Emil
Just break all the things?
Didn't you listen?
You leant on the glass
Now the door's broken
When you fell on your ass
Why does each new task
You blunder to do?
Because I am shouting
Loud because of you.

[Richard Weir]

Page 311:

Chilly, Danish rain,
Damp Emil leans on the door.
What gives?! The glass does!

[Viisikielinenkantele]

Page 311

Walking on Broken Glass by Annie Lennox

Falling through falling through breaking glass
Falling through falling through breaking glass

You are the clumsiest boy that I ever knew
But I don't care for apologies if results are cool
I will be drilling you
For Viability
Won´t you pick the pieces up
'Cause I think you will be lying on broken glass

falling through falling through breaking glass
Lying on lying on broken glass

The rain's still falling out of the grey sky
But it don't mean nothing to me
O-o-oh let the rain come down
Let the wind blow through me
We're going in an empty house
And you got the door smashed
And I cheer you for making an entrance
You just are now lying on broken glass

Lying on lying on broken glass

So you should try not to cut you down
I know that you might bleed
'Cause if you're trying to stand right up
Don't know if you'll succeed
And if you don't want to hurt
There're splinters left to fear
When you don't want to hurt
Stand up real slowly dear

Now everyone of us was made to suffer
Everyone of us is made to bleed
I hope the glass has not cut deep
So stand up from the wreckage
Brush out the last glass
Stand up straight and go ahead
You go and keep on walking
walking on broken glass
You go and keep on walking
walking on broken glass
You go and keep on walking

walking on walking on broken glass

[KicknRun]

I decided to recite the post made here https://ssssforum.com/index.php?topic=4.msg29744#msg29744

Hope you guys like it!

(This was the version that came out the best. I don't have anything better to record with than my brothers gaming headset.)

[corncobman]

Pg. 312

Sucker Punch

Emil flailing on the broken door in pain,
While Sigrun surveys the building around,
Sigrun asks him what he knows in his brain,
And he gestures still on the wet ground.

He picks himself up back onto his feet,
Asking about nearby beasties and trolls,
There's nothing around that would want to eat,
According to Sigrun, as the Swede she consoles.

There's no danger at all in that building of theirs,
There are no nests or trolls, it's safe to say.
"This building is complete crap" she declares,
In her matter-of-fact kind of way.

She, with her fist, punches a hole in the wall.
Pointing with a smug sort of look on her face.
Let's hope that doesn't cause the support to fall
And that she doesn't bring down the whole place.

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School's Crap (based on School's Out by Alice Cooper)

Well we got no choice
For that Swedish boy
Makin' all that noise
'Cause we found new toys
Well we can't salute ya
Can't find a book
If that don't suit ya
We'll take a look

School's crap for summer
School's crap forever
School's been blown to pieces

Cratered floors
Broken glass
No more teaching in the class

Well we got no trolls
And we got nothing to fear
And we got no more danger
We will smash and grab those books out of here

Wall's crap for summer
Wall's crap forever
Wall's been punched to pieces

Rotting doorframes
Cardboard walls
No more structure in the halls

Out for summer
Out till fall
We might not go back at all

School's crap forever
School's crap for summer
School's crap with rotting
School's crap completely

[Viisikielinenkantele]

Page 312

Based on "Only fools rush in" by Elvis Presley, another one with "special" hair...

Wise trolls say oNly FoOLs rUsH iN
But I can't help falling through doors for you
Should I care? Would it be of use?
If I can't help falling through doors for you

And then Sigrun says "pretty boy" to me
Asking where I think good stuff is meant to be
I don't care if here is a thing
Cause I can't help fearing for trolls nearing

Sigrun reassures me that here won't be
Trolls to encounter because this house is crap
And she shows the weakness of the wall
By punching it getting a huge new hole.

And I can't help marvel at Sigrun's poise.

[Richard Weir]

Page 312:

Shelter'd from cold rain,
Sigrun shvumps a crap wall and...
pulls out a kitten?

[corncobman]

Hello My Baby by Joseph E. Howard and Ida Emerson
(with a few small changes)

Hello my baby
Hello my honey
Hello my fearsome gal

Send me a punch through walls
Hearing the catlike calls

You can just grill me
Then you can kill me
Then you'll be left alone

Oh baby, telephone
Tell them the building's blown

Hello, my baby
Hello, my honey
Hello, my fighting gal

Send me a bomb by wire
Baby, my head's on fire

You can just grill me
Then you can kill me
Then you'll be left alone

Oh baby, telephone
Tell them the building's blown