How can one have faith in the world when someone discovers a VEGETARIAN T-Rex. I am disillusioned. Okay, so it is only a small T-Rex, but it is one!
Out at sea, the windmills are turning,
The bug-eyed greenie twits are gurning
Oh what a dreadful waste of space
Those windmills are, in that place
Sorry, Chris, it is a bit scatological but here goes anyway…….
Guess where I am!
We all go in there from the street
When we feel we need to pee
We very rarely have to queue
Unless we’re a lady!
I see that the latest flawed data analysis that has been misleading everyone for years has just come to light. I turns out that dairy fats are not so bad for you after all. Like so many other things, poor interpretation of flawed data has lead to many people giving up on things they need not have given up on e.g. proper milk, cheese and all the other wonders of the dairy.
I wonder when the Global Warming scammers will get the same treatment (Boston Mass, has just had the worst snow on record) ? It has often been said that you can prove what you like with statistics and that the science (or should that be art) of statistics is to select the sampling method to get the result you want.
Just a little poem to start the (snow)ball rolling. I hope it is pessimistic enough for you, Ara 🙂
I now hate snow and ice
Once, when I was young, I used to love the snow and ice,
Now I am old and grey and doddery, it is not so very nice.
What fun it was to ride a sledge quickly down the hill
Now the very thought of that makes me feel quite ill.
I like to get in early. Great idea for a competition PG:-
Santa Claus is on the roof
Rudolf Reindeer’s on the hoof
Sleigh is loaded down with toys
But not for naughty girls and boys.
Well, it is a pity there were only three entries, but they were all of the highest quality. (entries here)
Firstly, Janus’s tribute to the fallen of World War One
Secondly, Soutie’s tongue in cheek appreciation of the New South Africa.
Thirdly, PapaG’s thanks for life in general, with a bit of sub-editing from Soutie
I have to say I enjoyed reading each of them very much, and it has taken me a day of consideration to come to a decision.
By a gnat’s whatsit, because of his preferences for pooches over moggies, the winner is PapaG. Well done Sir, but I reckon you owe Soutie a beer!
I leave the Chrimbo Comp in your capable hands.
NB: Please, all you Charioteers out there, take a bit of time to try and write a poem. It does not have to be very long or very clever. Just write your thoughts down on paper.
Mrs FEEG and I will be celebrating Thanksgiving in the US of A next week and when we get home on December 3rd, I am hoping to find lots of pomes on the subject of “Giving Thanks” for judging in the Month’s Poetry Competition.
There have already been a couple of very good ones, but rather fewer than we might hope for. So, please, put on your thinking caps and start composing.
Thanks to Janus’s incredibly good taste, it appears I am in a position to set the theme for November’s Pome Comp.
Since Mrs FEEG and I will be visiting our son and daughter-in-law in Washington, for Thanksgiving, I think a good theme for a poem would be Giving Thanks.
Just got a few minutes before I have to go out, so I penned this. It seems appropriate given the time of year with the conference season just ending and Halloween not so far away…..
If we were politically inclined witches