The Hallow weenee Monster, Edvard, the old fart (poem) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

The Hallow weenee Monster, Edvard, the old fart
by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER → (All Poetry by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER)
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Samhain in Ireland, Hallows ween in Scotland, but in Sweden, the land of socialist Eden, there is Edvard the old fart, his teenee weeny beating.
Listen you, you old curmudgeon, As you sit on that escutcheon, Watch the point that near your rear, To you so near and dear, This little ballad that you wrote, Way out there, and so remote, I think it was in vain, I heard not one refrain, Even Ma, or Brother Ed, Not a word, are glum instead, So here is back to you, Keep your Swedish pooh, But anyhow, and as I said, I’ll be flying by instead, And as I do, just like a pigeon, On your head, I live a smidgen, Pooh that is, from me to you, Cry all you want boo hoo, You little hallow weenie, I know, its teeny teenie, Otherwise, I’m fine thank you, And I wish the same for true , So have your fun and glee, Take care, when drinking witches peeeeeeeee, did I say peeeeeeee I meant tea, really, yes sir!©29/10/2009

Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2009

you guys are the best...I want the book when you combine all these..LadyJ

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 29, 2009

...and once again...everybody, sing with me, "Jasmin is a ninny!..." "Jasmin is a ninny!...and a little bird coming to a waiting shotgun party!"

EDvard, a mucho generous Host

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Jasmin,no matter what goes between you and my old bro Edvard, I want to see you at the party.Pee Weeeeeeee will be there ,i'll make him come with mean tall women and all his pets, and i baked lots of goodies, so you be there, ya hear?!!!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Even Ma, or Brother Ed,
Not a word, are glum instead

Poor old Ma; he's got her in that old castle kitchen, slavin away, makin them damned Swedish Meatballs, night and day. And me, he banned me from his Big Party.

And if you've noticed, not one word from his other brother, that old Jersey Devil. He had promised him a First Class ticket to Sweden for the Big Bash, and I guess it never arrived.

And what about all my critters, and Mean Tall Woman? - they were really lookin forward to that vacation in Sweden, and then, I got Banned - What a Bummer. I guess I'll take the wife and the critters for a walk in the woods instead.