MY CHALLENGE to the discerning.

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Here is a poem by Alexander Anderson about the problems - and the pleasures - of trying to get lively children to settle down to sleep.



Cuddle Doon

The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
Wi muckle faught and din.
"Oh try an' sleep, ye waukrife rogues,
Your faither's comin' in."
They niver heed a word I speak,
I try tae gie a froon,
But aye I hap' them up an' cry
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

Wee Jamie wi' the curly heid,
He aye sleeps next the wa'
Bangs up and cries, "I want a piece!"
The rascal starts them a'.
I rin and fetch them pieces, drinks,
They stop a wee the soun',
Then draw the blankets up an' cry,
"Noo, weanies, cuddle doon."

But ere five minutes gang, wee Rab
Cries oot frae neath the claes,
"Mither, mak' Tam gie ower at aince,
He's kittlin' wi' his taes."
The mischief in that Tam for tricks,
He'd bother half the toon,
But aye I hap them up an' cry,
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

At length they hear their faither's fit
An' as he steeks the door,
They turn their faces tae the wa'
An Tam pretends tae snore.
"Hae a' the weans been gude?" he asks,
As he pits aff his shoon.
"The bairnies, John, are in their beds
An' lang since cuddled doon!"

An' just afore we bed oorsel's
We look at oor wee lambs,
Tam has his airm roun' wee Rab's neck
An Rab his airm roun' Tam's.
I lift wee Jamie up the bed
An as I straik each croon,
I whisper till my heart fills up:
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
Wi' mirth that's dear tae me.
But soon the big warl's cark an' care
Will quiten doon their glee.
Yet come what will to ilka ane,
May He who rules aboon,
Aye whisper, though their pows be bald:
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

Meaning of unusual words:
muckle faught=lots of fighting
waukrife=wakeful
hap'=wrap
aye=always
bairnies=children
a piece=bread sandwich
weanies=small children
gie ower=stop
kittlin=tickling
steek=closes
shoon=shoes
straik=stroke
cark=fret
ilka=each and every
aboon=above
pows=heads
 
Mott the Hoople said:
its interesting to note that a number of truly great poems have been written by those facing imminent death in combat. As did Canadian John McCrae;

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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Most excellent inclusion.
 
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When you go home,
Tell them of us and say,
For your tomorrows,
We gave our today.
 
USFREEDOM911 said:
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[B]When you go home,
Tell them of us and say,
For your tomorrows,
We gave our today.[/B][/QUOTE]

USFREEDOM likes to see flag draped coffins.
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Honoring our war dead should include NEVER sending them on lies


you think that is politically incorrect?
 
evince said:
that would be pretty fucking evil of you

you think horrible thoughts you fucking sociopath
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I see. A poem honoring an American soldier needs to be hijacked because in the history of our country American soldiers have only died in Iraq.

LOL, so I should celebrate my Uncle dying and apologize for accusing LBJ for lying? And I'm the evil fvck? Got it.
 
commenting on a poem is not highjacking


should our military die for political lies to make wealthy people more money?
 
cawacko said:
My Uncle died in Vietnam so I guess you're right. LBJ cheated to get into office and lied. Thanks Democrats.
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I lost a friend of my family, Doug, in Vietnam because of LBJ's lies too. He was a medic. He was ordered to go care for a soldier on guard detail who had been shot by a sniper. The sniper got him too. His older brothers and father were all WWII and Korean vets. They were all pro Vietnam and believed that when called, it was your duty to go. That is until Their son/brother died in Vietnam and they couldn't see a good reason for it.
 
evince said:
commenting on a poem is not highjacking


should our military die for political lies to make wealthy people more money?
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You just said I'm an evil fvck for caring about my Uncle. As long as it's someone you support you don't care about lies or who dies.
 
Mott the Hoople said:
I lost a friend of my family, Doug, in Vietnam because of LBJ's lies too. He was a medic. He was ordered to go care for a soldier on guard detail who had been shot by a sniper. The sniper got him too. His older brothers and father were all WWII and Korean vets. They were all pro Vietnam and believed that when called, it was your duty to go. That is until Their son/brother died in Vietnam and they couldn't see a good reason for it.
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I know Vietnam was more complicated than just LBJ. My Uncle grew up in Upper Arlington.
 
cawacko said:
I see. A poem honoring an American soldier needs to be hijacked because in the history of our country American soldiers have only died in Iraq.

LOL, so I should celebrate my Uncle dying and apologize for accusing LBJ for lying? And I'm the evil fvck? Got it.
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Many did celebrate your uncles needless death and will never regret it.. Many of them post here.
 
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