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Little man lost in a world with no heart,
little man called on to ghost then depart,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will support from society start ?
Little man lost, curling up very small
when nobody notices he's there at all,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
all seems unfair when the cupboard is bare.
Little man lost his job, often apart
from hopes of promotion unless he plays smart,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
will the votes counted upset apple-cart ?
Little man keeling at foot of the bed,
saw gold is dreams, silver wore in hoar head,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
Christ ! no fair Robin Hood's doling fair shares.
Little man's hunger stamps won't ease the cramps
drop filters through ceiling cracks, happiness damps,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
for walking is healthy when car has the clamps.
Little man's vista through Visa's gone bust,
global economy's threatened, we must
hush, hush, whisper, who’ll dare
plead for the needy confronting despair ?
Little man losing out struggles for work,
T.V. instead of expenses or perk,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
though welfare for needy, bank bonus for jerk !
Little man lost counts cost down to a penny,
bank lending cuts spending ruts causing for many,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will vain bureaucrat answer vain prayer.
Little man lost with no foot in the door,
Woolworth's now worthless has sunk through the floor,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will the wheel turn so all earn fair score ?
Little man lost at the foot of the tree,
paying through nose for electricity,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
redundancies, pensions, who’ll care and who’ll share ?Author notes
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Parody A.A. Milne Christopher Robin, Vespers
Christ ! no fair Robin - to be read also as Chrisopher Robin
Vespers
Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
God bless Mummy. I know that's right.
Wasn't it fun in the bath to-night?
The cold's so cold, and the hot's so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy - I quite forgot.
If I open my fingers a little bit more,
I can see Nanny's dressing-gown on the door.
It's a beautiful blue, but it hasn't a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.
Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed,
And pull the hood right over my head,
And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small,
And nobody knows that I'm there at all.
Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said 'Bless Daddy, ' so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember it. God bless Me.
Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
Alan Alexander MILNE 1882_1956 miln2_0003_miln2_0000 PXX_EJX
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The Advanced Player
Little boy types at the foot of the bed
Though sent upstairs to his homework instead
Tut
Tut
Oh deary me
Christopher Robin is hacking in C.
Martin John CARTER Parody A.A. MILNE - Vespers
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Now We are Sick
Hush, hush,
Nobody cares!
Christopher Robin
Has
Fallen
Down
Stairs.
John Bingham MORTON 1893_1979
Parody A.A. MILNE Now We are Six
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Ever So Cute
Little boy dressed in his white judo suit,
Little black belt looking ever so cute.
Hush! Hush! Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin can throw you downstairs.
Go on Mummy, it’s only ten –
I want to watch ‘Dracula’s Bride’ again.
It’s ever so good when he bites ladies’ necks.
Me and my teddy like violence and sex.
And when it’s over I want to play
The video game we bought today.
Shooting down spaceships. Bleep, bleep, bleep! Kill, kill!
I’ll score three million and Dad will get nil.
Little boy growing so sturdy and tough.
Better not argue or he’ll cut up rough.
Hush! Hush! Whatever you say
Christopher Robin will get his own way.
Wendy COPE 1945_20xx
Parody A.A. MILNE - Vespers
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