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Lit.org "Roll Call"

Almost twelve thousand have passed through our ranks
have only a handful survived?
Of course there are many that fell by the wayside
others have just chosen to hide
So lets have a roll call answer up with your name
remember your very first submit
It will be good to know who is hanging around here
maybe brighten the lace up a bit


------
If you listen to me long enough I can lower your IQ

I came into this world with nothing,
through careful management I've got most of it left.


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by Fairplay

Roll Call My First Poem on Lit





Fairplay

Eric Davies (Seivadle)

Been around lit.org a few years. Born 14 Jan 1950 I am 61 now.

Living in Vancouver BC

Worked for Queen Elizabeth

Still a Soldier at Heart... but no Wars they will let me fight in.....


My first attempt at poetry when Ivor half talked me into joining Lit.org was.....


Life Cycle or Car


Dolly the sheep had a wonderful start
no mother or father created by art
Craftsmen were clever they knew they would gain
a sex free creation! Now there's a new game!

To carry it further we all would do well
we all could look forward to life without hell
Each one a diamond no thieves and no crooks
just brainy do gooders with heads in their books

So where lies the shortfall, where can I begin?
with everyone made an identical twin
No need to worry one size fits all!
Hey wait a minute, whose name do you call?

Don't make no difference they're all much the same
Peter, Matilda or Danny McCain
They all do the same job all look the part
where does that leave affairs of your heart?

No testing no trials it's easy you say
not even the chance of loosing your way
You just pair off equal, any will do
how totally boring your mate looks like you

No reason to worry when all are the same
this could get tricky when playing a game
Worse is to come which partner does what?
Your both so damn equal it just matters not

No reason for living, you're easily replaced
while living your life in some body encased
Made not by nature created at will
no-one need love you if you should fall ill

But wait... No diseases that you can befall
the bloody creators eliminate all
So what will become you as time passes by
life's so bloody boring you can't even die

Design will not let you they've thought about that!
Maybe a recycle you could be a cat?
Fraid not they're below us, small brains and no soul.
So how in the hell to get out of this hole?

Lets face it you've had it, you're made by design
to up and keep going long after your time
So lets keep it simple and stay as we are
and leave all the "Boffins" perfecting the "Car"

Eric Davies

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 10, 2011 )

the cockroach eats
Hi Eric and all those other poets and writers once knew


I'm one of the ones who have chosen to hide and have also gone by the wayside-a two for one- long forgotten and full of stale wine- but I do have the urge to write some scribbles from time to time and listen to my wailing muses complain about my inattention. Nice to see that Lit still lives....


my warmest
bob or the red cockroach who eats the eyeballs of the illiterate-

( Posted by: TheRedCockRoach [Member] On: November 10, 2011 )

Bobby7L
landed @Lit in late 2004..

Have 334 pieces [with 151,441 views], which remain here..have made 4330 comments which remain..

Over the past three years, I mostly post @Fb, where 50-60-80-100+ comment threads are not uncommon. I could name fifty highly talented/creative/fresh writers off the top of my head [published [selling]/reading/touring], who post over there- have well over 1,000 friends who are writers, publishers and/or editors on Fb [among 1300 total friends]- including medallion level, award-winning authors; professors; artists; professional musicians, editors..

I get tagged each day with creative/fresh poetry and fusions from around the world. It's vibrant- alive..action-packed...Photography, art, music..social commentary [see: Globatron.org].

Over the past couple years, I've been published in several peer-reviewed academic journals, including The Criterion- thanks to posting and being read on Fb, then having them contact me. Luciole Press has asked if they could do a story, featuring my poetry and bio. A journal in India also approached me, as well as several publishers.

Currently, I'm editing a collection of poetry/fusions, for publication- and have been working on a book of short stories, as well.

Having said that, Lit.org holds a corner of heart..always will.

Eric,
Wouldn't this be better categorized @ The Thread?

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: November 10, 2011 )

Roll Call Anyone Can





Yes I did mean it as a thread but thought everyone reads comments and would probably see Roll Call.

I have a number of Facebook sites School/Army stuff they are quite Magic but sometimes bloody hard to keep track due to having no file system (to speak of) apart from you can have everything directed to your email should you wish..... Things can and do disappear. For that reason I have tended to use it rather like an online Telephone Call with "advantages"

Anyway we are now up to 3 out of 12,000 .... Better than the lottery odds

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

of files and posters
You can save pennings @ Notes..save albums of photos, video..etc..

It's great for sharing links from media [Youtube, for example, allows you to share to your page- as do most news organizations].

You can also share/tag photos to friend's page.




"3"..Are there even two-dozen active members?

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

oh dear
Okay - I joined mid 2003 and can't remember the date and can't access it either due to facts I'd rather not share and gossip I won't subscribe to. I do remember my first post and also remember who commented on it. Bartleby - who I've seen back again recently.

LitOrg and The Writing Forums were wonderful sanctuary for me when I needed powerful distractions to prevent me from murdering someone. It's very likely I'll be a LitOrg lounge lizard for quite some time. I would never have been published [in print and for money!] if not for LitOrg.

He's Gone

She watches by the door.
More or less ungiving.
Living for no tomorrows.
Sorrows within her keeping.
Weeping without her breath.
Death has come closely calling.
Falling within it's trance.
Chance, she knows will not keep her.
Pure, in the coffin, she sees him.
Whim of the grim reaper's sickle.
Fickle, the fame of surviving.

PFA
19/06/03

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

Roll Call
Hi Eric...what a great idea to go back to the begining! My first post was in June,2003. I have 341 poems posted.

This is so appropriate to post again on this Veterans day 11/11/11. It was written for my husband's young cousin, who was one of the first to die in iraq from Arizona. He had just become engaged. Rest in peace Mike!

Safe At Home With God

No more the Clarion call of battle for me
I am safe at home at last
I do not hear the exploding bombs
Or the bullets whizzing past
No more sounds of flashing guns
No more missiles streaming by
Or hearing the screams of mother's sons
As they prepare to die!
I am safe at home with God, mom
It's where I want to be
I heard the flutter of angel's wings
And a soft voice calling me
"It's time for you to come home, son
God's love has set you free!"
I'm safe at home with God, mom
No more pain and fear
And no matter where you are
You'll always feel me near
Now you can be at peace, mom
Becuase you know I'm here
So do not weep for me
And keep your faith steadfast
Know that I am happy now
For I'm At home With God at last



















No more the Clarion call of battle for me
I am safe at home at last
I do not hear the exploding bombs
Or the bullets whizzing past
No more sounds of flashing guns
No more missiles streaming by
Or hearing the screams of mother's sons
As they prepare to die!
I am safe at home with God, mom
It's where I want to be
I heard the flutter of angel's wings
And a soft voice calling me
"It's time for you to come home, son
God's love has set you free!"
I'm safe at home with God, mom
No more pain and fear
And no matter where you are
You'll always feel me near
Now you can be at peace, mom
Becuase you know I'm here
So do not weep for me
And keep your faith steadfast
Know that I am happy now
For I'm At home With God at last

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

Roll Call delete
Sorry folks, this printed twice don't know how to delete it..mayabe Chris can figure it out.

Who's next...Lucie?

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

The "Roach" is back!
Hi Bob...soo happy to see you here...we missed ya! Please come back...we need all the oldtimers back here in safe territory again.

Surely you can devote a post or comment once a week or two!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

Imposters and bad writing.
do not hear the exploding bombs
Or the bullets whizzing past
No more sounds of flashing guns
No more missiles streaming by
Or hearing the screams of mother's sons
As they prepare to die!


Uhhmmm, Bea I still agree with my HS English Teacher in that we should not write about those things we know little or nothing about.

This, and your poem cirticising out Veterans, can only show the world how ignorant many writers are about war and its aftermath.

And yes, I have lived on the outskirts of Newark, and in Philadelphia, and in Miami, and I know that every hand out to our car windows is the hand of another imposter. Our US Veterans, each one a hero in their own way, are above this fraud. These imposters are not only in Newark, but every other major city, 397 of them at last count, in the nation.

There is a reason the Canadians and the English, and the entire rest of the civilized world, always have and will for many generations yet to come, reached out to and depended on the good will and morale integrity of the United States of America. We are still the USA, and everyone of any intellegence still reaches out to us and still depends on us, even in the curren financial mess that is dragging the rest of the world into its quagmire. SDaying the USA is lacking in any area is only putting your ignorance on public display. But the problem is a personal problem. My grandad always said, "...ignorance can be overcome, but stupid is stupid forever..." We are safe, secure and still the best show in town.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

Stup[id...Ignorant????
Wow Veeb...stupid...ignorant...uniformed...guess I should buy a rocking chair, retreat to a corner and suck my thumb! Thank you for pointing these failings out to me...much obliged!!

I fail to see why the lines of my poem you selected to re-post was incorrect...I may not have experienced these conditions myself...but I know for a fact that Mike did! He spoke of it many times before one of those bullets found it's mark!

As for loyalty to my country...I was on my knees every day of my life during ww2 and thereafter, thanking God I lived in a free and benevolent coutry while others were starving, trying to survive...as a matter of fact...I STILL do and always will. My family was fighting for YOU even before you were born, so I don't appreciate your "lecture" which, by the way, I'm sure was because you were bored and wanted to stir things up. Normally, I would ignore you...but NEVER question my loyaly to my country again!

And as far as critizing our Veterans on this day of all days, the opposite is true...I was HONORING not only Mike, but ALL veterans who laid down their lives for their country, but everyone who served.

I thing new glasses are in order for you Veeb...you just didn't get it right!



I am not blind to mistakes made by POLITICIANS who knowingly or unkowingly are bent on destroying our way of life though out and out GREED! You are not the only one to have served in the military...and one of the great things about our country is the freedom to comment on what we believe!

I



( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 11, 2011 )

Roll Call
I forget what my 1st poem here was, probably MORE THAN LOVE. Look it up to read it. Born 1939, that means a fiesty 72 years in this garbage pit.
I still know everything and will be the first to tell you so. I also know that no one in our houses of congress are tearing down our way of life, rather, our way of life is changing as it always does. Most people over 40 can not accept those changes, but change is for and from the youth of any particular generation. Roll with it, or be eaten up by your own ignorance.

People on Wall Street want to make money, thatis where it is at for them. Most of those who are now imprisoned, are there not because of any dastardly thing they did, but because of laws written by people in our houses of congress who were attempting to "make things better," but fell short of doing anything that is good It is a mess and shrouded in confusion and mis-justice.

While we have become our worst enemy, we are also the solution, and there should be no doubt it will be resolved through evolution. We have always been The Great American Cry Babies, and that will not change. What will change and always has, is our way of life.

Now you, too,know everything.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 12, 2011 )

Veeb


MTW you had one a DB on OJ's PJ's but PD v BD both are BN




More Than Love

I've looked in eyes so deep they made me soar
through all the gifts of life, this much and more
to challenge me to things that could not be
unless had been aroused the very soul of me.

I've seen the smile that makes the heart to sing
and raise me to the best that life can bring
to be the very most that I can ever be
and write each word her smile has put in me.

I've breathed the very same and fragrant air
and for a moment had this thing to share
with she, who made my life to soar above
the limits of my own, and more than love.



------
VeeBdosa
Fort Knox, KY

MTW More Than Love
DB Days Before
OJ's Simpson
PJ's pjamas
PD Posting Date
BD Birth Date
BN Brand New

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 12, 2011 )

Roll Call
"When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there"

Well I thought I might as well get this one in for practice just in case I finally make it!

My first post on the 14th April 2044(below) was prompted by grandma Bea who had met me on another site from which I was banned simply because some americans s have no sense of irony and no command of the subtlness that can be used with our language!

......................................
The House.

The house stood lonely on the hill
Its shadows long, in moonlights spill
An eerie wind that makes bones chill
Echoes of souls that scream out shrill
~
To tell the pain that they had borne
When in this place their bodies torn
Then broken, left in hell to mourn
And never see another dawn
~
In their chains and shackles bound
Down darkest dungeons they were found
Their bones and rags upon the ground
And here they stay, still hanging round
~
To meet and greet with lonesome moan
Those who dare their prison roam
With croaks from throat and creaks from bone
From spending centuries on their own
~
I wish that I could free their plight
That I could change the wrongs to right
To rest their souls and end their fight
And make their peace, this very night
~
I hope that one, alas not me
Can come and set their nightmare free
If that god's will… then it shall be
But maybe not this century
......................................

Since then I have been on and off the site a bit, shared paart of my life with the site and even at times hoped people had begun to undestand something of the diversity of an English humour.

Whilst on the site I have published my first book Ivor's Ramblings adding credits to lit.org within it. Though actual sales prove that not many find it of any interest :(considering we have some 12,000 members....

I have also set upmy own website www.rhymingpoet.co.uk where this book and around 150 of my other poems can be freely viewed.

I must admit that as I do not look to, or depend on america for goodwill or moral intelligence then by a previous definition I must be lacking in 'intelegence? But as an unintellegent Englishman I do enjoy having fun and that is the main reasom I write.

It will be interesting to see how many people actually answer Eric's roll call and hope Eric will then do the maths of percentage retention of active members over the years.

Ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: November 15, 2011 )

Roll Call / Register / Drum Call

Thanks to those having answered the Roll Call so far. I may have to take my socks off to "Continue the Count" if too many "Answer the Call"

I always maintain if something is worth doing "It's worth doing it even just for yourself" Sure as eggs are eggs.... you cant count on anyone else being interested.

Obama was voted in for his work on Fiction and Novels..(he is still hard at it) but now people have read him...it's all a bit repetitive.

I know (as Ivor explains) the fact that we all speak English here does not have any bearing on what is understood by it's use. That can make life amusing.... tenjewberrymud?

TENDJEWBERRYMUD


You will understand the above word by the end of
the conversation. Read aloud for best results.

"Tendjewberrymud"



The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and
room-service at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published
in the Far East Economic Review.
..................................

Room Service (RS): "Morny. Ruin sorbees"

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialled room-service"

RS: "Rye..Ruin sorbees..morny! Djewish to odor sunteen??"

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs"

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?...pry, boy, pooch?"

G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled
please."

RS: "Ow July dee bayhcem...crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS: "Hokay. An San tos?"

G: "What?"

RS: "San tos. July San tos?"

G: "I don't think so"

RS: "No? Judo one toes??"

G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo one
toes' means."

RS: "Toes! toes!...why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow singlish mopping
we bother?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine.
Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

RS: "We bother?"

G: "No..just put the bother on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."

RS: "Copy?"

G: "Sorry?"

RS: "Copy...tea...mill?"

G: "Yes. Coffee please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Ass ruin torino fee, strangle ache, crease
baychem, tossy singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and
copy....rye??"

G: "Whatever you say"

RS: "Tendjewberrymud"

G: "You're welcome"

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 15, 2011 )

Statistics and other lies
I do not think there is any such thing as an "unintellegent Englishman." Ahem....hurrumphhhh et cetera.
footnote....It was, after all, Winston Churchill, the last truly great statesman, who said that "...there are 3 kinds of lies, first, there are plain lies, then there are damned lies, but the best lies of all are statistics."
How true.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 15, 2011 )

Statistics
111x111=12321
1111x1111=1234321
11111x11111=123454321
111111x111111=12345654321
1111111x1111111=1234567654321
11111111x11111111=123456787654321
111111111x111111111=12345678987654321

There are "Lies, Damn Lies and Statistics" but the ones(1's) above are true!

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: November 15, 2011 )

Roll Call/Better late than never
So I crawled of the hole I've been hiding in today and figured I'd poke my head in here real quick. (Although quick may be a bit relative)

I don't think I qualify as old school Lit since I didn't join until August of 2009. I was in Iraq and found this place after I found out that my old Literary website was shut down. I've been to Iraq 3 times including the invasion in 2003 when I was in the Marine Corps. I'm currently a Soldier and stationed in Germany.

Stuart set me up with a blog and gave me a single piece of advise, "Write what you know." So the blog became "The Thunder Road" where I talked about being a deployed soldier and former Marine. To this day, you still find a military theme throughout most of my writings. Also, He and Sandra got together and for reasons that I still don't understand, let a guy who could barely put together a coherent grocery list blather away in a column on Majestic called "Musings".

I write the column about fiction now, trying to give it a little structure as opposed to just ranting like I used to. I recently got a job writing for my unit's monthly newsletter as well. As of yet, I've not published anything. Stuart picked up a short story of mine called "Thanatopsis" in the first and only issue of "Four Seasons" but I'm afraid that not too many people got a chance to read it.

I still remember the first poem I posted on lit. It was called "Shades of Grey". It's not here in its orginal form anymore. Bea got me feeling nostalgic one day and I deleted the orginal version and dusted it off for reposting. However, I remember that I got a lot of good comments and critques, mostly from Shannon and Ken, and it turned into something that I was pretty proud of. I've always had a thing for the imagery of someone flitting around aimlessly in a dream-like place, not surprising that I made a humble attempt at conveying that in my first poem here.

I'm sure that I'll be lounging here with Pen for as long as Chrispian will let me hang around. I love this place. Most of the education I've gotten as a writer has been here. I know I've not been a consistant memeber lately, but everyone can rest assured that while I may get a little lost, I'll always find my way back...

Anyway, here's "Shades" again for anyone interested:

Shades of Grey

I see you as you were
In shades of gray
Is the memory faded?
Silent actors,
On a black and white stage?

-----

The way we were
Under violet sky's
Glowing with sprinkled starlight
Ageless beauty in Selene's embrace
Helios’ ride breaks the spell

-----

In my head scattered thoughts
Trying to fit a script
Where nothing works
With the lines I wrote

-----

The play has changed
I was not told
The director laughs
Sends me to my place
With ignorance of the next act

-----

Garbed in motley
Waiting for show's start
A funny little scene
Backstage in my mind

-----
The curtain opens
I begin to dance
Like a marionette
On an old Italian stage

-----

My strings pull me
From pose to pose
In a dance of debauchery,
The crowd goes wild.

-----

Peace of mind is my illusion
The bait for the trap
A mirage of color
Just over the horizon

-----

Nothing between us
But the burning desert
Always so close
Yet just out of reach

-----

My finger tips sliding
Through waves of heat
The image vanishes
I am alone

-----

Thunderous applause
The curtain closing
My life is a play
In shades of grey


David Moore
August 24, 2009

( Posted by: HeRoCoMpLeX [Member] On: November 17, 2011 )

Hi Dave!
Loved it now, as I loved it then Dave...perhaps more so as I re-read it.

How much longer do you have in the service, or are you a "lifer"? If not...are you coming home with the rest of the troops for Chistmas?

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 18, 2011 )

P.S!
As far as lounging around here for awhile...I myself will be here until my obituary is published under "Comments". My family has already been alerted...and I'll be watching!!!!

Having said that...it's not going to happen soon, as I've vowed to hang around until everyone who's ever bugged me has gone before.

Since that's a long...long..list...you'll all have to deal with me for awhile longer than some of you might like!! lol!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 18, 2011 )

Sailin Sailin Sailin we will go
Bea, be careful if you are asked to go for a boat ride with Bob Wagnor and Christopher Walken. LOL

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 18, 2011 )

Lifer

Hoho Bea "Life" is prison terminology......

Surely you know "Old Soldier Never Die they just "Fade Away"

Dont know the ins and outs of other (none UK) services but with the British Army you were/are placed on the reserve even after you leave... until age 55 they can put you back in uniform as and when required.

After that there is always "The Home Defence"

Good luck to all the serving troops.... they will bear the brunt of politicians and defence cuts'

And good luck to those that have served now that the politicians are after their pensions too.

No doubt the troops are used to being F'kt about..

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 18, 2011 )

Just for a Laugh
Unless you are REME this wont make a whole lot of sense......

But to someone that knows the terminology it's Hilarious...... Same with poetry I suppose

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=Tci_75r_OQE

Eric

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 18, 2011 )

@Bea and Fairplay
Bea

I'm afraid I'm not a "lifer" as you put it. This will be my last term of service. As Eric pointed out, and excuse my language, but the benifits are getting to the point where they don't out way the bullshit anymore. Plus, I want to get to a point in my life where I can write full time. I can't do that in the Army. I'm glad you'll be hanging around with me and Pen. With everything that's changing and a lot of the people that helped me when I joined kind of fading out, it good to know that you'll still be here!

Eric,

In the American Military, they have something similar to what you described except that it's not as long. When I service member enlists, they do so for a period of about 4 years depending on the branch of service they picked. What most don't realize until later is that they are also signing up for 4 years in the inactive reserves which is simply saying that after you get out, the military can still call you back when needed up to 4 years later. However, once you hit the 8 year mark if you decided to stay in for awhile, that is void. I hit my 8 year mark almost 3 years ago so when I get out this time, that's it.

Much Love,

Dave

( Posted by: HeRoCoMpLeX [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Writers Block....NO VALID EXCUSE You either write or you do not write. MAKE THE TIME.
hmmmm I did a 4 year hitch in the Navy, and a 3 year hitch in the Army, now I have been for many years the spouse of an Army wife, veteran of Iraqi Freedom, winner of the Bronze Star and Army Commendation twice in Iraq, and the Army Commendation three times on the home front. My own life consists of total volunteer as a Community Mayor at Fort Meade MD and at Fort Eustis, Fort Dix, and now at Fort Knox, KY, and 2 different Naval Air Stations, Dallas (Grand Prairy) in Texas and Willow Grove in PA. I know a lot about the military and its way of life, and I also did a ton of writing for military newspers, mags and complete control over the Fort Meade, home of the National Security Agency, during the Kuwaiti conflict, and so I know very well of which I speak and stand behind it 100%.

Now, the insult. There is not much doubt in my mind, if any, that if you use the excuse that you can not write because of available time in the Army, then you will use the very same excuse when you get out of the Army.

Now prove me wrong, but I simply have my doubts.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Flag Officers
I don't know how it is in the English Army (speaking of course, of Canadian as well,) if their flag officers are subject to re-enlistment, call up and so forth by the Parliment in the name of the Queen, and I really do not know the full story about how Flag Officers are treated in these matters in the US Army/Navy. Of course they are appointed, and as such, can and many times geen fired by the President, acting as commander in chief, the most notable of course was General Douglas MacArther, of whom OLD SOLDIERS NEVER DIE, THEY JUST FADE AWAY, was written into US folk music.

I cannot think of any Flag Officer being re-called to active duty. In effect, none of them are truly part of the Army of Navy, they just work for the Army or Navy as Flag Officers. For those who do not know, a Flag Officer is one who is entitled to display a Flag with 1-5 white Stars on a blue flag on theire limosine. There never has been a Flag Officer who knows how to drive a car. As a matter of fact, it was rumored that General Dwight Eisenhoure flunked his first drivers license test after he quit (retired from) the Army. But Flag Officers do not "re-enlist" they are simply appointed by the Congress of the United States, and I would imagine the English Flag Officers are also appointed by either the Queen or Parliment. I don't know if any of them can drive an automobile or not.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Flag Officers



British 5 Star Generals are appointed for life and when not in a service post are on half pay.....

Prince Philip is one of them..... but I haven't asked him if he is on full pay

Bit of a fiddle really having the wife employ you.... on the other hand better get back to the dusting.....

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Lotta quid?
British 5 Star Generals are appointed for life and when not in a service post are on half pay.....

I would guess that's a lotta quid?

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Money Money Money






I came into this world with nothing,
through careful management I've got most of it left.

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Hitlers Last Stand....
Well my last gift to the Lit.org world today is this....
you need to go to youtube and search for

"HITLER'S REACTION TO REBECCA BLACK'S "FIRDAY""

( Posted by: VEEBDOSA [Member] On: November 19, 2011 )

Soldier on with Lit



Thanks again to those that answered the Roll Call last year.


Soldier Boy

The soldier boy stood straight and tall
His boots shone brightly in the sun
This was his choice raised to the call
Just as generations before had done
He would not move nor budge one inch
With eyes of steel he would never flinch

He had been taught well to never flinch
Meet with terror while standing tall
To rise up in stature inch by inch
In trouble or combat rain hail or sun
For whatever task that must be done
He would always answer duties call

To arms then hear the fearless Call
Those wealthy fellows will later flinch
But still would want a job well done
For they themselves don't stand so tall
Good for nothing but money and sun
They gather their riches inch by inch

Then still another foot yard mile or inch
It's only want that makes them call
For distant lands with oil and sun



( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: July 30, 2012 )

As the years Fly By
The old and the bold who lived and who died
there's still the world web in which one can hide
When old posts pop up you remember the time
Lit dot Org flourished everything was fine
Are you still here or wandered away so far
You left it to Boffins perfecting the car?

Eric

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: July 19, 2016 )





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