HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, John of England. Holding on to that thought.
Adam Clayton Powell:
I'm not scared of dying
And I, don't really care
If it' s peace you find in dying
Well then, let the time be near
If it's peace you find in dying
Well then dying time is near
Just bundle up my coffin
'Cause it's
Cold way down there
I hear that it's
Cold way down there, yeah
Crazy cold, way down there
And when I die, and when I'm gone
There'll be, one child born
In this world
To carry on, to carry on
Now troubles are many
There as
Deep as a well
I can swear there ain't no Heaven
But I pray there ain't no hell
Swear there ain't no Heaven
And I'll pray there ain't no hell
But I'll never know by livin'
Only my dyin' will tell, yes only my
Dyin' will tell, oh yeah
Only my dyin' will tell
And when I die, and when I'm gone
There'll be, one child born, in this world
To carry on, to carry on
Yeah yeah
Give me my freedom
For as long as I be
All I ask of livin'
Is to have no chains on me
All I ask of livin'
Is to have no chains on me
And all I ask of dyin' is to
Go naturally, only wanna
Go naturally
Here I go!
Hey hey
Here come the devil
Right behind
Look out children, here he come
Here he come, hey
Don't wanna go by the devil
Don't wanna go by the demon
Don't wanna go by satan
Don't wanna die uneasy
Just let me go
Naturally
And when I die, and when I'm dead
Dead and gone
There'll be
One child born, in our world
To carry on, to carry on
Hmm. I never thought of that as a birthday song, but it's not bad, Letty. Not bad at all!
oak; now that the day is here:
i shall wish u a happy bithday!
to go with that mellow beer.
the ale so clear flows in u,
and the party u know is near.
the clan is starting 2 gather,
and the greetings from all do grow,
may it show how others see u
tho u're image they may never know;
tis wisdom from those fingers,
that's sought from far away,
and it comes so free and easy,
no matter to whom, and what day.
so maintain u're wit and kindness
with all the tools at hand
so that when a steady 'oak' is called 4
we just wire our John, of England!
Late for the party as usual - but I promise to make up for it, by doing a "mama" dance (from Chicago) for John !!!
Happy Happy b'day !!!
Well, Eva, the wheel still spins, and Blood, Sweat, and Tears took their name from Winnie, right?
Hey, Gautam. On behalf of JofE, dance away.
Bo, I declare, child. That was fantastic!
OaK,
Happy Birthday !!
-jjorge
thank you Osso, north cal. eh. say hello to the Oakland Bridge for me if you see it. long time since i crossed it.
Letty like those words, should be set to music
Bo, you're so laid back & your new writing style is getting very cool
Gautam, how did you pull a neat skive in Chicago ? You got more front than Oxford Street. Brilliant brother.
JJorge, thank you.
Mac,,,, singing , dancing and winding up the music. Lovely card, thank you.
John, for you and your family, may you always have peace and serenity.
I remember your mantra:
Oh, death, where is thy string,
Oh Grave where is thy victory.
And from John Donne:
Death be Not Proud
by John Donne
(1572-1631)
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DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee,
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
A Very Happy Birthday to John...
...why all the morbid talk of death on his BIRTHday?
Yes, Eva. We must walk in the world for those who are no longer with us.
You brat, he wanted to dance with you...grrrrrr. and a smile also.
Huh? I don't understand. Are you trying to tell me that John died? Oh no, I hope not!!!
<holding breath>
Eva, I have no idea. As I told Margo, we all need a proxy. The fact that that cockney Brit has not appeared anywhere since June second, may mean that he is either in treatment or dead.
Happy Birthday John, if you're still with us and even if you're not.
I just snapped that this is for oldandnew. Happy birthday, guy.
A little early, edgar. Aug. 11. Now enough of this maudlin' stuff..the oak man wouldn't like it...Goodnight, my friends..
Your friend from Florida,
