[Vision2020] Lights, Starry Skies, and Poetry

[Tom Hansen]

Then, of course, there is that poetry of selfless dedication from Doug
Wilson to Steven Wilkins.

 

(Dedicated March 12, 2004, a month after Mr. Wilkin’s departure from the
History Conference)

 

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Remember when you ran away 

And I got on my knees and begged you 

Not to go because I´d go beserk? 

 

WELL, 

 

You left me anyhow and 

Then the days got worse and worse 

And now you see I´ve gone completely 

out of my mind 

 

AND 

 

They´re coming to take me away, Haha, 

they´re coming to take me away, 

Ho ho, hee hee, ha ha, 

To the funny farm 

Where life is beautiful all the time 

And I´ll be happy to see 

Those nice young men 

In their clean white coats 

And they´re coming to take me AWAY, 

HA HAAAA 

 

You thought it was a joke, 

and so you LAUGHED, YOU LAUGHED! 

When I had said that losing you 

Would make me flip my lid, 

 

RIGHT? 

 

You know you laughed. 

I HEARD you laugh, you laughed 

And laughed and laughed 

And then you left, 

And now you see I´m utterly mad 

 

AND 

 

(chorus 2): 

They´re coming to take me away, 

Haha, they´re coming to take me away, 

Ho ho, hee hee, ha ha, 

To the happy home with trees and flowers 

And chirping birds and basket weavers 

Who sit and smile and 

Twiddle their thumbs and toes 

And they´re coming to take me away, 

HAHAAAAAAAAA 

 

I cooked your food, 

I cleaned your house, 

And this is how you pay me back 

For all my kind unselfish loving deeds 

 

RIGHT? 

 

Well, you just wait, 

They´ll get you yet, 

And when they do, they´ll put you in 

the ASPCA, you mangy MUTT,

 

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Many of you will recognize this piece as Napolean XIV’s “They’re Coming to
Take Me Away”

 

Tom Hansen

Moscow, Idaho

 

We could learn a lot from crayons: some are sharp, some are pretty, some are
dull, some have weird names, and all are different colors....but they all
exist very nicely in the same box. 

 

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From: vision2020-bounces at moscow.com [mailto:vision2020-bounces at moscow.com]
On Behalf Of Melynda Huskey
Sent: Wednesday, February 02, 2005 10:57 PM
To: Vision 2020
Subject: [Vision2020] Lights, Starry Skies, and Poetry

 

All this talk of the night skies leads me inevitably to poetry (once an
English professor, always an English professor):

 

 The Starlight Night

     Gerard Manley Hopkins

 

Look up at the stars! look, look up at the skies! 

O look at all the fire-folk sitting in the air! 

The bright boroughs, the circle-citadels there! 

Down in dim woods the diamond delves! the elves'-eyes! 

The grey lawns cold where gold, where quickgold lies! 

Wind-beat whitebeam! airy abeles set on a flare! 

Flake-doves sent floating forth at a farmyard scare! -- 

Ah well! it is all a purchase, all is a prize. 

 

Buy then! bid then! -- What? -- Prayer, patience, alms, vows. 

Look, look: a May-mess, like on orchard boughs! 

Look! March-bloom, like on mealed-with-yellow sallows! 

These are indeed the barn; withindoors house 

The shocks. This piece-bright paling shuts the spouse 

Christ home, Christ and his mother and all his hallows. 

 

Best,

 

Melynda Huskey


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