Saturday, November 04, 2006

November 5th

Remember, remember, the 5th of November
Gunpowder Treason and plot ;
I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'Twas his intent.
To blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below.
Poor old England to overthrow.
By God's providence he was catch'd,
With a dark lantern and burning match

Holloa boys, Holloa boys, let the bells ring
Holloa boys, Holloa boys, God save the King!

Hip hip Hoorah !
Hip hip Hoorah !

A penny loaf to feed ol'Pope,
A farthing cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down,
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar,'
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head,
Then we'll say: ol'Pope is dead.

Exactly four-hundred one years ago (give or take a few minutes) Guy Fawkes was caught attempting to rig the Parliament building to explode during the opening session, attempting to kill the entire body and King James I. James was a Protestant and did not answer to the Pope which enraged the Catholics in the country. A group of them believed that killing the king would return the religious rule of the Roman Church to Britain. Naturally they all failed and were executed.


A fine looking young man said...

Good times, good times...

Mercy Now said...

Too bad Fawkes is not around to pull his stunt comes Jan 07 when the new Dem Congress take office:o)

BTW, you used 'faggot' which is not pol correct, you no good right wing Christian conservative fundamentalist who doesn't care about the loud mouth baby killing earth loving tree hugging right to die big govt liberals.

Polka Dotted Pickles said...

Yes, naturally. Oh, yeah, we need another dude like that to attempt mass assasination of Congress-in a few weeks. :) Okay, I am totally kidding. I don't want my online activities to be tracked and getting me in trouble. :)

Neemund said...

The Capital is actually a very nice and expensive building. I really wouldn't want to see it destroyed. As for the "faggot of sticks", I'll be sure to apologize to the next bundle of wood I throw into the wood stove tonight for repeating an archaic term. Then they’ll feel nice and gay as they’re burned to ashes.