Looking Out Through The Darkness (poem/rhyme)

Ronnie Crockett And His Precious Locket

Ronnie Crocket, had a locket,

Which he kept in his right pocket.

That was gold, so he was told,

Which he would let no one hold.

Why oh why, because it was a lie,

Now if it got stolen, no one would buy.

As it was fake, so what the heck,

It belonged to his father, for heavens sake.

Even though, poor Ronnie was slow,

On understanding others you know.

As people did say, he was a bit gay,

Well no he wasn't, he was ok.

Even though, he liked to go,

And do something’s like children you know.

Like play on the swings, totally bling,

As well as doing some childish things.

For one and all, he liked football,

Which was his passion I do recall?

Going to the park, to make his mark,

By scoring goals right from his heart.

Until one day, as Ronnie did play,

He dropped his locket, I say, I say.

Which made him mad and really sad?

Because it belonged to his dad.

Then he broke down upon the ground,

Crying and kicking all around.

Not saying why, he wanted to die,

As he prayed to God, way up high.

Oh please God, I’m a silly sod".

Said Ronnie Crocket as he began to sob.

Oh please help me, please you see,

For I’ve lost my locket my father gave me".

And God answered back, "oh what’s the crack,

It's to your left, make no mistake".

So Ronnie got up out of his rut,

Now there it was with sheer luck.

Oh thank you God, I’m a silly sod,

Oh thank you now that was a good job.

So Ronnie Crocket found his locket,

And put it back into his pocket.

Now everyday, before bed I say

Poor Ronnie Crocket would always pray.

Oh dear God, I cry, I sob,

I'll never again be a silly sod.

By Dr Geebers

Mr and Mrs Cold And Their Plan For Winter Gold

Mr and Mrs Cold law and behold,

Came out each winter, so I am told.

With Mr Snow and Mrs Snow,

To bring havoc, to the world we know.

By meeting up at Christmas time,

To mess around with human minds.

As this was the time of the miracle son,

Who brought belief to everyone?

"What could we do"? Said Mr Cold,

To his wife now getting old.

"I don't know my darling love,

Blow some gales from up above".

"We always do that". Said Mr Cold,

As he was thinking of something bold.

"I know, I know, what we can do,

Contact the family and you know who".

Said Mrs Cold, to Mr Cold,

As their plan, began to unfold.

"What contact Mr and Mrs Snow?

Do you think they'll want to go"?

Said Mr Cold, to Mrs Cold,

"Of course they will, now you've been told".

"Ok sweetheart, then so I will,

I'll contact them, even better still.

I'll give the Ices a little bell,

As they will love this I can tell".

Said Mr Cold to his wife,

"We got to do this in this life".

Then Mr Cold went to the phone,

Picked it up and heard a tone.

Then dialled his family one by one,

To see if they would like some fun.

"Who is this"? Was the reply?

"It's Mr Cold, why oh why".

"What do you want"? Said Mr Snow,

"I was wondering if you'd like to go".

"You where wondering if I'd like to go where,

As if I really, really care".

"Go cause some havoc, at it's best,

Against these humans and the rest".

"Yes Mr Cold, sounds good to me,

You got a plan for us to see".

"Yes I have and definitely do,

Have a plan". As their plot grew.

"Sounds good to me now Mr Cold".

Said Mr Snow seeing the gold.

Thinking yes it's payback time,

To create havoc, that sounds fine.

"I'll call you soon and we will see,

The plan of action for us to agree".

"Ok, ok". Said Mr Snow,

Very excited to have a go.

Then Mr Cold phoned Mr Ice,

"Hello who's this"? Answered someone nice.

"It's Mr Cold, why who is this".

"It's little Miss Ice". "Oh sorry Miss".

"Is your father over there"?

"Hold on a moment and I’ll get him I swear".

"Hello Mr Cold, what's up my man"?

"Fancy joining in, in a mad little plan".

"What is this plan now Mr Cold".

"A massive storm, now law and behold.

Freezing the world, oh for sure,

Making it ours, so white and pure".

"Sounds good to me my friend you see,

Have you a plan for us to see".

Said Mr Ice now being nice,

As he through in all his dice.

"Yes I have and definitely do,

Have a plan of action for you".

Said Mr Cold now being cool,

Because he was no kind of fool.

"I'll see you soon, ok my man,

So we can go through this wee plan.

And all the obstacles in our way,

To pull this of, I say, I say".

Ok Mr Cold I'll see you soon,

You crazy old crazy loon".

"Why thank you Ice, cheers for that,

You stupid little dopey brat".

Said Mr Cold, to Mr Ice,

"I'll see you soon with good advice".

Then two weeks later, they did meet,

To discuss their plan, nice and discreet.

With no one around to hear a sound,

So no one knew what’s going down.

"Now this is the plan". Mr Cold did say,

"I'll blow my trumpet at beginning of play.

To make the air as cold as sin,

Then the Snow family you can join in.

And do your best to win, win, win,

As we cause havoc and dreadful sin.

Which will be dangerous in the sky?

As Mr Sun will come and try.

To do his best to stop our plot,

So we'll need help from the cloudy lot.

So will someone tell them to block his way?

So we have no trouble hopefully that day.

Then after the Snow family have done their bit,

Then you the Ice family can let rip.

Making everything turn to ice,

So we can freeze them humans nice.

Bit by bit until we win,

Killing of life through evil and sin".

"Sounds like a good plan". Said Mr Snow,

"When will this happen so we can go",
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"You'll get a bell anytime soon,

And then the world it will be doomed.

Into silence so we can be free,

To live our life’s the way we see".

"Mr Cold that’s a good plan,

I'm very amazed you understand.

That you got this far without a hitch,

And not a word from that witch.

The wicked one that comes from hell,

With flames of fire from the devils spell".

"Don't worry about her, she’s no threat,

She hates the humans don't forget.

As she’s been trying for many years,

To kill the humans so have no fear".

"I see, I see now Mr Cold,

Well that’s one good thing to be told".

Said Mr Ice now having a laugh,

Thinking this was easy and totally daft.

"Remember what happens in perfect song,

Because the humans are smart and strong.

"I see, I see now Mr Cold"

Said Mr Snow as he strolled.

To the door and stood still,

"Don't you worry the humans we'll kill.

Mark my words this winters ours,

Forever and ever and not for hours.

Said Mr Snow as quick as you like,

"I'll see that cloudy bunch tonight.

Then when you give that final bell,

The world will be ours, I can tell".

Then one week later, the call was sent,

It was time to go, so of they went.

Out in force, now boys and girls,

To take over our beautiful world.

Now Mr Cold started with ease,

Coming in with a gentle breeze.

Then Mr Snow he gave it a go,

Falling lightly as you know.

Getting heavier, right not wrong,

With the winds becoming strong.

Bringing drifts and blizzards to,

Then night time came, out of the blue.

For Mr Ice to start his part,

With all his love, in his heart.

Turning everything into ice,

Which made conditions not very nice?

But the humans coped for a while,

Staying indoors in comfort and style.

Not knowing that they where set up,

By Mr Cold the crazy nut.

Until one month later, when things got worse,

Then the humans knew, they where under a curse.

Which made them pray, day by day?

A couple at first, I say, I say.

Then a few more joined in now as well,

Then even more to break this spell.

The more that prayed, the more it worked,

To stop this craziness from this jerk.

The ice started melting and so did the snow,

Then things got better I hope you know.

The sun came out in a bright blue sky,

Giving the humans belief so high.

Melting the ice, melting the snow,

Stopping the cold in the world we know.

Stopping all evil in a natural way,

So the humans could see the light of day.

As a miracle happened without a choice,

That’s because of a heavenly voice.

"I hear you humans cry for me,

To help you out, in prayer so free".

As God he said "let there be light".

While turning evil to make things right.

So thank you Lord, the humans did pray,

For showing us the light and saving our day.

For your our saviour from up above,

That’s brought us Jesus with all your love.

To give us something forever to hold,

And that’s pure love for the young and the old.

By Dr Geebers

Master Snoblet And His Golden Goblet

Master Snoblet was a gentle young soul,

That came from a family of wealth,

Who didn't understand his roll,

For he had a fortune of health.

Until this day he went for walk,

Away across his land,

That made him want to stand and talk,

To someone less far grand.

"How do you do my fine old fellow?

How are you today?

I hope you know". He began to bellow,

"It’s a beautiful day".

"It sure is". Said the little old man,

Shacking and nodding his head,

As he was there being calm,

For he was poaching it’s said.

"Can I ask you please old man,

Why do you steal from us?

Is it because that you can,

Or is it because you must".

"Well to be honest I live in a hut,

Way deep in the woods,

Because I’m in a little rut,

And need to poach my food".

"Oh I see so you come here,

To steal what you can eat",

"Yes that’s right and have no fear,

Because I keep things neat.

While I live here of this land,

That I really treasure,

For it helps me you understand,

And gives me lots of pleasure".

"That sounds good my little friend,

But why do this for free,

Where we could give you money to spend,

If you where paid a fee.

"I know, I know, what you do say,

To me now Master Snoblet,

But your father whose is grey,

Drinks out of a golden goblet.

And while he does the miserable sod,

Then I shall stay where I am,

For at least I know that I have God,

To keep me alive on land".

"Why say that, my fathers good,

To all the people he knows".

"Excuse me Master for being rude,

But money is what he grows.

He don't care about those whose dieing,

Or the people like little old me,

He thinks of himself and I’m not lying,

For money is what he sees.

Where I just see survival now,

Upon this beautiful land,

And when that day comes oh somehow,

I'll hope you'll understand".

"Who are you to tell me what?

How and when and where,

For I know what I’ve been taught,

And that’s never to care.

As long as you know what to do,

In business to stay ahead,

Don’t worry about the things round you?

And you'll be alright it’s said".

"I don't think so, that’s not true,

And your father will find out for free,

You've got to help the ones round you,

Or he'll end up like me.

All alone without a bean,

 Or even a friend as well,

And when that happens life is mean,

Now I can surely tell.

So trust me now like God above,

And someday you will see,

When hatred strikes with all its love,

You'll come looking for me.

To help you out Master Snoblet,

To change your life around,

As long as you bring that golden goblet,

To help the sick in town".

"What ever you say now little old man,

But I will not come back,

Not never ever is my plan,

Not down this muddy track".

So of he ran on his heels,

As quick as quick as can be,

Never to return to make this deal,

Well so he thought you see.

When all of a sudden five years later,

His father took a stroke,

But all his money that was on paper,

Made him totally broke.

Except for this goblet he knew in his mind,

But didn't know what to do,

For all his friends at the time,

Deserted him now to.

So Master Snoblet made the trip,

Back across his land,

And waited there for a bit,

To see this fine old man.

"I told you so now didn't I,

That you would definitely be back,

To find out before I die,

To get your life on track".

"Yes you did and I am sorry,

For not believing you,

And now I want to stop the worry,

To make life better to.

For we have lost all the land,

And all the things we own,

So you where right you understand,

So I’ve come here to moan.

And find out what I need to know,

So life’s a better place,

For my fathers sick you know,

Which is a big disgrace".

"Yes I understand my friend,

And I will help you for sure,

To do what’s right upon this land,

To help the sick and poor.

So come with me my little friend,

And see the things I see,

For I know now in the end,

That you have been like me.

No matter what you got in life,

You got to understand,

There’s people that have stress and strife,

All upon this land.

With some of them without a roof,

And lots of them all ill,

You got to see now all the proof,

To help them better still.

This is why my little friend,

I told you to bring that goblet,

Even if its not money we send,

Its goods then Master Snoblet.

Things to barter, things to sell,

All around this world,

To help the people who need help,

Like all our boys and girls".

"Oh thank you sir for being so kind,

For showing me life’s a winner,

At least I know now in my mind,

That you'll come round for dinner.

For I will get what I deserve,

Through the means of love,

While I see and observe,

Through our God above".

So of he went on life’s tour,

To see what he could do,

To help the sick and the poor,

Through all the knowledge he knew.

And to his amazement he seen the light,

In a very explicit way,

So he could do what was right,

To help out others each day.

Because money doesn’t mean a thing,

No not in any case,

But love is something that’s totally bling,

That brings a smile through grace.

By Dr Geebers