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Ack Värmeland du fria, or, Du Gamla, Du Fria Värmland.

Ack Värmeland du fria, or Du Gamla, Du Fria Värmland.

Once upon a time, 50 years ago, at a “Gasque”(a get together of students from Chalmers Univesity of Technology and the Royal University of Technology) i sang this song.

It has since been published in the song-book Flerstämt (Notfabriken).

The song has changed during the years, but this is how it was sung the first time.

Ack Värmeland du fria, du fjällhöga nord, Du tysta bland Svea Rikes länder.

Du tronar på minnen, förlovade land Då ärad jag ändå återvänder.

Ja där vill jag leva och bli vad jag var.

Ja jag vill leva, ja-ga mig en mö.Då vet jag att aldrig dö I Norden.

 

Ack Värmeland du fria

 

Obama changes the law so illegal aliens can get Obamacare. Verse 21 in the impeachment song.

On Tuesday, Oct 25 in Chicago Obama made a speech on immigration reform, and he was interrupted by some hecklers.Obama said that the protesters were right about a lot of illegal immigrants getting deported but that he was acting to change it.

Then he said:“What you’re not paying attention to is the fact that I just took an action to change the law,”

On another front Barack Obama’s Health and Human Services Secretary Sylvia Burwell recently told a group of Latino bloggers in an online chat that the Obama administration wants to make Obamacare available for illegal aliens.

Which brings us to verse 21 of the rapidly growing impeachment song:

I just changed the law, beware,

Illegals get Obamacare.

You are rich, you all can share

with aliens, impeach me if you dare.

 

And here is the whole impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

.

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

.

Open borders was my thing

Of amnesty for all I sing.

And Jihadists here to bring

I wanted to be Caliph and King.

.

Sharyl Atkisson was framed.

We planted secrets, she’ll be blamed.

But, she found out what we aimed.

A Quisling I am, but not ashamed.

 

Amnesty by my decree,

myself an alien, don’t you see

Constitutionality?

I’m Emp’ror, no laws apply to me.

.

In Ferguson, show no remorse;

I gave advice: “You stay the course”.

Arson, riots, join “the force”.

Alinsky has been my best resource.

.

I just changed the law, beware,

Illegals get Obamacare.

You are rich, you all can share

with aliens, impeach me if you dare.

.

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

The riots in Ferguson. One more verse to the impeachment song.

In Ferguson, show no remorse;

I gave advice: “You stay the course”.

Arson, riots, join “the force”.

Alinsky has been my best resource.

And here is the whole impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

.

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

.

Open borders was my thing

Of amnesty for all I sing.

And Jihadists here to bring

I wanted to be Caliph and King.

.

Sharyl Atkisson was framed.

We planted secrets, she’ll be blamed.

But, she found out what we aimed.

A Quisling I am, but not ashamed.

 

Amnesty by my decree,

myself an alien, don’t you see

Constitutionality?

I’m Emp’ror, no laws apply to me.

.

In Ferguson, show no remorse;

I gave advice: “You stay the course”.

Arson, riots, join “the force”.

Alinsky has been my best resource.

.

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

Amnesty? One more verse to the impeachment song.

Amnesty by my decree,

myself an alien, don’t you see?

Constitutionality?

I’m Emp’ror, no laws apply to me.

And here is the whole impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

.

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

.

Open borders was my thing

Of amnesty for all I sing.

And Jihadists here to bring

I wanted to be Caliph and King.

.

Sharyl Atkisson was framed.

We planted secrets, she’ll be blamed.

But, she found out what we aimed.

A Quisling I am, but not ashamed.

 

Amnesty by my decree,

myself an alien, don’t you see

Constitutionality?

I’m Emp’ror, no laws apply to me.

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

Sharyl Atkisson, the latest verse in the impeachment song.

sharyl-attkisson-cbs-resign-620x435Sharyl Atkisson was framed.

We planted secrets, she’ll be blamed.

But, she found out what we aimed.

A Quisling I am, but not ashamed.

And here is the whole impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

.

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

.

Open borders was my thing

Of amnesty for all I sing.

And Jihadists here to bring

I wanted to be Caliph and King.

.

Sharyl Atkisson was framed.

We planted secrets, she’ll be blamed.

But, she found out what we aimed.

A Quisling I am, but not ashamed.

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

Two more verses to the Impeachment song

The impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

Two more verses added:

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

.

The whole song keeps growing and growing:
.
Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

.

Children crossing Rio Grande;

As shields they get the welcome hand;

Open borders for my band;

Jihadists, and thugs will rule your land.

.

Lois Lerner lost her mail.

My IRS began to fail.

Soon I am no chief to hail,

Guantanamo next – and post no bail!

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

Life is a gas (CO2 that is)! A poem by Kevin Benn

Kevin Benn of  Malmö, Sweden writes with some poetry…

to have an outlet for his frustration at not being able to engage local politicians or journalists in an open discussion about climate science and policy.

LIFE IS A GAS!

Life is a gas – CO2 – 
(and oxygen, of course)
But to say that it drives the climate
Puts proverbial cart before horse.

What Al Gore said in his lecture,
Unbacked by observable proof,
Turned out to be pure conjecture –
An inconvenient truth…

The ice-core samples from Vostok
Plotting temperature change over time
Revealed that in fact CO2 change
Lags hundreds of years behind.

Greenland was green when the Vikings
Settled a millennium ago;
While Frost Fairs were held on the Thames
Six centuries later, or so.

The IPCC used a Mann-made stick
To flatten this bumpy graph
To prove to us all – Q.E.D. –
That this life-giving gas ‘ain’t no larf!’

They say, thanks to human endeavour,
Our carbon footprints expand
Playing all hell with the weather
And flooding both ocean and land.

Once upon a time, CO2
Was a colourless, non-toxic gas;
Now: ”an anthropogenic emission”
On a mission to fry us, en masse.

The bottom line is that this vapour,
In solid or gaseous form,
Will turn the world into a greenhouse
Globally warmer than warm!

Mass production and consumption
Took off at the end of the war.
Despite Kyoto and Cops and Cap’n trade
CO2 levels continue to soar.

Fossil fuels, factories and flying machines
All add their bit to a graph
That rises each year exponentially
When it ought to be falling by half.

The temperature curve, however,
Just will not play the game:
Rise, fall, rise for a century
Then 17 years the same!

Elaborate computer models
Are the IPCC’s crystal ball
None of which have predicted
The recent no-warming-at-all!

Climate Science is now a religion
Where AGW is PC
And the MSM censure everything
Bar the Gospel of IPCC.

So worship the great god Consensus,
Believe what it tells you is Truth;
Or else you’ll be branded Denier
And your views will be taken as proof!

High Priest Strong said at Rio –
Leaving Greens to fill in the gaps –
”Isn’t the only hope for the planet
That the industrialised nations collapse?”

Now that’s hardly a secret agenda;
The Club of Rome endorsed it too:
”All we need is the right major crisis…”
And the scapegoat is – you know who!

So now parties of all creeds and colours
Profess to this climate-smart code:
Nature should be a museum
Back in pre-industrial mode.

The Germans have ‘Energiewende’,
Exchanging nuclear power for coal;
The Brits import timber from Canada
To spruce up their CO2 goals.

The rest of the Greens look to EU
To tax us all off the map
Survivors will catch the Royal Virus,
Prince Philip – jolly old chap!

Meanwhile, in the real world, the future
Has billions of new mouths to feed.
So ‘power plants’ must be provided
To supply them with all that they need.

Electricity and food for all
Means carbon dioxide, you see,
In South America, Africa, Asia…
Rather than just you and me.

Now 400 parts per million
Historically speaking’s quite small
So it’s thanks to a gentle warming
That the planet is greening at all.

For ask any market gardener
What the Greenhouse Effect means to them
And they’ll tell you that king-sized veggies
Crave 1200 ppm.

The more CO2, then, the better;
Photosynthesis thrives on the stuff.
So frack up both oil and shale gas;
Of which there is more than enough.

And let us pray Global Warming
Doesn’t take a turn for the worse
As its cousin, Global Cooling,
Is definitely more of a curse.

For Climate Change is the default –
The null-hypothetical state.
On those that say Man overrides this
The burden of proof is great.

For the climate has always been changing;
Change is here to stay.
As King Canute showed on the seashore,
Man cannot keep Nature at bay!

So, historians, when you review our time
And our hysterical CO2 show,
Remember that Mankind can’t be blamed
For your landscape of ice and snow.

The impeachment song (Updated with Jihadists for deserter exchange)

The impeachment song: (To the tune of “Please release me, let me go”)

The latest verse now deals with the Jihadists for deserter prisoner exchange:

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

The whole song now goes like this:
.
Please impeach me, let me go
I can’t usurp it any more
Make decisions is a chore
and bargain, it is to me a bore.
.
I believed in change and hope.
It changed for worse, I cannot cope
I began to sulk and mope
I am at the end of my rope.
.
I have had all I can take
Dethrone me now for goodness sake
Lest a bigger mess I make
So check my credentials, I’m a fake.
.
I was made in U.S.A.,
but born in Kenya, so they say.
ineligible to play
commander, defrock me, don’t delay.
.
Nothing I did was a hit.
I acted more like a nit-wit.
Dad was just a drunken Brit.
Depose me, I’m not allowed to quit.
.
Please, I am but one lame duck
The grizzly moms have too much pluck
I am scared they’ll go amok
So boot me, your country starts to suck.
.
Sacrificed the SEAL team six
I heaved them all the old deep-six
Add Grand Treason to the mix
Disbar me! This dog has no more tricks.
.
Fast and Furious was my pace
And that’s how I did win the race.
It did blow up in my face
So launch me somewhere to outer space.
.
In Benghazi people died
And Hillary and Rice both lied.
I was AWOL, went to hide.
So face it: I’ve joined the other side.
.
AP bothered me with facts.
I spied on all their phone contacts.
That’s how a thin-skinned guy reacts,
My next move? Guantanamo barracks.
.
IRS was my best friend.
With thugs on which I did depend.
But they failed me in the end.
So jail me, or this will never end.
.
When those phony scandals broke
I shrugged my head, I’m just a bloke.
It’s not lies, I just misspoke.
I fooled you twice, now we all are broke.

VA healthcare, it is said:
Deny, delay until they’re dead.
Be found out, it is my dread
my epitaph will state: You have been had.

.

Ten* Jihadists did I free

for one deserter**, look at me;

breaking laws for all to see;

You gave me your vote, it had to be.

 

*Five Jihadists were released last year as a goodwill gesture to get the negotiations with the Taliban moving, then five more for the exchange.

** The charge of deserter is unproven. I chose to use it rather than the most probable term “defector”. I have to do it since Susan Rice prematurely declared he served with “honor and distinction” which is wrong to claim in the middle of an investigation.

The earlier verses on this video:

Some thoughts around the bird feeder. A Limerick.

A wonderland here at Penn State;

my camera and I lay in wait.

I am feeding the birds,

but I can’t find the words.

Praise God! Soon they’ll sing, find a mate.DSC_0006

The train-wreck that is Obama-care. A Song.

Train-wreck, train-wreck, I despair. Train-wrecked is Obama-care.obamacarestamp

Website broke beyond repair.  It is Obama-scare.

 

I’ll be lost without health-care, Go without I would not dare

My old plans don’t have a prayer, too good to be deemed fair.

 

Cost is more than doubled too. No, Sebelius, that won’t do.

But her attitude comes through: “I do not work for you”.

 

Crony-ism to the sky, Obama gave his reason why:

“No-one is more mad than I.” Wasn’t  that a true reply?

 

Train-wreck, train-wreck, I despair. Train-wrecked is Obama-scare.

Common sense was never there.  But Obama doesn’t care.

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