Molech

Our wonderful world,
Our wonderful homes,
Of the customs and traditions;
But, no one is stronger than Yahweh!
Bye-bye to summer and hello to winter,
And like Nimrod and his 'mother-wife' Semiramis!
Bye-bye to winter and hello to summer,
And like the resurrection of nature after winter!
To Constantine the Emperor,
But, Nimrod married his mother.
To the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony,
With Easter Bunny and Easter Coloured Eggs!
And like the Aztecs of Mexico.
The goddess Ceres,
The German and the Celtic Yule rites;
And like a writer's ink!
But, Saturnalia became what is called Christmas today;
Yes, the very worship of the god Saturn!
Of the pagan customs,
Of the servants of Satan,

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poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Time For Clearance

Time for Clearance

I was in Norway once, the paradise of social democracy,
I saw many beggars, mostly Roma people who
the inhabitant wanted to get rid of or send them out of
town in the woods where they were not seen. If you are
beggar you got to beg where the people are, foxes and
sheep and have nothing to give. There is a strong sense
of nationalism in Norway. The police did not hesitate to
round up Jews and send them to concentration, and when
the war was over most of the police officers continued in
their work upholding the law. Norway as a nation has never
looked at itself and taking tally of the nation´s behavior
during war years, instead it is lauding the few who resisted
the Nazi occupation and made them into icons. They shot
Quisling but it didn´t stop what made a quisling possible.
Still has not done so. Oil made Norway rich, yet there
is poverty amongst the low paid and incomers for whom
there is little charity. The dark side of Scandinavia- violence, -
hate against people who are different from them… those

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poem by Oskar Hansen
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As a cabin boy on a Norwegian sailing ship I earned five kronen a week in addition to my keep.

quote by Fritz Sauckel
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At Hansteen's Bier

God, we thank Thee for the dower
Thou gavest Norway in his power,
Whom in the grave we now shall lay!
Starlit paths of thoughts that awe us
His spirit found; his deeds now draw us
To deeds, as mighty magnets play.
He was the first to stand
A light in our free land;
Of our present the first fair crown,
The first renown,
At Norway's feet he laid it down.

We his shining honors sharing,
And humble now his body bearing,
Shall sing with all the world our praise.
God, who ever guides our nation,
Hath called us to a high vocation
And shown where He our goal doth raise.
People of Norway, glad
Go on, as God us bade!

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poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Norse nature

(In Ringerike During The Student Meeting Of 1869)

We wander and sing with glee
Of glorious Norway, fair to see.
Let sweetly the tones go twining
In colors so softly shining
On mountain, forest, fjord, and shore,
'Neath heaven's azure arching o'er.

The warmth of the nation's heart,
The depth, the strength, its songs impart,
Here opens its eyes to greet you,
Rejoicing just now to meet you,
And giving, grateful for the chance,
In love a self-revealing glance.

Here wakened our history first,
Here Halfdan dreamed of greatness erst,
In vision of hope beholding
The kingdom's future unfolding,

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poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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September travel

September Travel

I’ve packed my suitcase ready to go to Norway in
September, extra jumpers, wooly socks and two
bottles of whisky; well, I’m only staying there for
four days, but there might be a war breaking out.

Booze is very expensive in Norway so I can’t go
into bars, but sit in a tiny hotel room drink good
whisky from a glass in the bathroom, the one used
to brush ones teeth in the morning.

I will be walking around in streets where no one
knows me, there will be rain and I have no umbrella,
and I will end up in one of those expensive bars,
just standing there drinking and talking to no one.

I have unpacked my suitcase, and opened one of
the bottles and sit in my favourite chair drinking

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poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
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Forward

'Forward! forward!'
Rang our fathers' battle-cry.
'Forward! forward!'
Norsemen, be our watchword high!
All that fires the spirit and makes the heart's faith bright,
For that we forward go with might
And faithful fight.

'Forward! forward!'
Whoso loves a home that's free.
'Forward! forward!'
Freedom's course must ever be.
Though it shall be tested by doubt and by defeat,
Who will the losses' count repeat
When vict'ries greet?

'Forward! forward!'
Whoso trusts in Norway's day.
'Forward! forward!'
Whoso goes our fathers' way.

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poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Second-Best

A Celtic spearman forcing the cromlech-builder's brown
daughter;
A blond Saxon, a slayer of Britons,
Building his farm outside the village he'd burned; a Norse
Voyager, wielder of oars and a sword,
Thridding the rocks at the fjord sea-end, hungry as a hawk;
A hungry Gaelic chiefling in Ulster,
Whose blood with the Norseman's rotted in the rain on a heather
hill:
These by the world's time were very recent
Forefathers of yours. And you are a maker of verses. The pallid
Pursuit of the world's beauty on paper,
Unless a tall angel comes to require it, is a pitiful pastime.
If, burnished new from God's eyes, an angel:
And the ardors of the simple blood showing clearly a little
ridiculous
In this changed world: write and be quiet.

poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Ode to Romantic Norse Language

The Romantic Norse Language

When my Norse sweetheart
Gazes into my eyes
Utters sweet Viking phrases
With soft sibilant sighs

As when she murmurs
“Swen, you’re my
only strukanoodlefleerten
Ah, such endearing phrases
Make my spirits rise

Milky complexion
and silken blonde hair
Occasion many admirers
To stop and stare

Melting my heart With a purr like a cat
Says sweetly, “Swen,

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poem by David Whalen
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All Norwegian children learn to swim when they are very young because if you can't swim it is difficult to find a place to bathe.

quote by Roald Dahl
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World News

World News

Obama won the election
With great elation
Yet the headlines in
Norwegian newspapers were
About cheese importation

poem by Oskar Hansen
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My father was a Norwegian who came from a small town near Oslo. He broke his arm at the elbow when he was 14, and they amputated it.

quote by Roald Dahl
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I had to inspect all fighter units in Russia, Africa, Sicily, France, and Norway. I had to be everywhere.

quote by Adolf Galland
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In Neverland

Trains do not go here anymore.
This is a night with plenty of light.
Norwegian forests to dry in the distance.
Open the window the sun will just come.

poem by Jankovic Zoran
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The War Of Shame

The War of Shame

Europe’s grand war
It was given permission
By US Of A
To conduct a war on its own
And Europe screwed it up

Leather boots on sand
Send in the Norwegians
Once occupied
They like to be invaders
Proper tiny fascists do

Like to blow up tanks
Calls it defence of freedom
Obese arsed twits
Inbred political elite
Saudi kingdom of the North

poem by Oskar Hansen
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Norwegian Wood

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me.
She showed me her room, is not it good, norwegian wood?
She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasnt a chair.
I sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
We talked until two and then she said, its time for bed.
She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh.
I told her I didnt and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke I was alone, this bird had flown.
So I lit a fire, is not it good, norwegian wood.

song performed by Alanis Morissette
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I think what I came through is great, but my son can take it to another level, not having to fight racism. His mother's a Norwegian and I'm mixed up four or five times, so he can face the world.

quote by James Brown
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I am about to get involved with the biggest cancer hospital in Norway. They are building a fitness center to work with patients. I will be a consultant.

quote by Grete Waitz
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People thought me a bit strange at first; a blond haired, blue-eyed Norwegian who sang Mexican folk songs, but I used it to my advantage and got a job. And so the music became my ticket to education.

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I remember my second game for England - we lost 2-0 to Norway, I was subbed and didn't do myself justice and I thought that was the end of my England career.

quote by Teddy Sheringham
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