Tweedledumdee

When Tweedledum and Tweedledee,

Agreed to have a battle,

'Cause Tweedledum thought Tweedledee,

Had spoiled his nice new rattle;

Tweedledum and Tweedledee,

Met in an uneven battling field,

(For Tweedledum set the rules of the game,

In naïve Tweedledee’s name!)

Such that Tweedledee’s every loss,

Would be Tweedledum’s every yield!

But it favors none, nature is fair,

A Tweedledeedumland would not gain;

A trickle of chance to bear,

Oblate Dum rejoicing at prolate Dee in pain.

Mamma mia!

Those laborious months of pains
Through the unusual body gains,
The nocturnal heart's burning,
The nauseas in the morning,
The tablets of bloods high,
And of headaches taken nigh,
And the patience through all this,
With gracious anticipation,
Makes you shine as the only star,
In all the realms of creation.

The beauty of life

Two pedestrian souls
Meet in a circle of love
And branch out in three:
Forever bound by that magical truth,
Of the eternal evolutionary.
That beauteous feeling of eudamonia,
That one-ness of purpose in three:
What wonderful a thing the world!
And the bondage of freedom is free!

Like a Stoic

The transient pleasures of life,
How cool they seem to be had:
If only they lasted forever,
Forever would I be glad.
The transient mishaps of life,
How cruel they seem to be had:
If only they lasted for good,
Forever would I feel bad!
But the eternal good in life,
Is the Wisdom that with it cometh:
Temperance and Courage in difficulties,
And the service of Justice beyond loyalties!
The eternal bad in life is vice:
The vicious pursuit of things unjust, unkind;
It spits fire when ices suffice,
And suffocates the heart and poisons the mind.

Hipparchia

The queen of wisdom
And the shatterer of norms,
The calm treader
Despite the storms!
The one full of disdain
Of a society stuck in the past,
For undeserved primal pain
Of status quo's broken mast.
Hipparchia, you beautiful being,
An inspiration to many a soul,
You broke the glass ceiling,
With wisdom and not a ball-
Fame and riches: never your goal-
Now shall you live forever in fame,
With many calling your name.

Quando a Roma...

Quando a Roma, si parla
In la lingua bella;
E quando qui si scrive
Delle buone e cattive!
Quando a Roma, si vede
Cose piccole e grande;
Ma non si ha pazienza d'ascoltare:
Tut'insieme vanno a parlare!
Quando a Roma si mangia,
Pizza Romanna da Perugia,
E si beve birra e vino,
Da lontano e vicino!
Solo a Roma si visita
Un paese in una citta!

Ambush

Better the enemy in my darkest days,
Than the friend with fake smiles,
For from the enemy I expect less,
And from the friend, no guiles.
To me, don't pretend to smile,
If you don't mean it from the heart,
For better the enemy that frowns,
Than the friend smiles I shared,
Who bites me behind my back,
Or ambushes me to get me scared.
Better the enemy that hates my guts,
And calls the spade a spade,
Than the friend that beguiles,
With uncouth smiles that evade.