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Yankee (yan’ke’), n.

(circa 1882)

YANKEE TAKEN FROM – THE IMPERIAL DICTIONARY OF THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE

 

(A word of uncertain origin. The most common explanation seems also the most plausible, namely, that it is a corrupt pronunciation of English or of Fr. Anglais formerly current among the American Indians.

   In Bartlett’s Dictionary of Americanisms a statement is quoted to the effect that Yengees or Yenkees was a name originally given by the Massachusetts Indians to the English colonists, and that it was afterwards adopted by the Dutch on the Hudson, who applied the term in contempt to all the people of New England.

 Bartlett also quotes a statement of Heck-welder (an authority on Indian matters), who affirmed that the Indians applied the term Yengees specially to the New Englanders as contradistinguished  from the Virginians or Long Knives, and the English proper or Saggenash. As early as 1713 it is said to have been a common cant word at Cambridge, Mass, in the sense of good or excellent, being probably borrowed by the students from the Indians, to whom a ‘ Yankee’ article would be synonymous with an excellent one, from the superiority of the white man in mechanical arts.)

 A cant name for a citizen of New England.

During the American Revolution the name was applied to all the insurgents; and during the civil war it was the common designation of the Federal soldiers by the Confederates.   In Britain the term is sometimes applied generally to all natives of the United States.

 

Yankee – Doodle (yang-ke-do’di), n

A famous air, now regarded as American and national.   In reality the air is an old English one, called Nankey Doodle, and had some derisive reference to Cromwell.    It is said that the brigade under Lord Percy, after the battle of Lexington, marched out of Boston playing this tune in derisive and punning allusion to the name Yankee, and the New Englanders adopted the air in consideration of the fact that they had made the British dance to it.

The really national tune of the whole United States, however, is ‘Hail, Columbia!  -2 A Yankee. ‘Hot Yankee-doodles,’                   Moore. (Ludicrous.)

The really national tune of the whole United States, however, is ‘Hail, Columbia!  -2 A Yankee. ‘Hot Yankee-doodles,’                   Moore. (Ludicrous.)

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Green to Blue

Green to blew my heart is true
See in the sky, how high I fly looking down,
Do you see that town?
Nothing is moving because of you
Your slumber makes the world stand still
Arise, wake up, the moons had enough
See the sun’s rays, beyond  hill range?
He’s holding still, waiting for Jill
Even the rain,  waiting patiently

Come sweet child open thy eyes
Eastern wind won’t even blow
The birds are waiting need fly high
To swoop and dive before they die
Oh come, wake up sleepy head-why

Do we have to blow?
the wake-up horn
A mighty raw, wake the heavens for sure
The stars they twinkle, waiting, so still
I’m flying high waiting for Jill

Green to blue the sea needs to move
Moon; she turns our ocean tides

Wow betide – time to rise make some pies

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SCAM

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There’s a young lady who writes from afar
what of you I know I’m a pa not a ma
Might I find her

So wonderful in a parade
She’s pretty and slim

Petite, her taste palate

What can I say my heart be smitten in a cage
Sparkling bright

Sky blue eye’s don’t be folate
Without a word her story unfolds

Rolling waves
A golden sun drenched beach

Heat that beats

Exercise to keep her form

 Racing, pacing clock
She writes with love

 Her heart in a block
One is so very smart

Tumbling Roadside Park
She’s travelled the world

Oh! So far air miles smile

Wanting to settle

Oh! Where Hungary dine for two
Could we ever meet or speak knowing none but thee
Is there one or two out of frame

 Pretty little picture
Don’t blame who ever whom takes

Still it brakes

 Motion

It could be a very good mate

 wanting to rush needed a push
So one’s asking could we date

It’s all in the timing surly mate
Letter or email even a text always most days some late
Let’s see how we go so slow

Not a care in the world starry eyes

Don’t rush me duck don’t buck

I’m always reading a book

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Nefertiti

I saw a Wren
shall I tell Gwen

Their on a branch
not on a ranch

Little Robin sitting,
No Batman near
Oh’ dear,

So close we were
looking not a care

Into the wood
no Teddy bears here

Now to the meadow
buttercup yellow
Yellowstone Park
not in the dark

Butterflies flitter
seemingly nowhere to go
Do you remember Trigger ?
then on the corolla for a little feed

So many weeds
do not want your need

Do you live in a State with alligators?
Oh” my, see corrugators
not pleased
see you later

I am going to the Nile to see Crocodiles
I might just run a mile
poor young “TUT” had a horse run over his butt

Beautiful Nefertiti did not need her Tee tees
having six girls and all with the last, her son
young king “TUT”
Nefertiti is also known as Nafteta, – “the beauty has come”

Now back to the States,
how long must I wait
for ups with my fright?.

 

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