Frank's Page

This can happen only in India. People take the law into their own hands.
A woman had an affair with a married man. His wife came to know about it. She along with a group of other women accosted the woman. They kicked her, punched her and pulled her hair. The beating was so severe that the woman succumbed to her injuries. The law is yet to take its own course.

Today a black bear strayed out of Manas National park and attacked a man. The irate villagers chased the bear and mercilessly beat it to death. Uncle Frank is sad at this event.

Today is Sunday,
What a glorious day it has been,
Plenty of sunshine has been seen,
The day has gone off well for uncle Frank,
He put off for tomorrow his visit to the bank,
Sunday has always been a day of rest,
He spent the day after his return from church in a pair of shorts and a vest,
Uncle Frank spent sometime in his garden,
Tending to the plants, shrubs and flowers and trees as well,
The weather today was simply swell,
The perfume from the flowers was heady,
But all the same uncle Frank's head was steady,
He did some weeding even though it was his day of rest,
And got rid of many a garden pest,
The weather all through the day was extremely fine,
At dinner time uncle Frank had a sip of wine.

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Today is Sunday,
Its a brand new day,
The sun is out and shining,
On Sunday uncle Frank believes in outside dining,
He has his breakfast, lunch and dinner out,
His wife also has some respite from daily cooking,
She and uncle Frank dress in their Sunday best,
He is always ahead of the rest,
He has passed every test,
Sunday is also a day of rest for him,
In church he always sings a hymn,
He spends his time in prayer,
He shows that he cares,
He also shares.

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Tomorrow is Sunday the seventh day of the week,
Uncle Frank has a build like Adonis the Greek,
He takes complete rest on a Sunday,
Its also a fun day,
Uncle Frank does not go out to play,
But he always has something to say,
He goes to church,
Where he finds a cosy perch,
There are many pews,
He pays up his church dues,
The weather should be fine tomorrow,
Uncle Frank is not the type of man to either beg or borrow.

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Tomorrow is Saturday the sixth day of the week,
Uncle Frank always tries to be humble and meek,
The Lord has shown us the Way,
We have to only listen to what He has to say,
He lived on this earth for only three years,
He taught us how to get rid of all our fears,
The Lord is exceedingly great,
With Him in our hearts we don't have to worry about our fate,
He is always ready to take care of us,
He does so without any fuss,
We have to place our utmost trust in Him,
Daily we have to sing to Him a hymn,
We can count on the Lord day in and day out,
He will guard us without a doubt,
He is our helpmate,
He will come to our rescue soon or late.

Today is Friday the fifth day of the week,
Uncle Frank's house roof has developed a leak,
Due to the incessant rain,
It was driving him insane,
Now he has to get a mason to repair the leak,
The leak has made the roof quite weak,
This will all cost a bit of money,
For breakfast uncle Frank had bread and honey,
Fortunately today is a bright clear day,
The repair can be attended to without any delay,
Uncle Frank knows a good mason who's good at his job,
For repairing the leak he will have to pay a few bob,
It does not matter,
If the leak is not set right today the roof may shatter.

Come to India for a holiday. Visit Coorg the Scotland of India.
Go to site http://www.holidayincoorg.webs.com
email address holidayincoorg@gmail.com

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Today is Thursday the fourth day of the week,
The weather today is so cold and bleak,
It has been raining like this for many days,
And there is no signs of the sun's warm rays,
On days such as this one does not know what to do,
One and all feel oh so blue,
The best thing to do is sing a song,
Then nothing will ever go wrong,
You can play scrabble,
Or just listen to a little babe babble,
Let us hope the weather will be clear and bright tomorrow,
Otherwise the mood everywhere will be one of sorrow.

Visit site http://www.holidayincoorg.webs.com
Come to India for a holiday,
You can enjoy your trip all the way,
Spend a few days at Coorg Coffee Cabana,
Its a home away from home,
The weather all through the year is fine,
While on the coffee estate you can have plenty of wine or other spirits,
You can go fishing,
You can go river rafting,
Or just wander about the estate,
You don't have to wait,
You will bump into a group of wild boar,
You can shoot one of them and have it for lunch or dinner,
They are very tasty,
Or while you go around you may bump into a herd of elephant,
Better keep out of their way,
For there is no knowing what they may do,
They are best kept at a distance,
Then there is a trek in the forest,
You may spot a tiger, wild bison, and deer of different species,
Elephants also can be seen in their hordes,
They come to the nearest watering hole for a bath and a swim,
It is good to watch them from a safe distance,
So come to Coorg Coffee Cabana and enjoy your holiday.

Today is Wednesday the third day of the week,
Uncle Frank is unique,
He is very humble and meek,
He is on his toes every day of the week,
He runs an ambulance service,
24 hours a day,
Every day of the week,
There is nothing for him to seek,
He helps sisters and brothers,
And all others,
He is always on call,
24 hours a day,
To help one and all,
He feels it is his duty,
There is nothing else better for him to do.

Today is Tuesday the second day of the week,
Uncle Frank is going sailing up the creek,
He is taking along with him Billy the goat,
In intrepid Madonna his lovely sailing boat,
Billy is going for his last sail ride,
For betide,
There is going to be a feast,
Uncle Frank will sacrifice the poor beast,
Billy's time is up,
By eventide one and all on Billy's flesh will sup,
Uncle Frank is a bit sad,
He hopes he is not doing anything bad.

http://www.holidayincoorg.webs.com,
This is the site to visit for a lovely holiday,
The trip will be simply unforgetable,
You will have a wonderful time at Coorg Coffee Cabana,
There you can have more than just one banana,
There's fishing if you feel like it,
Or you can curl up under a coffee bush and read a book,
Or you can just go all around the coffee estate and look,
You may spot a group of wild boar who are on their way,
You should see the way they sway,
If you are lucky you may spy upon a herd of elephant,
But you had better get out of their way,
You must allow them to have their say,
Its their territory,
They have the right of way,
You will see plenty of bees humming away,
Or a group of butterflies of different hues and colours,
They are always beautiful to look at,
One of them may land up on your hat,
If you wander through the thickets you may see bison and deer,
You can look at them without any fear,
If you wish you can go river rafting,
That's one way to pass the time,
Uncle Frank has come to the end of his little rhyme.

Today is Monday,
The first day of the week,
Today is the day to seek,
And ask and you shall find,
But you must not be unkind,
Knock and it shall be opened unto you,
You don't have to feel blue,
These are the Lord's word,
None of it is absurd,
So abide by it,
And you shall be fit.

Today is Sunday,
It is a day of rest,
You go to church,
Find a perch,
A few lurch,
Some others are on a search,
Sunday is a good day,
To also spend with friends,
And make amends,
This does not cost anything,
It calls for a change of heart,
That's the best part,
So enjoy your Sunday,
For tomorrow is an altogether new day.

Visit http://www.Coorgcoffeecabana.webs.com,
It's a home away from home,
The cabana is built in the middle of a coffee estate,
It's a beautiful place,
The window and door curtains are of dainty lace,
The rooms are well laid out,
The food served is wholesome and tasty,
You can't think of a better place to spend the weekend,
So come on a visit to Coorg.

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email adress is holidayincoorg@gmail.com

There is a school in Narampady, Kerala, India,
The school is in a dilapidated condition,
Only the first floor of the new building is ready,
Another floor is to be constructed,
For which a sum of Rs 20 lakhs is required,
I have already donated whatever I could,
Are you'll in the mood,
Please come forward,
And help me raise the required funds,
So that the poor destitute children of Narampady,
HAVE A ROOF ABOVE THEIR HEADS,
I hope my plea,
Will not fall on deaf ears.

I blog for myself,
Come what may,
Whatever be the day,
I am always happy and gay,
There is no other way,
This is the only way,
From here to San Francisco Bay,
Be happy,
And yappy,
Be yourself,
Not himself, or herself but thyself,
That's the only way to go,
Then you'll be ready for the Rodeo.

Today is Thursday,
Its a great day,
The sun is shining,
No one is whining,
The birds are singing,
They are also winging,
They are on their way,
Frank has something to say,
He had a great day,
One and all he met seemed happy and gay,
What a day,
It's not the merry month of May,
The weather is fine,
All you need to do is have a little wine,
THEN LIFE WILL BE ABSOLUTELY DIVINE.

Assembly polls have been held in three states in India,
One state is South of the Vindhyas,
And the other two to the North of India,
Something to do with the Raja of Scindia,
Well the people of the respective states voted yesterday,
What a day,
The voter turnout in Maharashtra was poor,
We don't know for sure,
In Harayana and Arunachal Pradesh it was very good,
In a day or two we will know the results,
In all three states the Congress or the ruling Party at the Centre is expected to come to power,
We shall be watching the news hour by hour,
Thats all the news about India for the present.

There was young lad who used to tease girls,
He was a regular eve teaser,
So to teach him a lesson that he will will never forget,
He was stripped down to the waist,
And garlanded with shoes round his neck,
What the heck,
He was made to walk all around town,
Like a clown,
And then he was handed over to the police,
The police dispensed instant justice to him,
They thrashed him black and blue and crushed his knee joints,
So that he will remain a cripple for the rest of his life,
We are waiting to see what action will be taken against the police,
They acted with full malice and no remorse,
Action will be taken of course.

Rain,rain,rain,
I have to catch a train,
How will I get to the station,
I deserve a standing ovation,
I am about to win the Nobel Prize,
This should come as no big surprise,
Now coming to the weather,
My wife is dressed in heather,
She always dresses well,
And always looks swell,
We are all set to leave,
There seems to be no reprieve.

Today is Monday,
Its a bright new day,
The sun is out,
But it has started raining,
This is how it is in Bangalore,
The garden city of India,
Well the plants in the garden have got a good shower,
We are all happy and fine,
Uncle Frank has had a little wine ,
Now he is about to dine.

Today is Sunday,
It is a day of rest,
Today you can try and do your best,
Try to be full of zest,
Then you will pass the test,
The weather is fine today,
Uncle Frank always has something to say,
He's always in search,
He is yet to go to church,
He will dress up in his Sunday best,
In the evening he is expecting a guest,
They will have a drink followed by dinner,
Uncle Frank is an outright winner.

Uncle Frank is back from Coorg,
While there he had a wonderful time there,
He went here and there,
He also took a trip to Mysore to see the Maharaja's palace,
Its a beautiful place,
He visited a bird sanctuary and butterfly park,
And returned back to Coorg before it became dark,
While in Coorg uncle Frank ate plenty of pork,
He mentioned to you'll that a wild boar was shot,
It was quite a size,
It came as a big surprise,
It was cut into many portions and distributed to many coffee estate owners,
As stated at the beginning uncle Frank is now back in Bangalore.

The day is almost done,
Today uncle Frank has had plenty of fun,
He played around in the sun,
Then he had a cup of tea and a bun,
Thereafter he spoke to a nun,
She weighed a ton,
Uncle Frank did not not know where to look,
He always plays by the book,
He was looking around for a tiny snook,
Uncle Frank once met a crook,
He caught him by the collar,
And then all hell broke loose,
Around his neck he tied a noose.

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A wild boar was shot yesterday,
It was a good 110kgs in weight,
It was carted off to the shed,
There its blood was shed,
It was a crimson red,
Then the boar was cut and quartered,
And the portions distributed,
To all that mattered,
The pork has been cooked up for a feast,
The boar was a lovely beast,
This is a happy occasion,
For one and all,
Tonight we'll have a ball,
Uncle Frank is always on call.

Come to India for a holiday. Visit Coorg the Scotland of the East.
Go to http://www.holidayincoorg.webs.com
email address holidayincoorg@gmail.com

Today is Sunday,
A day for intense prayer,
These days it is quite rare,
Uncle Frank has just returned from church,
He went on a search,
For the Lord,
He saw Him in all His Glory,
Uncle Frank will continue with his story,
Since yesterday he is on a diet of pork,
Chilli pork, pork vindaloo, pork chops,
Pandhi curry, raja pork, suar patel,
Uncle Frank is enjoying himself,
He wishes you could all join him in this feast,
Yesterday his son in law shot the beast,
There nothing more tasty than wild boar curry,
Uncle Frank is not in a hurry.

Come to India on a holiday. Visit Coorg the Scotland of the East.
Go to http://www.holidayincoorg.webs.com
email address holidayincoorg@gmail.com

Uncle Frank's day is done,
The day has been full of fun,
He went along with his son in law round the coffee estate with a gun,
They shot a big wild boar,
It made uncle Frank's heart soar,
The boar weighed a good 110 kgs,
His son in law roared with delight,
But seeing such a solid boar gave uncle Frank the fright,
The boar was immediately chopped up,
It was shared among the neighbouring estate owners,
They would have it for dinner over sun downers,
Uncle Frank is now in Coorg,
The land of the Kodava's,
They are a martial race,
Every family owns a gun,
They are fond of plenty of fun.

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This is the season of festivals in India,
Happy times are here,
We have started with the Lord Ganesh puja,
Now we are on to Durga puja, Dussehra and Garba,
Next will come Diwali the festival of lights,
The crackers that are burst go up to heights,
One and all enjoy themselves,
There are sweets for all on the shelves,
For Dussehra you must come to Mysore where the festivities go on for a week,
You will be blessed with whatever you wish to seek,
Come to India the land of song and dance,
It is also the land of love and romance.

Daily there are newcomers to blogland,
We oldtimers have to give them a hand,
They are just learning how to swim,
They can do so while singing a hymn,
Blogland is a lovely place,
You can blog at your own pace,
There are many, many folk you can meet,
Chatting with those on line can be a treat,
You can post whatever you feel like,
It's just like learning how to ride a bike,
Daily you must come up with something to post,
But don't ever try to boast,
Then soon you will be the toast of blogland,
You will gather around you a welcome band.

Today is Sunday,
What a day,
The sun as usual is shining brightly,
All the flowers and shrubs in the garden are looking sprightly,
Frank went to church,
He was about to be left in the lurch,
Frank prayed hard,
He also read from a card,
On his way back from church,
He went on a search,
He had to go all around town,
H ewas dancing like a clown,
On his return,
Uncle Frank went on a sojourn.

Today is Thursday,
Its a great day,
The sun is shining brightly,
All the flowers in the garden are looking sprightly,
Uncle Frank is up and about,
He is a wee bit stout,
But he hasn't got the gout,
He is always in and out,
He keeps himself busy as a bee,
His heart is always free,
He has drunk life up to the lees,
Uncle Frank talks to all the trees,
He treats them as his dear friends,
Uncle Frank keeps up with all the trends.

Today is Sunday,
Its a day of rest,
You have to pass the test,
I went to church,
Found a cosy perch,
I prayed a bit,
But all I did was sit,
The parson almost had a fit,
All the candles on the altar were lit,
The service went off without a hitch,
It was not a question of who, why, or which,
Its time for me to shut down,
My wife is about to frown.

From the 5th to the 9th of June uncle Frank was in the Holy Land,
While there we were guided from place to place by God's Hand,
We visited all the churches and Holy Sites,
We carried with us candle lights,
We were enthralled to walk the way of the Holy Lord,
We prayed together one and all with one accord,
There were 65 of us in our group,
We banded together as one troop,
We had a wonderful time all through our stay in Israel,
At every place we stopped we never failed to ring the church bell.

Uncle Frank just had his lunch,
He had a hunch,
That he would have fish curry and rice and wheat bread for lunch,
He had plenty to munch,
His wife is a good cook,
She doesn't cook by the book,
The food was delicious,
Uncle Frank is not capricious,
He enjoyed the wholesome meal,
His heart was full of zeal,
He praised the Lord that his wife could cook well,
Before lunch and before every meal his wife rings the bell.

Saturday,
It's a glorious day,
It's the Sabboth day for the Jews,
All of them make a beeline for the Wailing Wall,
They pray and pray and pray,
It's the Sabboth Day,
The Jews are one of a kind,
None of them are unkind,
Israel is a beautiful place,
The ladies are dressed in lace,
They are full of grace,
The men are always in a race,
In Israel the men and women are always on the go,
They don't believe in going to the Rodeo,
They all stand united,
One and all are invited.

Today is a bright and sunny day,
All the little children have come out to play,
Boys and girls one and all,
Are really having a ball,
When the sun shines like this,
Everyone is in a state of bliss,
I'm out in the garden watering all the plants,
On a day like this there is no time for ifs, buts and cants,
It's a wonderful day,
It's also a good to take time out to pray,
Right from dawn,
The sun has been shining on and on,
Everyone is full of joy and happiness,
I wish everyone a big God Bless.

The day is almost half way through,
Uncle Frank is feeling quite blue,
He doesn't know what to do,
Will some give him a clue,
He got up from the wrong side of the bed today,
That is why he is wondering what to say,
He has decided to pray,
For all his blog friends,
They keep him posted with all the trends,
They are always good to him,
To each one he wishes to sing a hymn.

My computer left me two months back in the lurch,
Hence the internet or my blog I could not search,
Now the situation is back to normal,
Uncle Frank is very simple and informal,
Now he can keep in touch with all his blog friends,
They will keep him posted with all the trends,
It is good to be back after so long,
Uncle Frank would like each one of you to sing along.

Uncle Frank,
Has just returned from the bank,
His computer was down,
He hopes his blog friends will not frown,
It is finally working,
So uncle Frank is back to blogging,
He is happy to be back,
And hopes he will not get the sack,
He is fit and fine,
And is about to have a glass of wine,
As it is now time for dinner,
Uncle Frank has always been a winner.