My research at the La Brea tar pits has uncovered even more Nostradamus Quatrains that just may, (I repeat in the name of truth and science); may pertain to our current national situation. My humble opinion as to what the Quatrain just might be saying is in parentheses next to the listing. You be the judge. (Additional research at Bob’s Big Boy in Burbank and J.G Melon’s in NYC.)
Quatrain 3 Century XMII (The Vice President)
Then came in the wild stories. The tall of the truth will be at full ebb. Laughter from high rooms of the House of White walls. Quash factus, push out all that matters in truth. Rove on in the snicker. Wash away all the real and only then the Byden will spin the tallest tales and really shovel the crap.
Quatrain 24 Century XXMI (Obama’s world tour)
Flying in the largest, with the peon scribes of the one sided tablets, the high man launches a mighty wind whilst bowing down to the shorty.
Quatrain 24 Century XXMXX (Amnesty for Illegal Aliens)
Launched from the pants of the new elder, the ones who come with the coyotes will be made to taketh all the jobs that Amerigo man needeth. The poor hardworking fathers who needeth work shall scream at the depot of homes: “Oh please to amscray!”
Quatrain 4 Century XXXX (Gun Control)
Whenst the worry comes from the bad unstable men bearing arms, it leadeth always to abstract from the lawful man the right to protect his children and his land. Listen all to the Second Rule. Now comes the time for you to runneth, and for me to reloadeth … for ye best not burgle my bitchin’ pad.
Quatrain 4 Century XIII (More Joe Biden)
Being more apt to be found in the hall of elks, on the 7th days eve, in a green suit of leisure with white shoes pulling a draft, slapping backs and yacking it up; the second in charge of the great nation yet pulls at our legs, and leaves us all to beg for more spirits to quell our hysteria. Winnebago Man cometh.
Quatrain 4 Century XIV (GM, Ford and Chrysler)
The carriages of thin metal turned to rot, as the eastern man copied to the better. The leaders of the governors gave them the gold and they tossed it into the bottomless cavern. A union of men folded their arms and said they were on their break.
Quatrain 43 Century XVIII (Hollywood strikes and pending strikes)
The writers struck the blow that sent the small man packing, whence the ones from the stage argued among themselves and remained deaf to the sufferings of the city of the angels. Powerless and laughed at, these selfish ones will even suggest a strike. Tone deaf to the scene, say they: screw the below-the-line schmucks.
Quatrain 35 Century XVII (Over spenders and debtors)
A bag of Coach for my lady, a table of teak for the yard, think not of smalling your bills you tool, just put it all on the card.
Quatrain 5 Century X (Screen Actors Guild)
The ones of the production howl the gut of their laughter whence come the divided group of bickering knaves. Short in the cranium is their negotiating skills, whence the camp that demands is at odds with itself. A child would sayeth “Duh”..
Quatrain 25 Century I (Left Wing Blog Trolls)
The pages from the left, send forth the Trolls at a meager pay, to rip the truth from the knowing ones. But lo, whence they toy with Nolt’s Big Wood, their flim flam gets slapped more than Shemp. Can I get an en-how?
Quatrain 13 Century X (PDA devices)
The modern times shall bringeth forth the small tap-tap-tap on impossible keys with the strange curtailment of words shortened to idiocy by the one named Roflmao. He shall anounce his strange land over and over, always ending his scribe declaring that he’d been sent from the land of black berries. The iphonians shall scoff and cling to their orchard’s rad apps.
Quatrain 224 Century XXI (Tammy Bruce on Eminem)
The one who knows of the smarter sex, and has proudly declared the equality, shows M and M to be nothing but a thug. Shaming a mighty woman in a vile way, he is shamefully ignored by the false leaders of these women. Tammy of the Bruce tore him a ripe new one.
Quatrain 45 Century X (Al Gore)
The cross of coal feetprint has been borne by the one with the locking box. He smiles through the guilt of an overflowing castle replete with bidets. He dictates the Spartan life, but leads a lush one. My strange mystical vision of him using those bidets makes me want to lose my freaking lunch.
Quatrain 24 Century XXMXX (Barney Frank)
He talks to us with authority, high from the hill to say that all must own a home, no matter the lack of any purse. Whence the debacle comes, he points the finger at others in false witness. We then ask: Barney, Is it Wabbit season or Duck season?
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