Amazing. Digging in the parking lot at Barney’s Beanery in West Hollywood, (please don’t judge my hobbies), I found another set of the quizzical quatrains that heretofore have never been seen. This Nostra dude had it going on… and on.

QUATRAIN VICKS 44 XXII (Possibly Healthcare Town Hall meetings)

Yeah, the dwellers of the meeting in the hall of townsfolk,

Hath been shillithed by the men from the large white home,

Bringing a false love for the large plan of the nations medicines,

All good men, please turn your heads and cough.

QUATRAIN ACORNUS XXIV (The President?)

A rise too fast from the young town organizer to the great great office.

Leaves the man unable to lead.

Henchmen behind him say what he can’t, and at times say in the opposite, leaving Clintonous correct in prediction:

Holy crap, this all was a fairytale.

QUATRAIN IIIVI (The White House Czars?)

Sneaking in the back door of the laws of ethics

comes the ones named after the easterners.

Agencies of three letters do no looking

at the dubious achievements of some of these freakin’ mamalukes.

QUATRAIN (No number just GREEN DIAMONDS next to title) (Gore?)

Saving the land from the galloping ghosts of what may be,

He buildeth an industrious money changing machine,

With grand designs to the folk for smaller living and meager enjoyment, indeed the green he predicts will be in his pockets.

Although, through all, he still gets down with his bad self bling-bling style.

QUATRAIN  Chanel No.5 (Joe Wilson?)

And in the Great Hall of Pelosis,

A man is scorned for shouting out his belief .

Your hearts shall leapeth and shout out too;

Pick up a bigger  shovel you tools.

QUATRAIN IIIV (Van Jones?)

He doth say; the sad day – was done by the victims themselves,

He doth say; that the way to change money is for the rulers to own,

He doth say; things to part the races,

The Press didn’t say shit.

QUATRAIN 1.5 Million (Tea Party in D.C.?)

Yes  - the millions descend on the pillared planned city,

Yes –  the millions cried out as one , surpassing all recent crowds in size and peacefulness,

Yes –  the message was loud and clear even for those opposed.

No  -  there wasn’t any tingle up the leg for Chris Mathews.

QUATRAIN Triple E (More Joe Wilson?)

The one that throweth the shoe at the head of the leader,

Receives the lauds and laughs from the left of the great land.

The one that throweth a word, receives their righteous vile scorn.

This about sums it up dudes. Later.

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?

Recently geocached and unearthed in a shoebox at Vasquez Rocks; these newly found quatrains of the great Nostradamus are presented here for the very first time: (I sure as hell believe it.)

Quatrain IIVX

The woman of the dome of the Pelosis. Bring forth and give her the highest flying bird with the golden seats. Let the low dogs and workers pay in gold for her comforts and cheese. Into the heavens trans back and forth the great continent to visit in kind the land of foggy coastal insanity.

Quatrain IIXX

Hissler begat in time his possessions of the power, whence passed to a new day into the combed hair of Mathewes, of the fruity peacock. Without the thought and with great interruption of the righteous, then corruption of the tongue, he hath shivers in lower extremities.

Quatrain IIVXI

Walk among the Reids to hear the war is lost. He shouteth from the dome of the Pelosises. The partisan cry of fearful wierdo impatience. Hiding thereafter in silence from the powerful surging wonders. All the great Generals exclaim: What a maroon.

Quatrain IXV

The communities of man shall be organized incorrectly by the one who was not even new. Promised false, the earmarks of damage will be ignored for the sacrifice of all. All to be poor as the poorest of his desires. He hides in the Island of Kings, and frolic in its waters. Yea he doth smoketh. En-How.

Quatrain IXVV

The new king will surround himself with non good ones. All of the suggested men will fall to the side,  and shall bear the shame of incorrect disbursement of tax gold to the overseers. All will be bums.

Quatrain VIXV

Putting the false patches of his mane on display over the chord of the crazy peacock, Shuummer shall beat the drum of silliness with the man called Franke. For all to have the biggest grand dwellings they wisheth with 3 stable spaces. Let us get down in the Hamptons.

Quatrain VIXYZXV

Big Ideas, from the Breit man. A page of smart brothers and sisters shall rise to the top of the ether, then shout to the false tinsel men and women; you’re a bunch of douche-bags.