smarty pants!!!!Originally Posted by XRunner
smarty pants!!!!
Anybody in the f.p.s. done their race schedule ?. And if so which thread should we discuss it on ?. Also they really have grown a pork chop in a lab !.
t-m, maybe we could submit our plans for the upcoming year in verse?
Loved this poem as a young un, just stumbled across it tonight, and 'The Pobble with no toes' can't find that yet.
The Owl and the Pussy Cat
Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
whats the f.p.s
Found it
The Pobble Who Has No Toes
by Edward Lear
The Pobble who has no toes
Had once as many as we;
When they said "Some day you may lose them all;"
He replied "Fish, fiddle-de-dee!"
And his Aunt Jobiska made him drink
Lavender water tinged with pink,
For she said "The World in general knows
There's nothing so good for a Pobble's toes!"
The Pobble who has no toes
Swam across the Bristol Channel;
But before he set out he wrapped his nose
In a piece of scarlet flannel.
For his Aunt Jobiska said "No harm
Can come to his toes if his nose is warm;
And it's perfectly known that a Pobble's toes
Are safe, -- provided he minds his nose!"
The Pobble swam fast and well,
And when boats or ships came near him,
He tinkledy-blinkledy-winkled a bell,
So that all the world could hear him.
And all the Sailors and Admirals cried,
When they saw him nearing the further side -
"He has gone to fish for his Aunt Jobiska's
Runcible Cat with crimson whiskers!"
But before he touched the shore,
The shore of the Bristol Channel,
A sea-green porpoise carried away
His wrapper of scarlet flannel.
And when he came to observe his feet,
Formerly garnished with toes so neat,
His face at once became forlorn,
On perceiving that all his toes were gone!
And nobody ever knew,
From that dark day to the present,
Whoso had taken the Pobble's toes,
In a manner so far from pleasant.
Whether the shrimps, or crawfish grey,
Or crafty Mermaids stole them away -
Nobody knew: and nobody knows
How the Pobble was robbed of his twice five toes!
The Pobble who has no toes
Was placed in a friendly Bark,
And they rowed him back, and carried him up
To his Aunt Jobiska's Park.
And she made him a feast at his earnest wish
Of eggs and buttercups fried with fish, -
And she said "It's a fact the whole world knows,
That Pobbles are happier without their toes!"
"Fell poet society" of which you and anyone with an interest in this thread are a valued member!.......
Tri becuase my life is generally chaotic and uncertain at the minute i haven't devised a calendar but I will, come hell or high water, be attempting (notice i said attempting) the anniversary waltz!...the rest i am not sure about yet! i will be running in the northumberland/north yorks area tho....
freckle in a state of flux
knows not where she is running
but one thing is pretty sure
she'll be squeezing some fun in!
Just thought i'd add this seeing how the word appears in both nonsense poems:
A runcible spoon is a utensil that appears in nonsense poetry, which also uses the adjective "runcible" to describe objects other than spoons. It is fundamentally a nonsense word.
That's made it clear to me
What's a runcible cat then
This is one of my favourites Merry not least because my daughter, who is one of life's chatterboxes, recited the entire poem aged 2 to the wonderment of us all ( sorry for showing off but isn't that what all mum's do)....i like the word runcible, its great to just say out loud!!!!
Accidental Icarus.
I plunge from the summit of my high,
Plummeting down to Hades lair,
The furnace of my emotion burns the sky,
I see Charron make his way to take me there.
Landing in the styx i feel the black dog rise,
I crawl out the river and make cerebus lay down ,
Docile like some three headed rug he lies,
His master and queen beckon me down.
Oh mighty Hades and Persephone i bow to none,
Anything you can throw at me i will overthrow ,
Mine own mind has dreamt of the worst horrors begone,
So let me free you jealous god time to let me go.
I grant your wish for now dear boy as i can see your power,
The creature that infests your soul means we will meet again one day,
If you unleash black dog every day all around will cower,
So begone now and live your life as soon i'll get my way.
By Matt Harmston
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