The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418 Message #2174569
Posted By: Rapparee
19-Oct-07 - 12:43 PM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Ling'ring posts, at length have flown:
Pride and pleasure, pomp and plenty,
Great Amos, you are now on your own.
Loosen'd from the minor's tether,
Free to mortgage or to sell,
Wild as wind, and light as feather,
Bid the sons of thrift farewell.
Call the Maggies, Kates, and Jennies,
All the names that banish care;
Lavish of your mothers's guineas,
Show the spirit of an heir.
All that prey on vice and folly
Joy to see their quarry fly:
There the gamester, light and jolly,
There the lender, grave and sly.
Wealth, my lad, was made to wander,
Let it wander as it will;
Pull up your Jockeys, call the pander,
Bid them come and take their fill.
When the bonny blade carouses,
Pockets full, and spirits high—
What is Mother? What is MOAB?
Less than dirt, or wet or dry.
Should the guardian friend or Mother
Tell the woes of numerate waste,
Scorn their counsel, scorn their pother;—
You can hang or drown at last!
-- Elastia Maria Swarthinghurst, Poems For All Ages
(Yonkers, New Caledonia: Plagiarist Press, s.d.)