Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 05 May 04 - 05:14 AM You have been warned.... Sonnet 14/04/04 CMVI Can springtime offer me more than I find In dreams of you? I do not hope to see A flower to match lips, nor one to be As soft as look in eyes. I have in mind Rebirth enough for world: If you are kind, I will to heavens reach, and brush your cheek With lips. If only I might hear you speak Soft words of hope, I would to past be blind. But, dream does not fill arms, nor lend the gift Of sharing your sweet looks. I remain far From heart's desire: I must from your words sift What hope I can. You remain distant star, To guide my heart: For now, your smile will lift My spirits up, and melancholy bar. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 05 May 04 - 05:46 AM ..."Between the years of ninety-two and a hundred and two, however, we shall be the ribald, useless, drunken outcast person we have always wished to be. We shall have a long white beard and long white hair; we shall not walk at all, but recline in a wheel chair and bellow for alcoholic beverages; in the winter we shall sit before the fire with our feet in a bucket of hot water, with a decanter of corn whiskey near at hand, and write ribald songs against organized society; strapped to one arm of our chair will be a forty-five caliber revolver, and we shall shoot out the lights when we want to go to sleep, instead of turning them off; when we want air we shall throw a silver candlestick through the front window and be damned to it; we shall address public meetings to which we have been invited because of our wisdom in a vein of jocund malice. We shall ... but we don't wish to make any one envious of the good time that is coming to us. ... We look forward to a disreputable, vigorous, unhonored and disorderly old age." Don Marquis, 1927 Me, I've already started..xx..e (PS-Including the beard) |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 05 May 04 - 06:14 AM I don't think I want to wait until I am 92... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 05 May 04 - 09:24 AM Dateline: Mudcat Sonorous Sonnets Sate Sonambulistic Subjects and the thread goes on. j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: s6k Date: 05 May 04 - 10:01 AM im gonna be last, so can everyone stop posting now please |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 05 May 04 - 11:42 AM Okey dokey..xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 05 May 04 - 11:53 AM If you haden't said "please" . . . Your welcome Ellen - while it doesn't get me girlfriends, being helpful has given me many girl friends. Most of which I'd like to shag as well, but . . . -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Spirits of the Dead Edgar Allen Poe (1827) Thy soul shall find itself alone 'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of secrecy. Be silent in that solitude, Which is not loneliness- for then The spirits of the dead, who stood In life before thee, are again In death around thee, and their will Shall overshadow thee; be still. The night, though clear, shall frown, And the stars shall not look down From their high thrones in the Heaven With light like hope to mortals given, But their red orbs, without beam, To thy weariness shall seem As a burning and a fever Which would cling to thee for ever. Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish, Now are visions ne'er to vanish; From thy spirit shall they pass No more, like dew-drop from the grass. The breeze, the breath of God, is still, And the mist upon the hill Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken, Is a symbol and a token. How it hangs upon the trees, A mystery of mysteries! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 05 May 04 - 12:07 PM Shagging can be very helpful in the right circumstances. But more important at the moment is...just where the heck did that word come from to describe that act? "shag (vb) to have sex (with). A common vulgarism in Britain and Australia which is unknown in this in the USA. The word is an archaic relative of 'shake', which was used in a sexual sense from at least the 16th century. In Britain shag took over the taboo role in the 18th century, while in the USA it took on the (now obsolete) meaning of 'run off' or 'run after'. In modern usage the word is considered less offensive than fuck in male company, but more vulgar than other synonyms. Like fuck it occurs in other forms, such as the noun shag, the intensifying adjective 'shagging' and phrases such as 'shag off'. " ;-D ..xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: s6k Date: 05 May 04 - 01:06 PM i wont say please this time then. stop bloody posting you buggers or i will bloody hit you all you bloody buggers |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 05 May 04 - 01:10 PM Too late s6k. Ellen - nothing turns me on more than a lady talking sex in an academic way. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Little Hawk Date: 05 May 04 - 01:10 PM Only about 2555 posts needed now to catch up with the MOAB! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 05 May 04 - 01:16 PM Yes, but with this thread it's quality over quantity. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 05 May 04 - 08:29 PM As I said, I have LOTS more... Sonnet 31/03/04 CMII She lights my dreams with her sweet smile, and gives To heart the hope that spring will offer chance To show a part of what in her glance lives: A way of seeing all that feeds romance. The thought of her lends passion to my night And longing when I wake to bright sunrise. I want her in my arms, to hold her tight, And fall to sleep looking into her eyes. What can I say, to tell what dreams have found Within her words? Her thoughts reach to my soul, And hold my heart: Heart is by my hopes bound, And dreams seem to be by sweet muse made whole. Muse brings the sunshine to a dreary day, When all of world seems to be dark and gray. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,Corridus Date: 05 May 04 - 11:51 PM Where is Measle? I have sworn to destroy him. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 06 May 04 - 12:22 AM Daffodils William Wordsworth I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 06 May 04 - 12:31 AM so, as we wander from baud to verse... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 06 May 04 - 12:34 AM or should it be bawd to verse? |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,freda Date: 06 May 04 - 03:55 AM I'm not averse to some verse except when i'm bored it could be verse I could be bawd but when the verse gets worse and turns to bawd and when the bawdy turns to doggeral its then that i bite the verse that fed me and send that doggeral to buggeral.. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: John MacKenzie Date: 06 May 04 - 04:01 AM For GUEST Corridus Sneezles Christopher Robin Had wheezles And sneezles, They bundled him into His bed. They gave him what goes With a cold in the nose, And some more for a cold In the head. They wondered If wheezles Could turn Into measles, If sneezles Would turn Into mumps; They examined his chest For a rash, And the rest Of his body for swellings and lumps. They sent for some doctors In sneezles And wheezles to tell them what ought To be done. All sorts and conditions Of famous physicians Came hurrying round At a run. They all made a note Of the state of his throat, They asked if he suffered from thirst; Tehy asked if the sneezles Came after the wheezles, Or if the first sneezle Came first. They said,"If you teazle A sneezle Or wheezle, A measle May easily grow. But humour or pleazle The wheezle Or sneezle, The measle Will certainly go." They expounded the reazles For sneezles And wheezles, The manner of measles When new. They said, "If he freezles In draughts and in breezles, Then PHTHEEZLES May even ensue." Christopher Robin Got up in the morning, The sneezles had vanished away. And the look in his eye Seemed to say to the sky, "Now how to amuse them today?" A A Milne JGM |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 06 May 04 - 04:10 AM Uh oh, this thread has become something actually worth reading! Contribution for the day..(Time for my favorite quotation) "To see a World in a Grain of Sand/ And Heaven in a Wild Flower/ Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand/ And Eternity in an hour. -William Blake ...xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 06 May 04 - 04:57 AM Poetry is Only the Evolution of Thoughts, Reading, in these words, Your own. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 06 May 04 - 10:33 PM Ellenpoly - you got mail |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: JennyO Date: 06 May 04 - 10:57 PM I wandered lonely as a clod, Picking up old rags and bottles. When onward on my way I plod I saw a host of axolotls. Beside the lake, beneath the trees, A sight to make a man's blood freeze. Alfred E Neuman - Mad Magazine Now, having rescued this thread from near the bottom, in the words of Aunty Jack if I can't be last in this thread "I'll rip yer bloody arms orf" |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: ranger1 Date: 06 May 04 - 11:03 PM Catch me if you can! But better be able to swim a loooong way! And watch out for that giant penguin, too! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 07 May 04 - 01:51 AM You know this is the perfect BS thread - we've devolved to citing poetry, which is songs without music! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: JennyO Date: 07 May 04 - 04:43 AM Blackcatter, expect a lively debate about whether poetry is songs without music. I know some people, including my SO, who is a songwriter, who would loudly disagree. Not me though. I don't really care. I just want to be last on this thread. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 07 May 04 - 05:12 AM Oh goody! A debate! That's something original, never have been done before on mudcat. But it probably wouldn't pan out, as we are all in such common agreement on every subject under the sun and a bit further out than that as well. Thought for the day from archie (Don Marquis) if you get gloomy just take an hour off and sit and think how much better this world is than hell of course it won t cheer you up much if you expect to go there ..xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 07 May 04 - 06:30 AM ah finally...Chicken Soup for the Mudcatted Soul j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: John MacKenzie Date: 07 May 04 - 12:45 PM All for the love of Mehitabel. JGM |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Little Hawk Date: 07 May 04 - 12:47 PM Waaaah! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: s6k Date: 07 May 04 - 01:08 PM sigh |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 07 May 04 - 01:38 PM Dedicated to Ellenpoly: Shel Silverstein - APHRODISIAC Now, listen to me, folks... Hear what I say. You got to eat oysters everyday They'll put your love life back on track They're nature's own aphrodisiac. Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you. Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun Here's some things them oysters done... They made Jim Beam They made Allen Thick They made Jonathan Swift And they made Gracie Slick They made Victor Mature And they made Tom Petty They started Willie Waylon And they got Helen Reddy. They made Tom Cruise They made Oscar Wilde They gave Gary Hart But they gave Gomer Piles They made William Hurt They made Lucille Ball They made Wilson Picket And that ain't all. Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you. Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun Here's some more them oysters done. They made Stevie Wonder And they made old John Wayne They made Saul Bellow And caused Thomas Paine Turned Clint Black And turned Barry White Made Doris' Day And Gladys' Knight. They gave Bob Hope They gave Percy Faith They made Marvin Gaye But they made George Straight They made Bobby's Short And Lester's Flatt And hey... they even did more than that. Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you. Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun Here's some more them oysters done. They got George Bush They made Bozo a Clown They got Bobby Bare And made Ezra Pound They made Gallo Wine They made Merle Haggart They Made Andy Devine They made Jimmy Swagger They made Rich Little And made Hughie Long They made BB King And they made Neil's Armstrong And if you ask my wife, She'll tell you quite gaily Best of all they made old Pat Daily. Ohh, ohhh... yes it's true What a little oyster can do for you. Ohh, ohhh... ain't it fun That's all about oysters Now we're done. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 07 May 04 - 07:50 PM a song often needs the music to work- if merely read, it would not have the same impact as when sung. But a poem ( well, a good poem) should have the same impact read or sung ( or chanted). There are many rhymes in songs that would never be acceptable in vers. and "It doesn't matter if you throw a few extra syllables into a line." |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 08 May 04 - 05:55 AM Why thank you Blackcatter! I love oysters, by the by...though as pointed out by Lawrence Olivier in Spartacus, there's something to be said for snails..xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 08 May 04 - 08:18 AM they just work more slowly! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: s6k Date: 08 May 04 - 08:19 AM but in every thread someone has to be first, and you will see i have already made that thread. so i win. ha |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 08 May 04 - 09:09 AM wrong battle j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 08 May 04 - 02:48 PM s6k - You're a wunnerful person - but why not try to come up with an original idea? |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: s6k Date: 08 May 04 - 03:03 PM true, how about, in every thread someone has to be 7th ! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: John MacKenzie Date: 08 May 04 - 03:30 PM I love the way they twitch when you sqeeze fresh lemon juice on them. John |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 08 May 04 - 10:50 PM I hope that last is in relation to snails, and not 7th postings in threads! Time for another sonnet... Sonnet 07/05/02 Bhean Sidhe DCLXXXVIII It was an odd noise that I heard, this night: Not quite a scream, but far more than a gasp, From moonless darkness, with no stars in sight. What is this coldness, that my insides clasp? Why do I weaken, hearing sound so far Only the echo reaches ear, yet mind Is twisted from intent? How can I bar Gates of imagination, to wyrd bind? I fall, boneless with fright, and sweat breaks out; Bowels turn to water with despair. I weep, To lose all. I maon, but cannot give shout To more than whimper, nor my reason keep. She passes, and I live! Yet dare not rise For fear of seeing Death within her eyes. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly Date: 09 May 04 - 06:29 AM "that stern and rockbound coast felt like an amateur when it saw how grim the puritans that landed on it were" (archie, AKA Don Marquis) Cookie anyone?..xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 09 May 04 - 03:31 PM But I couldn't quit them if I want to No - I don't wanna lose I got the Oreo Cream Sandwich (now watch out) Chocolate covered cream filled cookie build by Nabisco - aint no rookies Next best thing to nookie blues Lonnie Mack's ode to Oreos (abridged to meet the three sentence limit I've placed on myself) j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 09 May 04 - 06:49 PM ok, sonnets don't work... how about cookie recipes? |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 09 May 04 - 07:58 PM OK - it's on the site, but: Junk Food Junkie Junk Food Junkie (Larry Groce) You know I love that organic cooking, I always ask for more. And they call me Mr. Natural, On down to the health food store. I only eat good sea salt. White sugar don't touch my lips. And my friends is always begging me to take them On macro-biotic trips. Yes they are... But at night I take out my strong box That I keep under lock and key. And I take it off to my closet Where nobody else can see. I open that lid so slowly, take a peek up North and South. Then I pull out a Hostess Twinkee* And I pop it in my mouth. In the daytime I'm Mr. Natural Just as healthy as I can be. But at night I'm a junk food junkie Good lord have pity on me. Yes sir... At lunch time you can always find me At the whole earth vitamin bar. Just sucking on my plain white yogurt From my hand grown pottery jar. And sipping little hand pressed cider With a carrot stick for dessert. And wiping my face in a natural way On the sleeve of my peasant shirt. Yes I do... Ahh But when that clock strikes midnight And I'm all by myself I work that combination On my secret hide-away shelf. And I pull out some Fritos corn chips, Dr. Pepper and an old Moon pie.* I sit back in glorious expectation Of a genuine junk food high. (chorus) Here we go now... My friends on down at the commune, Well they think I'm pretty neat. I don't know nothing about arts and crafts, But I give them all something to eat. I was a friend to ol' Eul Gibbons And I only eat home grown spice. Got a John Keats autographed Grecian urn Filled up with my brown rice. Yes I do... Now folks, lately I have been spotted With a Big Mac on my breath.* Stumbling to a Colonel Sanders With a face as white a death. I'm afraid some day they'll find me Just stretched out on my bed With a handful of Pringles potato chips And a Ding Dong by my head.* (chorus) *Registered Trade Mark |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,Noddy Date: 09 May 04 - 08:32 PM It's not over yet. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 09 May 04 - 08:57 PM it never is. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Blackcatter Date: 09 May 04 - 09:02 PM Not even when the thread was closed, was it over. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Little Hawk Date: 09 May 04 - 09:05 PM You just can't keep a good thread down. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,William Shatner Date: 09 May 04 - 09:07 PM 500 Big Ones. Beam me up, Mr Scott. |