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Aug. 13th, 2006 12:39 amTonight I am moping. Seriously, my bottom lip enters rooms before the rest of me. Eh. Bed is in my future soon, and I'm sure I'll be perkier tomorrow morning. There are a couple of things that are lightening up the mood now though:
1) The Fark Photoshoppers take on Rogue from the Crüxshadows. *dies* (ganked from
anmorata)
2) My copy of The Stuffed Owl: An Anthology of Bad Verse showed up yesterday. There are some absolute howlers in here, like this fine example [edit:] which one probably isn't surprised to learn should be credited to someone named Bulwer-Lytton (Robert being the son of Edward, who brought us the immortal "It was a dark and stormy night"):
There are also entries from Wordsworth, Byron, Longfellow, Tennyson, and others known more for their Good Verse. It's nice to see even they could turn out some real clunkers. XD Even better than the poetry though is the index. Picking some at random:
German place-names, the poet does his best with, 54
Italy, not recommended to tourists, 125; examples of what goes on there, 204, 219, 221
Manure, adjudged a fit subject for the Muse, 91
Rum, grateful strains inspired by, 8
Stud-farms, essential to the Empire's continued existence, 252
Truffle, love-lorn, 108
Wives should wash occasionally, 63; a modicum of intelligence desirable in, 158; but not too much, 211
1) The Fark Photoshoppers take on Rogue from the Crüxshadows. *dies* (ganked from
2) My copy of The Stuffed Owl: An Anthology of Bad Verse showed up yesterday. There are some absolute howlers in here, like this fine example [edit:] which one probably isn't surprised to learn should be credited to someone named Bulwer-Lytton (Robert being the son of Edward, who brought us the immortal "It was a dark and stormy night"):
Check to Song
I dream'd that I walk'd in Italy,
When the day was going down,
By a water that silently wander'd by
Thro' an old dim-lighted town,
Till I came to a palace fair to see.
Wide open the windows were
My love at a window sat; and she
Beckon'd me up the stair...
When I came to the little rose-colour'd room,
From the curtains out flew a bat.
The window was open: and in the gloom
My love at the window sat.
She sat with her guitar on her knee,
But she was not singing a note,
For someone had drawn (ah, who could it be?)
A knife across her throat.
There are also entries from Wordsworth, Byron, Longfellow, Tennyson, and others known more for their Good Verse. It's nice to see even they could turn out some real clunkers. XD Even better than the poetry though is the index. Picking some at random:
German place-names, the poet does his best with, 54
Italy, not recommended to tourists, 125; examples of what goes on there, 204, 219, 221
Manure, adjudged a fit subject for the Muse, 91
Rum, grateful strains inspired by, 8
Stud-farms, essential to the Empire's continued existence, 252
Truffle, love-lorn, 108
Wives should wash occasionally, 63; a modicum of intelligence desirable in, 158; but not too much, 211
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Date: 2006-08-13 12:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-14 04:10 am (UTC)hey
Date: 2006-08-14 06:50 am (UTC)so....
werd up??
and lets be friends and all that happy stuff :)
and if your really creeped out by this im sorry but i suck and am extremely awkward when meeting people online
btw if you care my name is ian and im 16
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Date: 2006-08-15 12:13 am (UTC)