PLEASE DON'T SHOUT AT ME I AM SENSITIVE
As I walked alone in the Cherry Orchard, as the May Day sun scorched and the golden daffodils wafted with the faint winds, I felt a sense of true togetherness with others and the wide world.
And then, again and again, a harsh and evil bite hit hard from below.
The devil always has the worst byte.
But I shall struggle on in the knowledge that I must do it my way.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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Highways are always better than myways. Zola, me ole blue-eyed crooner, lighten up. Do-be-do-be-do.
Blink twice to turn right.
Wink three times to turn left.
Make your mind up UK Highways Agency.
Wasn't Napoleon's left-handedness the reason that you lot drive on the wrong side?
When a harsh and evil bite hits hard from below, there's only one sensible thing to do - drop your pants and let the offending hornets escape.
I've just been reading a memoir by someone who gad to do just that on a visit to the gardens of an historic Czech castle. Unfortunately, two demure local maidens were walking towards him at the time, and the concierge was a dour former communist. An international incident was narrowly avoided.....
'When a harsh and evil bite hits hard from below, there's only one sensible thing to do - drop your pants and let the offending hornets escape.'
Magnifico!
As we speak, I am writing my plea in mitigation.
Sounds like you have all been reading the memoirs of Chrrie Blair and her offending hornets in the orchard.
William Wordsworth hardly needs this kind of knicker waving for the daffodils to show in the Netherlands.
Might we expect a little more from this blog and bloggers?
Seems all very silly to me.
Well disgusted Lakeland Poet : I agree with everything that has been said.
As for you expecting - well hope is best for you methinks.
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