Here's another ,in both senses of the word, dreadful chunk of "Noetry" by, er , me. ... but, in its defence, it is all, more or less, true .... I strode the forest, to and fro To track down that enormous "cro" Which is the rampant Capercaillie And which is valued mighty haillie. Meanwhile, he tries to plight his troth And crashes through the undergroth Most of which he then destroys And makes a most alarming noys. He really needs his spouse to conquer And ,therefore, to get to bonquer Without which she will have no young Her offspring , in effect, unsproung And nursery rhymes will not be soung And her bright spirit sorely stoung Then she will weaken, heart and loung Her heartstrings will become unstroung She soon unto her deathbed broung. I tried to tick the Capercaillie But dipped the bloody bird entaillie I blame it on the ecosystem Which meant I never got to lystem ! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well, there we are ,,, another vicious kick in Poetry's Solar Plexus ! And it's all my fault. Here's the much more sensible Gorky's Zygotic Mynci singing in English for once, and a rather quirky and lovely song it is as well ... " Spanish Dance Troupe " Woke up on Monday and got ready for school
Put on my uniform it was three sizes too small I said dear, dear, dear teacher I've been six years away And ain't finished my essay Coz rock'n'roll rules ok! My conclusion this summer Was there was much too much rain So I ran off on Thursday With a dance troupe from Spain Where wine, dance and music Is the name of the game From bilbao to madrid My mind ain't been the same Oh the rehearsals went easy And I'd learnt all the moves I was playing a tree trunk in a forest of fools Now maria moved real good and I could if I would But when your mind's your prison Things just don't seem so good And then we'll be married Then we'll be happy And then we'll be married Then we'll be happy Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh Can I have the copyright on the word " noetry" please ? Bah ...apparently not !
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