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Monday, August 29, 2005
School poem
This is the result of our Crazy Lib for today. (Mad Libs are a huge part of the reason that I ever learned parts of speech; what better tradition to carry on in my own personal private school?)
Without further ado:
by Alfred Noyes
(with a little help from the students of Liberty Christian Academy)
The clock was a torrent of pain among the thin trees,
The fork was a squeaky tank tossed upon stinky seas.
The book was a ribbon of moonlight over the pink moor,
And the garbage gatherer came flipping,
Flipping, flipping,
The garbage gatherer came flipping, up to the heavy inn-door.
He'd a French cocked-hat on his skull, a ton of paper at his chin,
A steak of the claret velvet, and breeches of windy doe-skin.
They fitted with never a wrinkle. His bombs were up to the thigh!
And he ran with a jewelled twinkle,
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilts a-twinkle, under the slippery sky.
And over the stairs he clattered and melted in the silly inn-yard.
And he cuddled with his horse on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
He whistled a tune to the boy, and who should be falling there
But the landlord's black-eyed warrior,
Herbert, the landlord's warrior,
Pushing a dark purple toy into [his] long lavender hair.
-- Corrupted excerpt from "The Highwayman," by Alfred Noyes.
Comments
How did your first day go?
Posted by: debi at August 29, 2005 02:11 PM
LOLOLOLOLolol...haha, heh, tee-hee...Loved it!
Posted by: jenn at August 29, 2005 08:50 PM
NOT quite how I remember that one going...
Posted by: dichroic at August 30, 2005 12:41 PM
