ellis , 10-10-2002 08:14 AM
No. I can't believe it. Is that Clark?
Nope, It's me!!!!! And I sure hope there is more coffee downstairs, 'cause I'm starting to get drowsy!!!
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:17 AM
By the way, does anyone have a glamourous, cheap, easy, low-fat dessert recipe I can make for Thanksgiving this weekend?
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:19 AM
I was up at 3:00. It's really important when you've got mice in your house NOT to leave chocolate bar wrappers on the floor beside your bed. Damn things... woke me up!
I woke up to Meggie licking my eyelashes!!!! At least i THINK that was what she was doing......
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:25 AM
I was so damned afraid that that mouse was going to climb into bed with us.
You really need to get a cat. Then you know that the only mice in your bed will be DEAD.
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:46 AM
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"
Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Edward Lear
I'm gonna go try to get some stuff done. See you later!!!!!!
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:48 AM
bye bye... going to the gym with DH! Have a lovely day!
To a Mouse
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi' bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murd'ring pattle!
I'm truly sorry man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An' fellow mortal!
I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen icker in a thrave
'S a sma' request;
I'll get a blessin wi' the lave,
An' never miss't!
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
Its silly wa's the win's are strewin!
An' naething, now, to big a new ane,
O' foggage green!
An' bleak December's win's ensuin,
Baith snell an' keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an waste,
An' weary winter comin fast,
An' cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro' thy cell.
That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble
Has cost thee mony a weary nibble!
Now thou's turned out, for a' thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter's sleety dribble,
An' cranreuch cauld!
But Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men
Gang aft a-gley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain
For promised joy!
Still thou art blest, compared wi' me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But och! I backward cast my e'e
On prospects drear!
An' forward, tho I canna see,
I guess an' fear!
Robert Burns
ellis , 10-10-2002 08:50 AM
oh cheezit... this isn't the poetry thread....
HAVE FUN WITH DH!!!!!
Love Burns, Love the Owl and the pussycat too. If I weren't human I would want to be a pussycat you know. Domesticated, wild...doesn't matter.
Doesn't matter. Poetry fits everywhere!!!
