Gloria Swanson. Not Gloria Mundi.
The tusks which clashed in mighty brawls
Of mastodons, are billiard balls.
The sword of Charlemagne the Just
Is Ferric Oxide, known as rust.
The grizzly bear, whose potent hug,
Was feared by all, is now a rug.
Great Caesar's bust is on the shelf,
And I don't feel so well myself.
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How to make yourself feel small and insignificant...! Thanks Ramon.
Did they really make billiard balls from mastodons?
Works for me, Squib.
I didn't even know they were paying billiards during the Pleistocene.
In all seriousness, though, have a look at this Squib.
a key fob, even worse!
When I was a child we used play with Pleistocene all the time.
Hmmm, well, I guess if you do want to turn a mastodon into a billiard ball, Pleistocene is pretty accommodating.
Urgh. Mr E stole my line.
Disappointed.
I have nothing else to say except, great poem Ramon.
Bah.
It's Dorothy Parker, that's who it is. Did I guess right? What's the prize?
Catlick!
Long time, no type.
How have you been?
Catlick? I was just asking about you a couple of weeks ago.
You have been missed.
What's shaking?
Yea missed youse too.I've been building a house and had no time for frivolities. It went well, which is to say it followed the Grand Design story arc perfectly, and, in the manner of all participants I am having a large kitchen table made up of old building materials as we speak. Oh, and am currently in dispute with the builder who was caught out bill padding in a manner that would also make for good television. Gotta go now and check the formwork on the huuuuge freestanding curved concrete wall I designed. I love my house!
Sounds like you've been having quite a time. Hopefully there'll be more stories -- at a later date, maybe?
Did you not get a quote before the builder started?
Did you not get a quote before the builder started?
Oh how we laughed ....
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