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Posted on Thu, Sep 30, 2010 19:42

Lewis Carroll:  "Alice in Wonderland"

The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.


The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
 

The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.


The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"


"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.


"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."


The eldest Oyster looked at him,
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.


But four young Oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.


Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
 

The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.


"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."


"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.


"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said,
"Is what we chiefly need:
Pepper and vinegar besides
Are very good indeed--
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear,
We can begin to feed."


"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said.
"Do you admire the view?
 

"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"


"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"


"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.


"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one.

 



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Posted on Thu, Oct 07, 2010 17:38

Quoting deke7344:

Good try Gab, and quite astute. Lewis Carroll was a gifted writer, mathematician who was skilled in many different areas. He also mastered the genre known as literary nonsense. Pat, on the other hand, admits she is horrible at math. Her comments on the blogs is evidence of her absence of any writing skills. So, it seems that the only thing she and Carroll share is the ability to write literary nonsense but I'm certain her nonsense is not premeditated. She does write about her skills at cleaing out minnow tanks. I believe she also mentioned that she's a worm herder or does something with worms, and we know that she hunts, kills and skins deer for food. Skills that I'm fairly certain Carroll did not possess.

How right you are, my friend.  I have no writing skills whatsoever.  In fact, I should be so ashamed of my lack of writing skills that I should cancel my MM membership immediately lest I offend any one else besides you with my hopeless ignorance. 

 

I should just return to my worm herding, should I not, Deke?  Such a challenging job for the intellectually-challenged likes of me.  Oh, my,  such difficult work for someone of my limited intellect.  Digging through the dirt, the soil, the earth--early in the morning before the sun is fully up...harvesting those worms----  Oh, my God.  Excuse me please.  I just wrote the word "harvesting."

 

I'm quite sure that someone of my limited intelligence wouldn't know the meaning of the word "harvesting."  Ergo, I should never have written that word!!!  Clearly, I don't know what I'm talking about, do I?

 

Good heavens, Deke.  The worms are all about me.  Crawling all over me.  On my boots, up my coat arm....Good lord, I must withdraw from this forum to contain them before they contain me.

 

Have a lovely evening, Deke.  May the worms not invade your slumber place until the sun comes up.  But when the sun comes up, if you are still asleep......

 

I do hope you like the taste of WORM!!!. 

 

 

 

 

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Posted on Sat, Oct 02, 2010 19:12

So glad you bothered to read and comment, Mama.  All things considered--and I do mean ALL THINGS--"The Walrus & The Carpenter" seemed to be the most appropriate comment I could make...

 

 

 

Perhaps tomorrow I'll post "You Are Old Father William...."  Or....perhaps tonight!!!!

 

"Ode On a Grecian Urn" is considered by the literati to be SO much more important--so very much better, .....  BUT...

 

 

 

CLASSIC SATIRE SPEAKS LOUDER THAN LITERARY KUDOS FROM THE LITERATI ANY DAY OF THE WEEK!



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