All entries for Sunday 19 February 2006
February 19, 2006
enthusiasm. pointing and shouting and pent up
reflecting on roots
with those grass-rolling disputes
in muddied new boots
minnow man. in the shadow of a giant wingspan
to see U's abused?
with "ref gave us fuck all" views?
opposed to blue hues
go lie athwart our great day. videos set to record
oh so glorious
when ground and laborious
roll up roll up. the actual voice of omniscient narration
yes yes. it is burns night again, and burns means poems. it is, of course, very very late. but that is no reason to criticise it outrageously.
you larky people
this made its debut at a party in earlsdon, complete with gestures, accents, and an immense pause to look deeply and labrador-eyed into my whisky glass in the fourth verse.
yon comparison o' fightin, lasses, and whisky
i’ll muse to ye ‘pon virtues three
on fightin, lasses, and whisky
but which is best? – will we agree?
or will we dispute violently?
now fightin, there’s a noble chore
to wade, fists flailing, into war
sometimes I think I love nought more
though headbutts make the noggin sore
ah lasses, they are fine as well
and I would fain wax lyricell
though musing on some lovely belle
could take me an infinite spell
but whisky, tis a joysome drink
and best of all it helps me think
of beasties elephantly pink
before my eyelids slowly sink
to which of these should we say “aye!”
those fights are in such short supply
while lasses drain the wallet dry
and whisky fumes pass by and by
so hard to tell which one is best
though it may seem I speak in jest
may I so humbly now suggest
we strive to test and test and test
scottish hip hop. do you wanna do a jazz breakfast