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Ode to a snake’s head fritillary

~ admin

Golden in the morning, the dew drops in the air,
Against the emerald lawn in the sunlight runs the hare;
Yet often, ever, yearning for velvet mosses rare
Leveretian pinguid calling hangs sweetly next the pair.
Expectantly the dawning of the genethliac day
Exhales the fragrancing canephoras in the fray.
And yet the very presence of the gentle, roscid way
Invoked no kindly order in a cranium of clay.
Instead the rutilant arising of solaris as if a faun
Only the languid sonorities of the ending of a storm.
To have such unrememberance, to find my mind is torn,
Obumbrated, in the refulgence of this sauveolent dawn!
So hangs my head in sadness, forsaken and forlorn
As now the bold fritillary upon an April’s morn!

Words of farewell

~ admin

Again

Some have a habit of leaving the pack
And just like Rabbit they often bounce back
May you then keep it* upon the rack
‘Cos you may need it, when you next have a crack.

[* Your office knack]

Pastiche 999

~ admin

As the bold sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
So fainteth this coeur who cannot rest
Without proof of that which it cannot say.
Suffer now the splendour of thy day to dawn,
Shun no more the apparition of thy face,
Let noble thought upon thy mind at morn
Impress herself, with words of tender grace.

After William S.

Plagiarism 995

~ admin

On Ais

As the bold sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
So the turn of thy thirty years doth thee,
In all the splendour of thy lettered name,
Add to thy stature and thy form more
Than all statutes and tax forms could e’er accrue

Plagiarism 994

~ admin

On RS

As the bold sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
So the hotline’s calls, which thee enthrall
Do fall away as Phoenix in his grey
Only once more to rise under thy careful eyes
To be resolved, to deliquesce and as it were
to yump away.

A furry tail

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Once upon a time there was little bear, Edward, Peter and Rew deLait – Edward, because all bears are called Teddy, Peter because when he had been named the minister had become very annoyed with someone making a lot of noise, as result of which he had not been careful about what he said, and Rew because it was his real name; deLait we understand was his family name, which was French, but his English friends simply could not say deLait properly which was a source of continual frustration for him – who lived in a deep dark wood, which he knew was a deep dark wood, because whenever he ventured outside he always saw Only Darkness….

You, dear reader, may care to read part two here.

Hex

~ admin

A word of farewell:

For the benefit of those who cannot read hex – PTO:
What can I say? I think the hope of ever getting circular and hyperbolic functions into the world’s most taxing spreadsheet to make it the world’s really most useful spreadsheet, now recedes rather faster than the nearest red shifted quasar.