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Offline IvorThirst

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #30 on: April 11, 2011, 11:46:37 PM »
By the way, Pen, I was in hospital overnight - the reason is  immaterial, but involved a lot of sitting and reading. I read Ngaio Marsh\'s \'A Clutch of Constables\' in less than a day. It was a good job that I had also taken an Isaac Asimov short story collection, as well.
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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #31 on: April 12, 2011, 10:01:13 AM »
A much loved little radio station
(allegedly owned by the nation),
Has been hijacked, it seems
By grey-suited extremes......
Curse \'em all, let \'em fall
To damnation!

Ok, it needs more than a little polishing, but it has got it off my chest!

Actually, on reflection this is probably lowering the tone of this  thread....perhaps it belongs in \"The Pub\"?
I\'m NOT paranoid......thats just what THEY want you to think!!!

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #32 on: April 12, 2011, 04:38:05 PM »
Clutch of Constables is one of my favourites of hers, Ivor.  Another bit of telepathy -or perhaps not, - I have just finished listening to \"False Scent\" ((brilliant reading by James Saxon).     Its taken rather longer, but I keep the CDs (which are after all rather expensive and have to last and be savoured) for when for whatever reason I cant access the Radio.   I am about the start a real gem, Jill Paton Walsh\'s \"the Attenbury Emeralds\" .   |I have read in print two of her Lord |Peter Wimsey stories and am really looking forward to this - it will take a lot of will power not to rush it.

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #33 on: April 12, 2011, 04:43:57 PM »
Good one Tepee>:D<

I am so glad someone else was prepared to \"have a go\".:)-D  This is supposed to be a light hearted thread and includes posters own effort s- you should have seen some of the limericks produced on the lost thread.
Anyone remember them?  I think SRD was ahead on points...........

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #34 on: April 12, 2011, 04:50:33 PM »
I\'ve got some brilliant limericks. However, I wouldn\'t dream of printing them on an open thread. No, even I wouldn\'t dare!
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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #35 on: April 12, 2011, 05:53:29 PM »
Oh go on Ivor!  I dare you!   Do you know the one about Titian mixing rose madder?

To continue with iPlayer

There are mutters that it stutters,
So we\'ve taken it apart, and we\'re really in the cart
cos we\'ve lost a vital part.and the audience are nutters,
because it\'s such a stupid ......... little iPlayer.

They maligner the designer , and they say they is an echo,
The exec has got  a notion, it will scupper his promotion,
But will he resign, er,  NO
And now its time for tea, down at the BBC

Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darlingBBC
Thou art lost and gone for ever, Oh my darling BBC

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #36 on: April 12, 2011, 08:56:26 PM »
Nice one, Teepee! :)-D


Limericks?!!!  Noooooo!!!!  

(Old timers to these boards will remember Jan\'s Great Limerick Fiasco of 2009....it had to do with Nantucket and d*mn near got me booted out the place! @\'.2\'@  )
Note to self:  Use your powers for good, not for evil.....

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #37 on: April 22, 2011, 04:12:54 PM »
Here are a couple of poems entered in a 19th century poetry competition,  one of which you will almost certainly know.

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
\"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!\"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.\'


On A Stupendous Leg of Granite, Discovered Standing by Itself in the Deserts of Egypt, with the Inscription Inserted Below

In Egypt\'s sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:
\"I am great OZYMANDIAS,\" saith the stone,
\"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
\"The wonders of my hand.\" The City\'s gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.
We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro\' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragments huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.


The first, of course, was by P B Shelly; the second, originally also entitled \'Ozymandias\', by Horace Smith.

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #38 on: April 22, 2011, 04:36:20 PM »
This is all getting a bit serious for a Bank Holiday weekend, so:

On the Ning Nang Nong
Where the cows go bong!
And the monkeys all say Boo!
There\'s a Nong Nang Ning
Where the trees go Ping!
And the tea pots Jibber Jabber Joo.
On the Nong Ning Nang
All the mice go Clang!
And you just can\'t catch \'em when they do!
So it\'s Ning Nang Nong!
Cows go Bong!
Nong Nang Ning
Trees go Ping!
Nong Ning Nang!
The mice go Clang!
What a noisy place to belong,
Is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!

That is entitled On the Ning Nang Nong by that well-known typo Spike Milligna.
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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #39 on: April 22, 2011, 04:57:00 PM »
Well, as it\'s Springtime, how about a nice haiku?  Here\'s one by Wendy Cope.


The cherry blossom
In my neighbour\'s garden - Oh!
It looks really nice.

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #40 on: April 22, 2011, 05:24:53 PM »
A wonderful thing,is a flea
One can\'t tell a \'he\' from a \'she\'
but \'he\' can and \'she\' can
WHOOPEE
Adventure Before Dimentia

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #41 on: April 22, 2011, 05:47:16 PM »
K said:

 I was a bit(!) brutal in the cleanup, and the net result was that I binned quite a lot of decent archive material.

Including at least one of  of your own, K!

I have just remembered one  - in response to a suggestion that song lyrics give rise to some quirky rhymes you quoted one of my favourites:

What do you get if you kiss a guy?
Your get enough germs to catch pneumonia,
After that he\'ll never phone ya.

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #42 on: May 02, 2011, 06:20:23 PM »
Yet another sunny day here, but the poem that sprang to mind this morning was one of old Bill\'s sonnets - no. 18 to be exact.


Shall I compare thee to a summer\'s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer\'s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm\'d,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature\'s changing course untrimm\'d:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow\'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander\'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow\'st,
  So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
  So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


I can\'t help feeling that the English teachers at my school would have corrected the punctuation.

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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #43 on: May 20, 2011, 08:43:59 PM »
This thread seems to have gone quiet of late, so - inspired by Tickle - here\'s my favourite of Shakeys sonnets:

SONNET 65

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o\'er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer\'s honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time\'s best jewel from Time\'s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
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Re: Time For Rhyme
« Reply #44 on: February 17, 2012, 04:08:36 PM »
I came across this rhyme in a recent issue of \"The Tablet\" magazine. It seems the original source is anonymous, but it was used by the late Ian Dury on his 1992 album \"The Bus Drivers Prayer and Other Stories\". Its cadence is as for \"The Lords Prayer\".

The Bus Drivers Prayer.

Our Father,
Who art in Hendon
Harrow be thy name.
Thy Kingston come
Thy Wimbledon
In Erith as it is in Hendon.
Give us this day our Berkhamsted,
And forgive us our Westminsters
As we forgive thos who Westminster against us.
Lead us not into Temple Station,
And deliver us from Ealing.
For thine is the Kingston
The Purley and the Crawley
For Iver and Iver
Crouch End.

Apologies to our friends across the ditch, for whom it may be a tad obscure.
I\'m NOT paranoid......thats just what THEY want you to think!!!