What if someone at the toothpaste factory has a bad day and decides to put glue in the toothpaste?
If nobody is perfect and everybody is somebody,why then instead of just somebody, isn't nobody running the country?
Tomorrow's another day. But is it? Who's to say it isn't yesterday? We're usually asleep for the transition so how the fuck do we know?I'd keep an eye on that if I were you.
Actually I've been up all night a few times to see if I could catch them out,but I think they were wise to me. Say nothing.I've had my suspicions ever since Morrissey sang 'Every day is like Sunday' He might have inadvertantly struck upon gold here.What if every day actually is Sunday but they just open a few more shops during the week to make us think it's another day?
Food for thought comrades, I think you'll agree.No, you WILL agree or there will be trouble ok?
How you doin with the Ted Hughes task? I think I've overstretched meself a bit here.The best I can manage-and I'm not proud of it- is..
Actually that is so tasteless I've deleted it.You can't have humour at any cost.
But on the bright side you should see, no, read, no, hear what The Watercats have come up with.I know it's not Monday yet but feck it get ye over to theirs- it's really good!
Ps I'll run the Ted Hughes ditty past the barometer of offensiveness(Mrs EEjit) tomorrow and if she approves I'll post it.Here's the first line and a bit......
Don't abuse Ted Hughes
he didn't......
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I like your poem. Very pithy. Or do you mean there's more?
you forgot about the baggage retrieval system they've got at heathrow.
The exercise is a toughie this week I think I'm gonna struggle!! We'll see. It's something new anyway, so that's good.
ahhh jeeze!.. cheers for the plug! I was going to try and leave it till monday.. but.. well, the thing sprang legs and teeth and demanded to be posted before it got old (which happens to all our 'best ever songs'..lol) I like the start of your's so far... canno wait to read everyone's thingies.. oh.. and what I get worried about is time in general... who made that one up!? and everything maths!?... why??? and money?... all these little man made up things that keep society ticking over and equate to actually.. nothing!?... *scared now..
Everyday is Sunday & tomorrow never comes. After posting that much of the poem, it's gonna be difficult not to demand the rest!
So fascinating that you bring up this 'day' concept. Today, I woke up thinking, "It can't be Thursday already...Sunday was just yesterday!" hmmm...I'm going to have to reread Einstein's theory. Will get back to you on that tomorrow, which will actually be yesterday or the day before, but in reverse, so it might be last Tuesday.
wv: hyokinn: A concoction of early morning responses to the sun on Sunday morning.
Aw, you've got to post that Ted hughes thing now. Tomorrow might not be another day, after all, and since we can't have it today....
I worry that gravity will stop if we stop believing it it.
You worry too much TFE and now I do too!! Never mind the toothpaste - nobody has been running the country for several years now. That's why we are in this mess. I like the first two lines of your poem! This one is a real challenge - don't know if I'll make it.
There is a little bit more Sandra but it's been BANNED!
What is it Niamh? Gloved up Monkeys on anphetamines?
You can do it,I think were all struggling,we shall overcome!
Great song WatercatzI loves it and time? Yeah, see my latest post.Maths? I have number blindness.Money ? I still have number blindness.We should all be afeared, very afeared.HELP!
It's been banned John, I'll be famous now !
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j0e10baH6cE
watch it, then you'll know
Jeanne,Thursaday /sunday, it's all the one day Einstein is just a fig leaf of his imagination,Iconic realism rules!
Can't be done Argent Mrss EEj she say NO! Gravity is getting me down dude!
Can't be done Argent Mrss EEj she say NO! Gravity is getting me down dude!
Worry is my middle name, Heather,that's whyI never sleep.Mrs EEj bought me some Mexican worry people, tiny little fiures in a bag, that I kept in the car, to lighten my load, but they all had nervous breakdowns and ran away.I have Grek Olive worry beads and they broke.I'm doomed DOOOMED mR Mainwaring.And don't YOU worry ,I'm doing enough for the both of us.You did your best work last week and you were concerned abut that so just relax read the poems and put your thoughts to paper,then the world can read them!
WHOAHHARGHH Mrs Niamh.yes, I'll add it to the list.And Beavis and Bush-head, seriuosly scary!
I will have to check out the Ted Hughes task as up to now I have failed to produce one poem for the kingdom of Eejit. Forgive me, sire. :(
We're all waiting for you Susan, the poetry bus won't leave without you, jump aboard whenever you can!
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