Good evening! I am utterly bezonked!
But very shortly I shall be beplonked
Upon my bed, which is four feet away
Approximately. What a lovely day!
Citalopram is quite a unique thing -
"Quite a unique?!" I hear you cry, and fling
Tomatoes, eggs, and sausages at me
Because with you my grammar don't agree.
This is because you're stupid, or a pedant,
Or silly, or all three; or you're a dead ant.
I know this does not, strictly speaking, rhyme;
But writing comic verse is not a crime.
But that does rhyme, it is not a rime riche,
(Such things should be kept firmly on a leash.)
Rhyme rhymes with crime satÃsfactórilee,
Because of phonologic euphony.
But I am tired, yes, very tired indeed,
And I shall go to bed in a minute because I can't be bothered to think of a rhyme for "indeed" though it's not particularly difficult but I am going to stop here and wish you a good night.
Good night.
It is time for sleepiness.
I am pleased with today. I am going to bed.
Monday, 18 January 2010
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ReplyDeleteBeplonked is a lovely word.
I doubt that dead ants, or even living ones, have opinions on your grammar.
I am glad you are well.