Location: marengo, il, United States

Tuesday, February 01, 2005

Seethesaurus, Spewed

I am a straggler and a dawdler
Traveling through this bloggy land
And I got a homepage on Geocities, Lord
But it’s not (good Lordy, it’s not) not seen my recent hand

I got bad habits, like sisters and brothers
Slowcoach foot-dragger, I’m a lazybones
Yes I’m a slacker, and not a leader
Who wants to lay (good Lordy, he lies) on distant shores

As I go down to that river Naptime
Just to rest my empty head
If I could wear but a thread of garment
Of the extraordinarily (good Lordy, she is good) profound Ned

(repeat first verse)


Blogger The Bubaker said...

Hey Way's got one o' them web counter doo-hickys!
Oh, and very droll Mr Way :D

9:38 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Yassir, I did, thanks to Yerdad. Plus I have radar now as well. Somebody stop meh!

9:52 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I want to hear it sung. With full accompaniment, Way on guitar, Hannah on flute, Ned, the grand piano. For the encore, I'll supply my virtuoso Jews harp and Mad can bring his bongos. Perhaps the Remainderman can keep time for us by tapping his Walther 'gainst the table.

Delightful, sir, delightful. The Blogger's Lament. Just one thing has me still uninformed - the title. I see the 'saurus but 'tis not spilt...

10:38 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Oh, I got you, man. I got you now! Do kindly reread the heading once more. (splitting my sides larffin')

11:25 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

...and as long as Remainderman doesn't go off half-cocked...

11:28 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I've read it and read, even with the edit (don't think I didn't notice), and still I see the 'saurus but not the spewed. See thesaurus spewed? Or even spilt? It makes no sense, probably my accent or yours. Just for this, I'll let you wonder about Thermopylae. :D

2:13 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

You mean I'm to look "spewed" up in the thesaurus? I did - and maybe get you...

2:17 PM  
Blogger Harry said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

2:30 PM  
Blogger Harry said...

After spilling and wringing every last word possible from the saurus (yeah; rhymes with sare-ass, which I ride upon constantly)...damn, do I really need to explain all of this? p;

"Honor to those who in the life they lead
define and guard a Thermopylae."

Call me Theopholus, the Awfulest.

2:31 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

Still scratching my head. I wanna see that post you removed...

3:41 PM  
Blogger Harry said...


3:51 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

B*****d. :D

6:43 PM  
Blogger Harry said...

I heard a story abt a guy that once inadvertantly ate buzzard eggs.

7:19 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I'd have wanted to know what they tasted like.

8:49 PM  
Blogger Harry said...

No doubt chicken, Snowflake.

8:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Genius Harry. Genius!

9:22 PM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

I once ate kudu but not inadvertently. It was not like chicken either.

10:51 PM  
Blogger Hannah said...

Scratching my head-feathers with my talon and nodding wisely. Have I fooled anyone into thinking I get this?

4:10 AM  
Blogger Ned said...

Wayfarers and strangers sailing this sea
One who is Gone
The Owl
and Me
with Harry's imagination
our celestial navigation
Through the blog, it's his Star we see

5:09 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Hannah, a thread does exist (although, like an innocent that inadvertently runs smack into an errant wisp of floating web, and in response, begins to do that familiar but bizarre arm-waving dance to fend it off, thereby becoming to most casual passers-by an uncouth mental case), it's improbable that the thing can be identified.

8:09 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

(Ned can do the dance well, though)

8:11 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

No kudu has ever appeared before or chanced its way in my kitchen before. I have often thumped an udu more; and yes, till I was sore.

8:16 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

The kudu is a very large antelope, second in size only to the eland. It is brown with white stripes faintly drawn down its sides. The horns are the most striking and majestic feature - they are extremely long (requiring that the animal hold his head back when in flight through the thick bush of its normal environment to allow the horns to slip through the branches)and are spiralled, the spiral gradually tightening as it nears the tip. Only the Sable exceeds the kudu in beauty - my personal opinion.

8:36 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Then an udu deserves a pan: A Nigerian musical instrument, the clay drum produces many pleasing tones, one of which can be described as a deep and resounding 'Goink'; that similar to the Coke-bottle effect we should all be familiar with as the call that emanates from the Arizonian Roadrunner, accompanied by his famous "Beep-beep".

8:54 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Whoa! Here I learn more tricks. Foxfire, it seems, enables me to highlight a word and do an easy search; forget that fancy thing of inserting the highlighted word yaself, which only makes the text look "so techy" and less interesting to read. So without further explanation, do that with udu, and then hear the goink for yourself.

9:08 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

But will it deliver a kudu to my table?

9:29 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

Unable; nor the Sable.

9:32 AM  
Blogger Harry said...

And Tragelaphus strepsiceros? Please don't tellusthatcha serious!

9:36 AM  
Blogger Gone Away said...

A rhyme in time is never mine
(I leave such things to what is thine)
And if you speak of stegosaurus
Who is there, but just to bore us,
It seems, my friend, I be behind
You in this science of the kind
That tells of dino-this and that-us.
Oh please, continue if it matters;
We read with constant eyes so sore
And fear the dread Tyrannosaur.
I knit my brow at this here title
And wonder if I still must fight till
Dawn break through yon Owl's portal;
Perhaps the fearless Ned immortal
Can 'splain to me the hidden sign
That now is thine BUT SHOULD BE MINE!

10:41 AM  

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