anniversary-
WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all around the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian’s nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
February 4, 2012 at 9:56 am
work in progress- stay tuned
more later..
February 5, 2012 at 10:00 am
long haul always worth it. a handful indeed ! Easy ain’t best way to go. true blue w/ gullibility. why me type like twiiter?
Yikes !
February 5, 2012 at 3:39 pm
the taste i couldn’t fathom on the gnochhi was butter- me not very smart sometimes-