Every now and again, BlindZanyGirl posts limericks about fleas. For example… Being limericks, they’re short and punchy, and often hilarious! She posted a couple last night, which prompted me to have a go at a couple of my own. Actually, it is harder than it seems and I had to ponder them for a while. I posted a non-flea limerick last night but came up with a few fleas today.
It’s funny – I usually just use the language as a tool to convey my meaning, but it was quite good fun to kind-of joust with the words, to cajole them into this specific pattern. Moreso, I suppose, because I wasn’t sure that it would be fun.
There once was a flea called Vanessa Jumped so high, she jumped on a dresser! All the dust on the top Made her splutter and stop And it took half an hour to de-stress her.
There once was a flea called Paul, Unique, being seven foot tall. He jumped onto a roof Which of course, went “poof” And the flea enjoyed quite a fall!
Last week, Jim (NewEpicAuthor, A Unique Title For Me) set the subject of a loner (my attempt). This week, posture – leaning, sitting, standing.
My choice came instantly this week. How about not being able to stand? Not even being able to stagger?
I’m going really low-brow this week. I love the energy in Irish music, and Shane MacGowan is one of my favourites. And, you know, an element of music is just that foot-tappingness – it doesn’t always need to be deep and meaningful.
Shane MacGowan actually sings some very politically-charged, Irish Republican material, but he has also had a seemingly lifelong affair with booze, and this is one of his odes to whiskey, or, as the song personifies it, to Nancy. [Nancy Whiskey was a real-life Scottish singer.] The song was first written mainly by the Clancy Brothers and there are several versions of it, including by The Dubliners and The Clancys themselves, but I chose Shane’s interpretation.
The song contains the wonderful lyric I fell down flat, I could not stagger, Nancy had me by the legs which I always thought was a glorious metaphor for being so drunk you’re unable to stand!
Please Fall Down Responsibly 🙂 .
As I went down through Glasgow city Just to see what I might spy What should I see but Nancy Whiskey A playful twinkle in her eye
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