Scrolling through the ‘bakery, Reading the ideas, Taking in the annos, All the boos and all the cheers. Some of them are practical And some of them are witty, And all of them inspired me To write this little ditty. [marked-for-expiry]-- DrBob, Oct 31 2006 Rupert Bear http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rupert_BearThe tales of little Rupert BearI got my inspiration there. [DrBob, Nov 03 2006, last modified Nov 04 2006] Dr.Bob, you started An unhealthy trend As you know this chatter Started, will not end Nor am I completely Writing to be seen More a like to scare you On this Halloween-- theircompetitor, Oct 31 2006 tlip tlip tlip tlip tlip (that's the sound of one hand clapping)-- phundug, Oct 31 2006 [tc] tried continuing What [phundug] sadly missed So [Bubba] duly wanders in To carry on the list Who will pick the baton up? The States is trick-or-treating [egbert]'s scoffing candy treats And [po]'s most likely sleeping-- egbert, Nov 01 2006 Amid the darkened streets of night, Aware of goblin's keening, This Halloween's spent @ this site, Engaged in search for meaning. Instead of tossing trick-or-treats, While neither drunk nor sober, What ho! Thank God for devil's play, This last day of October!-- csea, Nov 01 2006 Perhaps the annotator Who had a busy hand Could not have imitated Or didn't understand? Or possibly, the subject Who hadn't said a boo Was drumming up a couplet But ended in haiku?-- theircompetitor, Nov 01 2006 I'd wished to be an annotee but, stood in awe and silent [csea]'s relay made me replay worth of words I'd lent On paper scratched In OK box matched but how can one compete?-- Zimmy, Nov 01 2006 [Zimmy], mate, it's good to see The poetry keep flowing... Though we all know an MFD For writing lists is owing.
For some of us it's just as well This is no competition; Our scansion just gets shot to hell Right at the point when we'd almost finished but then couldn't think of a good rhyme either.-- pertinax, Nov 01 2006 The Owl and the Pussycat went to see if the halfbakery needed a vote. They wrote something funny, with plenty of punnery, Wrapped up in a troll-baiting note. The owl looked up to the score above, And thought this was really bizarre. 'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a miserable lot they are, They are, They are! What a miserable lot they are.'
Pussy smacked the owl with a soaking wet towel, 'What terrible tweets you sing, How long have we parried and harried and carried on blaming results on this thing?' They typed away, for a year and a day, To improve their halbakery prose, And then they were good, like they bloody well should, With croissants all stacked up in rows, In rows, In rows, With croissants all stacked up in rows.-- Ling, Nov 01 2006 Thank you for your annos. As usual I’m inspired To write you a response at work. I hope I don’t get fired! My inclination is, of course, To write another verse By using long and complex words; To wander from the terse. Though multi-syllabolic prose is difficult to scan I like to take a challenge ‘twould defeat a lesser man I really want to do it And the urge is overwhelming But finding rhymes for words like that Is really rather difficult.-- DrBob, Nov 01 2006 I really want to do it And the urge is overwhelming But the rhymes I'd pick to make it work would have my readers belming.-- calum, Nov 01 2006 Guelph? Or Ghibelline? They’re hard to tell apart. Go ask the Pope about it I suggest would be a start But please don’t fall for ‘belming’ It’s belov-ed of the Scots. But really it’s a made-up word And trust me they’ve got lots!-- DrBob, Nov 01 2006 "Made up words"'s the English claim, Its repetition makes us yawn, You know that there's no truth in it, You just being michty thrawn.
Your constant sniping at we Scots, To self-congratulation rapturous, Is tiresome in its endlessness, And makes proud Scots carnaptious.
Our Scottish words are not made up, And the sneering it can rankle, But so baseless are your haverings, They've gone and got you in a fankle.-- calum, Nov 02 2006 (I don't do verse, but I thought I'd mention that [UnaBubba] might be confusing King Henry VII of England - Henry Tudor, the first Tudor monarch - with King Henry VII of Germany, Holy Roman Emperor 200 years previously. If not, my bad.)-- angel, Nov 02 2006 I think he means our Henry Eight But he'll soon shout if I mis-state.-- DrBob, Nov 02 2006 There go those Ghoblins and Uelves again.-- pertinax, Nov 03 2006 [pertinax]:
Ah! Again, so sadly missed An opportunity to rhyme! If you have not got the gist The game takes no time; It's to write a piece of poetry To speak with everyone It needn't be a soliloquy(But to do so would gain you a bun.)
(What you should've said was:)
"Avaunt all talk of Ghoblin and Uelf For the point has begun to peeve The finer points on it - for my elf Are only thought on All Hallow's Eve"
(Just kidding.)-- froglet, Nov 03 2006 <pedantic historical accuracy>Henry VIII didn't get divorced - his marriages were anulled, i.e. it was ruled that they had never happened. It's probably harder to find a rhyme for 'annulment' though</pedantic historical accuracy>-- hippo, Nov 03 2006 Not so hard to find rhymes for "Died" or "Beheaded", though. The new menemonic device poem would be: "Annulled, Beheaded, Died; Annulled, Beheaded, Survived."-- jurist, Nov 03 2006 Call it divorce or call it annulment Neither word is a consolement For those on the receiving end Of Henry's seperation trend. But though they had to leave his bed At least they got to keep their head.-- DrBob, Nov 03 2006 What thoust fuck?-- blissmiss, Nov 03 2006 My pedantometer just croaked It only goes up to eleven With all this talk of marriages broke, Annulled, or stopped with axes' stroke, My pedantometer's now in Heaven this is it's epitaph I'm givin'. Oh brave device! Your warning beep, Has often saved my fractured sleep, And let me rest, safe knowing that, I nearly looked an utter prat, But your beep saved me from that fate While others rush into debate It's only inexactitude There's no need for us to get rude (Although we very rarely do But truth's an oversold virtue) (IMHO)-- moomintroll, Nov 03 2006 [DrBob]'s fine little rhyme Appears to appeal to all of us And yes, it's true, to me too - So from me, [DrBob], you get a [+] Let's just hope it stays that way For surely it's only fools and whiners (or the moaning autobone) Who'd want to give this idea a [-]-- imaginality, Nov 03 2006 <tosses in the towel>-- pertinax, Nov 06 2006 random, halfbakery