A boring and inconsequential day… promise of Thai cuisine for dinner. Wendy Cope’s ‘Waste Land Limericks’ flashes across my mind…
WASTE LAND LIMERICKS
I
In April one seldom feels cheerful;
Dry stones, sun and dust make me fearful;
Clairvoyantes distress me,
Commuters depress me–
Met Stetson and gave him an earful.
II
She sat on a mighty fine chair,
Sparks flew as she tidied her hair;
She asks many questions,
I make few suggestions–
Bad as Albert and Lil–what a pair!
III
The Thames runs, bones rattle, rats creep;
Tiresias fancies a peep–
A typist is laid,
A record is played–
Wei la la. After this it gets deep.
IV
A Phoenician named Phlebas forgot
About birds and his business–the lot,
Which is no surprise,
Since he’d met his demise
And been left in the ocean to rot.
V
No water. Dry rocks and dry throats,
Then thunder, a shower of quotes
From the Sanskrit and Dante.
Da. Damyata. Shantih.
I hope you’ll make sense of the notes.
— Wendy Cope
Sure I hope I can make sense of the notes… Amen.
rileen says:
That was funny 🙂
What isn’t, is that i’m still here ….. so i’ll call it a night, hope you enjoy the Thai food.
April 29, 2004 — 2:32 pm
Lakshmi says:
Sure did…:-)
Hubby’s creation and was pretty decent, must say…
April 30, 2004 — 4:53 am
rileen says:
Great hubby you’ve got 🙂 !!
I really must learn to cook ……
April 30, 2004 — 5:05 am
Lakshmi says:
Rileen.. you always manage to spook me when I post a comment and immediately afterwards, I find your reply in my e-mail…!
April 30, 2004 — 5:17 am
rileen says:
Haha 🙂
Yup, i often treat the commenting facility as a sort of chat setup 🙂
April 30, 2004 — 5:23 am