Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Don't know why I say hello

I've got a date with a lovely red haired Celtic girl, see ya later.

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Blogger Glenn Buttkus said...

What was it the Beatles said in thier lyrics?

"You say good day,
I say hello, hello,
helllooo."

I don't know why either.

"A lovely red haired Celtic girl" you say? Good on you, mate. I hope it was both fun and fruitful, as encounters should be, or might be, or could be; or not. Can't wait for the "rest of the story".

Glenn

6:04 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats along the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When landlords turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drums,
I shall drink the more!

Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!

Can your little red headed floozy write like that?

....................Emily

10:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Emily:
When I go to a dental hygienist, I want one who can painlessly, but thoroughly, clean teeth and whose practice accepts my Regence insurance, not a hygienist who must write poetry to get to clean my teeth. When I want to read poetry, I read those of my partner, the LL -- or your poetry, Emily, including that about inebriates.
Discerningly,
Anonomann

5:02 PM  

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