Thursday 30 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 19

Its horns turning independently
Frightened me as moving alternately
But in the end I had to hail
The magnificent mysterious yale! 

Wednesday 29 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 18

A couple of times, I've used Stephen Fry's Word of the Day in rhymes - one of which...

Today's word is loin. Loin. That's loin. Try and use it to the next person you speak to. Loin. Loin.

Loin, loin, loin, how I like to join, join, join you to another:arms reaching round the waists, eyes meeting, face to face:joy with a lover.

Tuesday 28 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 17

To go before and kowtow may help to plough 
A neat furrow to lie in and enjoy your grovelled share.
But it’s filled deeply with behaviour that’s sheeply: 
Why don’t you stop your din and just grow a pair.

Thursday 23 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 16

Cook's tour, four to the floor:Seen so much, but ne'er a touch:From afar, nowt's a star:By hook, he's a crook:Need rest, take me to nest? 

or

Cook's tour went at four to the floor/We saw so much but never got in touch/With a single thing, so disappointing/From afar nothing's a star.

Monday 20 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 14

He thought himself nebbish, constantly socially rubbish. He dreamed of being Percy Bysshe: speaking smooth and silkish-not like a wet fish.

Thursday 16 August 2012

Wednesday 15 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 12

The dragons were meant to protect the city, but at their job they were shitty. 

So when the bigger ones were driven, in shame, home, the smaller were set on the border in stone.

Tuesday 14 August 2012

Tweet Repeat 11

Tub-thumper:enthusiastic humper of your mind,
sower of seeds or repeller, 
(s)he'll try to find in you a fellow 
ripe to join the bellow.