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"Marilyn" <marilyn... @cox.net> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 13:25:33 -0500
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 1:25 pm
Subject: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
Twas My Night At The Late Show
Twas my night at the Late Show and all through the Ed
Pages clapped in the aisles. They weren't right in the head.
The cameras were hung by the desk and each chair,
In hopes that Dave Letterman soon would be there.
The audience was nestled all snug in their seats,
While visions of Letterman made their hearts skip two beats.
With Alan in a kerchief and Rupert in his cap,
I knew we weren't in for a one hour nap.
When out in the back there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
Away to the lobby I flew like a flash
Tore open the theater doors for a Super Bowl bash.
When what to my wandering eyes should appear?
Dave and Oprah with Leno trying to save his career!
This was not even Wikileaked! I needed a pinch!
I guess Conan declined to appear with the Grinch.
Eddie, the warm-up guy, was ready to go,
I knew in a moment, they'd start the Big Show.
And then, one by one, out the band came,
So he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
"Now Sid, Now Felicia,
Now, Anton, Al, Will.
On Bones, On Bruce,
And at the top of the bill...
To the top of the bandstand,
With no red nose at all
Now clap away! Clap away!
Here comes Paul!"
And then, in a twinkling, I heard near the stage,
The prancing and pawing of each CBS page.
As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
Downstage DAVID LETTERMAN came with a bound.
He was dressed by Sue Hum, from his head to his foot,
His peninsula hairpiece- a light shade of soot.
With a bundle of jokes thanks to Inky's hard labors,
And I thought- Wake the kids! Phone up the neighbors!
His eyes- how they twinkled! What a gap-toothed grin!
He did a squeaky impression of the guy with the chin.
Cue up Mike Singletary, I'm not sure what he said.
He's as strange as that thing on Donald Trump's head.
Then I heard a ringing, a Jeff Altman phone call
And the mood in the theater was cast with a pall.
Out came Joe Grossman with a bizarre interjection,
Who is weirder than him? Always. the horn section.
Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro.
Then with a toss of a pencil, and a shake of his fist,
Dave proceeded to read us his top ten list.
He finished his list and went straight to his work,
Interviewing celebrities who may think he's a jerk.
Then laying his pencil aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, the show came to a close.
He sprang to his feet, to his staff gave a whistle,
And off flew his jacket like the down of a thistle,
But I heard him exclaim as he strolled out of sight
"Thanks for being here, come again, and to all a goodnight!"
-Marilyn Sargent
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Donz5 <do... @aol.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 11:49:21 -0800 (PST)
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 2:49 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 1:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
... @cox.net> wrote:
> Twas My Night At The Late Show
> Twas my night at the Late Show and all through the Ed
> Pages clapped in the aisles. They weren't right in the head.
> The cameras were hung by the desk and each chair,
> In hopes that Dave Letterman soon would be there.
> The audience was nestled all snug in their seats,
> While visions of Letterman made their hearts skip two beats.
> With Alan in a kerchief and Rupert in his cap,
> I knew we weren't in for a one hour nap.
> When out in the back there arose such a clatter
> I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
> Away to the lobby I flew like a flash
> Tore open the theater doors for a Super Bowl bash.
> When what to my wandering eyes should appear?
> Dave and Oprah with Leno trying to save his career!
> This was not even Wikileaked! I needed a pinch!
> I guess Conan declined to appear with the Grinch.
> Eddie, the warm-up guy, was ready to go,
> I knew in a moment, they'd start the Big Show.
> And then, one by one, out the band came,
> So he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
> "Now Sid, Now Felicia,
> Now, Anton, Al, Will.
> On Bones, On Bruce,
> And at the top of the bill...
> To the top of the bandstand,
> With no red nose at all
> Now clap away! Clap away!
> Here comes Paul!"
> And then, in a twinkling, I heard near the stage,
> The prancing and pawing of each CBS page.
> As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
> Downstage DAVID LETTERMAN came with a bound.
> He was dressed by Sue Hum, from his head to his foot,
> His peninsula hairpiece- a light shade of soot.
> With a bundle of jokes thanks to Inky's hard labors,
> And I thought- Wake the kids! Phone up the neighbors!
> His eyes- how they twinkled! What a gap-toothed grin!
> He did a squeaky impression of the guy with the chin.
> Cue up Mike Singletary, I'm not sure what he said.
> He's as strange as that thing on Donald Trump's head.
> Then I heard a ringing, a Jeff Altman phone call
> And the mood in the theater was cast with a pall.
> Out came Joe Grossman with a bizarre interjection,
> Who is weirder than him? Always. the horn section.
> Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro.
> Then with a toss of a pencil, and a shake of his fist,
> Dave proceeded to read us his top ten list.
> He finished his list and went straight to his work,
> Interviewing celebrities who may think he's a jerk.
> Then laying his pencil aside of his nose,
> And giving a nod, the show came to a close.
> He sprang to his feet, to his staff gave a whistle,
> And off flew his jacket like the down of a thistle,
> But I heard him exclaim as he strolled out of sight
> "Thanks for being here, come again, and to all a goodnight!"
> -Marilyn Sargent
What I enjoy most about this holiday tradition are the updated verses.
Far more entertaining than the Madonna curses.
Fantastic, Marilyn; you're nothing but class.
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Sally <SallyDr... @aol.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 12:25:04 -0800 (PST)
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 3:25 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 2:49 pm, Donz5 <do
... @aol.com> wrote:
> On Dec 19, 1:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
... @cox.net> wrote:
> > Twas My Night At The Late Show
> > Twas my night at the Late Show and all through the Ed
> > Pages clapped in the aisles. They weren't right in the head.
> > The cameras were hung by the desk and each chair,
> > In hopes that Dave Letterman soon would be there.
> > The audience was nestled all snug in their seats,
> > While visions of Letterman made their hearts skip two beats.
> > With Alan in a kerchief and Rupert in his cap,
> > I knew we weren't in for a one hour nap.
> > When out in the back there arose such a clatter
> > I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
> > Away to the lobby I flew like a flash
> > Tore open the theater doors for a Super Bowl bash.
> > When what to my wandering eyes should appear?
> > Dave and Oprah with Leno trying to save his career!
> > This was not even Wikileaked! I needed a pinch!
> > I guess Conan declined to appear with the Grinch.
> > Eddie, the warm-up guy, was ready to go,
> > I knew in a moment, they'd start the Big Show.
> > And then, one by one, out the band came,
> > So he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
> > "Now Sid, Now Felicia,
> > Now, Anton, Al, Will.
> > On Bones, On Bruce,
> > And at the top of the bill...
> > To the top of the bandstand,
> > With no red nose at all
> > Now clap away! Clap away!
> > Here comes Paul!"
> > And then, in a twinkling, I heard near the stage,
> > The prancing and pawing of each CBS page.
> > As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
> > Downstage DAVID LETTERMAN came with a bound.
> > He was dressed by Sue Hum, from his head to his foot,
> > His peninsula hairpiece- a light shade of soot.
> > With a bundle of jokes thanks to Inky's hard labors,
> > And I thought- Wake the kids! Phone up the neighbors!
> > His eyes- how they twinkled! What a gap-toothed grin!
> > He did a squeaky impression of the guy with the chin.
> > Cue up Mike Singletary, I'm not sure what he said.
> > He's as strange as that thing on Donald Trump's head.
> > Then I heard a ringing, a Jeff Altman phone call
> > And the mood in the theater was cast with a pall.
> > Out came Joe Grossman with a bizarre interjection,
> > Who is weirder than him? Always. the horn section.
> > Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> > And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> > A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> > I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro.
> > Then with a toss of a pencil, and a shake of his fist,
> > Dave proceeded to read us his top ten list.
> > He finished his list and went straight to his work,
> > Interviewing celebrities who may think he's a jerk.
> > Then laying his pencil aside of his nose,
> > And giving a nod, the show came to a close.
> > He sprang to his feet, to his staff gave a whistle,
> > And off flew his jacket like the down of a thistle,
> > But I heard him exclaim as he strolled out of sight
> > "Thanks for being here, come again, and to all a goodnight!"
> > -Marilyn Sargent
> What I enjoy most about this holiday tradition are the updated verses.
> Fantastic, Marilyn; you're nothing but class.
> - Show quoted text -
Bravo, Marilyn. I was glued to the text of your story, just as any of
your young charges would be. Thank you, Mommy, for the nice story
about Dave and his pals this Christmas. It outta be set to music! It
was full of suspense, and was most satisfying. ;) Record it and make a
fortune. Just one minor thing...he doesn't have that gap anymore. It
be fixed a while back. (I told you it was a minor point.) I miss the
gap.
Sally
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Rod Fernandez <ro... @yahoo.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 17:46:25 -0500
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 5:46 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On 12/19/10 1:25 PM, Marilyn wrote:
> Twas My Night At The Late Show
Marilyn is a genius and her posts continues to be "must read" on AFL.
I'm not theologian but I'm pretty sure she's doing the Lord's work. God
bless you Marilyn!
Hugs,
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Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro. <-----brilliant!!!!!
Another fantastic TTNBC, Marilyn!!
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ronnie <r_he... @yahoo.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 16:42:42 -0800 (PST)
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Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 1:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
... @cox.net> wrote:
> Twas My Night At The Late Show
> Twas my night at the Late Show and all through the Ed
> Pages clapped in the aisles. They weren't right in the head.
> The cameras were hung by the desk and each chair,
> In hopes that Dave Letterman soon would be there.
> The audience was nestled all snug in their seats,
> While visions of Letterman made their hearts skip two beats.
> With Alan in a kerchief and Rupert in his cap,
> I knew we weren't in for a one hour nap.
> When out in the back there arose such a clatter
> I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
> Away to the lobby I flew like a flash
> Tore open the theater doors for a Super Bowl bash.
> When what to my wandering eyes should appear?
> Dave and Oprah with Leno trying to save his career!
> This was not even Wikileaked! I needed a pinch!
> I guess Conan declined to appear with the Grinch.
> Eddie, the warm-up guy, was ready to go,
> I knew in a moment, they'd start the Big Show.
> And then, one by one, out the band came,
> So he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
> "Now Sid, Now Felicia,
> Now, Anton, Al, Will.
> On Bones, On Bruce,
> And at the top of the bill...
> To the top of the bandstand,
> With no red nose at all
> Now clap away! Clap away!
> Here comes Paul!"
> And then, in a twinkling, I heard near the stage,
> The prancing and pawing of each CBS page.
> As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
> Downstage DAVID LETTERMAN came with a bound.
> He was dressed by Sue Hum, from his head to his foot,
> His peninsula hairpiece- a light shade of soot.
> With a bundle of jokes thanks to Inky's hard labors,
> And I thought- Wake the kids! Phone up the neighbors!
> His eyes- how they twinkled! What a gap-toothed grin!
> He did a squeaky impression of the guy with the chin.
> Cue up Mike Singletary, I'm not sure what he said.
> He's as strange as that thing on Donald Trump's head.
> Then I heard a ringing, a Jeff Altman phone call
> And the mood in the theater was cast with a pall.
> Out came Joe Grossman with a bizarre interjection,
> Who is weirder than him? Always. the horn section.
> Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro.
> Then with a toss of a pencil, and a shake of his fist,
> Dave proceeded to read us his top ten list.
> He finished his list and went straight to his work,
> Interviewing celebrities who may think he's a jerk.
> Then laying his pencil aside of his nose,
> And giving a nod, the show came to a close.
> He sprang to his feet, to his staff gave a whistle,
> And off flew his jacket like the down of a thistle,
> But I heard him exclaim as he strolled out of sight
> "Thanks for being here, come again, and to all a goodnight!"
> -Marilyn Sargent
That is just givling brilliant!!
-ronnie
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foxyscrib... @yahoo.com Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 18:24:05 -0800 (PST)
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 9:24 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 6:07 pm, foxyscrib
... @yahoo.com wrote:
> Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro. <-----brilliant!!!!!
> Another fantastic TTNBC, Marilyn!!
..geez...I meant TMNATLS.
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Sally <SallyDr... @aol.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 20:00:10 -0800 (PST)
Local: Sun, Dec 19 2010 11:00 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 9:24 pm, foxyscrib
... @yahoo.com wrote:
> On Dec 19, 6:07 pm, foxyscrib
... @yahoo.com wrote:
> > Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> > And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> > A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> > I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro. <-----brilliant!!!!!
> > Another fantastic TTNBC, Marilyn!!
> ..geez...I meant TMNATLS.
She is the ultimate maternal figure around here. I can't figure out
TMNATLS, tho.
Sally
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Donz5 <do... @aol.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 20:42:01 -0800 (PST)
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Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 11:00 pm, Sally <SallyDr
... @aol.com> wrote:
> On Dec 19, 9:24 pm, foxyscrib
... @yahoo.com wrote:
> > On Dec 19, 6:07 pm, foxyscrib... @yahoo.com wrote:
> > > Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> > > And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> > > A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> > > I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro. <-----brilliant!!!!!
> > > Another fantastic TTNBC, Marilyn!!
> > ..geez...I meant TMNATLS.
> She is the ultimate maternal figure around here. I can't figure out
> Sally
Look up.
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Twibil <nowayjo... @gmail.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 22:04:25 -0800 (PST)
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Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 2:46 pm, Rod Fernandez <ro
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> I'm not theologian but I'm pretty sure she's doing the Lord's work.
I'm an ordained minister in the Universal Life Church, and I'd agree.
~Father Pete
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DDY <dyo... @ksu.edu> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 22:05:37 -0800 (PST)
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On Dec 19, 12:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
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> Twas My Night At The Late Show
I love these poems. This makes 12 in my collection now.
Thanks, Marilyn, for this wonderful tradition. The DeNiro cameo
David D
DDY's Late Show Fan Page http://www.ddy.com/dl3.html
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Sally <SallyDr... @aol.com> Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2010 22:36:01 -0800 (PST)
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On Dec 20, 1:05 am, DDY <dyo
... @ksu.edu> wrote:
> On Dec 19, 12:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
... @cox.net> wrote:
> > Twas My Night At The Late Show
> I love these poems. This makes 12 in my collection now.
> Thanks, Marilyn, for this wonderful tradition. The DeNiro cameo
> David D
> DDY's Late Show Fan Pagehttp://www.ddy.com/dl3.html
When Donz said to "look up," at first I thought he meant G-d.
Then, I got it. ;D
Sally
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James Langdell <jameslangd... @gmail.com> Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2010 14:32:46 -0800 (PST)
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Another great annual variation on this poem. Henry Livingston, Jr.
(the REAL author of TTNBC, not Clement Clarke Moore)
would be proud of you.
--James
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James Langdell <jameslangd... @gmail.com> Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2010 15:08:58 -0800 (PST)
Local: Mon, Dec 20 2010 6:08 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 20, 2:32 pm, James Langdell <jameslangd
... @gmail.com> wrote:
> Another great annual variation on this poem. Henry Livingston, Jr.
> (the REAL author of TTNBC, not Clement Clarke Moore)
> would be proud of you.
> --James
Among the other poems by Henry Livingston, Jr., here's a
bit of vegetative porn you can recite to the Dave Tree in your
yard to stimulate its growth:
http://www.iment.com/maida/familytree/henry/writing/poetry/vine.htm
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Local: Mon, Dec 20 2010 10:17 pm
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 19, 1:25 pm, "Marilyn" <marilyn
... @cox.net> wrote:
> Twas My Night At The Late Show
> Twas my night at the Late Show and all through the Ed
> Pages clapped in the aisles. They weren't right in the head.
> The cameras were hung by the desk and each chair,
> In hopes that Dave Letterman soon would be there.
> The audience was nestled all snug in their seats,
> While visions of Letterman made their hearts skip two beats.
> With Alan in a kerchief and Rupert in his cap,
> I knew we weren't in for a one hour nap.
> When out in the back there arose such a clatter
> I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
> Away to the lobby I flew like a flash
> Tore open the theater doors for a Super Bowl bash.
> When what to my wandering eyes should appear?
> Dave and Oprah with Leno trying to save his career!
> This was not even Wikileaked! I needed a pinch!
> I guess Conan declined to appear with the Grinch.
> Eddie, the warm-up guy, was ready to go,
> I knew in a moment, they'd start the Big Show.
> And then, one by one, out the band came,
> So he whistled and shouted and called them by name:
> "Now Sid, Now Felicia,
> Now, Anton, Al, Will.
> On Bones, On Bruce,
> And at the top of the bill...
> To the top of the bandstand,
> With no red nose at all
> Now clap away! Clap away!
> Here comes Paul!"
> And then, in a twinkling, I heard near the stage,
> The prancing and pawing of each CBS page.
> As I drew in my breath and was turning around,
> Downstage DAVID LETTERMAN came with a bound.
> He was dressed by Sue Hum, from his head to his foot,
> His peninsula hairpiece- a light shade of soot.
> With a bundle of jokes thanks to Inky's hard labors,
> And I thought- Wake the kids! Phone up the neighbors!
> His eyes- how they twinkled! What a gap-toothed grin!
> He did a squeaky impression of the guy with the chin.
> Cue up Mike Singletary, I'm not sure what he said.
> He's as strange as that thing on Donald Trump's head.
> Then I heard a ringing, a Jeff Altman phone call
> And the mood in the theater was cast with a pall.
> Out came Joe Grossman with a bizarre interjection,
> Who is weirder than him? Always. the horn section.
> Joaquin Phoenix strolled out, a right freaky old elf,
> And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself
> A difficult interview for my TV Boy hero,
> I guess it could be worse. It could be De Niro.
> Then with a toss of a pencil, and a shake of his fist,
> Dave proceeded to read us his top ten list.
> He finished his list and went straight to his work,
> Interviewing celebrities who may think he's a jerk.
> Then laying his pencil aside of his nose,
> And giving a nod, the show came to a close.
> He sprang to his feet, to his staff gave a whistle,
> And off flew his jacket like the down of a thistle,
> But I heard him exclaim as he strolled out of sight
> "Thanks for being here, come again, and to all a goodnight!"
> -Marilyn Sargent
Nice, very well done......and I'm not talking about my meat.
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Sally <SallyDr... @aol.com> Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2010 00:33:03 -0800 (PST)
Local: Tues, Dec 21 2010 3:33 am
Subject: Re: Twas My Night At The Late Show -2010 Edition
On Dec 20, 6:08 pm, James Langdell <jameslangd
... @gmail.com> wrote:
> On Dec 20, 2:32 pm, James Langdell <jameslangd
... @gmail.com> wrote:
> > Another great annual variation on this poem. Henry Livingston, Jr.
> > --James
> Among the other poems by Henry Livingston, Jr., here's a
> http://www.iment.com/maida/familytree/henry/writing/poetry/vine.htm
Funny, but I was thinking these thoughts just yesterday...thanks for
posting this.
Sally
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