[I] - Nice to see the original McGonagalldoing so well still!
Ssirienna
That a poet as bad as the Tragedian of Tay
Culd generate such a battle a' bids
As culd knock off JKR and her covey of kids'
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/tayside_and_central/7402920.stm
All Hail the Original Battle Poet!
Ssirienna
--
"O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!"
John Keats
Elliott Grasett
> 'Tis heartening to see in our mad modern day
> That a poet as bad as the Tragedian of Tay
> Culd generate such a battle a' bids
> As culd knock off JKR and her covey of kids'
>
> http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/tayside_and_central/7402920.stm
>
> All Hail the Original Battle Poet!
>
> Ssirienna
>
By Jove, she's got it!
--
Cheers,
Elliott
Ssirienna
"Elliott Grasett" <egra...@gmail.com> wrote in message
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As his rhyming structure is hard to fit
Sometimes his lines are almost iambic
And others meander!
:-)
Ssirienna
Daibhid Ceanaideach
wrote:
If trying to write like McGonnagall is driving you mad,
Because his rhythm and meter have left you far from glad,
You need simply reflect that the Dundonian lad,
Couldna do it either; that's why his stuff's so bad.
--
Dave
So I looked, and behold, a pale horse.
And the name of him who sat on it was Death.
And the name of the horse was Binky.
Lister
<daibhidc...@aol.com> wrote:
>On 16 May 2008, "Ssirienna" <ssirien...@blueyonderNOSPAM.co.uk>
>wrote:
>
>>
>> "Elliott Grasett" <egra...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>> news:VJednY5KfIomZLDV...@wightman.ca...
>>> Ssirienna wrote:
>>>> 'Tis heartening to see in our mad modern day
>>>> That a poet as bad as the Tragedian of Tay
>>>> Culd generate such a battle a' bids
>>>> As culd knock off JKR and her covey of kids'
>>>>
>>>> http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/tayside_and_central/7402920.stm
>>>>
>>>> All Hail the Original Battle Poet!
>>>>
>>>> Ssirienna
>>>>
>>>
>>> By Jove, she's got it!
>>>
>> And is trying hard to get rid of it
>> As his rhyming structure is hard to fit
>> Sometimes his lines are almost iambic
>> And others meander!
>>
>>:-)
>
>
>If trying to write like McGonnagall is driving you mad,
>Because his rhythm and meter have left you far from glad,
>You need simply reflect that the Dundonian lad,
>Couldna do it either; that's why his stuff's so bad.
Oh no, I've missed the missed the McGonnagle contest
In which I would be far worse than the rest
Because I cannot think of any good rhymes
And I end up writing rubbish just too fill in the lines
Ssirienna
"Lister" <fa...@SPAMclara.net> wrote in message
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Nay, Lad, there's no contest, just an earnest endeavour
To show honour to a writer of poetic palaver.
His verse may be gruesome, his subjects all deid
But still proving popular, which is all to the guid
Ssirienna
(whose English teacher must be squirming now! ;))
The Stainless Steel Cat
> If trying to write like McGonnagall is driving you mad,
> Because his rhythm and meter have left you far from glad,
> You need simply reflect that the Dundonian lad,
> Couldna do it either; that's why his stuff's so bad.
Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard,
Your critics judge you so terribly hard,
They think it's fine with mocks and jeering,
But who else writes poetry 'bout engineering?
Your works use language most fine and grand,
With topics most relevent to your fellow man,
LIke Glasgow's reservoir, fine Loch Katrine,
And the pipes that water through them do bring,
To the thirsty mouths of dry Glaswegians.
Or the history of good King Robert the Bruce,
And when he hid in a small farm-house,
Most reknowned of couse for the silv'ry Tay,
And the disaster that befell its poor railway.
Not for him, nay McGonagall spurns,
The dialectical words of Robert Burns,
Plain English writes our favourite lad,
The better to understand and make one glad.
Cat.
Elliott Grasett
<snip>
> Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard,
> Your critics judge you so terribly hard,
> They think it's fine with mocks and jeering,
> But who else writes poetry 'bout engineering?
> . . .
Kipling, for one; try M'Andrew's Hymn:
Lord, thou hast made this Earth below
The shadow of a Dream;
And taught by time, I take it so,
Excepting always Steam.
From coupler-flange to spindle guide
I see Thy hand, O God;
Predestination in the stride
O' yon Connecting Rod!
John Calvin might have forged the same,
Enormous, certain, slow;
Aye, wrought it in the furnace flame --
/My/ /Institutio/ ! . . .
--
Cheers,
Elliott
SteveD
Steel Cat) wrote:
>Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard,
>Your critics judge you so terribly hard,
>They think it's fine with mocks and jeering,
>But who else writes poetry 'bout engineering?
O lever, wheel, axle, invention,
Pin, spindle, pipe, balance and tension,
Flange, screw-spiral, bearing
Steam, alloys, preparing
Our engineered path to ascension.
...um. Perhaps a sonnet instead?
-SteveD
CCA
wrote:
> Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard...
Incidentally, does anyone know why he called himself Topaz?
[reluctant snip]
> Not for him, nay McGonagall spurns,
> The dialectical words of Robert Burns,
> Plain English writes our favourite lad,
> The better to understand and make one glad.
Yer a genius laddie!
(Refrains from putting 'wee sleekit stainless steel beastie', for even
I know that's Burns...)
Same goes for the other McGonagall-style poets in this thread too.
Good stuff :-)
CCA
--
Jazz-loving soulmate to Cat
CC-Mentor to Ssirienna
Daibhid Ceanaideach
> On May 19, 6:00�pm, catofst...@mac.com (The Stainless Steel Cat)
> wrote:
>
>> Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard...
>
> Incidentally, does anyone know why he called himself Topaz?
In 1894, Thibaw Min, the last king of Burma, named him Sir Topaz, Knight of
the White Elephant. McGonagall, being McGonagall, took this seriously.
Ross
<Xns9AA59883A2A96da...@130.133.1.4>, seen in
alt.fan.pratchett:
> On 21 May 2008, CCA <sphir...@aol.com> wrote:
> > On May 19, 6:00�pm, catofst...@mac.com (The Stainless Steel Cat)
> > wrote:
> >
> >> Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard...
> >
> > Incidentally, does anyone know why he called himself Topaz?
>
> In 1894, Thibaw Min, the last king of Burma, named him Sir Topaz, Knight of
> the White Elephant.
I rather like that title. It's the sort of thing you could insist on
your employer calling you, simply for the pleasure of annoying them.
> McGonagall, being McGonagall, took this seriously.
I would too, at least in certain (read: humorous) circumstances.
--
Ross.
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Richard Bos
> Daibhid Ceanaideach <daibhidc...@aol.com> wrote:
>
> > If trying to write like McGonnagall is driving you mad,
> > Because his rhythm and meter have left you far from glad,
> > You need simply reflect that the Dundonian lad,
> > Couldna do it either; that's why his stuff's so bad.
>
> Oh William Topaz, most rever'ed bard,
> Your critics judge you so terribly hard,
> They think it's fine with mocks and jeering,
> But who else writes poetry 'bout engineering?
Sorry, not good enough, either of you. The metre is far too regular. I
mean, really... you have the same number of stresses in each line! That
will never do.
Richard