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samzhere
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If you were a dog, would you rather be... (political joke)
samzhere
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If you were a dog, would you rather be:
a) riding in a pet carrier with Romney on vacation, or
b) served as the main course on the Obama dining table in Kenya? **
Liberal Democrats need not reply. We're all well aware they'll gladly and figuratively throw themselves on their sword for ol' Hussein.
** ("He was mighty good, with mustard" WC Fields in That Fatal Glass of Beer)
a) riding in a pet carrier with Romney on vacation, or
b) served as the main course on the Obama dining table in Kenya? **
Liberal Democrats need not reply. We're all well aware they'll gladly and figuratively throw themselves on their sword for ol' Hussein.
** ("He was mighty good, with mustard" WC Fields in That Fatal Glass of Beer)
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For those that would like to watch "The fatal glass of beer"
And that reminds me of the very touching and smart as a whip poem, "Evolution", that begins "When you were a tadpole and I was a fish..."
Sounds strange but it's pretty keen. Was written I think about the turn of the century by a NY sports and general reporter, a poem to his wife-to-be. And they were together till his death many years later, and in grief, she soon took her own life.
Anyway, it's odd to think that a poem about evolution and the history of life on earth could become a romantic poem, but it's actually very lovely as well as being scientifically accurate and clever. You can find the poem on Utube and elsewhere.
"Evolution" begins:
When you were a tadpole and I was a fish
In the Paleozoic time,
And side by side on the ebbing tide
We sprawled through the ooze and slime,
Or skittered with many a caudal flip
Through the depths of the Cambrian fen,
My heart was rife with the joy of life,
For I loved you even then.
thread drift complete...
Er, huh? You talkin' to me?
What was I talking about ??? I forget.
:jester:
Being a canine, I know quite well which one's would get my vote (if I were not a foreigner) and which one's leg I will use as if it were a fire hydrant...
My wife was talking to some people a couple days ago that admitted that they are here illegally and told her that they will be voting., she asked them how and they said "they tell us where to go and vote".
Which? The joke or the poem. I wrote neither, just quoted them.
Well, first, I don't know what poetry cpj considers good. Second, the poem "Evolution" is simply a bit of doggerel that came to mind as we swapped messages. I don't think it's a great poem by any way. Great is stuff by Blake or TS Eliot. :driving:
So, the choices are death or imprisoned lap dog?
Adam J. McCleod
Putting poochy in a carrier is not imprisonment anymore than putting a child in a special car seat, it is to protect your loved ones from harm.
The question was what would I rather be...not my kids or dogs. ME.
At least I now have an idea of what republicans think of the average voter. Thanks.
Adam J. McCleod
Thanks Rberglof, but no matter how much I would like to go the the USA, if I cannot do it legally, I would not do it.
Those ain't poems...they're limericks
Found a bucket of aged ambergris,
And he said, with a grin,
I'll dump cast bullets in,
And have greasy cast bullet bliss.
:tooth:
― Douglas Adams
Yes, or one of those immortal classics such as, "Whose that knocking at my door, ask the fair young maiden........ .I'm Barnacle Bill the Sailor... or well you get the idea.
Son that's somebody with nothing to do with his time but keep me in trouble with mom.
Actually, the dog (and snake) eating was done with the stepfather in Indonesia. All the philandering Kenyan did was be a sperm donor for a drugged-out hippie tramp, and then he went back home to his wife (or wives) in Africa!
Jerry
Why not, in Chicago the dead have been voting for decades.
I lived in the USA since I was ten, served in the USAF and then became a citizen, I vote every election and exercise my rights as an American.
Correctimundo (to quote Latin, er, pig Latin?)
Generally, "poetry" per se is meant to be serious while "verse" can include limericks, doggerel, stuff like Casey at the Bat, etc. Perfectly acceptable to like all of it, serious and humorous.
Which is why I enjoy doggerel like "Evolution" and also serious stuff like Eliot's "Wasteland" (April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land) or "Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock" (I have measured out my life with coffee spoons). And Blake, or Yeats:
"What rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches toward Bethelem to be born..."
Keen, the way a few words can create great images in the mind. (so does the man from Nantucket)
Good one, but, what misguided genius.
― Douglas Adams
Nice try. The idea was *IF* you were a dog. We had no idea you'd take it so literally.... YOU made that comparison, not anybody else.
Luis
Oh, you mean Irish poetry?:tooth:
Words of wisdom from Big Chief: Flush twice, it's a long way to the Mess Hall
I'd rather have my sister work in a whorehouse than own another Taurus!