For some reason that is a very characteristically British poyum. Possibly Scots, but I am not sure of the nationaltiy of authors of the poyums that are vaguely in the back of my non-poyum-reading mind.
It’s as well for the shades of those possibly-Scots poets whose names you can’t bring to mind that this prevents your associating them with this my latest “effort”!
Apropos of nothing much, I once spent an hour or so typing in the tune of “Donald, whaur’s yer troosers?” as my mobile ring-tone. It made a jolly good one, actually - had it for years.
“That’s no a haiku!”
April 11, 2008 at 9:46 pm
For some reason that is a very characteristically British poyum. Possibly Scots, but I am not sure of the nationaltiy of authors of the poyums that are vaguely in the back of my non-poyum-reading mind.
April 12, 2008 at 4:11 pm
It’s as well for the shades of those possibly-Scots poets whose names you can’t bring to mind that this prevents your associating them with this my latest “effort”!
Apropos of nothing much, I once spent an hour or so typing in the tune of “Donald, whaur’s yer troosers?” as my mobile ring-tone. It made a jolly good one, actually - had it for years.
B(reeks) A(ffixed)
April 12, 2008 at 9:10 pm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Iqzd4IpS7Tw&feature=related
This is a very amusing version.
April 13, 2008 at 9:23 am
Seraphic! That’s pure, hand-knitted, Benny McHill, comedy GOLD! Set in the bonnie toon o’ St Andrews too, I noticed.
Now I’m going to be having that Elvis version coursing through my bonce all the way to Mass…
BA