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 Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 10:20 am
oh what a lovely thought to think!
i very nearly drowned
in that sweetness, til i did blink
and the imagery then was downed.
i had a notion that a good tea
should be followed with a ball.
and then that notion nagged at me
til i had to come here and tell all.
what say you to having such?
one with dress couture?
corsets, powder, but not too much!
for we wouldn't be impure!
or would we then, be very naughty?
and brash! and fresh! and snappy!
because you know me, i'm very haughty.
and being bold makes me happy!
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 2:46 pm
I think that this plan is just what we need!
I've always wanted a dress, and a wig
Dancing around the court, at top speed
Get up and do an elegant jig!
I'll bring the music if you bring the lights
We'll have such a wonderful stage
Then party for seven days and three nights
Travel back to the Elizabethan age
Hop to the beat
And step to your feet
Any longer and the tea will get cold!
I hope that's your ready for a special new treat
The story's just about to unfold...
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 5:26 am
On a kitten's origami crane
The story was recorded
But the song was written on the company train
And the company did not support it
Until, that is, the Cactus-doll cried,
"Why do we not sing this song?
For tears have been shed upon this night
Since we've been bored for so long!"
The Kitten rose to the Cactus-doll's height
And let fly her origami crane
And so the story then took flight
On the company train
So now, if you'll listen to this, my dear,
A Shakesperean tale you shall now hear
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 7:07 pm
"But may I remind the tea party guests,"
Said the Shrew with a sudden start.
"That a tirant queen breaths down our necks,
Wanting, waiting, to tear us apart!"
With a shudder, tremble, and a shake.
I look into the tea leafs,
And a small yelp through my voices aches
As the cup of mulch now leaves me.
It shatters into pieces more
Across the tiled, porcelain floor.
I scurry to clean the pieces quickly.
And mumble through my tears, quite thickly.
"To play and sing and dance is fun,
But will we be living when we are done?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2007 5:18 am
"Most certainly we shall be, my dear"
Said a small voice somewhere from behind
"We shall not let her take off our heads!
For then what would we be? We'd perish, I fear
Our ears gone deaf, our eyes gone blind,
Our souls departing, our bodies dead!"
A shiver ran round the frightened crowd
As they held each other's hands and wept
For together beneath the sunny sky
There was a fog that did not shroud
Their eyes, their minds, their hearts; they crept
Behind the queen's chair, and they baked a pie
With the legs of her seat
They created a treat
That would save their lives
From honeybees' hives
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 7:03 pm
Oh the woeful tale of Roy spooner
We all knew he would die later or sooner
IT was during a night the eclipse was lunar
he's was outside with his saytar and tuner!
He played a song very sad
for he was a depressing lad
but this is when things got bad
Came old man Senate who was clad
In black wool from head to toe only to add
miserary to the stroy for he was quite mad
"What troubles you roy?" He said to the boy
"A lady so coy, that it starts to annoy
One and make feel as a toy for all she will drink is soy!"
Roy's talking soon ceased
Old man senate's Moose was relaised
And neither expected it to be such a beast
It stood in the wood a good six feet tall
Roy turned around fell and frowned at his fall
The Moose that was loose drool in starvation
because roy the boy looked that he would be a great ration
Thus ends our story, our hero getting beaten
He was tackled by the moose and he was quickly eaten
so now he I retire to so vamuse!
it is time for desert tonight it's chocolate moose.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 10:36 pm
Oh, mousse! What joy! A marvellous treat.
One that I shall surely be happy to eat
and one I will not likely share with ease.
However, if you ask kindly enough,
I'll certainly think of sharing a piece.
Still, do not expect large slice—
Rather, expect a sliver.
After all, no one is going to give you a grand portion
for such a meagre piece of silver.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 3:03 pm
oh, you selfish brat
said with a grin
a jest at that
i chuckle within
if you shall not share
i can make do
we do not care
for i have some too
my mousse is for all
who care to ask
let there be no brawls
'tis a simple task
stand in line
don't scream or shout
if you get along fine
i'll dish it out
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 7:12 pm
Ah, what, oh what have I missed all this time?
It feels as though I've been gone for a while,
I hope my sentences aren't now out of rhyme
Please, just throw me a welcome back smile
You all look so frightful, so full of pure fear
I hope my expression doesn't hinder our meal
For I'm so very joyful, just filled up with cheer
We should comfort ourselves so the tea is ideal
May I have some of this mousse you've spoken of?
It sounds like such a wonderful new treat,
I hope that the stars, which sleep gracefully above
Can wake themselves up, and come down to eat
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 7:48 pm
the said mousse is free
come if you will
come stars, come trees
your tummies we'll fill
be you stranger or friend
so long as you're kind
our hands will extend
our smiles you'll find
together we'll snack
as long as we'd like
along side the track
on which we may hike
tea party for all!
cookies and sweets too,
no matter how small,
we're glad to have you
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