My worst caughts unfirmed!
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of Judy Prince
Sent: 29 September 2007 13:52
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Subject: Ministry of Parrot Therapy
Ministry of Parrot Therapy
Life's just not worth leaving.
Leaving?
Hardly, sir; I've just arrived.
Sorry. Please continue.
All is last.
Lost. Lost.
Now look, this is a rather simple list - if you'll let me get on with it.
Do try to keep up.
Certainly. Go right ahead.
I feel so on; I just can't go topless.
There you are, then! Feeling much better, are you?
Not the least, you dolt! That's why I've come here - so that you can reflux
upon me.
Indeed. Please proceed.
As I was saying: I'll never get any bigger.
Better.
Yes, I thought so, too.
No, I mean you'll never get any better.
Oh my God! My worst caughts unfirmed!
No, sir. Oh, well, let's just continue, shall we?
Nothing will ever improve.
There, that's it! Quite right!
You mean I'll always be a flummox, a loaf, a sledge. I'll never get it
right - not even once? I'll never be a contender; I'll always be a louver?
Loser. You'll always be a loser.
Exactly as I thought.
Precisely! I think you're getting the hang of it now.
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jbprince
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