Hi Christina,
Instantly likeable! Wicked!
I think if my mother had ever met Keats she'd have said (when he was being
sick down the loo) "Always said, some people's eyes are always bigger than
their belly!" But the merest hint of Sir Sidney parading round somewhere in
the house and she'd be off!
(I take Willie to mean Yeats... am I right?)
Bob
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>Subject: New sub: Knock Knock
>Date: Sat, 11 Jan 2003 06:39:40 EST
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> In heaven's Writers' Bar the booze is free -
> Herrick's preoccupied with holy hops
> and Pushkin's pulled the barman on his knee
> while Keats is plastered, supping up the slops.
> He's done with scribbling, just as Donne's done too -
> they've had a bellyful of rhyme and verse.
> Fitzgerald says the whole thing's deja vu
> but Willie reckons it was all a curse.
> The Metaphysicals are in the john -
> a Welshman with DTs - stuck in the bowl.
> Sir Sidney's starkers (really - nothing on)
> fixating at the mirror - bless my soul!
> But Jonson's bored - he's sick and tired of men...
> Knock, knock - an angel - 'Hi, I'm Aphra, Ben...'
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