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this is hilarious. Robin Hamilton wrote: >> Anyway today's exercise was to imagine >> oneself as a Victorian poet and write a rhyming poem to commemorate >> the Tay >> bridge disaster (girders collapse, train goes down in a howling >> storm) that >> was the subject of a truly dreadful poem by William (William?) >> McGonagall. > > I wrote this a few years ago, anent the Great Tay Bridge Disaster: > > MCGONAGALL'S PRIVATE THOUGHTS > > Oh beautiful bridge over the silvery Tay, > Bless me that I wasn't on the train that day: > Truly a fearsome sight to see, but worse to be > Stuck in a carriage on the middle span anyway. > Thank you Lord, that I am here to write this poem today, > Not sunk deep in the waters of the River Tay, a very > cold place to be. > > R. -- Tad Richards http://www.opus40.org/tadrichards/ http://opusforty.blogspot.com/ The moral is this: in American verse, The better you are, the pay is worse. --Corey Ford