This is me, Eccles

This is me, Eccles
This is me, Eccles

Sunday 24 June 2012

Song from Twelfth Night

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

Rain

Or, as portrayed by the Seven Ages of Man...


Young Knowles

When that I was but a little boy called Knowles,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
They found my childish essays full of holes,
For the rain it raineth every day.


Tim

When as a young man, known to all as Tim,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
I told Obama what I thought of him,
For the rain it raineth every day.

Stanley

Sir Henry Morton Stanley in Africa


Nerd

Then as a young-ish nerd by name of Tom,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
I split infinitives with great aplomb,
For the rain it raineth every day.


Baldy

When that I was but a balding chap called Dan,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
I spoke and all the Europeans ran,
For the rain it raineth every day.


Dame

When that I was an addiction-crazy Dame,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
I wrote six blogs essentially the same,
For the rain it raineth every day.

Plug

The Fix: How book-plugging is invading our lives and changing our world


Tebbo

When that I was but an aged man called Norm,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
My trolls were lefties from the lower form,
For the rain it raineth every day.


Old fool

When that I was but a basket-case called Lean,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
I wrote no facts, just propaganda green,
For the rain it raineth every day.

Enough power here to run a washing-machine

A nuclear power station. (Are you sure you've got that right, Geoffrey?)

3 comments:

  1. Well, it cuased the rain to stop.

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    1. Fanks, Liusa, but I has to admit dat half de words was written by Shakespaer.

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