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"sorry, luv, wrong quay,"
said the piano tuna, "I'm
looking for the sea"...
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Gratuitous joke: how does a piano tuna do his work? - with his fish fingers?...
('as the oboe was drowned by the cello...': 17 Syllables)
Who doesn't like a 3-liner? (Quite a few of you don't, apparently.) Well, I'll have you know that many a critic has said of my work "at least it's in English" - and as for the great Stephen Fry, he once said of me "Vincent who?" Let's just say I supply the litter to the litterati [sic - but only at times] - ie: I write rubbish. But rubbish mostly inspired by the HAIKU, the 17th Century Japanese verse form consisting of 3 lines and 17 (5-7-5) syllables. (WARNING: flash photography and limericks)
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