Tuesday, November 4, 2008

A selection from my Golden Treasury

As I sit here in my robe de chambre eating some of Monsieur Moose's guileless gourmet gluten grillades and grits, (they are simply the best this side of Auberge "La Lucarne aux Chouettes" - Leslie's Caron's delicious place in Burgundy...) I feel the need -with all the tension mounting over the election- to indulge in my favorite form of stress relief, no not that- I gave up Ogilvie home perms years ago. I am talking about reading rancorous poetry of embittered 19th century poets!

One my absolute favorite poems by Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-1861)
Clough as clever, witty, and ironic and a bit of a smart ass- Je l'adore....

The Latest Decalogue by Arthur Hugh Clough (1819-1861)

Thou shalt have one God only; who
Would be at the expense of two?

No graven images may be
Worshipped, except the currency:

Swear not at all; for, for thy curse
Thine enemy is none the worse:

At church on Sunday to attend
Will serve to keep the world thy friend:

Honour thy parents; that is, all
From whom advancement may befall:

Thou shalt not kill, but need'st not strive
Officiously to keep alive:

Do not adultery commit;
Advantage rarely comes of it:

Thou shalt not steal; an empty feat,
When it's so lucrative to cheat:

Bear not false witness; let the lie
Have time on its own wings to fly:

Thou shalt not covet; but tradition
Approves all forms of competition.

The sum of all is, thou shalt love,
If anybody, God above:

At any rate shall never labour
More than thyself to love thy neighbour.

There now, don't you feel better? Need a tissue? Me too...

How about a luscious girly drink?
The Ginger Grant!
1 oz vodka
1 oz peach schnapps
3 oz orange juice
3 oz cranberry juice
Shaken, not stirred in a tight sequin dress.

Guaranteed to make you feel like Marilyn Monroe of Gilligan's Island in no time... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL9YIpp_rlk&feature=related


Anonymous said...

Eye candy for sure, but jeez !!! Would we have to endure that snatch Palin just for some hot disco bunnies in cow-gal drag on the Supreme Court ? Do you think we would have to use their own rifles on them after we fucked them ? Isn't there an easier, more humane way ?

EpEld said...

Je nomme le Cornichon pour le président!!!

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