Itchy

Every now and again, BlindZanyGirl posts limericks about fleas. For example… Being limericks, they’re short and punchy, and often hilarious! She posted a couple last night, which prompted me to have a go at a couple of my own. Actually, it is harder than it seems and I had to ponder them for a while. I posted a non-flea limerick last night but came up with a few fleas today.

It’s funny – I usually just use the language as a tool to convey my meaning, but it was quite good fun to kind-of joust with the words, to cajole them into this specific pattern. Moreso, I suppose, because I wasn’t sure that it would be fun.

There once was a flea called Vanessa
Jumped so high, she jumped on a dresser!
All the dust on the top
Made her splutter and stop
And it took half an hour to de-stress her.

There once was a flea called Paul,
Unique, being seven foot tall.
He jumped onto a roof
Which of course, went “poof”
And the flea enjoyed quite a fall!

Song Lyric Sunday (20 October 2019) – Lean / Sit / Stand

Last week, Jim (NewEpicAuthor, A Unique Title For Me) set the subject of a loner (my attempt). This week, posture – leaning, sitting, standing.

My choice came instantly this week. How about not being able to stand? Not even being able to stagger?

I’m going really low-brow this week. I love the energy in Irish music, and Shane MacGowan is one of my favourites. And, you know, an element of music is just that foot-tappingness – it doesn’t always need to be deep and meaningful.

Shane MacGowan actually sings some very politically-charged, Irish Republican material, but he has also had a seemingly lifelong affair with booze, and this is one of his odes to whiskey, or, as the song personifies it, to Nancy. [Nancy Whiskey was a real-life Scottish singer.] The song was first written mainly by the Clancy Brothers and there are several versions of it, including by The Dubliners and The Clancys themselves, but I chose Shane’s interpretation.

The song contains the wonderful lyric I fell down flat, I could not stagger, Nancy had me by the legs which I always thought was a glorious metaphor for being so drunk you’re unable to stand!

Please Fall Down Responsibly 🙂 .

As I went down through Glasgow city
Just to see what I might spy
What should I see but Nancy Whiskey
A playful twinkle in her eye

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh

I bought her, I drank her, I had another
Ran out of money, so I did steal
She ran me ragged, Nancy Whiskey
For seven years, a rollin’ wheel

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh

The more I held her, the more I loved her
Nancy had her spell on me
All I knew was lovely Nancy
The things I needed I could not see

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh

As I awoke to slake my thirst
As I tried crawling from my bed
I fell down flat, I could not stagger
Nancy had me by the legs

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh

Come on landlandy, what’s the owing
Tell me what there is to pay
Fifteen shillings that’s the reckoning
Now pay me quickly and go away

Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
Whiskey, Whiskey, Nancy Ohh

Written by Paddy Clancy, Tommy Makem, Liam Clancy, Tom Clancy
– Performed by Shane MacGowan and the Popes, Album: The Snake