01-07-2012, 09:37 PM
Leanne -- I think we almost nearly semi-agree, until the next time this comes up.
Billy ---For thread-following, join the club!
I think you two are being unfair on Muses. Would you be happier to give them a more modern title--poem-workers,e.g.?
You may not have one, but I definitely do. Unfortunately, she does not swan around in the traditional half-open, diaphanous robes, and fine cap, which the other sisters have--apparently Terpsichore is a real pain, but quite something when she trips the light fantastic measure. My one, who seems unsure even of her own name, had to get re-kitted after falling in a sack of butt--no, that can't be right....anyway, by then, what with the very high demand from nymphs, oracles and folk of that class, the Stores were clean out of diaphanous, so she drags herself through the grime in some disgusting denims (which plainly have never smelt France), mostly drunk, obnoxious, with fingers bright yellow from the fags she chain-smokes, and, candidly, a bit on the nose. Does she do her job of inspiring me? My arse! Nothing personal, Leanne.......
Billy ---For thread-following, join the club!
I think you two are being unfair on Muses. Would you be happier to give them a more modern title--poem-workers,e.g.?
You may not have one, but I definitely do. Unfortunately, she does not swan around in the traditional half-open, diaphanous robes, and fine cap, which the other sisters have--apparently Terpsichore is a real pain, but quite something when she trips the light fantastic measure. My one, who seems unsure even of her own name, had to get re-kitted after falling in a sack of butt--no, that can't be right....anyway, by then, what with the very high demand from nymphs, oracles and folk of that class, the Stores were clean out of diaphanous, so she drags herself through the grime in some disgusting denims (which plainly have never smelt France), mostly drunk, obnoxious, with fingers bright yellow from the fags she chain-smokes, and, candidly, a bit on the nose. Does she do her job of inspiring me? My arse! Nothing personal, Leanne.......