Thursday, January 20, 2011

Janawocky

To all the Janathoners (and anyone else following the adventures of the Janathon), Pyro’s Yard humbly presents:

Janawocky
(with apologies to Lewis Carroll)

'Twas darkness and my sodden toes,
Did slide and stumble as it rained.
All dribbly were my running clothes,
As the slurping paths I trailed.

"Beware the Janawock, my son:
The legs to ache, the words to post.
Beware the blogging urge, and shun
The dubulous hours lost"

I took my grightening torch in hand;
And long the noisome shoes I sought.
I founded myself at foot of stair,
And stood in hesitous thought.

But then, through furbled thought, I swear,
The Janawock, with miles to gain,
Came tinkling throught the frigid air,
And giggled as it came!

Left, right! Left right! And on and on,
My noisome shoes went ticker-tack.
I ran for miles, then turned: ‘twas gone!
So I went harrumphing back.

"And hast though escaped the Janawock?"
Just for today, but so it goes.
"Oh spanglish day! I'll sleep away!"
Tomorrow's route? Who knows…

'Twas darkness, and my sodden toes
Did slide and stumble as it rained.
All dribbly were my running clothes,
As the slurping paths I trailed...

4 comments:

fortnightflo said...

Brilliant birlliant brilliant! Captured it perfectly. Love it.

K, like in caKe said...

Utterly brilliant!

dadoorunrun said...

that's stunning - you must give up your day job immediately!

Geoff said...

I can't see any credits posted!