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Getting bogged down by rhymes. Must get a rhyming dictionary from the library. Now I know how Stephen Sondeim felt!
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(If he ever allows other kinds, I'll probably flood this place with my opinions on cats...) The pressure of what little celebrity I've achieved here forced me to hurry this one out. "Hello," said the cat to the gal. "Feed me now and I'll make you my pal. But 2 seconds of neglect? To The Dark Side I'll defect! And poop in your shoes... Yes, I shall!"
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I'm talking to the archivist remotely. She's telling me that they might have to strike a new negative from the inter-positive. She found one: That TallGuy is no damned giraffe* The way he makes everyone laffe. It's his brains that account For his jokes like a fount. He's more clever than most blokes by haffe. *Just watch the British pronunciation of this word be different than the American, thus wrecking my whole poetical edifice.
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Sir David, you were my Santa Claus today. Thank you. MMY! ("Made My Year!")
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On the subject of varying regional pronunciation... Where talking of Herrmann's concernèd, It isn't a cinch to sound learnèd; In fact it's quite hard As the Yanks say "Bernard" But the Brits will insist that it's "Bernard". Hitting 2 limerickal birds with one poem. Nice!
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I recently saw a doc called ENNIO Of which music it had plenty o' There is genius in this particular rhyme!
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Jan 17, 2022 - 2:52 PM
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Tall Guy
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Cheers, Kev, topical and funny. I’m going to have a run at this now to try to add in the last limericks that made this thread disappear, with a bit of narrative to give them a little context. They’re mine unless attributed elsewhere. First, linked with how hard this thread became to find, Jenkwombat pitched in to be helpful and certainly didn’t deserve the one that came to mind for him, for which I was grateful he took it in good heart... Jenkwombat’s in a tight spot Though he searches, nowhere has he got. Now “wombat” means kind, Persistent, refined, And “jenk” is a word that meaning “not”. Yavar’s just like a piranha Every Goldsmith score he has to garner His faves include S*P*Y*S The Blue Max and The Prize And the one like Carmina Burana dtw gave his commentary on modern scoring: The banging of pots and of pans Is a score style with plenty of fans. But if most sound the same Folks are quick to cast blame - The finger gets pointed at Hans. And he also offered commentary on a disputed interview, the exact background to which escapes me at present: The interview sounded quite moany But has since been retracted as phoney. In this late show of tact Who exactly backtracked? Marcel Anders? Playboy? Morricone? Adam B. gave us: The Die Hard soundtrack was a single CD It ballooned to two, and is now three. Kaman fans are thrilled Their Christmas wish fulfilled And that is just fine with me. Williams’ Dracula, long thought lost Produced by Varese at quite a high cost I am quite glad But Thor finds it sad The old half hour disc can be tossed After a gap on my participation on this thread, Joan mused on my absence, to which I commented: Joan just accused me of shirking My own thread! I feel like berserking! The truth is, our Joanie, My silence was stoney Because, for a change, I was lurking. Edw chimed in with a dubious thought - On one point Joan and I do agree Those Brits known and Bill and TG Always act with such class Neither acts like an ass From scolding them Sones is quite free. Manderley delightfully celebrated its return - This thread once again re-appears Every decade or 1 or 2 years It’s so witty and clever I am nothing but ever Reduced to loud laughter and tears. My birthday a couple of years ago: Birthdays occur to the strongest, The weakest, the rightest, the wrongest. As I start a new year One thing is quite clear - Those who have most live the longest. Jackfu again - There once was a film score called “Die Hard” To get it right meant you must try hard. For they took Kamen’s work And some cues they did jerk So, to have them all you must now buy hard! My ode to Graham... I’m terribly fond of G Watt I envy the lifestyle he’s got The place he was born to Plus the land he has gorn to Makes him an Iberian Scot And his reply... I’m humbled to see that our Tall Guy Believes that I’m really no small guy A person reacts Without knowing the facts So how do we know who’s the fall guy? dtw brought us back on topic, thankfully, with he following Work with Hitchcock was fruitful for Benny: He scored loads of his movies, but then he Really wasn’t that certain About doing Torn Curtain And thenceforth he didn’t score any. One of mine in tribute to a relatively new music love: Mieczyslaw Weinberg (or “Moisey”) Wondrous music deploys; he Is not too well known But his status has grown And his stuff is sublime, never noisy. But I’m giving the last, brilliant, word to dtw Scrolling back through these limericks, I’m Amazed at this paean to rhyme There’s still the small matter of Rhyming Amfitheatrof But I’m sure we’ll achieve it, in time. Bumped for jenkwombat, see above, mon ami.
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I have chosen the path of convenience. I'm taking an episode from the life of TallGuy (mentioned in another thread) and SELLING HIM OUT (as Joan Didion said all writers do). If a movie sale results, though, I will cut him in.
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But it's not quite ready.
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It’ll be seven in Heaven When Gilbert scored “Riot In Cell Block 11” But nobody had to jest When that guy with only the last name of Mullendore Had to score “Honey West” Then right out the alley Duning went ahead And scored “The Big Valley” Talented as they are These three all Came from that company named Four Star
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I've sat on this one long enough. Here goes... "Leashed cat? No prob!" thought the man. But the cat soon announced her own plan: "To hell with thee! I'm climbing this tree! And I'm going as high as I can!"
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