Little Poems I wrote - Feedback Appreciated

[Christine]

I think it went to the Right Honorable drudge.

[mickey_one]

mickey_one - gifted total bastard here to annoy you - have a distant recollection of you having an unhealthy association with ferrets, or perhaps that was a euphemism for 'weasel words'. The next exhibition at the Richard Goodall Gallery Underground (appropriately) might induce feelings of nostalgia - entitled 'The Business of Ferrets' it includes paintings, prints and ephemera (don't you just love that word? for a day Who would buy a ferret likeness that was going to last only a day?) Wikipedia, whose info should never be challenged, says that colonies of feral ferrets have established themselves in areas where there is no competition from similarly sized predators. Where was it you kept yours?

is it one of those games where we all have to swap identities? I get Byron's ferret and you steal Joney's "total bastard" compliment. I love those games. let's hope no-one misunderstands and starts thinking anyone is being serious.me and my mate, Red Poppy, would not be impressed by that.

[mickey_one]

Dear mickey_one,
or Michael,

Iaatymtmgtusrdll
sounds like the name of a village in Wales...
is my independent view
and Limerick is a Lady who might be damellonandplaywithfirecombined...

In acrostic speak I cannot dwell,
for verbs and nouns become unbound,
and one arrives where one can't tell,
the difference between a barking hound
and a clanging bell.

the beauty of this theme is that we are all now checking for possible hidden acrostics. don't think I haven't noticed Jimmy, that you have just called me a lsltaoviw and that's from the last line alone. to end up describing me as a bhaacb is fighting talk where I come from (Iaatymtmgtusrdll- a small village in Wales, btw)

[mickey_one]

(The bear is on holiday)

where?

[damellon]

mickey_one - I object. I am the gifted though total bastard to whom you referred and since compliments in my direction are few and far between I will not allow you to trasfer it willy nilly to Joney or anyone else. Seems like my compliment is less than ephemeral. I assert my moral right etc. Byron is only minding your ferret while you venture into the wilds of Manchester to see that exhibition.

[mickey_one]

mickey_one - I object. I am the gifted though total bastard to whom you referred and since compliments in my direction are few and far between I will not allow you to trasfer it willy nilly to Joney or anyone else. Seems like my compliment is less than ephemeral. I assert my moral right etc. Byron is only minding your ferret while you venture into the wilds of Manchester to see that exhibition.

ha ha ha! you are right. I just checked. it's a fine state of affairs when I don't even know whom I am teasing/provoking/insulting. my apologies Mr D for attempting to remove your "total bastard" status.

[damellon]

accepted

[mickey_one]

Paisley? or is the dury out on that one?

I note that you, Dame Llon, and Jimmoy O'Connell all live in the same small place. Do you meet up often?

[mickey_one]

...limerick thing the Frank McCourt link was just a joke as Mr McCourt is from Limerick.

I know. And you probably know that a fiddler's fart is one of Frank McCourt's favourite things to not give. A memorable book, but not so much the movie. The whole "Michael, what's left of him" scene had me laughing so hard I thought I would puke. My whole "limerick" was a joke. I don't know who Ian is.

not know Ian Drury!!!!??? (michael sighs and goes for a sit-down), and you call yourself a real cockney, Manna?

[Manna]

I've been in a bore of a meeting all morning. Quite dreary, really, during which, I an' my fellow lab rats took turns talking and snoring. I am now refreshed enough to say that no, I have no idea who this blockhead is. You can hit me with the rhythm stick as often as you like, and I still won't know. But I did just download one or two, so maybe tomorrow I will wake up and make love with him.

[mickey_one]

I've been in a bore of a meeting all morning. Quite dreary, really, during which, I an' my fellow lab rats took turns talking and snoring. I am now refreshed enough to say that no, I have no idea who this blockhead is. You can hit me with the rhythm stick as often as you like, and I still won't know. But I did just download one or two, so maybe tomorrow I will wake up and make love with him.

great response, classy!

[Jimmy O'Connell]

All this acrostic investive and ferreting around Drury laneways with rhythm sticks and villages in Wales is leaving me distinctly pricklish.
I'm finding it hard to rise to the occasion, even in Limerick where ladies are Ladies, where Norwegian winds blow up ClonMellon and Da Mellon is wandering the Emerald Isle of cyber space.

[Joney]

I am now so confused

Is Manna a cockney, I thought she was American so she didn't know who Ian Dury was but it turns out she did know all along?
What was my "total bastard" compliment?
Is Damellon the kind person he appears to be?
An bhfuil Mikey fear ana dana? (Irish posters may translate or you may have to wonder forever and ever)
Could I inadvertrntly post another "total bastard" compliment?
Has anyone been on the Frank McCourt Miserable Irish Childhood Tour in Limerick?
Who has a ferret?
Could this qualify as a poem?
Am I totally totally wasting my time asking these questions?

[Manna]

Everything I write in this post will be for the purpose of helping to bring Joney up to speed.

1. We're all just being silly.
2. Mickey-one is the King of Silly, also known as Sir Michael Bliss, and often enough his jokes go over my head too, but I know that it is seldom he isn't fooling around, especially in public.
3. Red Poppy is a real Irish Author who claims to not be famous, but now we all know otherwise. Luckily, heis not Frank McCourt.
4. Frank McCourt has a little brother, Malachy, who also tried to write a book, but his wasn't as good. The transition from Angela's Ashes to 'Tis was literally seemless.
5. I am not a Cockney, but I am learning. Mickey has invented this persona of Guvn'r for me because he is a silly jokester, wot wot.
6. You can't elope with Damellon.
7. After your talk about Mr. Dury or Drury (I'm not sure which it really is, but no one else seems sure either), I looked him up and downloaded a few songs, from which I formulated that response. I do know Billy Bragg, however not personally.
8. If you have a secret message for someone, such as "Guvn'r Manna Kicks ass," feel free to write it in acrostic. No one will ever suspect, especially if you do it as gracefully as...

Just one night, everyone young kicked needles over with substances.

OK? If your head is still spinning, write an acrostic limerick, and send it to Frank McCourt.

[Jimmy O'Connell]

Go raibh maith agat, a Jhoney!!!
(Translation for the rest of the world: Thank you very much Joney)
I thought I was the only amadan anseo***.

Right, Lads and Lassies, let's get clarification here.

Whobyfire is not playbyfire
daMellon is not from Clonmellon;
Mickey_one is not a cockney but
he does have problems figuring his own identity;
Redpoppy is really Hiberno-Emerald
and Joney is of the same persuasion.
Manna, Christine, and all other contributors
on this particuar non-topic
aren't playingbyfire either,
they could be whobyfire but aren't telling,
and as I write these immortal lines
I notice a poem coming on, it won't be
a sonnet, for it doesn't rhyme, nor rhythm,
but it does have the required fourteen lines.

*** phonetically:Ommadawn.
Note the Mike Oldfield connection here.
Amadan = Fool.
Some say Oldfield's title has to do with being a Fool for/to Music.