On Wed, 6 Dec 2000, Jerry/Patch Monkey wrote:
It was fun, quick, and light enough to make some people laugh (and then
cry). Others cried and cried and cried.
Besides, it's better than poetry about cabbits, right?
The Ballad Of A Cabbit
(Or, "If You Havn't Learned Anything Else From This,
Learn That You Should Be Very Very Careful What You
Mention")
Once, in a carrot field, not too far or long ago
There was a cabbit whose name was Ryo-ohki.
It was a spaceship by trade, and it liked carrots.
Carrots, such lovely things!
Carrots, such a divine vegetable.
You make my eyes ache for your vitamin A.
Why can I never consume my daily craving?
Carrots for breakfast, brunch and dinner!
As Ryo-ohki wandered about the carrot field,
Taking in all the lovely carrots,
It realized, "Ohh my, I've no opposable thumbs!"
Thumbs, thumbs, how I miss you so!
"How will I ever get the carrots?" moaned Ryo-ohki.
A way to acquire carrots, must I find!
For without carrots, I will surely die!
Death (noun), a state caused by insufficent carrots.
Frantic, searching, the cabbit went this way and that.
Hoping, praying for someone with thumbs.
Empty here, empty there, noone with thumbs.
Desolate had the world become.
Realization struck Ryo-ohki,
Like a carrot to the head.
Thumbs? Who needs them?
Tractor-beam, you are my new best friend!
Quickly, with a leap and a meow,
the cabbit was in the air and flipping.
Soon a spaceship was there, soaring in the air.
Carrots, you have met your match!
Carefully positioning itself over the
carrot field, Ryo-ohki let fly with its
tractor beam, full of sparkle and glimmer.
Carrots, carrots, I have you now!
With a squeal and firing of the thrusters,
Ryo-ohki was off! Too great of an idea was this,
wasting it would be such a shame!
Carrot fields everywhere, here comes the cabbit!
- Jay Kominek <jay.kominek@colorado.edu>
Waiting Is.
p.s.- I'm sorry.
p.p.s. - Really. I mean it.
p.p.p.s. - Hmm. No, I'm not. ;)