tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post3487841508607919838..comments2023-12-03T20:07:04.781+11:00Comments on Lexicon Harlot: The TylerAlexis, Baron von Harlothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-38037839067677126982007-03-14T09:31:00.000+11:002007-03-14T09:31:00.000+11:00Richard II will never be the same again! You're br...Richard II will never be the same again! You're brilliant, wool spaniel. I hope you get it from my side of the family.<BR/><BR/>Also hope that wee wool-spaniel-pup of yours had a fine old birthday yesterday.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-44048510745333023752007-03-13T23:38:00.000+11:002007-03-13T23:38:00.000+11:00For grout's sake, let us sit upon the looAnd tell ...For grout's sake, let us sit upon the loo<BR/>And tell sad hours about tiles and things:<BR/>Note some have been dislodged; some crack'd in two;<BR/>Some water round the gaps they fail to close;<BR/>Some broken at the corners; some creeping mildewed;<BR/>All mouldy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-32449248732547594842007-03-13T16:29:00.000+11:002007-03-13T16:29:00.000+11:00For some strange reason it has never dawned on me ...For some strange reason it has never dawned on me that T. S. Eliot is an anagram for toilet. Thank you for that. I will treasure it always.<BR/><BR/>Am very keen to see your Shakespeherian rag, although I may follow up by challenging you to write a sestina on your letter box.<BR/><BR/>I have a very nerdy Simon and Garfunkel fetish, so my stereo jangles accordingly often.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-41963826396839934212007-03-13T15:31:00.000+11:002007-03-13T15:31:00.000+11:00Hm. Now there's a challenge. Perhaps I have a Shak...Hm. Now there's a challenge. Perhaps I have a Shakespeherian Rag somewhere about my waste land. Speaking of waste, and Shakespeherian Rags, and bathrooms, T.S.Eliot is an anagram for "toilets".<BR/><BR/>Karen, the Pimm's is still corked. These effusions are the result of frantic procrastination over Blake Lecture #2, rather than excesses of the demon drink.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-20560147752385807902007-03-13T15:26:00.000+11:002007-03-13T15:26:00.000+11:00Maybe a Shakespearian stereo, jangling all day and...Maybe a Shakespearian stereo, jangling all day and all night with the Zounds of Zilence?TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-67027602300984784892007-03-13T15:20:00.000+11:002007-03-13T15:20:00.000+11:00Applauds (and quietly wonders if it isn't high tim...Applauds (and quietly wonders if it isn't high time to crack open that bottle of Pimm's- or whether we don't already owe Ms. Blake's output to Pimm's).<BR/><BR/>Does Chez Harlot boast any 'Shakespeherian' appliances or fixtures we should also know about, particularly in sonnet form?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com