Thursday, March 26, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Robin Hood snored on the arm of Maid Marian
His breath was a-tremble with the stale whiff of carrion
He’d quaffed many ales and feasted on venison
Now his good lady’s eyes were ever so menacin'

13 comments:

Muthering Heights said...

That sounds entirely plausible...

Sylvia K said...

I couldn't agree more with Muthering Heights! Sounds entirely plausible

SandyCarlson said...

She was cranky and unreasonable
About her lover who smelled unseasonable.
So she washed him and scrubbed him
And put him in the sum
And said, "Stay away, Stinky Robin, 'til the stink is done."

Lori ann said...

Hi David,very nice verse. I am greatly honored that you stopped by my place, you are a busy man! If you don't mind I will add myself to your list of friends,there is much to learn here. I'm sure it will be a great pleasure to know you! take good care,
lori

introspection said...

Lovely verse. Poor Robin Hood. Paying for the venison feat..!!

SweetPeaSurry said...

Ah ... poor Marion! The women are always the ones left holding the boozers. He he he. Excellent poem!

introspection said...

" feast" I mean.

C. Michael Cox said...

So, perhaps, not so happily ever after?

Shadow said...

ha! even in those days... you'd think men'd leared by now, heee heee heeee

Janet said...

Nothing like taking the romance out of a perfectly good legend! ;)
Of course, given medieval hygiene, I doubt our Maid Marian was any too fresh herself.

The Texican said...

Robin Hood rested on the arm of Maid Marian.
She was plain for a princess,
but not a librarian.
He quaffed many ales and to his surprise,
her beauty returned to his
unfocused eyes.

Pappy

Eddie Bluelights said...

There's hope for me yet!

Shawna said...

Ha ha! I enjoyed your use of "menacin'." Very cute. I am fond of apostrophes in lieu of letters...when placed correctly, of course.