Suffering in 7/8, thanks to the Growing Communities veg bag:
You’re no good for decent folk,
Like Jesus, that holy bloke,
My wind and metèr are broke,
I used to do Eleanor Rigby with a band in 7=3+2+2/8, and Peter Silk is now making free with her in a different way:
To The Tune of Eleanor Rigby:
Jam on a hamster
Lovingly wrapped in a parcel of pelican wings
Breakfast of kings
— Peter Silk (@KestrelPi) February 3, 2016
To the tune of Eleanor Rigby:
Dog in a trenchcoat
Getting promoted at work but then sheds his disguise
— Peter Silk (@KestrelPi) October 27, 2016
♫ Oh the grand old gloop of blop
♫ He hrooped 1000 glups
♫ He blupped them up to the blip of the blap
♫ And he glipped them blup blap bloop
— Spooky Toad (@FrogCroakley) November 1, 2016
Which is roughly where I am this morning.
- Juggernaut, harvest king
Soundscaping the ERO Grapeliner SF200 self-propelled grape-harvesting machine.
- Barrel organ available for losing bettors on the Iowa caucuses
Exemplary punishments from the 1892 US presidential election.
- Brenda strikes back
“Don’t waste your time on obscure contemporary composers, John,” she said.
- I know where your house lives, but sometimes the front door’s a struggle
Featuring Abel and Marguerite Chevalley and their Concise Oxford French Dictionary.
- Four more African inflationary tunes
Ghana, Sierra Leone and the Congo are now represented, but so far there’s nothing from Zimbabwe or in French.