limericks from chat

For some reason, we started making rap lyrics in Discord chat. And I, of course, had to make limericks. It’s the only way I know how to rhyme well, apparently.

There’s this guy with an infectious grin
he’s really good on violin
his improv is great
but my timezone is “late”
I stay up far too long for the strim

I know that I sometimes act mean
see, in social matters I’m really quite green
But, in my defense,
I consider you “friends”
and I don’t want to look like a drama queen

This goes on for a little while. This is all happening at 3am, btw.

Why is it we started to rhyme?
It’s too late, I ain’t got the time.
I just want to sleep.
I`m so tired! *weep*
It’s your fault, my partners in crime.

[insert some comment like “and the winnter is”]

Wait, this was all competition?
I didn’t know it was a mission…
I just started rhyming
and playing with timing.
Stop spreading infectious indecision!

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A loose translation of “Til Ein Namnlaus”

Who are you, giver;
Why are you silent?
Your silence leads
the unfaithful astray.

You, nameless giver;
I shall not find peace
before I can thank you
for everything that has happened.

But if you will not approach me,
then I will thank Her
whom you gave me
to burn for (and burn).

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Week 16

I`m sort of using cheat cards for the next two weeks now as well, but in a different way.  Splitting up such a huge poem should be allowed, and I have the added excuse of it being officially split originally.  The cheat card is actually the fact that it’s a song to me, and I only know it as a song, not as a poem. I only know the song version.  And I used to know the whole thing back in 2005.

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The poem for today is:

The Highwayman

by  Alfred Noyes

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Week 15

I`ve skipped a couple of weeks of Project Memorizing lately.  That’s why there’s a short one for today, and a cheat card for last week.  Yes, I can absolutely do that as I very well please!  Perks of being my own challenger.

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The poem for today is:

Anecdote

by Dorothy Parker

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So silent I when Love was by 

He yawned, and turned away; 

But Sorrow clings to my apron-strings, 

I have so much to say. 

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Learn ALL the poems!

I forgot to post the poem for Sunday.  Well, I’ll write it later.  No big deal.

I am now starting Week 12 of Project Memorizing.  Damn, time flies.

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I absolutely HAVE TO learn Dorothy Parker‘s poems for PM!

Holy crap, does she have a golden pen…  I simply must include her work.

Such priceless gold should not be ignored!

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Week 10

She Walks in Beauty

by Lord Byron

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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
 Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
 How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

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Week 9

  The poem for week 9 of Project Memorizing is:

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Bright Star 

by John Keats

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Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art–

Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night

And watching, with eternal lids apart,

Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,

The moving waters at their priestlike task

Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,

Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask

Of snow upon the mountains and the moors–

No–yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,

Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,

To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,

Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,

Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,

And so live ever–or else swoon to death.

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Week 8

Supposed to be posted on July 15’th.

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  The poem for week 8 of Project Memorizing is:

There is a Lady sweet and kind

From Thomas Ford’s Music of Sundry Kinds.

Anonymous.

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Week 7

Supposed to be posted on July 8’th.

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  The poem for week 7 of Project Memorizing is:

Love and Friendship

by Emily Brontë

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Love is like the wild rose-briar;

Friendship like the holly-tree.

The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms,

But which will bloom most constantly?

  

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring,

Its summer blossoms scent the air;

Yet wait till winter comes again,

And who will call the wild-briar fair?

  

Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now,

And deck thee with the holly’s sheen,

That, when December blights thy brow,

He still may leave thy garland green.

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Week 6

Supposed to be posted on July 1’st.

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This is the poem for week 6.   And FYI, it was very difficult!

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To His Coy Mistress

by Andrew Marvell

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Week 5

Okay, maybe I was supposed to post this a week ago.   Details, details.

So, what did I memorize  this  last week?

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When You are Old, by W.B. Yeats.

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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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Week 4

It’s me and my lists again.  I am making this thing to keep track of something.  Because I really like keeping track of things.  Especially my own things.  And the blog works perfectly for keeping track of my memorizing progress.

To quote (for no particular reason) myself:

“What if I actually try to memorize something new every week?  Wouldn’t that be just ruddy brilliant?  That’s the kind of challenge I would really like to try!  (…)  Anyways, I think I`ll start noting down a couple of tidbits here and there.  I am still unsure about what system I should use, and how to list things properly.”

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Week 1:

The last soliloquy in Macbeth,  by William Shakespeare

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Week 2:

As I Walked Out One Evening,  by W. H. Auden

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Week 3:

He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven,  by W.B.Yeats

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Week 4:

So, We’ll Go No More A-Roving,  by Lord Byron.

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Stuff to memorize? A challenge? Let’s begin this!

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I have now made myself several new categories on this blog under the apt headline of ‘Stuff I Memorize’.  Why?  Because I want to keep track of THAT too!

We already know I like to keep track of everything I do, so today I figured out I might as well have that list take place right here on this site, instead of opening yet another  kind of blog somewhere solely to track the things I memorize.

*coughMovieBlogcough*

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And while I was thinking of this, I was also wondering if I might be able to make it into a challenge?  What if I actually try to memorize something new every week?  Wouldn’t that be just ruddy brilliant?  That’s  the kind of challenge I would really like to try!

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Memorizing can be darned tough for me, it’s NOT a thing that comes easily, no matter what some people think.  I worked bloody hard for every single poem I know, it’s only a select few songs that really get stuck on my brain easily.  And that’s because they usually worm their own way in.  When I try to remember, it can take days.  So it’s not something that comes naturally, because lyrics and lines are two completely different things.

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Anyways,  I think I`ll start noting down a couple of tidbits here and there.  I am still unsure about what system I should use, and how to list things properly.

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