That's KENT as in Clark, or in low-tar, low-taste cigarettes, or it's impossible to get here from Brooklyn; you just kent.

PM your musings to me -

quote:

it's impossible to get here from Brooklyn; you just kent.

PM your musings to me -

Not Immanuel, the fillossifer?

I ken, but Immenuel Kent.

Which one, the English one or the various 'mericun upstarts? I'm-a workin' on wun.

Whatever floats your boat, comme on dit.

I have one entry so far.

If the one entry was mine it was more of an intrusion than an entry.

...and now there are two.

Agatha Christie is waiting ...

Ol' Aggie will be delighted to discover that there are now three. (Bloody awful scream heard offstage)

Did the Hanukkah Goblins carry Shufitz and Kalleh away? Or have they contributed to Kent?

Hoping still to hear from BobHale, and Bthree5, and Kalleh, and Shufitz, who for now are all maintaining radio silence. And your bicycle, and your grandmother, and anyone else who's helpless (see "Burl Ives - The Whale lyrics")

Not for competition, just for fun, here's one that will mean nothing unless you are a Terry Pratchett fan who has read the Tiffany Aching books. For those that haven't* the Nac Mac Feegle are a race of magical creatures about nine inches high and blue are fierce fighters and thieves. They speak in a sort of cod scots dialect. I will provide a translation and I should tell you that "sheep liniment" is featured in the book The Wee Free men and is ostensibly for treating sheep illnesses but is in fact moonshine liquor.

Nac Mac Feegle, wee free men, ye kent
Tae rob and tae stale’s oor intent
Nae master, nae king
We’ll nae be fooled agin
Noo, gi’ us the sheep liniment.

(Translation

Nac Mac Feegle, little free men, you understand
To rob and to steal is our intention
No master, no king
We will not be fooled again**
Now give us the "sheep linament".)

(*If not, why not?

** "No master, no king, We'll not be fooled again." is their oft repeated mantra and battle cry.)

Radio silence broken!
Thanks to Geoff for email reminder to tune in to correct frequency
Will try for today but have a task to accomplish by this evening. Tomorrow for sure.

I've contacted all of the absent folk, so all who are going to reply have done so, I think. I've also submitted another bit of doggerel. (Do women submit doggerelle?) And what do non-binary types submit? And does anyone supermit? Ohhhh, now I'm dizzy...

quote:

Originally posted by BobHale:
Not for competition, just for fun, here's one that will mean nothing unless you are a Terry Pratchett fan who has read the Tiffany Aching books. For those that haven't* the Nac Mac Feegle are a race of magical creatures about nine inches high and blue are fierce fighters and thieves. They speak in a sort of cod scots dialect. I will provide a translation and I should tell you that "sheep liniment" is featured in the book The Wee Free men and is ostensibly for treating sheep illnesses but is in fact moonshine liquor.

Nac Mac Feegle, wee free men, ye kent
Tae rob and tae stale’s oor intent
Nae master, nae king
We’ll nae be fooled agin
Noo, gi’ us the sheep liniment.

(Translation

Nac Mac Feegle, little free men, you understand
To rob and to steal is our intention
No master, no king
We will not be fooled again**
Now give us the "sheep linament".)

(*If not, why not?

** "No master, no king, We'll not be fooled again." is their oft repeated mantra and battle cry.)

...Sounds like something from Les Miz