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I don't win enough of these - were I to do so then I might remember how to set up this poll!
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I wish we could have two votes because I had to do "eeny, meeny, miney moe"...two of them were tied in my eyes. | |||
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The real problem is that there are presently too few voters. Mind you, I suppose we could contrive some kind of transferable vote system (I am joking!). Richard English | |||
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Come on everybody. Vote for me! If elected I promise two chickens in every garage.* Actually The Tubes promised it first but I didn't get where I am today by not stealing good ideas. "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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Ah, but only the Tubes promised you two chickens! "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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And I promise root and branch reform. I promise to shine the light of integrity into the dark corners of corruption. I promise peace and prosperity and wars only with very small countries who won't fight back. I promise free chicken soup for everybody. I promise a land where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking and all the children are above average.* I promise that in brightest day, in blackest night no evil shall escape my sight.** And... oh, you don't know which I wrote, do you? Ah well, vote anyway. *Stolen from Garrison Keillor ** And that one's Green Lantern "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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But they don't give you the pot. And I loathe raw chicken, especially the lips. | ||
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Give a man a chicken in a pot and he has one meal. Give a man two chickens in a garage and he can live on the eggs for a year. Although it might not be a very well balanced diet... Build a man a fire and he's warm for a day. Set a man on fire and he's warm for the rest of his life. | |||
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I didn't mean to egg you n. | ||
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There's a clear leader at the moment, but I'll wait for a few days to see whether there are any more votes. I won't vote myself unless there is a need for a tie-breaker. Richard English | |||
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So if there is a clear leader when you announce the winner, let us know which one you would have chosen. | |||
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I will do that. Richard English | |||
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Only five votes so far - any more, please? Richard English | |||
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Ah well. Maybe just take the five and go onto the next word. | |||
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Well, it looks as though five is all we're going to get and so here are the details of the submissions, grouped by author: 1. When Richard’s turn came he chose Hove Not replete with a lexical trove I had a tough time Finding words that would rhyme So I strive, I have striven, I strove. 2. I arranged to meet her near to Hove In a secluded and quite secret cove But sadly I missed The time of our tryst Couldn’t find it! Believe me, I strove. 3. At an EFL college in Hove, “Is it thrived”, asked the student, “or throve?” “This English is tough, Far too much of this stuff Seems contrived, or should that be controve?” Bob Hale 4. Twas brillig in the town of Hove, When uffish crept a slithy tove. He gimbled there beneath some thatch And barbecued a Bandersnatch, Then left its carcass on the stove. Geoff 5. As I motored to Brighton and Hove A careening, bikini-clad drove Of holiday nutters With beach balls and putters Nearly forced me off into the cove! 6. Whene'er I sunbathe down in Hove My jaunty eyes gleefully rove O'er flesh as it trembles And gyres and gambols 'Cross the brillig sand of Nudist Cove. 7. I once took a 'copter to Hove (Most summers, I simply drove) Do you 'loave' as a lover? If you rove you're no 'ruvver'-- But I hovered when just over Hove. Bethree 5 8. Blackbeard anchored his ship off of Hove And his men rowed the gold through its cove. In a hole sank their treasure And then, for good measure, He buried his mates in the grove. Proofreader 9. A haggard old hobo from Hove, Where one time he stridently strove To be a great cook - Until he mistook The syrup for stock on the stove. Greg S 10. I've a beautiful place out in Hove That's nestled beside a small cove. I brought up my beau; In his ears I did blow And into his arms I just dove! Kalleh So the clear winner is limerick number three, penned by Bob. And, had I voted, that would have been my choice because of its clever wordplay. But congratulations everyone who wrote and now it's back to Bob for another destination. Richard English | |||
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I liked #3, too, but I voted for Bob's #1. Good job, Robert! | |||
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I'll post a new location then. (And btw apart from my own vote there was one other that wasn't for me. I'll track you down. Be afraid. Be very afraid.) "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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Clearly it was someone who had a slight preference for my alliterations, over your cleverness. I didn't vote, because I would have voted for your cleverness (No. 3) myself, and that would have blown mine out of the water. Oh wait a minute - perhaps that was you that voted for mine, so nobody really liked my alliterations after all. Bummer. Regards Greg | |||
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it was, alas, me that voted for yours. I thought that it was fourth best (after my three). "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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The rest of us all know where we stand in your eyes, Bob. | |||
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