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After all, Halloween is tomorrow, yes? GORE is a town about 35 miles southeast of Columbus, Ohio (have they named it "Indigenous Peoples, Ohio" yet?). Among other places, I dare say. Let's take a week or two and send (PM) me some gory limericks, in honor of All Hallows' Eve. | ||
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One down, five to go... (Btw, Geoff - "Bare" Mountain?!) | |||
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you should have mine "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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It seems that the original title used "bare," not "bald." Rimsky-Korsakoff may have had a hand in the title change along with his re-orchestration. | |||
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I've only ever seen it as "bare mountain" which is what the several versions I have all call it. "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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Punch-Lines Anonymous - "...written by Rimsky and orchestrated by Korsakoff..." | |||
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It's all garbage to me, thanks to the composeer's name, Мусоргский. Y'see, "Мусор", which is the first part of his name, means garbage in Russki! | |||
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Is this game dead? Please give me the Gore-y details. | |||
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I got mine in 3 days ago... | |||
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Mine was very nearly in time for Halloween. I'll expect the results around Christmas. "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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Good heavens - mine is in, but nearly a month later. Sorry about that! | |||
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Is Haberdasher ill? He's been away for far too long. | |||
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Ohhhhh, Habbbberdassssherrrrrrr, where aaare youuuuu? | |||
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December is busy. He'll stop by, don't worry. In the meantime, should we start another? Geoff, would you like to be the starter of another limerick? Yours are always so good! | |||
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I'd best not. I've been spending too much time on Fartsbook with Welsh folks, and I'd probably pick something like this: https://www.historic-uk.com/Hi...tory-of-Place-Names/ | |||
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I actually did one once on here...just for a joke. I haven't used the official welsh spelling... I have used a phonetic rendering of the name - as shown on the sign in the link - to facilitate pronunciation. My home's Llan-vire-pooll-guin-gill-go Ger-u-queern-drob-ooll-llandus-ilio Gogo-goch, but don't ask, I'm not up to the task, So I always just say, "I don't know." "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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If Haberdasher doesn't come back before Saturday I'm going to post mine and get it over with. | |||
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Oh, yes, please do, Geoff. I am dying to write one! | |||
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OK, here are mine: I once met a lady from Gore Whose house had a simple dirt floor Woven willow her bed Only thatch overhead She swore that she didn't need more There was an old codger of Gore Who had a deplorable snore His snores shook his bed Shook him out on his head He no longer snores anymore. | |||
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Well these were mine, remember that when I wrote these it was Halloween Though I've lived all over before In Hell's Kitchen and Tombstone and more Goblintown and Skull Creek I've now found what I seek And settled for blood... I mean good here in Gore. (Note - Goblintown is in Virginia, Skull Creek is in Wyoming, Hell's Kitch and Tombstone I am sure you know already) Though I used to reside down in Gore I do not live there any more I've not moved, no instead I am simply quite dead I was killed by the vampire next door. When I moved to my home here in Gore I found there were rumours galore Of an ax-wielding clown So I said with a frown "I am sure you have room for one more!" "No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money." Samuel Johnson. | |||
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Well, I had wanted you to start a new word, but okay - here is mine: There once was a fella from Gore Whose monotone voice made me snore. He'd drone on all the night (Ignoring my plight!). This man was one Helluva bore! | |||
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OK, I'll post one once all have posted theirs for Gore. | |||
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Here's mine. He came to the small town of Gore He started his own private war He maimed and he slew And when he was through There was blood and destruction galore | |||
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Thanks, Geoff. We'll try to be quicker with our submissions. Apparently we irritated Hab. | |||
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Did Hab get in touch with you? | |||
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