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  • mistermuse 1:04 pm on August 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: cowards, deal with the devil, , Hamlet, , , , , , slings and arrows,   

    TO SEE OR NOT TO SEE, THAT IS THE QUESTION* 

    To see or not to see, that is the question:
    Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to look past
    The slings and arrows of outrageous tweets
    And excuse the lies and insults of our imperial Don,
    So long as such doth advance our noble cause
    And lead us back to the glory of righteous times,
    Devoutly to be wish’d. Ay, there’s the rub:
    For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
    Th’opressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
    The pangs of dispriz’d love, the law’s delay,
    The insolence of office, and the unworthy spurns,
    And makes us rather bear those ills we have
    Than fly to others that we know not of?
    Thus devil-deals doth make cowards of us all
    And enterprises of great pitch and moment
    Lie paraded, bare and exposed for all but us to see.

    *with appreciation, but no apologies, to Shakespeare

     

     

     

     
    • masercot 1:14 pm on August 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      You spoke that trippingly on the tongue…

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    • Carmen 1:48 pm on August 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Agreed, mistermuse. His lies doth offend the nose. (If not the GOP’s)

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    • The Coastal Crone 5:19 pm on August 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I think he “doth protest too much!” Well done & no tweet needed.

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      • mistermuse 11:31 am on August 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        I thank one and all for your comments, as we look forward to the day when “that’s all he (me) wrote” re a deposed Lyin’ King.

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    • Richard A Cahill 4:34 pm on August 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      May he receive all the slings and arrows of misfortune he merits, Sr. Muse.

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    • restlessjo 5:49 pm on August 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I think the Bard would approve. He made a living from being forthright, while staying on the ‘right side’. 🙂 🙂

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    • Paul Sunstone 10:40 pm on August 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Not my favorite subject, the Don, these days. But well done. A very clever idea well executed.

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      • mistermuse 9:14 am on August 30, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Paul. I hope I have applied Shakespeare to more learned purpose than this:

        “To know the force of human genius we should read Shakespeare; to see the insignificance of human learning we may study his commentators.” –William Hazlitt

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  • mistermuse 12:16 am on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , vanity, virtue   

    LET US PRAY…. 

    that the malaise of Donald Trump’s moral vacuity
    doesn’t linger like a curse in oral (and worse) perpetuity
    so when his term on his bully stage is o’er, we
    see that our humanity (which his vanity tested sore-ly)
    has withstood base attacks based on our credulity,
    as we pray virtue is its own reward (virtus ipsa pretium sui).

     
    • Carmen 6:48 am on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Even this atheist would pray for that, mistermuse. But I can’t help but wonder if the Supreme Court is going to be the next bastion of the destructive Christian Right. It’s not looking good. 😦

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      • mlrover 8:11 am on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        I’m Christian and can’t help but gag at the hypocrisy of groups like the CR and Moral Majority. They have no understanding of the Constitution which gives them the right to be bullies.

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      • mistermuse 9:31 am on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        You got that Right, Carmen (sorry, I couldn’t resist a pun, even when the subject’s not fun).

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    • D. Wallace Peach 1:10 pm on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Pretty soon Trump-supporters are going to start feeling the economic pain. (And it will be Obama’s fault, of course.)

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      • mistermuse 5:20 pm on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        And in that case, Diana, you can count on most Trump supporters believing him (that it’s Obama’s fault).

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    • Rosaliene Bacchus 1:44 pm on July 2, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Amen.
      Thanks for the follow 🙂

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    • America On Coffee 4:48 am on July 4, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Prayer is the answer. There are no presidents or prime minister’s worldwide. The courts rule. The courts are misleading to form a one world gov thru the UN is the big possibility. Nice post.

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      • mistermuse 8:59 am on July 4, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        A.O.C., the title of this post was meant figuratively rather than literally, but you’re free to take it literally if you wish. Deists, of which I am one, have a different “take” on prayer (for the ‘reason,’ click “World Union of Deists” under BLOGROLL (right column)….but take care, because it is said the devil is in the details. 🙂

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    • America On Coffee 3:58 pm on July 4, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I understand. Consider still.– And, have a great day.

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    • The Coastal Crone 10:54 pm on July 4, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I like your style! Thanks for the visit to my humble blog!

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  • mistermuse 1:13 pm on June 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , , ,   

    TIME FLIES 

    It is said that “Time flies when you’re having fun.” As for me, time flies when you can’t believe a certain young woman and I will celebrate our 50th wedding anniversary this fall, and next year on June 23, the oldest of our two daughters (Big One and Little One) will celebrate(?) her 50th birthday. How is it possible that one day the young woman and I got married, and the next thing we know, our girls are older than my oldest clothes (though not by much). Time and fun fly when ‘hangers-on’ in the closet look the same as decades ago….but the reflection in the mirror looks like Methuselah’s grandfather. 😦

    The moral of the story?

    Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
    Old Time is still a-flying;
    And this same flower that smiles today
    Tomorrow will be dying.

    Then be not coy, but use your time
    And while ye may, go marry;
    For having lost but once your prime,
    You may forever tarry.

    –Robert Herrick (from his poem TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME, 1648)

    In other words, take the advice of legendary songwriter Irving Berlin (1888-1989) and….

    Oh….I almost forgot: Happy 49th Birthday, Big One!

     

     

     
    • arekhill1 2:05 pm on June 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I’m the eldest of seven, Sr. Muse, and a honeymoon baby like Big One. My mother is continually startled by how old I am.

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      • mistermuse 4:03 pm on June 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        I lost my mother years ago, Ricardo, but I’m sure she would react the same as yours if she were still alive.

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    • calmkate 3:34 pm on June 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      lol wow 50 years is most impressive! Well done both of you, love the song …

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      • mistermuse 4:07 pm on June 23, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, Kate. The song is one of Irving Berlin’s lesser-known ones but, I think, one of his best, despite (or maybe because of) its simplicity.

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    • scifihammy 8:17 am on June 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Time does fly!
      Happy Golden Anniversary for later this year. 🙂

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    • Don Frankel 9:51 am on June 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Happy Anniversary Mister and Mrs Muse. Guess it is safe to say…

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      • mistermuse 11:02 am on June 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Don. I guess, having made it through the first 50 years, Mister and Mrs. Muse can make it through the next 50….and then we’ll be in better position to see if we can handle Everlasting.

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    • pjlazos 6:46 am on June 25, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      So many milestones! Have fun!! Oh, and time is all happening at once so re-live it at your leisure. 😘

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    • D. Wallace Peach 2:53 pm on June 25, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Time does fly, doesn’t it? I went to my grandson’s 5th birthday party yesterday. He’s starting school in the fall. How did that happen? He was just born last week. 🙂
      An early Happy Anniversary, and Happy Birthday to the Big One.

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      • mistermuse 6:39 pm on June 25, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        How lucky can you be, to have a grandchild of that age (or any age), Diana. Enjoy his childhood “while ye may,” because TIME FLIES! And thank you for the Anniversary and Birthday wishes.

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    • RMW 12:50 am on June 29, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Fifty years of wedded bliss…. congrats…. that’s a lot of cat lifetimes. I actually had to use the calculator to figure out what year that was… 1968. For me, life is a lot better now.

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    • barkinginthedark 1:20 am on July 6, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you MM for all the reading…I love this music and thanks for the follow. Barking in the Dark will always endeavor to inform, agitate and, above all, amuse. continue…

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    • Kally 7:15 am on July 7, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Love this song. Advance congratulations to your anniversary and a loving wish for your elder one’s birthday.

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      • mistermuse 8:30 am on July 7, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Kally. You remind me of the Dr. Pepper commercial on TV–you’re “the sweet one.” 🙂

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        • Kally 10:16 am on July 7, 2018 Permalink

          Awwww! I haven’t seen that commercial. We don’t have Dr. Pepper over here but I Guess I’ll YouTube to find out which one! 🙂

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    • Silver Screenings 1:26 pm on July 8, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Every day is a good day for Art Landry & Co., in my opinion.

      Hey, Congrats on your upcoming 50th Anniversay! Woohoo! That is a remarkable achievement.

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      • mistermuse 3:31 pm on July 8, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, S.S.

        Art Landry’s was one of many popular big bands back in the Roaring Twenties. I should probably devote a post or two to remembering some of them: Paul Whiteman, Fred Waring, Ben Selvin, Leo Reisman, George Olsen, etc.

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    • franklparker 11:49 am on August 16, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Loved this. You may have beaten to 80 by a year three but I claim victory in the marriage duration stakes and having a child over 50. (55 and 53 respectively this September). Must follow you and read more of your poetry and politics.

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      • mistermuse 11:59 am on August 16, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks, Frank. I, too, must read more of your posts as time permits — as if it ever does….so I’ll just have to take time and like it (which shouldn’t be too difficult, based on what I’ve read so far).

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  • mistermuse 9:39 am on June 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , cursive writing, Egyptians, , hieroglyphics, , physicians, , Sumerians   

    THE WRITE BROTHERS 

    Ancient Sumerians wrote in cuneiform;
    Ancient Egyptians wrote in hieroglyphics.
    Ancient Americans write in cursive form;
    Impatient physicians write in hieroglyphics.

    As an ancient American who still writes poems in cursive form, I wish my fellow fathers everywhere a Happy Father’s Day. 

     
  • mistermuse 4:29 pm on May 27, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: deceit, , , , , , , Mildred Bailey, , , , ,   

    LIAR, LIAR, RANTS ON FIRE 

    One of my readers, who is obviously a glutton for punishment, recently expressed disappointment that I haven’t posted more of my poems lately. At the risk of triggering that old axiom BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR, I thank her for having inspired me to address the deficiency thusly:

    DECEIT DON’T STAND

    As the twig is bent,
    so grows the tree.
    As the die is cast,
    so shall it be.

    If these be true,
    why is it wise:
    The Donald gets a pass
    when he tells those lies?

    Of course, I should also thank the President, without whose daily rants my inspiration for this poem would doubtless lie dormant. And now for a word from the truly wise about lies:

    Carlyle said, “A lie cannot live”; it shows he did not know how to tell them. –Mark Twain

    A man comes to believe in the end the lies he tells about himself to himself. –George Bernard Shaw

    I admire liars, but surely not liars so clumsy they cannot fool even themselves. –H. L. Mencken

    Pretending that you believe a lie is also a lie. –Arthur Schnitzler

    If at first you’re not believed, lie, lie again. –Evan Esar

    Not sure why the video is black. Maybe because the lies it laments aren’t white ones. But the sound is clear, and the voice shines through the darkness.

     

     

     

     
    • calmkate 4:31 am on May 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      ah a poem a post will suit me fine thanks … great quotes! GBSs describes some I know … lets speak the truth! Altho I doubt your president would know it if it bit him on the nose 😦

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      • mistermuse 8:27 am on May 28, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you, Kate, for being the one who “inspired me” to write the poem. I should also mention (for those who don’t know) that the title of the post is based on LIAR, LIAR, PANTS ON FIRE, a children’s taunt that goes back to the 1930s (some versions add NOSE AS LONG AS A TELEPHONE WIRE). There is also this song:

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    • dunelight 8:06 pm on May 31, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Goodnexx, look at Mrs. Howell boogie!

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    • Tidbits 6:01 am on June 1, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      The risk was worth it … nice poem ! 🙂

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    • Invisibly Me 12:56 am on June 2, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Interesting quotes, I particularly like the George Bernard Shaw one. And a nice shout out of thanks to Trump, he’s certainly a source of inspiration for many a rant! 🙂
      Caz x

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    • moorezart 4:21 pm on June 8, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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      • mistermuse 5:34 pm on June 8, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you truly, moorezart. I’m always glad to get more exposure (within limits, of course).

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        • moorezart 7:16 pm on June 8, 2018 Permalink

          You’re welcome though know I try avoid the hottest hours between noon and say 2. ! Cheers!

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on May 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , Let's Do It, lust, , , , , , , Uncle Sam   

    THE WAGES OF SIN TAX 

    Pardon the intrusion —
    I don’t mean to pry —
    But the deficit’s soaring;
    The figures don’t lie.

    Uncle Sam’s in a pickle —
    Needs money like mad —
    So he sent me to tell you
    You must pay to be bad.

    He’s taxed income and outgo
    And capital gains;
    Now, an excise on excess
    Is all that remains.

    Uncle wants to be fair —
    No sin taxes he’ll seek
    ‘less you go making love
    More than one time a week.

    I’m installing surveillance
    To monitor your behavior.
    Lusting under covers won’t save you —
    I’ll hear your cries to the Father of your Savior.

    But please don’t take this personal —
    It’s my job to listen and view it.
    Hey, you know what they say:
    Someone’s got to do it.

    So….

     

     

     

     

     
  • mistermuse 12:05 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: funny, , , laughter, , , , , ,   

    LET’S CALL IT A DAY 

    Half the world doesn’t see how the other half can see anything funny in what it laughs at. –Evan Esar

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    As if there isn’t enough funny business going on in the world, today is INTERNATIONAL MOMENT OF LAUGHTER DAY. I don’t know who came up with this day (actually, I do…. but he’s not famous, so let’s let him rest in peace, even if he’s still with us). My point is, what is this world coming to if anyone and their Aunt Charlie can proclaim a DAY (an INTERNATIONAL day, no less) and expect it to be recognized? Well, I have half a mind to proclaim a DAY myself, which certainly makes me qualified. INTERNATIONAL HALF-WIT DAY, that’s what I’ll call it. I wonder if The Donald, if he hears of it, will deny it’s in his honor.

    Meanwhile, back at the wench, it’s time for those poems I promised last time:

    BUSYBODY BERATES BUSY BODY; BEELZEBUB BLASÉ

    “Say, have you been, sir, to Kathmandu?”
    “Nay, but I have sinned, sir, in Timbuktu.”
    “A tale of sin, sir? What did you do?”
    “Sailors would blush, sir, if I told you.”
    “My lips are hushed, sir — how ’bout a clue?”
    “Maidens of sin, sir, were none too few.”
    “May God rescind, sir, the sins you knew.”
    “I do not pray, sir, those sins to rue.”
    “Then may you pay, sir, the devil’s due!”
    “Satan would say, sir, c’est entre nous!”

    THE ORIENT EXCESS

    One fine night in old Hong Kong,
    White-skinned lady meet Mr. Wong.
    Mr. Wong say, “You fine missy.
    Let me favor you with kissy.”
    White-skinned lady say not to bother —
    Wong old enough to be her father.
    Mr. Wong say, “But I got money.”
    White-skinned lady say, “Kiss me, honey!”
    Well, one fine thing lead to another;
    Next time, Wong bring older brother.
    This time, lady draw line tight:
    “You know two Wongs don’t make a white.”

    And with that, ladies, what do you say….

     
    • America On Coffee 12:39 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Hahaha… !! So well scripted!!

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    • Carmen 8:11 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      What a beautiful voice Marlene Dietrich had! Now I’ve got to start my day! 🙂

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      • mistermuse 9:58 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Carmen, this song was ‘made’ for Marlene. For comparison, here’s another great singer of the time singing the same song, but….

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    • Don Frankel 9:59 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I’m thinking there should be a Writer’s Day. Guess what? There is. March 3. Looks like we missed it. Why didn’t anyone tell us? But next year, if I’m still around I will make a big deal about it.

      Sinning in the Far East brought this song to mind.

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      • mistermuse 10:48 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Good selection, Don — and rather fitting that this Far East song’s lyrics were written by Tim (are you ready for this?) RICE!

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    • Carmen 10:24 am on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Great old pics! I think I like MD’s better! 🙂

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      • mistermuse 12:49 pm on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Great old pics to go along with a great old song, Carmen. The more I listen to Lee Wiley’s version, the better I like it — still, M.D. and this song were made for each other. Let’s call it a way to say they are both superb!

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    • arekhill1 12:35 pm on April 14, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I don’t think Trump qualifies for Halfwit Day, Sr. Muse. There would have to be an International Unbelievably Slimy Scumfuck Day in order to celebrate the true nature of the man.

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    • pjlazos 12:46 pm on May 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      So great!

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      • mistermuse 3:23 pm on May 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you! So, instead of just “LET’S CALL IT A DAY,” let’s call it a….

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    • America On Coffee 10:26 pm on May 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      You’re a romantic!

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  • mistermuse 12:02 am on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , National Poetry Month, , , ,   

    ZEE POET OR ZEE COMIC – WHICH EEZ MORE MORONIC? 

    In my April Fools’ Day post, I noted that April is NATIONAL HUMOR MONTH. As a poet of sorts, wouldn’t it be funny if April also happened to be NATIONAL POETRY MONTH?

    Well, as you might guess,
    it turns out that, yes,
    that is the case….
    and this is the place
    where poetry and funny
    join together as oney
    until death do them party
    or are doomed from the starty
    by comic rigor mortis
    or a poet out of sortis.

    Oui, mon ami — this is going to be a post which joins zee art of zee poet with zee art of zee comic, and if you don’t like zee combinaison, you can lump eet. What’s more, I’ll do more such posts, zee likes of which will have you begging for merci. So if you know what’s not good for you, you’ll take eet and like eet….or take eet and fake eet. I’m not particular. (I’m also not hungry — I think I eet too much.)

    Understand, I’m not one of those poets who doesn’t understand what he has written, but somehow expects zee reader to. Non, mon ami, I understand perfectly what I have written. It’s YOU who I expect hasn’t a clue. Why is that true? I have no clue. And, frankly my dear, I don’t give a fous (pardon my French).

    Unfortunately, I see that my allotted time for this post is almost up, so zee funny poems I was going to publish here must wait until next time, for which I apologize. Thank you for your very kind attention….or, as zee Hoosier Hot Shots more etiquettely and poetically put it:

     
    • Carmen 8:57 am on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      This eez zee best, meeztermuse. 🙂

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      • mistermuse 9:28 am on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Merci!

        P.S. Sorry I can’t think of a way to French fry — I mean Frenchify — YOUR name, Carmen! 🙂

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    • Don Frankel 11:29 am on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Tres bien Monsieur Muse. J’aime tellement ca.

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    • arekhill1 3:09 pm on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Zee comic is more moronic, Sr. Muse. Ask any of my critics. but I’m happy to split the month with you.

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      • mistermuse 6:56 pm on April 11, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Ricardo, we can both take consolation from knowing that we could never aspire to the moronic heights of zee politician.

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    • RMW 11:58 am on April 15, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Gotta love those Hoosiers… the singer was also one hot shot clarinet player…

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      • mistermuse 1:04 pm on April 15, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        I must admit to loving those Hoosiers too. I can’t think of any other reason why I own dozens of Hoosier Hot Shots 78 rpm records, LPs and CDs. There may appear to be cornball musicians, but they’re actually very talented. Good singing and harmony, too.

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    • chattykerry 3:11 pm on April 18, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Monsieur Muse, votre frivolité m’amuse!

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    • calmkate 6:06 pm on May 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      lol made me laugh … great music choice 😉

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    • Ana Daksina 10:29 pm on September 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      … does “fous” mean what I think it does? 😌

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      • mistermuse 10:50 pm on September 15, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        It means what Clark Gable said in English in GONE WITH THE WIND, though my version admittedly loses something in translation. C’est la vie.

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        • Ana Daksina 2:18 pm on September 16, 2020 Permalink

          Oh, just that… You see, in Portugal, where my mother grew up, the slang word for unpleasant things that make sounds like “fous” is “phung” (not sure I have the spelling correctly but the phonetics are spot on)…

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      • Ana Daksina 9:30 pm on September 17, 2020 Permalink | Reply

        Goodness, you should have seen the flap my site just went through over some kind of inappropriate wording (regarding the exact nature of which I am still, after multiple concerned inquiries to the complainers, completely clueless).

        THAT’s awkward. I thought your response was just fine, not to worry 😊

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    • mistermuse 2:31 pm on September 16, 2020 Permalink | Reply

      No problem. I understand that many of my readers aren’t American and may not make the connection with some of my wordplay, so I appreciate your comments.

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  • mistermuse 12:01 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , Irish curses, , petulance, , , , savoir faire,   

    VERSES WITH CURSES 

    Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

    May the devil write your obituary in weasel’s piss. –old Irish curse

    Hold on — how did that get there? Either the devil made me do it, or me computer is up to no good (which wouldn’t be the first time). To be sure, me fine lads and lassies, this post is about curses in verses, but a curse alone does not a poem make. As for that derelict curse above, there are no weasels in Ireland unless you count the sloat (which is often mistaken for a weasel) or the lowly human (which often acts like a weasel, but technically is not).

    Be that as it may, I haven’t got all (St. Patrick’s) day, so let’s get on with it. Here is a cultivated selection of VERSES WITH CURSES which, not least among its Hibernian virtues, could serve to show America’s petulant President how to insult his inferiors with a bit more savoir fairy (class, in plain English) than is typical in his limited vocabulary:

    THE CURSE by John Millington Synge

    Lord, confound this surly sister,
    Blight her brow with blotch and blister,
    Cramp her larynx, lung, and liver,
    In her guts a galling give her.

    Let her live to earn her dinners
    In Mountjoy with seedy sinners:
    Lord, this judgment quickly bring,
    And I’m your servant, J. M. Synge.

    from THE CURSE OF DONERAILE by Patrick O’Kelly

    Alas! how dismal is my tale,
    I lost my watch in Doneraile.
    My Dublin watch, my chain and seal,
    Pilfered at once in Doneraile.
    May Fire and Brimstone never fail,
    To fall in showers on Doneraile.
    May all the leading fiends assail
    The thieving town of Doneraile,
    As lightnings flash across the vale,
    So down to Hell with Doneraile.
    The fate of Pompey at Pharsale,
    Be that the curse of Doneraile.
    May beef, or mutton, lamb or veal
    Be never found in Doneraile,
    But garlic soup and scurvy kale
    Be still the food of Doneraile.
    And forward as the creeping snail,
    Th’ industry be, of Doneraile.
    May ev’ry churn and milking pail
    Fall dry to staves in Doneraile.
    May cold and hunger still congeal
    The stagnant blood of Doneraile.
    May ev’ry hour new woes reveal
    That Hell reserves for Doneraile.
    May ev’ry chosen ill prevail
    O’er all the imps of Doneraile.
    May not one prayer or wish avail
    To sooth the woes of Doneraile.
    May the Inquisition straight impale
    The rapparees of Doneraile.
    May curse of Sodom now prevail
    And sink to ashes Doneraile.
    May Charon’s Boat triumphant sail
    Completely manned from Doneraile.
    Oh! may my couplets never fail
    To find new curse for Doneraile.
    And may grim Pluto’s inner jail
    Forever groan with Doneraile.

    RIGHTEOUS ANGER by James Stephens

    The lanky hank of a she over there
    Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer:
    May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the hair,
    And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year.

    That parboiled imp, with the hardest jaw you will see
    On virtue’s path, and a voice that would rasp the dead,
    Came roaring and raging the minute she looked on me,
    And threw me out of the house on the back of my head!

    If I asked her master, he’d give me a cask a day;
    But she, with the beer at hand, not a gill would arrange!
    May she marry a ghost and bear him a kitten, and may
    The High King of Glory permit her to get the mange.

    THE CURSE OF NOT BEING IRISH by mister O’muse

    And so we can see, Donald T.,
    What the problem may well be:
    In your entire immigrant ancestry,
    Of Irish blood, you’re entirely free.

    But on St. Patrick’s Day, luckily,
    Every man is an Irishman, glory be!
    So depart for today from your family tree,
    Uproot this curse, branch out, and be free!

    From ass act to class act, verily
    This very day, you can transformed be….
    Therefore, by virtue of the Irish in me,
    I dub thee, please God, President Donald O’T.

     

     
    • The Whitechapel Whelk 12:40 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Happy St Pat’s! May you be in Heaven before The Devil finds out you’re dead.

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    • pendantry 4:54 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I have no verse for you, but I do have a riddle:
      What’s the difference between a stoat and a weasel?

      (One’s weaselly recognised, the other is stoatally different). Ha Ha.

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    • Garfield Hug 5:46 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      🍀🍀🍀Happy St Pat’s Day🍻🍀🍀🍀😄

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    • GP Cox 8:11 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

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    • Carmen 8:24 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      From one person with the Irish in ‘er to another – Happy St. Paddy’s Day! (oh, and the ditty for the Donald O.T is a good ‘un)

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    • Lisa R. Palmer 8:33 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Lol!! Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

      May the green you wear
      reflect the green you bear
      as good fortune follows you ev’rywhere!

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    • mistermuse 11:28 am on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      I WANT TO THANK ALL WHO COMMENTED. FOR NOW, I’M UNABLE TO REPLY INDIVIDUALLY DUE TO COMPUTER ISSUES, SO PLEASE EXCUSE THIS COLLECTIVE RESPONSE, WHICH IS BEING SENT ON MY DAUGHTER’S COMPUTER. SORRY I CAN’T DO MORE UNTIL THE PROBLEM IS FIXED, BUT IT SEEMS I’M THE VICTIM OF AN IRISH CURSE! WHY ME, LORD (INSTEAD OF THAT INFIDEL, THE DONALD)?

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      • Carmen 12:41 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Would mister muse be muted ?? 😉

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        • mistermuse 3:26 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink

          Carmen, I’m no longer muted — for some mysterious reason, I am suddenly able to log in again, after not being able to do so since yesterday afternoon (I had pre-written the post before the problem, but had to use my daughter’s computer to publish it). They say time heals all things, but this is the first time I heard of time fixing a computer problem. I’m thinking St. Patrick must have interceded with the computer gods on my behalf. 🙂

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        • Carmen 4:10 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink

          This same thing happened to another blogger friend of mine just the other day — it’s WordPress gremlins, I believe! Glad St. Patrick interceded. . . 🙂

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    • Don Frankel 3:39 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Muse, today everyone in New York City is Irish and wearin’ the green. So here’s my toast to you.

      “May your glass ever be, full. May the roof over your head ever, be strong.
      And may we both be in heaven for a half an hour before the Devil knows we’re dead.”

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      • mistermuse 11:21 pm on April 8, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Sorry for the delayed reply, Don. Somehow I overlooked your comment — I must have had a few too many glasses of Stout at the time.

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    • arekhill1 3:58 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Will the Savoir Fairy join the leprechaun and the banshee as Irish legends, Sr. Muse? I sincerely hope so.

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      • mistermuse 5:31 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Only on St. Patrick’s Day, Ricardo. I’d hate to think of the French losing their Savoir Fairy all the other days of the year.

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    • Positively Alyssa 10:20 pm on March 17, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Happy St. Patrick’s Day!! I hope you have a great evening! I wanted to thank you for liking my post about Forgiveness! I appreciate you reading and I hope you will like more of my posts! I look forward to reading more of yours and hope the rest of your weekend is wonderful!

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    • markscheel1 4:22 pm on March 18, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Muse,

      I thought I knew poetry, but I’d never run across these! LOL I’ll have to share with my Irish journalist friend, A. J. Nevertheless, I don’t think they’d work for our current POTUS! Wouldn’t fit on a tweet.
      BTW–a friend recommended and lent me a video of the classic ballet film The Red Shoes. Really enjoyed it and thought of you and your love of “the oldies.” Bet you could write something great on that, if you haven’t already! 😉

      Mark

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      • mistermuse 9:40 pm on March 18, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Mark, the only way you could’ve come across the last poem was if you had read my puckish Irish mind, as I just wrote it the day before I published this post. BTW, your Irish journalist friend will no doubt recognize the name of the first poem’s author, John Millington Synge, of PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD fame.

        I’ll have to pass on The Red Shoes, as I’m not into ballet, though I understand it’s a great film.

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    • The Coastal Crone 2:15 pm on March 20, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you for choosing to follow my humble blog! I have enjoyed exploring yours and reading your poem’s for St. Patrick’s Day. Now I know what Donald T’s problem is!

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    • mistermuse 5:17 pm on March 20, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      My pleasure, Jo Nell. As for Donald T’s problem, I have to admit it goes far beyond not being Irish, but just for St. Patrick’s Day, I put me Irish blinders on and let it go at that.

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    • RMW 6:30 pm on March 21, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Ah, a rhyming president.
      If only he was resident!

      That’s all I have…

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      • mistermuse 9:18 am on March 22, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        RMW, if you mean resident someplace other than the White House, I am not hesitant — I mean ‘hesident’ — to agree.

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    • Silver Screenings 1:55 pm on March 24, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Whoa! Some pretty grim stuff here, especially the tirade against Doneraile. I’d sure hate to be a resident of that town…!

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    • kutukamus 7:20 am on March 31, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Much enjoyed about this very Mr. T
      Wreaking havoc on everybody 🙂

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    • barkinginthedark 1:38 am on October 29, 2019 Permalink | Reply

      Alas, no Irish, Drumpf is German
      And begorrah, also vermin

      continue…

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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply
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    A READER WANTS TO KNOW…. 

    THE ART OF THE REAL

    “Would you explain your writing to me?”
    “Certainly — I write what I see.”

    “So, what you see is what you say?”
    “In my mind, I see it that way.”

    “But things aren’t always what they seem.”
    “In that case, I write what I dream.”

    “Pray, how to tell the two apart?”
    “Some might say, therein’s the art.”

    “Then, that’s the art — to part the two?”
    “No, that’s the part that’s up to you.”

    “Up to me? But you’re the writer!”
    “Truth be told, aren’t you the decider?”

     

     
    • Lisa R. Palmer 7:08 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Brilliant!! Absolutely brilliant! Love this… 😀

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      • mistermuse 8:30 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you for that “dream” comment, Lisa. 🙂

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        • Lisa R. Palmer 11:04 pm on March 12, 2018 Permalink

          It’s absolutely true, and real, offered in daylight by a conscious, enthusiastic fan… (who also happens to believe that dreams are often real as well – lol!)

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        • mistermuse 12:03 am on March 13, 2018 Permalink

          Much appreciated, Lisa….and to show that “dream” comment was meant as a compliment, here’s a little ditty for the dreamer in us:

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    • scifihammy 7:41 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Clever – and entertaining 🙂

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    • arekhill1 10:18 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Nice set of rhymed couplets you have there, Sr. Muse.

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      • mistermuse 11:33 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        That’s “The Art of the Real,” Ricardo. Eat your heart out, Donald (“The Art of the Deal”) Trump.

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    • thelonelyauthorblog 11:11 am on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      This is brilliant. Bravo.

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    • Don Frankel 5:16 pm on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Muse earlier this year I had a thought in a similar vein and that happened when I realized I didn’t know anything. It was quite a moment because I’d been walking around for six decades and I didn’t know anything. I only thought i did.

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    • mistermuse 9:21 pm on March 12, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Don, count yourself fortunate to have been walking around for only six decades and not knowing anything — I’ve been walking around for over seven with the same disability. But at least we know what we don’t know….which is more than can be said of a certain President of the United States.

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    • Don Frankel 6:11 am on March 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Muse full disclosure here as someone from my old neighborhood told me that a young Donald Trump used to come into Karl’s Lunchoenette where I worked as a teenager and that I used to make him milkshakes, vanilla by the way. I would have disclosed this before but I just didn’t remember.

      Also pointed out to me is that we played baseball against him. I thought he grew up about a mile from our neighborhood but it seems it was a lot closer than that more like a half a mile or even less. But that all makes Donald Trump my friend. That’s the way things worked in Queens back in the 1960’s, Sorry to disappoint.

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      • mistermuse 8:38 am on March 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        No problem, Don. I simply can’t abide the way Trump treats people and believes “it’s all about him” — but I guess friendship trumps everything (pardon the pun)….although the way you define (for want of a better word) friendship seems to me a bit of a stretch, considering that it’s strictly a one-way street. I always thought of friendship as a reciprocal relationship.

        Don, I like to think of you as a friend, so I hope you don’t mind my telling you how I see it. I certainly appreciate your telling me how you see it.

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    • Don Frankel 11:51 am on March 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Muse, when you make someone a Milkshake, they leave you a tip, especially the rich kids from Jamaica Estates so it was reciprocal. But I don’t only have friends who agree with me. That’s boring. My late wife and I agreed on practically nothing but we didn’t have angry arguments we just disagreed and had fun doing it.

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      • mistermuse 1:55 pm on March 13, 2018 Permalink | Reply

        Don, since I wasn’t a rich kid, I probably wouldn’t have left a tip if I bought a milkshake from you, so I hate to think that could’ve cost us a friendship. But I mostly agree with the rest of your comment, especially when it comes to politics. Too bad Trump doesn’t see it that way — at least, I assume he doesn’t, or he wouldn’t mock those who disagree with him.

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    • moorezart 3:09 pm on March 21, 2018 Permalink | Reply

      Reblogged this on From 1 Blogger 2 Another.

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