Monday, April 25, 2011


The word today is 'SATURNINE':

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  1. Saturnine? Indeed it's not!
    Bank holiday today
    From midnight on it's been Monday
    And will be so all day

    'Twas Saturnine two days ago
    The weather - baking hot
    I struggled, cursed, & made it through
    Torridophile I'm not

    I love the sun, with cooling breeze
    Without that breeze I'm gloomy
    Then you can call me saturnine
    I just don't like it humid

  2. Feeling a bit saturine
    But from me you'll see no crying
    I'll boost myself up today
    Perhaps by music, perhaps by play

    The smiles I'll force upon these lips
    is a better resolution than feeding my hips
    Shopping too is a temporary fix
    As long as I'm careful with my picks

    I'm in no hurry, not in a rush
    Just gently give me a little push
    I really am not sad today
    I only feel a bit sluggish, in a way

  3. Our African water frog
    is in no saturnine mood
    He dreams of the local bog
    and swimming in the nude.
    He sings and begs:
    'let me out. Set me free
    I want to find a few eggs
    and a missus who loves me.'

    Alas, in his aquarium he stays
    and delights us with his tune
    we know this is just a phase.
    He's better off in our fake blue lagoon.

  4. The Titan King, a sign
    Cronus was all alone
    His stomach would cry out
    Hestia would plead
    Hades would grimly moan
    Hera would shout
    Poseidon would songs lead
    Demeter would intone
    A sixth voice, they without
    He was King Saturnine

  5. The cavalry officer cried "Malign
    Fate has deprived me of horse!
    Here in this forest of pine -
    This park. Perforce,
    My men, unmounted,
    Will soon be discounted."

    Then suddenly it struck him how
    The bushes of the park were clipped.
    "Some mad mathematician I do avow!
    With topi'ry numbers the park's all equipped."
    So he mounted his men on bushy numbers so fine
    And himself Saturnine.