‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
A stately pleasure-dome decreed.
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #things that *almost* make sense #’symmetry’ actually rhymes *better* here #poetry
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#music #poetry #I got it four lines in #fuck yeah #this was my favourite song when I was little #(you’re considering the sergeants as a Beatles reference then?) #(hadn’t thought of it but tbh I stopped trying to understand American Pie a *long* time ago) #(probably once I started hearing that most of it *had* no particular meaning)
Oh! I always post this poem on April 1. Because National Poetry Month, and also it makes me happy.
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^ ” ` $ $ –
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Waka waka bang splat tick tick hash,
Caret quote back-tick dollar dollar dash,
Bang splat equal at dollar underscore,
Percent splat waka waka tilde number four,
Ampersand bracket bracket dot dot slash,
Vertical-bar curly-bracket comma comma CRASH!:D)
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#poetry #the only place where I have ever seen angle brackets called wakas
Bold Spirit! who art free to rove
Among the starry courts of Jove
And oft in splendour dost appear
Embodied to poetic eyes
While traversing this nether sphere
Where Mortals call theeE N T E R P R I S E.[x]
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#Star Trek #fanart
Last year, people came up with some pretty great #ScienceValentines – let’s keep that rolling! How would you express your love for that special scientist in your life? Tweet @nprscience or message me, and I’ll collect the best ones.
(Bonus points if you can somehow incorporate landing on a comet)
Our bond is so strong, it don’t need oxytocin.
We’re woven together like a corpus callosum.
The love we impart, though it’s felt in our heart,
Is more of a limbic-type notion.
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#valentines #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #illness tw #death tw #puns #this is an interesting collection of tags #oh also #the power of science
A feature of English which I think is stupid,
If we’re carrying on with this game,
Is how we abolished the thorn and replaced it,
With two letters that meant the same.
The þ was a letter, amazing, astounding,
Perfect in every respect,
Representing the ‘th’ sound and shortening words,
The one thing it didn’t expect;
One day T and H went and burgled its meaning,
And then, thanks to the printing press,
Its symbol mutated and morphed into Y,
Which is pointless, I must confess.
Þoughtlessly, the þ was forgotten,
Þreatened as the language evolved,
Þankful for þose who knew of old English,
A topic where it was involved.
It only survived in Modern Icelandic,
In English it’s treated with scorn,
And as barely anyone knows it exists,
Please try to remember the thorn.
ð!
Saving the thorn from obscurity
Is surely a laudable aim
But if this letter deserves our praise
The eth should receive the same.The scribes of the Anglo-Saxons
interchanged the eth and thorn
until the first one fell from use
and the second was left forlorn,But for the modern Icelander
their roles are more defined
and could improve our English texts
if we were so inclined.The thorn (Þ, þ) denotes a voiceless dental fricative
as in the English ‘think’ or ‘thresh’ but not the ‘th’ in ‘hither,’
whereas the eth (Ð, ð) is a voiced dental fricative
perfect for ‘this’ and ‘that’ and most especially for ‘thither.’So I propose ðey boþ be used
in the Icelandic manner;
ðen students won’t be loaþ to learn
our spelling and our grammar.To þink we’ve never fixed ðis mess
is really quite astounding.
One letter cluster for two sounds?
Ðat’s damnably confounding!
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#language #poetry #yes this #I have to refer to the phoneme I can’t perceive as ‘theta’ #because English-speakers are more likely to know that letter than to know our own thorn #(and they don’t even always understand me then) #such a shame #(the following category tag was added retroactively:) #fun wif forn fronting
From the shoulder, beyond the wrist, look out kobolds, it’s my fist!
our monk
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#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog
Doesn’t look like a limerick to you? Try this:
A dozen, a gross, and a score
Plus three times the square root of four
Divided by seven
Plus five times eleven
Is nine squared and not a bit more.
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#poem #limerick #of the mathematical variety
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#music #poetry #I figured it out at the last line #it’s the Ghost Tune! #(see here’s the thing) #(when I was maybe eight I had this fragment of tune stuck in my head) #(there were no words) #(so I couldn’t have Googled it even if my music-Googling prowess at the time had been higher than zero) #(every so often I would think about it again and wonder what it was) #(wonder if I would *ever* find out) #(and this went on for seven years) #(which remember was about half my life at the time) #(until my brother’s 11th birthday party) #(we were at the bowling alley playing and a song came over their radio) #(and it was the Ghost Tune) #(only it was a crowded bowling alley and I couldn’t make out any words to Google) #(luckily when I expressed my frustration about this Mom was like) #(‘oh isn’t it that Eiffel 65 song ‘I’m Blue’?’) #(I was *so* happy to finally know what it was) #(I didn’t even care that I came in 4th of 4 at bowling) #(I have been fond of this song ever since) #tag rambles
Brinens and Things 