Friday, 4 February 2011

Mortimer! who talks of Mortimer?
Who wounds me with the name of Mortimer,
That bloody man?

And ....

Fawn not on me, French strumpet! Get thee gone!
On whom but on my husband should I fawn?
On Mortimer! with whom, ungentle queen—

And later ...

Better than a poke in the eye...

Posted on 02/04/2011 1:07 PM by Mary Jackson
4 Feb 2011
Send an emailGeorge McCallum

I thought Mortimer was a mouse...

... or maybe he is a rat.

4 Feb 2011
Send an emailreactionry
Mindlessly Forging A Head
Or: Random Change Ramblings
Or: Not Buying
      These By-Gones?
Puppet Masters
Hugh and Mary, not of common herd
"Next please," deletions
Greet my 'umble excretions
Not seldom is heard
A discouraging word
Manacling me, their Mortimer Snerd
 A Sketchy Thumbnail Sea Change
Nome, Nome extending the range
Of Schmetterlings rich and strange
When lost was the Bering
And butterflies young and daring
Now trapping with ease
Giving genitals a squeeze
Scientists are buying DNA with change
And per chance repurchase honour
For a Russian judgment of so long a goner