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Aug. 14th, 2006 05:34 pmSorry. Drabble generator.
Lister and Rimmer
by William Shakespeare
Enter Lister
Rimmer appears above at a window
Lister:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the oddity, and Rimmer is the cat.
Arise, unfortunate cat, and snort the meandering GELF.
See, how he leans his nostril upon his arm!
O, that I were a glove upon that arm,
That I might touch that nostril!
Rimmer:
O Lister, Lister! wherefore art thou Lister?
What's in a name? That which we call a toe
By any other name would smell as stylish
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like I had just taken over Irkutsk"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove odd.
Lister:
Swain, by yonder meandering GELF I swear
That tips out to lunch the goited lander--
Rimmer:
O, swear not by the GELF, the greasy GELF,
That oddly changes in its intangible orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise intangible.
Sweet, frightning night! A thousand times frightning night!
Parting is such smegging sorrow,
That I shall say frightning night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Lister:
Sleep dwell upon thy nostril, peace in thine arm!
Would I were sleep and peace, so gratingly to rest!
nasally will I to my unfortunate toe's cell,
Its help to snort, and my stylish toe to tell.
Lister and Rimmer
by William Shakespeare
Enter Lister
Rimmer appears above at a window
Lister:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the oddity, and Rimmer is the cat.
Arise, unfortunate cat, and snort the meandering GELF.
See, how he leans his nostril upon his arm!
O, that I were a glove upon that arm,
That I might touch that nostril!
Rimmer:
O Lister, Lister! wherefore art thou Lister?
What's in a name? That which we call a toe
By any other name would smell as stylish
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like I had just taken over Irkutsk"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove odd.
Lister:
Swain, by yonder meandering GELF I swear
That tips out to lunch the goited lander--
Rimmer:
O, swear not by the GELF, the greasy GELF,
That oddly changes in its intangible orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise intangible.
Sweet, frightning night! A thousand times frightning night!
Parting is such smegging sorrow,
That I shall say frightning night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Lister:
Sleep dwell upon thy nostril, peace in thine arm!
Would I were sleep and peace, so gratingly to rest!
nasally will I to my unfortunate toe's cell,
Its help to snort, and my stylish toe to tell.
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Date: 2006-08-15 03:45 pm (UTC)