"RamblinRover Luxury-Yacht" (ramblininexile)
03/29/2019 at 09:55 • Filed to: literary shitposting
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"RamblinRover Luxury-Yacht" (ramblininexile)
03/29/2019 at 09:55 • Filed to: literary shitposting | 3
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There once was a Dormouse who lived in
a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums
(red)
And all the day long he’d a wonderful
view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue)
A Doctor came hurrying round, and he
said:
“Tut-tut, I am sorry to find you in bed.
Just say ‘Ninety-nine’, while I look
at your chest...
Don’t you find that chrysanthemums answer the best?”
The Dormouse looked round at the view
and replied
(When he’d said
“Ninety-nine”) that he’d tried and he’d tried,
And much the most answering things
that he knew
Were geraniums (red) and delphiniums
(blue).
The Doctor stood frowning and shaking
his head,
And he took up his shiny silk hat as
he said:
“What the patient requires is a
change,” and he went
To see some chrysanthemum people in Kent.
The Dormouse lay there, and he gazed
at the view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums
(blue),
And he knew there was nothing he
wanted instead
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).
The Doctor came back and, to show what
he meant,
He had brought some chrysanthemum
cuttings from Kent.
“Now
these
,” he
remarked, “give a
much
better view
Than geraniums (red) and delphiniums
(blue).”
They took out their spades and they
dug up the bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums
(red),
And they planted chrysanthemums
(yellow and white).
“And
now
,” said the
Doctor, “we’ll
soon
have you right.”
The Dormouse looked out, and he said
with a sigh:
“I suppose all these people know
better than I.
It was silly, perhaps, but I
did
like the view
Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums
(blue).”
The Doctor came round and examined his
chest,
And ordered him Nourishment, Tonics,
and Rest.
“How very effective,” he
said, as he shook
The thermometer, “all these
chrysanthemums look!”
The Dormouse turned over to shut out
the sight
Of the endless chrysanthemums (yellow
and white).
“How lovely,” he thought,
“to be back in a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).”
The Doctor said, “Tut! It’s
another attack!”
And ordered him Milk and
Massage-of-the-back,
And Freedom-from-worry and
Drives-in-a-car,
And murmured, “How sweet your chrysanthemums are!”
The Dormouse lay there with his paws
to his eyes,
And imagined himself such a pleasant
surprise:
“I’ll
pretend
the
chrysanthemums turn to a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red)!”
The Doctor next morning was rubbing
his hands,
And saying, “There’s nobody quite
understands
These cases as I do! The cure has
begun!
How fresh the chrysanthemums look in
the sun!”
The Dormouse lay happy, his eyes were
so tight
He could see no chrysanthemums, yellow
or white.
And all that he felt at the back of
his head
Were delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red).
And that is the reason (Aunt Emily
said)
If a Dormouse gets in a
chrysanthemum bed,
You will find (so Aunt Emily says)
that he lies
Fast asleep on his front with his paws to his eyes.
Chariotoflove
> RamblinRover Luxury-Yacht
03/29/2019 at 10:52 |
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I love delphiniums. Mums are fine, but just not the same.
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RamblinRover Luxury-Yacht
> Chariotoflove
03/29/2019 at 11:05 |
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I like this poem as both a just-so story for dormice playing dead and as an indictment of the meddling-on-your-behalf I-know-what’s-best-for-you
interfering power-tripping asshole with a smile
mentality.