Bongos
Bang your bongos in the night
It will make you feel all right
Catch the beat
Feel the heat
"We bang bongos with delight."
With rhythms that go hazy
They are never lazy
Beryl Bam is long
Billy Bong is gone
"Together we are crazy."
They beat to the moon
The tune of the loon
They beat to the heart
And cannot part
A beatific thing
"It makes us PING!"
posted by modroom at 7:44 pm
31 Comments:
Can hear you sing
These bongoes go ping
But makes me go bonkers
All this deplonkers
Not to alarm
bongoes weave spells
Can do much harm
with their charm
Only time tells
if we hit heads in cells
Hellcat.. deplonkers! They are competion for wailing cats, the noisy furry acrobats. ..::o
Anonymous.. well it looks like they've gone in feet first, the padded room is the worst!
Do you have pancake spiders there? We had one beneath the house when I was a kid, just been reminded of it the other day. ..::)
We have pancake spiders if you step on one of any spiders over here. But we keep spiders as guests because they are very good at catching visitors with wings too small to chirp.
What was so special about your pancake spider?
My dad told me about this spider that lived beneath us which I'd forgotten about. Don't have a clear visual memory but he was kind of a member of the family. Proper name is a Plate Spider apparantly, yellow and white and looked like a pancake, saucer size body. Called Oscar. I think he was cool but could scare the shit out of me!
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Oscar might have been like Monster who lived behind my Dad's darkroom door. Did you ACTUALLY see him? (with your eyes)
Yes I used to see him but not a distinct visual memory, more a memory without the visuals. It would fill the width of a door including legs. It was an elevated house and he generally stayed down there. I guess they look for a cool plaace. We kept guinea pigs too, I remember a long-haired one called Fred. I used to print at home, over here, might blog or link a cat photo later. ..::)
Fred is dead because I fed
him grass that had fertizer!!!
Then from my head Hellcat spread
Can't rid her and dispise her!
Poor Fred, his long hair was black, brown and white. Hope your Fred didn't end with a fight :(
She was meant to say ferrrrrrtilizer
and frrrrrright!
I'm still working this one out..
MY Long-Haired Guinea Pig Fred is DEAD! Accidentally fed him grass that had fertilizer on it! Hope your Fred's death wasn't such a fright. Hellcat takes over when I'm vulnerable during such terrible circumstances. I blame your 'simple' mind on Penelope!
Oh that's sad, I'm sorry. It was while standing by the guinea pigs I learnt we don't last forever which I nearly mentioned, and Fred fits the description of Fred! Well, it might not be so final anyway. I'm sure Fred got lots of love. We all do accidental things. Lots of love to you Anonymous!
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It's the Penelope bit I don't get now, but hav'nt been up long.
Fred taught me the same thing about not lasting but not everyone accidentally kills someone like Fred. He did have a memorable last day drinking fertilizer tea and eating fertilized grass cookies. He looked happy wearing the dolls dress and bonnet and loved being wheeled around in the pram on a hot sunny day. So not too bad or sad .... It was the closest I have assisted in taxidermy.
Penelope weekly performs mind control. This week we are simple. Happy Valentines Modroom ... knew your Fred had the same hair :)
Night!
I think that image is quite firmly imprinted in my mind. Maybe you have some film-like slow motion memories of that day with Fred and perhaps some Greig accompaniment.
Maybe he's the same Fred..
...:::o
Maybe our Freds are THE Fred!
How was your Fred put to death bed?
Almost dread
Why you stood then fled.
*Peter and the Wolf*
Ah well, it was'nt seeing. It was being told about the phenomenon in general but it started with conversation about the guinea pigs.
You think there might be one big omni Fred!? Mmmm.. interesting. He probably would'nt be able to say either way I suppose.
Did "Peter and the Wolf" at infant school in Brisbane.
I think I saw a class photo in an Aussie film that looked like mine which could have been used by someone in my year connected to the film in someway, but it's onscreen too quickly to tell. Photo was Acacia Ridge '67, film much more recent, but can't remember name of it or who was in it! Would'nt be surprised if they're living next door to you! Fred is'nt in the photo.
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I saw your school a couple of years ago when on holidays! All our school photos look the same, especially in 67. Maybe our Freds look the same too. Glad you didn't see yours looking like a pancake :)
It's still there then! Yeah I imagine them photos are pretty similar. Fred was'nt pancaked and the spider Oscar was quite happy being that shape naturally. Fred consciousness is here! ...:::o
MY Fred WAS pancaked! He looked more like a fluffy hot water bottle cover. Even his bones dissolved!!!! Fred is spooky now.
Eating fertilizer did that!? I prefer to see him dressed fine in the pram on a sunny day. We had a few of them in a big hutch outside but I don't recall any becoming hot water bottles. Most curious activities..
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YES!!! Dissolved everything but the outer skin!!!!!!! I wrote a short story about that summer day to go with the death of my pet frogs.
Everyone has had at least one guinea pig dissapear out of a locked hatch!
Blimey Fred.
You write things. Mmm interesting. Might have to make a Fred Awareness Day or something. I won't ask what happened to the frogs. My sitemeter is curious bonkers.
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Poor Fred.
Write and type things but can't type. I'm aware of Fred every day!The frogs flipped. Your sitemeter knows that.
I'd flip if I tried to work out some of the locations sitemeter says!! Particulary Oz. Write and type but can't type, most curious. I'd have a peek at some if you let people do that, hav'nt written for ages 'cept me bits here.
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Ps Will you have time to return to this thing after all your moving and rearranging in March?
When visitors have dialup, the location can be all over the country ... as is mine. I'm actually in Sydney. One of the things I must do after March is finish illustrating a short story book which might go online - although personal stories no one else would probably understand - about my best friends, the birds :)
What 'thing'? Have your email address in case I return as someone else. Will also be stalking you and sending the odd secret message ... eventually :)
Ah.. thanks for throwing light on that. We did Sydney for a year and half, Opera House still being built as riding on the ferry. Birds are your best friends, how cool is that! Great that you might get book online sometime. No time to catch up with the links elswhere at mo, but I'll get there.. THANKS.
"Thing" is my term for IL and onlining (!) It's as technical as I get. Look forward to being stalked etc too! I'm heading for a hedonist night out, so will catch your post when the Hat is back on reasonably okay.
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I remember being when the opera house was being built, still have ferries :)
Will have to work out how to let Bird Visitors know where I am after March, plus the lizards ... The book was so I wouldn't forget their stories.
Enjoy your motivation of desires for sensual pleasures this evening. Don't lose your hat };-}
Hat partially escaped me but is coming back on. Ferry's can be fun. Hope you find a way of letting the BV's and lizards know what's what. I've seen your poem but can't find where you put the link in comments so I go here. Got link on email alert though. It's quite evocative, an oasis buzzing withactivity to the tune of nature. A place of charm and discovery, and definitely enjoyment. The reccurance of "An English/ Australian loved pond seems to place your love and connection to the place at the centre through which you see. Damselflies, great name. I like it, it's a small place but big also!
*phew* Have a sister who is a fairy/bunny who is fun.Teehee is a silly rhyming poem! I've never had a pond but an email friend long ago used to talk about hers. The Damselflies are amongst the Incense and Terrymints, but email told you that :)
You're right, if I click on the right place in the email it takes me to the comment box. Another discovery, hovery hovery.
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