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Thursday 10 September 2009
"Love Among The Apricots"

Posted in Posted by J. M. Barrie

   Don't let the title fool you, this is a random, disjointed, awesome poem about nothing! Emma, Snicket, and I (Barrie) wrote it just a bit ago, and it's been a great hit among the family. We each wrote five stanzas. Well, enjoy the nonsense!

 

"Love Among The Apricots"
 
Whatever your contrivance,
Howe'er small it may be,
Against your lord and master
Across the shining sea,
 
May you be a man I say,
A man who I will love,
And may you then please do stay,
And stay home with my dove.
 
One day I saw him, yes I did,
I saw him with my eyes,
I saw the the Duke of Amsterdam,
All hidden in disguise.
 
Duke, duke, o, duck, I said,
Not an hour to loose,
Please keep him in my master's stead,
It's not a duck, a goose!
 
He ran to me, oh ran, I said,
And spoke of those in flight,
And of the ones no longer here,
And of the man Cartwright.
 
A lovely bunch of apricots,
A peach, a pear, a tree,
The only ones of magic lore,
And doom of honeybee. 

'Tis but an apple, sir, I said,
I said with all my might,
Don't freak out 'bout it, I implored,
And submitted to the plight.
 
So forth, I say, to walk that way,
Go, walk, jog, and run.
Please don't stop and go away,
Just think about my gun.
 
The great rose petal, full of life,
Of beauty, rare and fine,
But come the time when perish all,
And all the love divine.
 
I must say, I really must,
I think you are so dumb,
You say yourself to be so just,
No, you are full of gum.
 
I read a novel once, my dear,
Of a great Chanc'ry case,
I ate the book, with all the spine 
But that was not the base.
 
Hurrah, hurray! We've come ashore!
To see the shining sea,
But here, but ho! I see some snow!
About the feet of me.
 
There shall come a day when man,
Among the starless sky,
Shall fade and falter hopelessly,
Diminish to the Eye.
 
But to be seventeen again,
That would be my pride,
To find my own shoes wrought in iron,
Hanging by my side.
 
But soon the sun shall shine my dear,
And shine out for the best,
And all the world will not be gone,
No endings for the rest. 


~Barrie, Snicket, and Emma


Comments

Saturday 12 September 2009 - <em>Untitled Comment</em>

Posted by chezdak

You can tell some of the bits have been written by Emma! = D
It's interesting, random, and funny.

Edited by chezdak on Saturday 12 September 2009 at 11:19 AM

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