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    Sit, Nonchalant Doggy!

    Sit, Nonchalant Doggy!
    by Robert Frost (Footrest, brr!)

    Refrigerated gnus' tonsils,
    Adhere, thou threshold!
    Holy seafarer, farewell!
    Ah, loony burnouts!
    Unabashed, effete, ill sots!
    Finks! Renegades, too
    (Nowadays dowsed), go not!
    Sit, nonchalant doggy!

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    Haha an amazing array of vocabulary Pompey.
    Loving this amusing charming piece very clever!!
    assuming this is about your pet right?
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Quote Originally Posted by cacian View Post
    Haha an amazing array of vocabulary Pompey.
    Loving this amusing charming piece very clever!!
    assuming this is about your pet right?
    Thanks Cacian.

    But heavens no, it's pure gibberish! Or to be more precise, it's an anagram of a poem by the great New England poet Robert Frost. An anagram is a kind of wordplay hat rearranges the letters of something (in this case, the individual lines) to form new words. This is a fun kind of puzzle, but hard because you have to use all the letters.

    Here is Frost's original poem (more or less about innocence). I was a beast to mutilate something so beautiful.

    Nothing Gold Can Stay
    by Robert Frost

    Nature's first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf's a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf.
    So Eden sank to grief,
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing gold can stay.

    And here's my "improvement" again:

    Sit, Nonchalant Doggy!
    by Robert Frost (Footrest, brr!)

    Refrigerated gnus' tonsils,
    Adhere, thou threshold!
    Holy seafarer, farewell!
    Ah, loony burnouts!
    Unabashed, effete, ill sots!
    Finks! Renegades, too
    (Nowadays dowsed), go not!
    Sit, nonchalant doggy!
    Last edited by Pompey Bum; 08-04-2019 at 11:20 AM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    Thanks Cacian.

    But heavens no, it's pure gibberish! Or to be more precise, it's an anagram of a poem by the great New England poet Robert Frost. An anagram is a kind of wordplay hat rearranges the letters of something (in this case, the individual lines) to form new words. This is a fun kind of puzzle, but hard because you have to use all the letters.

    Here is Frost's original poem (more or less about innocence). I was a beast to mutilate something so beautiful.

    Nothing Gold Can Stay
    by Robert Frost

    Nature's first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf's a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf.
    So Eden sank to grief,
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing gold can stay.

    And here's my "improvement" again:

    Sit, Nonchalant Doggy!
    by Robert Frost (Footrest, brr!)

    Refrigerated gnus' tonsils,
    Adhere, thou threshold!
    Holy seafarer, farewell!
    Ah, loony burnouts!
    Unabashed, effete, ill sots!
    Finks! Renegades, too
    (Nowadays dowsed), go not!
    Sit, nonchalant doggy!
    Interesting Pompey.
    The question is:
    Would one be able to recognise from looking at it that is one of Frost's poem?
    At a glance or against the clock I means?
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    Thanks Cacian.

    But heavens no, it's pure gibberish! Or to be more precise, it's an anagram of a poem by the great New England poet Robert Frost. An anagram is a kind of wordplay hat rearranges the letters of something (in this case, the individual lines) to form new words. This is a fun kind of puzzle, but hard because you have to use all the letters.

    Here is Frost's original poem (more or less about innocence). I was a beast to mutilate something so beautiful.

    Nothing Gold Can Stay
    by Robert Frost

    Nature's first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf's a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf.
    So Eden sank to grief,
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing gold can stay.

    And here's my "improvement" again:

    Sit, Nonchalant Doggy!
    by Robert Frost (Footrest, brr!)

    Refrigerated gnus' tonsils,
    Adhere, thou threshold!
    Holy seafarer, farewell!
    Ah, loony burnouts!
    Unabashed, effete, ill sots!
    Finks! Renegades, too
    (Nowadays dowsed), go not!
    Sit, nonchalant doggy!
    Interesting Pompey.
    The question is:
    Would one be able to recognise from looking at your version that it is one of Frost's poems?
    At a glance or against the clock I means?
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    More of the same. Can someone really not fix this?
    Last edited by Pompey Bum; 08-04-2019 at 12:35 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by cacian View Post
    Interesting Pompey.
    The question is:
    Would one be able to recognise from looking at it that is one of Frost's poem?
    At a glance or against the clock I means?
    At the Frost version? Sure, I know it by heart. I can barely read it without crying. But at my anagram version? Lord, no. That's why I put Frost's name next to his anagram in the first post. I was hoping someone would try to guess which poem it was. But it seems they all said (except for you): "Oh well, another incipherable Pompey Bum poem--don't think I'll bother." That srruck me funny because my imagery can be bit obscure. But I appreciate your trying and thinking it was about my dog. I miss my dog.
    Last edited by Pompey Bum; 08-04-2019 at 12:31 PM.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    At the Frost version? Sure, I know it by heart. I can barely read it without crying. But at my anagram version? Lord, no. That's why I put Frost's name next to his anagram in the first post. I was hoping someone would try to guess which poem it was. But it seems they all said (except for you): "Oh well, another incipherable Pompey Bum poem--don't think I'll bother." That srruck me funny because my imagery can be bit obscure. But I appreciate your trying and thinking it was about my dog. I miss my dog.
    Sorry to hear it. What happened to your dog and what was it called?
    Hope you do not mind me asking.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    No, I don't mind. We talked about it once before actually, although maybe I didn't go into details. His name was Conner. He was a giant greyhound, very strong but timid with everyone but me. He'd been raced and scared when he was young. One day he heard fireworks going off and panicked. He jumped his fence and just kept going. I looked for him for a day and a night before I found his body--killed by a car that apparently didn't bother stopping. This was a long time ago, but I still miss him and see him in my dreams. He's still my dog.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    No, I don't mind. We talked about it once before actually, although maybe I didn't go into details. His name was Conner. He was a giant greyhound, very strong but timid with everyone but me. He'd been raced and scared when he was young. One day he heard fireworks going off and panicked. He jumped his fence and just kept going. I looked for him for a day and a night before I found his body--killed by a car that apparently didn't bother stopping. This was a long time ago, but I still miss him and see him in my dreams. He's still my dog.
    Oh no that must have been very hard for you.
    People do tend to replace their dog. Have you not thought of getting another one?
    I guess it is hard to let go of a pet hence why I never want to get a pet although I adore animals.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Well, the short answer is that there are things in my life that preclude it now. But it's okay. He was a great dog.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    Well, the short answer is that there are things in my life that preclude it now. But it's okay. He was a great dog.
    One in a million as they say. It is amasing that you still see him in your dreams. Dogs are phenomenal creatures.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Yes, I see him in my nightmares. Just as things are getting bad, I will see him, or sometimes he will run up to me, and then I will think to myself--Wait a minute, Conner's dead. This can't be real. Then I will immediately wake up. We always looked out for each other, you know?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    Yes, I see him in my nightmares. Just as things are getting bad, I will see him, or sometimes he will run up to me, and then I will think to myself--Wait a minute, Conner's dead. This can't be real. Then I will immediately wake up. We always looked out for each other, you know?
    I see. I did not think it was a nightmare. I have never owned a dog so I don't how one relates to one and the other way around but it does almost incredible what you said about ''looking out for each other''. It is rather special.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pompey Bum View Post
    Yes, I see him in my nightmares. Just as things are getting bad, I will see him, or sometimes he will run up to me, and then I will think to myself--Wait a minute, Conner's dead. This can't be real. Then I will immediately wake up. We always looked out for each other, you know?
    I see. I did not think it was a nightmare. I have never owned a dog so I don't how one relates to one and the other way around but it does almost incredible what you said about ''looking out for each other''. It is rather special.
    it may never try
    but when it does it sigh
    it is just that
    good
    it fly

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