The Logovore

[Hawkman]

The Logovore, who feeds on words,
has eaten my supply;
my dictionary seems quite bare,
the beast has left me dry

I track him now in cyberspace,
the spoor’s not hard to follow,
his fumets, reeking metaphors,
found lying on the morrow.

I trawl the forum’s pages;
the strands now knotted ropes,
there’s too much cover here, methinks
but still I have high hopes,

that I might yet catch up with him,
I hope I have the time,
to spear him with my rapier wit
in open fields of rhyme.

And when I’ve slain the hoary hound
I’ll open up his gut,
reclaiming all the words I’ve lost
through reading too much smut.

The corse I’ll leave for buzzards,
for they as well must eat,
the worms can just go hungry
while the birds tear at his meat.

And with my scrip of words refilled,
why then I will return,
to writing prose and poetry
in hopes my crust to earn.

[Delta40]

I love this! had to look up the word logovore but after reading locavore, I got the picture! go find this beast but keep within the local area!

[dafydd manton]

Egad! 'Tis in search of the Questin' Beast! I shall ride as your squire!

[hillwalker]

Witty stuff, Hawk. All the usual suspects come to mind, but personally methinks 'tis a fair maiden that has made off with most of your arcane vocabulary.

[Hawkman]

I love this! had to look up the word logovore but after reading locavore, I got the picture! go find this beast but keep within the local area!

G'day, Delta, glad it amused you. I certainly won't be coming to Oz to look for him, too many things out there that can kill you :D


Egad! 'Tis in search of the Questin' Beast! I shall ride as your squire!

You may, but you don't need to go hauling any swords from stones, I keep mine on the wall...


Witty stuff, Hawk. All the usual suspects come to mind, but personally methinks 'tis a fair maiden that has made off with most of your arcane vocabulary.

If only this were true, I wouldn't be running after questing beasts, but chasing her, through the leafy glades :D

Live and be well H

[Song of Mercy]

Thanks Hawkman, nicely done :)

[PrinceMyshkin]

The logovore, his task now done,
has left you lying in the sun
bereft of language, noun or verb.
A proposition most absurd!

So now, I suspect, your window-shopping will be no more than that? Very funny poem, thanks.

[Hawkman]

Song, you're very welcome.

Thanks Prince

When I catch him he'll be sorry
I will snare and slay my quarry
I'll teach the sod to steal from me
I'll nail him to the nearest tree.
but I haven't caught him yet
perhaps success is no safe bet!

Live long and Prosper H

[Bar22do]

I'll leave logovore
for tomorrow
and while I sleep in dreams flowery
you take care of your vocabulary!

Bar

[hack]

It does seem that the words
just run out occasionally.Uhm,
er, yeah, that is, Uhhhhhhhh,
...peace...

[Hawkman]

I'll leave logovore
for tomorrow
and while I sleep in dreams flowery
you take care of your vocabulary!

Bar


Sweet dreams for a sweet poet. rest and rise refreshed!


It does seem that the words
just run out occasionally.Uhm,
er, yeah, that is, Uhhhhhhhh,
...peace...

Um, well, you know, like, er thanks...

Live and be well, H

[Jerrybaldy]

Now you are inventing mythical beasts ..... is there no end?
You will have Daf having a go next, if he hasn't already.
Very funny H Man
Jerry

[dafydd manton]

Not me, kid. Like so many of us, I have an affinity with trees. Remember that song? "I talk to the trees"? That's why they put me away.

[Hawkman]

Now you are inventing mythical beasts ..... is there no end?
You will have Daf having a go next, if he hasn't already.
Very funny H Man
Jerry

Not for the first time, I'm afraid. See the back catalogue :D Anyway, Daf is a mythical beast, so he has a head start :D


Not me, kid. Like so many of us, I have an affinity with trees. Remember that song? "I talk to the trees"? That's why they put me away.

I seem to remember using that Spike Milligan quote a couple of months ago. (At least they let me out :D ) Dafydd isn't really a woody word, but I think Manton is...

Live long and prosper. H

[dafydd manton]

I am, in reality, the Famous Eccles!

[Hawkman]

Eccles, Raise right leg... Oh no, not that again! Oh woe, woe and thrice woe!

[dafydd manton]

No, please, anything but that! Not again, on such a multi-national Forum, we'll have the rest wondering what's going on!

[Hawkman]

And now for something completely different, Caribou, Gone! and don't let them nibble the croquet hoops.