Deltaesque breakfast (response)

[Jerrybaldy]

I sat at the table,
pouring marmalde on my coco pops.
The washing machine was chewing my pants.
Various animals with broken wings,
mute barks and missing eyes
littered the floor.
Delta was by my side
licking spilt vegemite.
Daffy was dripping milk
from both ends of his 'tache.
A bird hit the window with a splat.
One of the cats with one eye
went to collect it.
Haunted looked longingly at
her empty plate.
Hawk wandered past, mumbling
of dragons and gargoyles.
He looked a bit mad
as he tripped over a passing platypus.
Prince looked over his glasses
expressed his wish not to appear in this poem
and returned to his crossword.
A pair of unmatched socks
danced to the Blue Danube.
Hill was dressed for todays walk
like a nobbly knees prize winner.
Mary looked at Daf and was inspired to write
' Ode to the milky moustachioed welshman'.
Table flowers, arranged by Ang
were taken by Haunted
and thrown over the table like confetti,
sticking to the vegemite,
and obscuring 5 across.
Outside the bin lorry
chewed up a binman.
'How Deltaesque', thought Delta
painting her toenails with more vegemite.
An unnamned croc appeared
and nothing political was mentioned.

[dafydd manton]

Inspired!!!! Bravo!!!! Brilliant!!!! Fantastic!!!!!! (Well, it's not bad, anyway.)

[Delta40]

lol. you are now Jerryesque! I love how you capture the familiar quirks of Lit-netters. *gives a vegemite grin*

[Haunted]

I look forward to rolling out of bed every day and going straight across the pond to Jerry's for breakfast! I'm relieved you didn't seat me next to your cereal killer. Can I stay for lunch?

[dafydd manton]

Please do - I shall invite you on his behalf, me bein' a gentleman an' all. On the menu is............Welsh Rarebit. And I leave the jokes to Jerry, which jokes are inevitable.

[Haunted]

oh thanks Daf. You sure are a gentleman, the warden says so :D

[Jerrybaldy]

Matron called him something different the other day. But thats between me and her. I have no jokes. I am an artist. *brushes shoulder and walks down corridor in a velvet smoking jacket*

[dafydd manton]

Why was the corridor in a velvet smoking jacket?

[Jerrybaldy]

Daffy attacks my syntax. We were mates once. Weeps at mans inhumanity to man. passes daffy the sprouts.

[dafydd manton]

aAAAHH!! Sprouts!! MY favourite. I always get compartments on trains to myself after . Saves on heating, too!!!

[Hawkman]

"Had they but one neck I would hack it through." Caligula.

PS I'm just off to attend the inauguration of my horse as a senator...

[Maryd.]

Oh, how I enjoyed reading this poem... The litnetters should feel honoured to be mentioned in your poem, Jerry. I know I am and I am sure the others do to.
Well done. You are one clever fellow.

[PrinceMyshkin]

You're a hoot, man - almost as good as the original Jerry! (But he, I'm sure, would have known to put an apostrophe in "mans inhumanity...")

[dafydd manton]

Oh, how I enjoyed reading this poem... The litnetters should feel honoured to be mentioned in your poem, Jerry. I know I am and I am sure the others do to.
Well done. You are one clever fellow.


You are of course right, Mary, but don't go round telling him. We'll never hear the end of it, and you know how hyper he gets after coco pops! Just be grateful he kept off Delta's porridge!

[Delta40]

what's wrong with porridge???

[dafydd manton]

Nothing wrong with porridge, O Wise Antipodean, it's just the disgusting things he puts on it. Honey I could live with, maybe jam at a push, but peanut butter? Tomato ketchup? Dijon mustard and vermicelli? And then he insists on eating it with his fingers. Not a pretty sight. We bought him a nice plastic spoon once, but it was beyond him. Poor old thing!

[Delta40]

with brussel sprouts and horseradish.....mmmm

[dafydd manton]

Oh, that's perfectly acceptable. The sprouts are easy to pick up with the fingers - the hard bit is throwing them in the air and catching them in the teeth. Horseradish is, I need hardly say, optional. Many today prefer gooseberry conserve.

[Delta40]

this is just what the world needs to tackle obesity....

http://www.google.com.au/images?hl=en&q=chocolate+coated+bacon&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=univ&ei=h6d_TOnYJsiecZjFjYkL&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=4&ved=0CC8QsAQwAw&biw=1345&bih=536

[dafydd manton]

Sounds good to me!! (Actually, and when Jerry sees this I shall cop it), I have got disgustingly fat, so I'm on a strict diet, until I get back in to my sheepskin flying jacket - my posing kit! It's going to be a long, long haul!!!!

[Delta40]

just call me blimp....while I chew on my turducken wrapped in bacon...

[dafydd manton]

Don't forget the cranberry sauce. (And whilst you have mentioned a fantastic dish, I am sooooo looking forward to my lettuce and tomato!)

[Jerrybaldy]

hmmmphhh hmp hmpphh mmampphh (sounds of Jerry resisting response to Daf's revelation ;)

[dafydd manton]

Nothing to do with me, Matron told me to!! Always do what Matron says, or it's the strap and frogman's flippers.

[hillwalker]

Sorry to be so late to join the party... but I actually have been out in the hills for the day (got to keep these exquisitely knobbly knees supple you know). I raise my trekking poles to you Jer, the current poet laureate of LitNet.