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Lol... "Ring-a-ling-a-ling, a-ding-dong-ding!"
Slay Bells
Amusing limericks sleigh me
And homophones to, too a degree
'Cause my spell checker can't catch 'em
As if stuck in my throat like phlegm
Perhaps isle just order a laryngectomee
12/15/2025
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Haha. That one sleighs. It’s homophonic.
There was a young gal named Faye
Who was having an awfully bad day
Her car broke down
So to get to town
She hitched the horse to her sleigh
Giddyup!
Faye’s resourceful
Enjoyed :)
Seems it Never Snows in New Delhi
They've never heard sleigh bells in New Delhi
'cept on the radio or on the telly
Though in years long past it has snowed
Oh, the traffic - how everything slowed
"Nought may endure but Mutability" quoth Shelley
12/16/2025
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Nice sleighing limericks, Sancho and Tailor. Tis the season and Esther's next word is "holly": https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/12/...-limerick-263/
With the holly and ivy we go.
Grab a kiss under sweet mistletoe.
But is mistletoe sweet?
Well, the rhyme was no cheat.
May that kiss bring you bliss and love grow.
^ Nice. That one makes me happy. Mine, by contrast, shoots for angst. Is it finals week?
There once was a freshman at M.I.T.
Who sought an engineering degree
She studied so hard
Out in the yard
In the shade of a good-luck holly tree
Enjoyed ^^ :)
In the past I've used holly to surround a Nativity scene for a table presentation at church...
https://www.online-literature.com/fo...8&d=1766433073The Holly Tree
a seasonal snip to our holly tree
for Christmas decorations to guarantee
the spirit of Christ be made manifest
that one and all be blessed
with remembrance of the Nativity
12/22/2025
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
I like the idea of clipping holly for decorations, Tailor. The one thankful thing about those exams, Sancho, is I no longer have to take them.
Esther's word this week is "door": https://estherchilton.co.uk/2025/12/...-limerick-264/
The cell of my prison’s fine door
was opened. I stood on the floor.
Do I dare to go out?
Dare I run, walk about?
I stayed stuck so they locked the cell door.
There was a wrecked steamer, The Alice May
Was set ablaze on the marge of a bay
“Please close the door”
“I must implore”
Said Sam who thought the heat should stay
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold.
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold.
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights.
But the queerest they ever did see
Was the night on the marge of Lake LeBarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
My Granddad loved this poem. He would not only recite it. He’d enact it. It was grand.
Worthy limericks :) Great story by your Granddad. :)
I haven't had my cocoa yet, and I still need to peruse LitNet, and I have need to study a bit more for a lesson to give tonight, so later on :)
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
The Doorway Effect
There is an unsettling condition
which some find an imposition
when passing through a door
one's memories theretofore
are purged in the new location
12/30/2025
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Y/N that one made me weirdly uncomfortable. Was the narrator afraid to leave prison? Was it a case of the prisoner preferring incarceration to freedom? Or was it more like The Allegory of the Cave? Tailor, I was getting a Doors of Perception vibe from that one, only without the psychedelics.
https://youtu.be/BqjdKWEV7eM?si=LF5UffjlvrhqOPee
There once was a thinker named Plato
Who dined on a big red tomato
He thought of a slave
Who was stuck in a cave
He then went to fetch some more mayo
Huxley https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Doors_of_Perception Interesting vibe. Great vid of "Break on Through" that I hadn't seen before... became a fan of the Doors music at the get go. Now that I reflect I've experienced many through the threshold moments... the most momentous having to do with leaving Seattle as a child and then returning home on a bus from Maple Valley after the passing of my Mother; crossing the bridge going into Portland with a double rainbow outside the window... a feeling of leaving reality, or some such. I still may be trying to find my way after all these years.
Lol, not sure what to make of Plato... Here's Google AI:Genius :)Quote:
That limerick cleverly combines elements from Plato's famous Allegory of the Cave (prisoners seeing shadows, the journey out to light/truth) with a humorous, mundane twist (needing more mayonnaise!), highlighting how Plato's thought experiment from The Republic illustrates the difference between mere perception (shadows) and true knowledge (the outside world), and the philosopher's difficult role in guiding others toward reality.
Here's the philosophical breakdown of the limerick's references:
"Plato" & "a slave / Who was stuck in a cave": This directly references the core story where prisoners, chained since birth, mistake shadows on a wall for reality.
"He thought of a slave / Who was stuck in a cave": This is the philosopher's (Socrates in the dialogue) contemplation of people living in ignorance, mistaking appearances for truth.
"dined on a big red tomato" & "fetch some more mayo": These mundane, modern additions provide a comical contrast, emphasizing the gap between profound philosophical concepts and everyday life, or perhaps humorously suggesting even philosophers get hungry!.
The Allegory's Meaning:
The Cave: Represents the world of sensory experience and illusion.
The Shadows: The limited understanding or beliefs people hold as truth.
The Escapee: The philosopher who journeys out into the light (true knowledge).
The Sun: Represents the ultimate Form of the Good, true understanding.
The Return: The philosopher's duty to return and enlighten others, despite the difficulty and potential hostility.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Speaking of philosophers:
There once was a chap named Blaise Pascale
Whose adding machine presaged Hal
I’m sorry, Dave
You, I won’t save
Said Dave, “Open the pod bay doors, you shall”
https://youtube.com/shorts/97fz8S5K1...PpIEfa846zl3JA
Oh man. A.I. may have us on the precipice of a vast sea of sh…
But not yet. There’s still time. Google A.I. got it mostly right, but missed the main point, which was: What if a plump red tomato was the impetus behind the Allegory of the Cave. Plato sees and tastes the beautiful fruit and then imagines a world were there are only shades of gray.
Uhh, either that or I just couldn’t think of too many words that rhyme with Plato.
BP... enjoyed :)
"I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do..." :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_iorkS9Lh4
Lol... the tomato is well thought out AND it rhymes with Plato... as I said: Genius :)
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Haha. We’re on the precipice of a vast sea of sh…aving cream.