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OzymAlan Bagshaw By: Sam Beeby on 5/13/2003; 1:49 PM I met the drummer from a bum Greek band, who said: "Two vast and ugly crooked women stand on the pavement. Near them, by the waste, blind drunk, a plastered vagrant lies, Whose frown and wrinkled lip, and beer in bleeding hand, Tell that the liquorÂ’s rendered passion dead, One cannot thrive existing on the fringe". "Untutor'd youth, thou art yet wise", I said. And from the cavity, these slurs appear: "My name is Alan Bagshaw, king of kings, look on my clothes ye cleanly, and beware!" After a while it rains. Round the display of that bacchanal wreck, Engaged in prayer, the lone unsavoury bawds had nill to say. A satirical modern take on Percy Byshe Shelly's classic, 'Ozymandius'. Any takers?
RE: OzymAlan Bagshaw By: Richard Davidson on 5/13/2003; 11:54 PM The Thumb of Ozymandius I ate a lemon from an antique store, Who said--"Ten bored and loveless bags of sand Stand in the tea chest . . . . Near them, by the door, Half shrunk a lovely cottage lies, whose fish, And crumpled bats, and beer of red command, Tell that their mother well those whistles jumped Which yet crochet, stamped on those listless scones, The tub that bathed them, the duck that quacked; And near the easy chair, these words despise: My thumb is Ozymandius, thumb of Kings, Look on my thumb, ye Horrid, and enjoy! Hilda beside remains. Eat the nice cake Of those colossal dorks, mindless and sweet The dried and varnished sands leak down my chin."
RE: OzymAlan Bagshaw By: Richard Davidson on 5/18/2003; 2:37 PM Evan, the poem above, "The Thumb of Ozymandius" is the one I mentioned.
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