Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
And Speaking of Doggerel
I had a visitor come by yesterday as the result of a Google search query that absolutely baffled me. (And also managed to return Possumblog as the sole result!) julius caesar the roman geezer squished his face.
What in the world was that about? Figuring that there had to be something else to this, I Googled on "roman geezer" and to my surprise found out that this is part of an apparently pretty well-known schoolyard rhyme, at least in some part of the world.
The whole thing goes:
The Roman geezer
Squashed his nose
In a lemon squeezer.'
Alternate versions have wife instead of nose. There are also a couple that do away with the whole juicer thing and substitute other literate bits in its place. Here's one I found:
Came to Britain, wasn't smitten,
Back to Gaul,
And another (that strains a little too hard)--
Noel Coward was a charmer
As a writer he was brahmer.
Julius Caeser Roman geezer
Must have been a pencil squeezer.
Einstein can’t be witty-less
That last line kinda falls apart, eh?
Anyway, I have no idea why I posted this.
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