On Wenlock Edge (Tiddly Pom) the wood's in trouble (Tiddly Pom)

[larryhammer]

While going through restored old files, I came across this poem from A Shropshire Pooh:

From far, from stream and gorse-bush
   And Hundred-Acre Wood,
The stuffing of life to fill me
   Rolled hither: so it should.

Now — for a stitch I tarry
   Or I will fall apart —
Take me in hand and sew me:
   I'll show you where to start.

Patched now, and I, old favorite,
   Stay worn but get no worse;
And to the wind's twelve quarters
   I'll hum my endless verse.

Speaking of shameful confessions....

---L.

Comments

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

Tee hee!

Nine

[packbat.livejournal.com]

Heyo! Off-topic, but I'm friending you. Bye!

[larryhammer]

We had a topic? Where?

---L.

[packbat.livejournal.com]

Uh ... *points* Behind you!

*runs away*

[larryhammer]

Ha! You can't fool me -- that's the oldest trick in the ...

...

uh oh

[palomapus.livejournal.com]

Ever since the first time I read the A.A. Milne "tiddly pom" bit I have added it to many an impromptu poem in my head (and sometimes aloud). Thanks for the smile - I forgot to tell you this when you first posted this!

[larryhammer]

De nada -- glad it amused.

---L.