new trik

i soree, i haf to rite this qwietly becuz...

you sea, yesturday morning i lerned a new trik.

i lerned how to SKREEM.

then i SKREEMED and SKREEMED

and momie and dadie and i SKREEMEDand it was fun.

so i keeped on SKREEMING for a long long time.

and then i SKREEMED more.

and it maked me smiling.

and i SKREEMED a hole lot that day.

and now i am horse.

Susanna Blamire

I fownd this poem by Miss Susanna Blamire while surfing the web in Yootaw. It's called "Oh Where is the Splendour." Beeng somewhat vainglorious, I chose to post it heer in hopes of resuscitating its popyoolaritee.

A pairuntly it uses a line from the song "Norah Dear Norah." The song was in William Shield's popular 1783 Opera titled "Poor Soldier" which was George Washington's favorite. Heer is a lynk to the site wayr I fownd that informashun. That site also provides a MIDI of the song. The poem follows:

Oh Where is the Splendour
By Susanna Blamire

O where is the splendour can shine away sorrow,
Or where is the treasure can buy off a sigh!
Did riches e'er purchase the loan of to-morrow,
Or find out a medicine to cure the moist eye ?
Let wealth spread her carpet, and ask the gay hours
To dance in light circles its borders along;
They'd sooner tend Patrick to Nature's green bowers
"With Norah, dear Norah, the theme of his song."

Midst the joys of the heart sits one tender affection
To heal every sorrow when tortur'd with pain;
And, when feeling sinks down into silent dejection,
Sends Hope with her cordial to cheer her again:
Thus love has shown Norah the feints of high station,
And told her that peace seldom joins the gay throng;
While "one sweet smile gives Patrick the wealth of a nation
From Norah, dear Norah, the theme of his song."

Majikal Lowd Shaky Room

Wensday my momie and dadie taked me to grandma and grandpa's hows. It was fun, and there was dogs. The yooshooal. Then, something straynge happund. Grandma drived us to a big playse with lotz and lotz of peeple who were angry and taked their shoes off and walked through doorjambs. Men in white shirtz waved a white stick at mommie for a while, and they had to put bags on grosherie store belts. Then, the men in white shirtz let everyone out to a mall where we buy bagels and coffee. Then, we sat down for a long time, and peeple stood in a line. Then a girl in a black shirt told the peeple to walk down a hallway to a small room filled with chairs. Everyone sat down in the chayrs and momie and dadie and I found seets too. Then, everyone felled asleeping. I even felled asleeping. Then, there was a LOWD noize and the whole room started shaking a lot. Then, the shaking stopped and my ears started to feel like they were full, and then they werunt full and then they were full and then they werunt full again and again. The next thing I knew, dadie held me up to a small glass box, and I seed clowds everwhere.

Things were like that for a long time, and then there was a big bump, and a "Bing!" and then everybodie pulled out phones and put white cords in their ears. Then we walked out of the chair room back into the hallway, but we were in a totally diffrunt plase. Then, we walked, and did it again. And again. And again. And then, we left the chair room, and walked down the hallway to another new place, and I seed big big big mowntans. And Uncle Andrew was there! Wow. I yused to think momie and dadie had a magik masheen, (they calls it a "Kar") but that was nothing compared to the lowd shaky room.

Then we got into a Kar and when we got owt, Ant Amanda and Kusin Caleb was there. We eeted dinnur and I felled asleeping. But I kant stop thinking abowt that rooms with chayrs and the lowd shaking and the clowds. I wondur what that was.

Mommie and Daddie kept talking about "Getting bumped" and "Los Angeles" and "Oakland" and "Nashville" and "Salt Lake City" I seed this picshur on the compyutur, so I taked a screenshot and postud it here for you.

I don't know what that meened, but I think the lowd shaky room browt us to a magical place callud Salt Layk Sity Yootaw where there is mowntans and something callud mormans that I havunt sawed yet.

I likud the lowd shaky room, and I sleeped good.