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Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? Down the Amazon in a inflatable boat All on a cold wooden floor. Clutching you in my arms, little sister, As our brother steered us through the rapids. Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? When the rainy season arrived And we stood wobbling in the sinking boat, Throwing buckets of imaginary water Out onto the cold wooden floor. Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? We navigated fierce waters, Fought of wild crocodiles, Only to be called to lunch And three pairs of socked feet shuffled down the hall. Nevermore, little sister, Nevermore shall we brave the waters of the Amazon, As we have homework to do Our rooms to clean And besides, the three of us could no more fit in an inflatable boat On a cold wooden floor.

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Jun 1, 2014

Jun 1, 2014 at 8:40 AM UTC

ninafz

Do you remember – with apologies to Hilaire Belloc

Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? Down the Amazon in a inflatable boat All on a cold wooden floor. Clutching you in my arms, little sister, As our brother steered us through the rapids. Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? When the rainy season arrived And we stood wobbling in the sinking boat, Throwing buckets of imaginary water Out onto the cold wooden floor. Do you remember our adventures, little sister? Do you remember our adventures? We navigated fierce waters, Fought of wild crocodiles, Only to be called to lunch And three pairs of socked feet shuffled down the hall. Nevermore, little sister, Nevermore shall we brave the waters of the Amazon, As we have homework to do Our rooms to clean And besides, the three of us could no more fit in an inflatable boat On a cold wooden floor.

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Lawrence Hall [email protected] LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim’s Journal of Life, Literature and Love Fellowship & Fairydust (fellowshipandfairydust.com) https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com The Decline of the British Empire Whatever happens We have got Shakespeare and Milton And they have not But this is what They have got: A strong economy And we have not (Based on a bit of 19th century triumphalist doggerel, attributed to Hilaire Belloc and others, about the Maxim gun. And let The People shout, “Decolonize these lines!”)

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Dec 12, 2022

Dec 12, 2022 at 7:56 AM UTC

lawrence-hall

The Decline of the British Empire

Lawrence Hall [email protected] LogoSophia Magazine – A Pilgrim’s Journal of Life, Literature and Love Fellowship & Fairydust (fellowshipandfairydust.com) https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com The Decline of the British Empire Whatever happens We have got Shakespeare and Milton And they have not But this is what They have got: A strong economy And we have not (Based on a bit of 19th century triumphalist doggerel, attributed to Hilaire Belloc and others, about the Maxim gun. And let The People shout, “Decolonize these lines!”)

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Shall I Compute 1 Thee to a Summer’s Day? A Lament for the Unlettered They launch no voyages of discovery To sail beyond the sunset 1 of their dreams No pages open to them; no books, no boots, No paths lead them to Constantinople or Rome 3 For the horns of Elfland 4 they listen not Nor for the unheard pipes on a Grecian urn 5 The Red Book of Westmarch 6 is forever closed And lines of lyric verse sing not to them They cling to their precious palantiri 7 And launch no voyages of discovery 1 As Shakespeare did not say 2 From Tennyson’s “Ulysses.” Heinlein used the phrase as the title for his final novel. 3 Patrick Leigh Fermor and Hilaire Belloc 4 C. S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy 5 Keats, “Ode on a Grecian Urn” 6 Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings 7 Tolkien again

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Jun 15, 2018

Jun 15, 2018 at 2:48 PM UTC

lawrence-hall

Shall I Compute Thee to a Summer's Day?

Shall I Compute 1 Thee to a Summer’s Day? A Lament for the Unlettered They launch no voyages of discovery To sail beyond the sunset 1 of their dreams No pages open to them; no books, no boots, No paths lead them to Constantinople or Rome 3 For the horns of Elfland 4 they listen not Nor for the unheard pipes on a Grecian urn 5 The Red Book of Westmarch 6 is forever closed And lines of lyric verse sing not to them They cling to their precious palantiri 7 And launch no voyages of discovery 1 As Shakespeare did not say 2 From Tennyson’s “Ulysses.” Heinlein used the phrase as the title for his final novel. 3 Patrick Leigh Fermor and Hilaire Belloc 4 C. S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy 5 Keats, “Ode on a Grecian Urn” 6 Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings 7 Tolkien again

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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The USS Texas Whatever happens We have got A rusting dreadnaught And they have not (as Hillaire Belloc did not say) Fun fact: The elegant, British-designed Texas is the last dreadnaught in existence. Battleship Texas Foundation USS Texas (BB-35) Battleship in World War II (thoughtco.com) Last-of-its-kind battleship USS Texas returns to the water after months of work to restore the warship to its former glory (msn.com)

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Mar 7, 2024

Mar 7, 2024 at 6:16 PM UTC

lawrence-hall

The USS Texas

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The USS Texas Whatever happens We have got A rusting dreadnaught And they have not (as Hillaire Belloc did not say) Fun fact: The elegant, British-designed Texas is the last dreadnaught in existence. Battleship Texas Foundation USS Texas (BB-35) Battleship in World War II (thoughtco.com) Last-of-its-kind battleship USS Texas returns to the water after months of work to restore the warship to its former glory (msn.com)

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