Say this, and say that, His hed is so fat, He wotteth neuer what Nor wherof he speketh; He cryeth and he creketh, He pryeth and he peketh, He chydes and he chatters, He prates and he patters, He clytters and he clatters, He medles and he smatters, He gloses and he flatters; Or yf he speake playne, Than he lacketh brayne, He is but a fole; Let hym go to scole, On a thre foted stole That he may downe syt, For he lacketh wyt; And yf that he hyt The nayle on the hede, It standeth in no stede;
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Date: 2005-09-30 10:46 am (UTC)And so to the point. English confused indeed.
And Miss Mal, you have me slain. *iz ded*
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Date: 2005-09-30 04:05 pm (UTC)Say this, and say that,
His hed is so fat,
He wotteth neuer what
Nor wherof he speketh;
He cryeth and he creketh,
He pryeth and he peketh, He chydes and he chatters,
He prates and he patters,
He clytters and he clatters,
He medles and he smatters,
He gloses and he flatters;
Or yf he speake playne,
Than he lacketh brayne,
He is but a fole;
Let hym go to scole,
On a thre foted stole
That he may downe syt,
For he lacketh wyt;
And yf that he hyt
The nayle on the hede,
It standeth in no stede;
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Date: 2005-10-01 08:58 am (UTC)