The latest issue of Gilbert Magazine finally arrived, and … I’m in it.
Specifically, one of my clerihews.
Now I know that other folks in the Chestertonian blogosphere are regular contributors to that fine periodical, penning erudite, insightful and lengthy pieces, but now I can say I have contributed my own little bit of fluff:
When talking with Socrates
Just give simple answers please,
Or we’ll all have to slog
Through another dialogue.
I feel as light as a feather. I am as happy as an angel. I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man.
Why, I feel like dancing.
Specifically, one of my clerihews.
Now I know that other folks in the Chestertonian blogosphere are regular contributors to that fine periodical, penning erudite, insightful and lengthy pieces, but now I can say I have contributed my own little bit of fluff:
When talking with Socrates
Just give simple answers please,
Or we’ll all have to slog
Through another dialogue.
I feel as light as a feather. I am as happy as an angel. I am as merry as a schoolboy. I am as giddy as a drunken man.
Why, I feel like dancing.
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