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Fractured fairy tales
November 1, 2024
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Friday happy dance
November 1, 2024(Thanks to my friend mindful webworker for this one.)
3 Comments | circus of life | Tagged: dance, Irving Berlin, Puttin' on the Ritz | Permalink
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Find the pumpkins!
October 31, 2024Three pumpkins have not been carved. See if you can find them.
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9 Comments | simple pleasures | Tagged: Halloween, puzzles | Permalink
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Today’s cultural moment
October 31, 2024
5 Comments | comfort & joy, musical offerings | Tagged: Coultergeist, Halloween, Phil Coulter | Permalink
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Halloween funnies
October 30, 2024
9 Comments | circus of life | Tagged: Halloween | Permalink
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Halloween gets a cat scan
October 30, 2024
5 Comments | animal crackers | Tagged: cats, Halloween, Henri | Permalink
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Puppy love — trick or treat edition
October 29, 2024
14 Comments | animal crackers | Tagged: dogs, Halloween | Permalink
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Hell hath no fury
October 29, 2024Not for the faint of heart.
In the Tower of London, large as life,
The ghost of Anne Boleyn walks, they declare.
Anne Boleyn was once King Henry’s wife,
Until he had the axeman bob her hair.
Oh yes, he did her wrong long years ago,
And she comes back each night to tell him so.
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower;
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour.
She’s going to find King Henry, she means giving him what for;
Gadzooks! She’s going to tell him off for having spilled her gore;
And just in case the axeman wants to give her an encore,
She’s got her head tucked underneath her arm.
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower;
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour.
Along the drafty corridors for miles and miles she goes;
She sometimes catches cold, poor thing, it’s cold there when it blows!
And it’s awfully awkward for the queen when she has to blow her nose
With her head tucked underneath her arm.
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower;
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour.
Now sometimes old King Henry throws a spread
For all his pals and gals, the ghostly crew;
The axeman carves the joints and cuts the bread,
When in walks Anne Boleyn to spoil the do.
She holds her head up with a wild war whoop;
And Henry cries, “Don’t drop it in the soup!”
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower;
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour.
One day she found King Henry; he was in the castle bar.
He said, “Are you Jane Seymour, Anne Boleyn, or Catherine Parr?”
How the heck am I supposed to know just who you are?
You got your head tucked underneath your arm!”
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower;
With her head tucked underneath her arm
At the midnight hour.
9 Comments | circus of life | Tagged: Anne Boleyn, Caryl P. Weiss, Halloween | Permalink
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Face time: Halloween edition
October 28, 2024
23 Comments | simple pleasures | Tagged: faces, Halloween | Permalink
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Monday chuckles
October 28, 2024
8 Comments | circus of life | Tagged: Elle Cordova, grim reaper | Permalink
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