Sunday, April 08, 2007

The grandest lady in the Fib Sunday

Can you read my mind?

Yibol shickey, milley unt scrubbely. Me screwbah noaow. Nogowe. Wee.

And welcome, mes amis, to this Easter edition of the Fib that is Sunday. The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun when you read my mind.

I thought it might be a nice idea to pop out to one of Edinburgh's many art galleries this afternoon. Or perhaps jump off from the top of the Scott Monument.

I don't mind if you don't mind, dear reader.

If you don't know what Fib Sunday is, or indeed, what's going on, click here for the original instructions. They are the best set of instructions on the internet. No, really. Well, apart from the Catholic guide to sitting on a gentleman's face. But that's another story.

In brief:


1) I take the topic as given in last week's final entry, write a Fib and give a new topic.
2) Your reply to the topic is in the form of a Fib in the comment section.
3) You then supply the next topic.
4) The next visitor replies with a Fib on the newly given topic and then provides a new topic and so on...

A Fib is a six line, twenty syllable poem with a syllable count by line of 1/1/2/3/5/8. The only restriction on a Fib is that the syllable count follow the Fibonacci sequence. An example of a classic fib:

One
Small,
Precise,
Poetic,
Spiraling mixture:
Math plus poetry yields the Fib.

Last time, Brian left us with the topic of Minge hikes up Ben Nevis. My exhausted and blistered response:

One
foot
in front
of the next?
One hundred thousand
See Minge be a tit on The Ben.

Next topic:

Easter parade.


10 comments:

ucallmemadam said...

Hats
Scarves.
Even
At Easter
It is bloody cold.
The weather men have it all wrong.

Next topic:

Should i cut my hair?

Ina

Ian Thorpe said...

Shake
your
hair-style.
If it looks
an absolute mess
it's time you took shears to it.

Next topic is Texans.

Brian said...

I've
liked
a few.
Not many.
The reason? Bushes.
They put a bad taste in my mouth.

Next topic:

Darth Vader at the beauty salon

Ken Monteith said...

Luke!
I
am your
customer!
A bit off the top
and don't use that aftershave! Yech!

Next topic:

Stalked by indifference

Ian Thorpe said...

My
baby;
she don't
Mess around.
I stalk her, watch her.
Not caring if she bangs or not.

The next topic is Nancy Drew.

Minge said...

Miss
Drew.
You're a
Mystery.
Lezza? Feminist?
Two hundred million say, "Dyke."

Next topic:

Cracking the code.

Lex Ham Rand said...

Code
or
cipher?
Mystery.
It doesn't make sense.
Wait - that's not code! That's Japanese!

Next topic:

My cat destroys Easter decorations

Matt said...

eat
choc
mouth full
big belly
maybe i should stop
but only after this last piece

Next topic: glove or no glove?

Brian said...
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Brian said...

Shall
I
challenge
my dear Minge?
Glove slap! Ten paces.
Or maybe we could just have tea.

Next topic:

I hate to tell you this but that's not tea you just drank