To ben ane mediæval poete ben ane curse
To wryte of queynte matters and of erse.
If fartinge ben the thynge, why then by mayne
Force it ben forbidden atte chirche in Spayne;
If swyving ben the problem, why then wyve;
But preestes be so forbidden. What the swyve?
'Tis sure that poetry ben still ane lyvinge arte
That techethe us to love, and eke to farte.
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
20 June 2006
Chaucer lives!
Mediæval poets are the very devil. Not content with a blog of his own, Geoffrey Chaucer is now causing trouble in Spain: a Royal Shakespeare Company production of the Canterbury Tales has had to be moved because of complaints about excessive farting and swyving.
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