this is a tale about dirac the goldfish
who gulped his last gulp
and got flushed down the drain
never to be seen again
dirac lived a simple contented fish life in his fish bowl
(the dirac delta)
but now he has bigger fish to fry
in that big bowl in the sky

RIP PAM Dirac
You will be missed machli

happy birthdays are in order to a few of my friends

one day when you wake up
your children would've grown
and you'll never make your wife moan.

if it weren't for venetian blinds it'd be curtains for us.

Tickled pink

boy!
BOY!

which iskool you?

in other news:
credit goes to s s for new blog tittle. i hope you're tickled pink about it. i know i am!

Dogged

of what things does a dog think,
if a dog does think things.
of sticks and stones,
and alabaster bones.
of monkeys and mangoes,
and watchmen galore.
of what things does a dog think,
if a dog does think things?

What's the story morning glory?

the morning after
like a patient etherised upon a table.

Of florid lens and sun-sunny days

hey hey it's a sunny day,
happy took the rain away.