CHAPTER 18 (Continued descent into madness - Oh where will it all end??)
Not to be outdone, Commander Scorpion persued his researchs and found his own specific set of words describing the depth of his feelings for things of a sweet, yet sharp nature. Feeling vainglorious he sent the following to Captain Hotshot who was recuperating from a bad bruise incurred while cutting a birthday cake at a bachelor party for Ensign Charles.
Slowly I walk from that dastardly place,
where jock itch rules and coach calls me Ace,
to drift across the daunting moors of blasted heath and stunted sedge,
swept clean by howling winds and stormy skys,
to gaze at last on the Frivolous Cake
to hear the bandersnatch ask why...
perchance to dream
at last to die
a speck
adrift
with the frivolous cake
A freckled and frivolous cake there was
That sailed upon a pointless sea,
Or any lugubrious lake there was
In a manner emphatic and free.
How jointlessly, and how jointlessly
The frivolous cake sailed by
On the waves of the ocean that pointlessly
Threw fish to the lilac sky.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare,
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
Up the smooth billows and over the crests
Of the cumbersome combers flew
The frivolous cake with a knife in the wake
Of herself and her curranty crew.
Like a swordfish grim it would bounce and skim
(This dinner knife fierce and blue),
And the frivolous cake was filled to the brim
With the fun of her curranty crew.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare -
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
Around the shores of the Elegant Isles
Where the cat-fish bask and purr
And lick their paws with adhesive smiles
And wriggle their fins of fur,
They fly and fly 'neath the lilac sky -
The frivolous cake, and the knife
Who winketh his glamorous indigo eye
In the wake of his future wife.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare,
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
The crumbs blow free down the pointless sea
To the beat of a cakey heart
And the sensitive steel of the knife can feel
That love is a race apart.
In the speed of the lingering light are blown
The crumbs to the hake above,
And the tropical air vibrates to the drone
Of a cake in the throes of love.
(excerpted from The Frivolous Cake by Mervyn Peake)
Hee, heee!!!! NEXT...
Excuse me Commander Scorpion, but I'm ready, said Captain Hotshot
I'll buy Parkplace and put up three houses. Bring it on!! Give me 500 shares of Cisco and 1,000 of Lucent. And throw in 250 shares of AT&T while you're at it -- Now that's a risk, heh, heh!!
Oh, oh my HD is starting to make noises again. 'Course I haven't replaced it yet, I'm trying to see how long it will run before it crashes - pretty risky, huh!!
Ship it buddy, ship it, cried Commander Scorpian!! I'm ready to take on Yakutsk and Novosibursk with half an army, plus a partially crazed Captain that goes by the moniker of "Hotshot"!!
ARE YOU READYYYY FOR THIS???? ITS SPACEY THAT'S WHAT IT IS - Ha, ha, ha!!!
Spacey I tell you... now where did I put my marbles??
Slowly I walk from that dastardly place,
where jock itch rules and coach calls me Ace,
to drift across the daunting moors of blasted heath and stunted sedge,
swept clean by howling winds and stormy skys,
to gaze at last on the Frivolous Cake
to hear the bandersnatch ask why...
perchance to dream
at last to die
a speck
adrift
with the frivolous cake
A freckled and frivolous cake there was
That sailed upon a pointless sea,
Or any lugubrious lake there was
In a manner emphatic and free.
How jointlessly, and how jointlessly
The frivolous cake sailed by
On the waves of the ocean that pointlessly
Threw fish to the lilac sky.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare,
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
Up the smooth billows and over the crests
Of the cumbersome combers flew
The frivolous cake with a knife in the wake
Of herself and her curranty crew.
Like a swordfish grim it would bounce and skim
(This dinner knife fierce and blue),
And the frivolous cake was filled to the brim
With the fun of her curranty crew.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare -
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
Around the shores of the Elegant Isles
Where the cat-fish bask and purr
And lick their paws with adhesive smiles
And wriggle their fins of fur,
They fly and fly 'neath the lilac sky -
The frivolous cake, and the knife
Who winketh his glamorous indigo eye
In the wake of his future wife.
Oh, plenty and plenty of hake there was
Of a glory beyond compare,
And every conceivable make there was
Was tossed through the lilac air.
The crumbs blow free down the pointless sea
To the beat of a cakey heart
And the sensitive steel of the knife can feel
That love is a race apart.
In the speed of the lingering light are blown
The crumbs to the hake above,
And the tropical air vibrates to the drone
Of a cake in the throes of love.
(excerpted from The Frivolous Cake by Mervyn Peake)
Hee, heee!!!! NEXT...
Excuse me Commander Scorpion, but I'm ready, said Captain Hotshot
I'll buy Parkplace and put up three houses. Bring it on!! Give me 500 shares of Cisco and 1,000 of Lucent. And throw in 250 shares of AT&T while you're at it -- Now that's a risk, heh, heh!!
Oh, oh my HD is starting to make noises again. 'Course I haven't replaced it yet, I'm trying to see how long it will run before it crashes - pretty risky, huh!!
Ship it buddy, ship it, cried Commander Scorpian!! I'm ready to take on Yakutsk and Novosibursk with half an army, plus a partially crazed Captain that goes by the moniker of "Hotshot"!!
ARE YOU READYYYY FOR THIS???? ITS SPACEY THAT'S WHAT IT IS - Ha, ha, ha!!!
Spacey I tell you... now where did I put my marbles??
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