Date: Fri, 3 Oct 1997 20:27:00 +0100 From: Anthony Duggan Subject: Intro: (& Sub) Hello, (Hope I've got the list etiquette right, I have read the FAQ but this document assumes a certain level of commonsense in the reader- a fatal flaw in my own experience:) Anyway. The name's Tony, I live in London. I prefer to think of myself as a budding novelist but I write simple poetry when moved. I like to write humerous (hopefully) rhyme with the occasional diversion to a serious subject. Here's a sample. Think Irish accent. The Course Of True Love In Carrickmearse. Born here I'll die here, and she will as well, so we thought we might as well marry, For the lack of the money to give it a garry we'd have to borrow and sell. We went off below to talk to the fella with crumbs of cake on his gob he drew himself up, a weary old slob and lit a brown panatella. Do you know what you're doing at all, said he to me and herself, (we do of course, sure we're both on the shelf or we'd never get married at all) I do, said I and she gave a smile and the fella as nice as you like, said good man yourself, and I'm Father Mike, and would you step into the hall. There's one small thing that you must do still, you'll have to go on a course, said I to him, yerra small thing me arse she's a long time now on the pill. Well the look I got, and him with a face, said c' mere to me you and her we stepped inside the dark old place it smelled something rotten in there. He sat us down for the dollop of hell, the brimstone fire and all, did either of us know what we were doing? when I told him, he turned pale. What would happen to our mortal souls when the both of us were dead, we said we'd pray for forgiveness, when the kids were gone to bed. Well, Holy God did he not take a turn and curse us up to the town I asked him not to swear, for herself, and to tone his language down. He asked the position regarding children I told him one in particular, Where did we get such strange ideas, he asked, we said mostly at the pictures. He told us to go on pilgrimage first to wash away our sin, I asked if he had any brochures for the Mediterranean. He gave up on us then and showed us the door, refusing the holy certificate so we're married now and tanned as well on a budget-travel ticket.