The Upper Crusted and Crested Newt
Is the epitome of ghastly cute
He wears a ruff
Partakes of snuff
And turns sideways through doorways when playing the flute.

(Weโ€™re snowed in and beginning to suffer from cabin fever hence the awful poem. Itโ€™s been like this for literally hours now.)


  1. Posted January 20, 2013 at 9:27 pm | Permalink

    There was a young man with a lever
    Whose love for a newt gave him fever
    So he tore off his ruff
    Took a great sniff of snuff
    And said, I’d do better with beaver.

    daddyp replied:

    That’s slightly dubious isn’t it darling. Oh, it’s the cabin fever metaphor …. of course.

  2. Posted January 21, 2013 at 1:14 am | Permalink

    The best thing to do when snowed in? Clean the pantry! Organize things! Re-arrange furniture! And rearranging the furniture at night, while your partner is sleeping is even MORE entertaining… but could result in injuries to both parties.

    daddyp replied:

    Please don’t give Lo, the terrible Goddess ideas. Thank you.

  3. Posted January 21, 2013 at 8:58 am | Permalink

    DF, I’m going to try that out. Sounds fun ๐Ÿ˜‰

    daisyfae replied:

    Just trying to be helpful! ๐Ÿ˜€

    daddyp replied:

    Oh poo …

  4. Posted January 21, 2013 at 5:45 pm | Permalink

    There was a young man with a ruff
    In love with a newt who took snuff
    He said, This is stupid
    I blame it on Cupid,
    And ran off to sea in a huff.

    daddyp replied:

    Awarded the DP Approval award – a much desired accolade BTW.

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