# A Verse Game

**URL:** <https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351>\
**Category:** Cafe Society\
**Created:** [January 27, 2003, 10:48pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351 "2003-01-27T22:48:21Z")\
**Posts on this page:** 18\
**Page:** 5

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**Author:** ![petcat](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/5fc32e/32.png) [@petcat](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/petcat)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 3:04am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/81 "2003-02-03T03:04:35Z")

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Wakes up bleary in the muck  
Amongst the bleating sheep he shags.  
From fairest creatures we desire increase,  
That thereby beauty’s rose might never die,

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**Author:** ![Sternvogel](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/bc79bd/32.png) [@Sternvogel](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Sternvogel)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 5:07am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/82 "2003-02-03T05:07:02Z")

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> \*Originally posted by petcat \*  
> \*\*Wakes up bleary in the muck  
> Amongst the bleating sheep he shags.  
> From fairest creatures we desire increase,  
> That thereby beauty’s rose might never die, \*\*

And yet, when the Raelians say they’ve cloned Britney,  
We scoff, and deem their claim a lie.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre,

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**Author:** ![Gyrate](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gyrate/32/3588_2.png) [@Gyrate](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Gyrate)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 1:28pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/83 "2003-02-03T13:28:43Z")

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Turning and turning in the widening gyre,  
The tetherball swivels and swings on its wire.

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I would to Heaven that I were so much clay,  
As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling –

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**Author:** ![TwungTister](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/bbce88/32.png) [@TwungTister](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/TwungTister)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 2:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/84 "2003-02-03T14:59:16Z")

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> I would to Heaven that I were so much clay,  
> As I am blood, bone, marrow, passion, feeling –

I’ve had the most rotten and terrible day,  
That my wrists are well cut and are bleeding.

\>\> sorry to be morbid. \<\<

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Believe me, if all those endearing young charms, which I gaze on so fondly today, …

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**Author:** ![Rubystreak](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/r/e5b9ba/32.png) [@Rubystreak](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rubystreak)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 4:55pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/85 "2003-02-03T16:55:30Z")

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Were known of, I’d be sent to prison straight away.

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediment…

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**Author:** ![Kn\_ckers](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/96bed5/32.png) [@Kn\_ckers](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Kn_ckers)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 5:36pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/86 "2003-02-03T17:36:58Z")

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediment  
Lest I stand immobile as a twig mired in sediment.  
Next:

Give us this day our daily bread…

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**Author:** ![petcat](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/5fc32e/32.png) [@petcat](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/petcat)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 5:54pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/87 "2003-02-03T17:54:37Z")

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Remember, what the Dormouse said, Feed Your Head! Feed Your Head!  
I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy, A Yankee Doodle do or die…

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**Author:** ![Chronos](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/chronos/32/134_2.png) [@Chronos](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Chronos)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 6:56pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/88 "2003-02-03T18:56:44Z")

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> I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy, A Yankee Doodle do or die…

Or to “do”, at least, then I go bye-bye.  
'Twas brilling, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe

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**Author:** ![cornflakes](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/9d8465/32.png) [@cornflakes](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/cornflakes)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 7:14pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/89 "2003-02-03T19:14:16Z")

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My sister used to gimble with a carnie, name of Abe.

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**Author:** ![cornflakes](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/9d8465/32.png) [@cornflakes](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/cornflakes)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 7:19pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/90 "2003-02-03T19:19:44Z")

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(from the first page)

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> Can I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Not now, it’s too damn hot. No way!

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold,

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**Author:** ![Pucky\_Schumer](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/74df32/32.png) [@Pucky\_Schumer](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Pucky_Schumer)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 10:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/91 "2003-02-03T22:09:28Z")

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold,  
You’d think those pervs would go inside and get out of the cold.  
A Bird came down the Walk  
He did not know I saw

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**Author:** ![Alto](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/c67d28/32.png) [@Alto](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Alto)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 10:12pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/92 "2003-02-03T22:12:07Z")

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There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold,  
But stranger still in the cheesemaking mill where they mix the milk with mold.

The boy stood on the burning deck when all save he had fled…

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**Author:** ![cornflakes](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/9d8465/32.png) [@cornflakes](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/cornflakes)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 10:40pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/93 "2003-02-03T22:40:38Z")

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…Crying “uh oh, **cornflake** ’s writing more dreck. Wish that I was dead!”

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I am Sam.  
Sam I am…

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**Author:** ![petcat](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/5fc32e/32.png) [@petcat](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/petcat)\
**Post date:** [February 3, 2003, 11:34pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/94 "2003-02-03T23:34:17Z")

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Of Hobbiton, my father Ham,  
Lingering over pints at pubs  
with Boffins, Bagginses, and Chubbs,  
and wandering with wizards far  
from West Farthing to black Mordor  
But now my travels are no more,  
Home with sweet Rose, and Elanor

The road goes ever on and on  
Down from the door where it began

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**Author:** ![Pucky\_Schumer](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/74df32/32.png) [@Pucky\_Schumer](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Pucky_Schumer)\
**Post date:** [February 5, 2003, 5:42am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/95 "2003-02-05T05:42:26Z")

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> \*Originally posted by petcat \*  
> \*\*The road goes ever on and on  
> Down from the door where it began \*\*

That’s it! The morning commute has gotten  
Absolutely out of hand.

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**Author:** ![Pucky\_Schumer](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/74df32/32.png) [@Pucky\_Schumer](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Pucky_Schumer)\
**Post date:** [February 5, 2003, 6:25pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/96 "2003-02-05T18:25:10Z")

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(Forgot to add a new poem.)

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame

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**Author:** ![The\_Peyote\_Coyote](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/5f8ce5/32.png) [@The\_Peyote\_Coyote](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/The_Peyote_Coyote)\
**Post date:** [February 5, 2003, 6:29pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/97 "2003-02-05T18:29:07Z")

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As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame  
you get burned at the lake, you have yourself to blame.

I saw this morning morning’s minion

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**Author:** ![Gyrate](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gyrate/32/3588_2.png) [@Gyrate](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Gyrate)\
**Post date:** [February 5, 2003, 6:48pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/a-verse-game/151351/98 "2003-02-05T18:48:20Z")

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I saw this morning morning’s minion  
On the rides at King’s Dominion.

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somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond

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