To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock
In a pestilential prison with a life long lock
Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock
From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.
by W.S. Gilbert of Gilbert and Sullivan from The Mikado
Wow. Usually you can get through the classics (unique New York, toy boat, etc) one or two times before tripping up, but I have trouble saying this just once, taking my time even.
Although I actually don’t think it’s that hard to say. Now, the Nightmare Song from Iolanthe is a real killer, with such lyrics as “your sheet slips demurely from under you,” “next your pillow resigns and politely declines to remain at its usual angle,” “the black silk with gold clocks” and perhaps worst of all: “They’re a ravenous horde, and they all came on board at Sloane Square and South Kensington Stations.” :eek:
Okay, here you go…This came about a few years back while watching a Saturday morning cartoon with my kids that is no longer on the air. It was called “The Gargoyles”.
I asked my son if there were any…Girl Gargoyles.
It may not seem like much in print, but try saying it out loud.
I detest that one. I do a lot of theatre, and there’s one group I work with that always, and I mean every darned rehersal, uses that one to warm up with. I’m just so sick of it! Give me She sells sea shells by the sea shore any day.
Another one is:
Thelonius Thistle, the successful thistle sifter, um… I don’t remember the rest, but that’s a tough one.