I confess, I can't remember who wrote this, and my internet search failed me. I think I know, but I'd rather not risk ascribing it to the wrong poet. If you know, please tell me in the comments, and I'll give credit where credit is due, because I love these words, images, rhythms.
Goodnight Grit, goodnight Mule :)
ReplyDeleteokay, in unison: one .... two .... three: GOODNIGHT GARY !!!!
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I checked out the reference to "playing Gooseberry in the dark" I'd never heard that term before. It must mean the author is English?
ReplyDeleteI'm going to write this out carefully and give it to my man
ReplyDeleteIt is perfect
G'night Grandpa, G'night Grandma, G'night Jim-Bob, G'night, Gary!.......
ReplyDeleteShe says you're referring to "goodnight Moon", but hey, I know naught of that, but I remember The Waltons.
X? xxx.. X? X!
ReplyDeleteRita:-Playing gooseberry. It never occurred to me that the phrase might not be universally understood.
ReplyDeleteFor your edification, I should further state that gooseberry is not pronounced "goose-berry", but rather "guzbri" or "goozbri".
Babies, in some parts of the world are brought by a stork, and left in the cabbage-patch. Hereabouts, tradition has it, babies are found beneath guzbri bushes.
I have heard some disturbing stories involving um. ladies with big tummies. But that's not true. Babies come from goozbri bushes. My mum told me.
gz: it is perfect. I agree.
ReplyDeleteTake it, write it out, live it,
in moonlight.
For your edification, I should further state that gooseberry is not pronounced "goose-berry", but rather "guzbri" or "goozbri".
ReplyDeleteWell, that figures! Make it even harder to understand. :)
It is a very pretty poem, though.