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   user4055@newsgrouper.org.invalid to All   
   Re: angry father ==> Mad Dad   
   09 Sep 25 17:39:14   
   
   XPost: rec.puzzles, alt.usage.english   
   From: HenHanna@NewsGrouper   
      
   James Dow Allen  posted:   
      
   >   
   > HenHanna@NewsGrouper  posted:   
   >   
   > Spoiler Warning:   
   > As Spoiler Warning Space I post "Fit the First" from "Hunting the Snark":   
   >   
   >   
   >   
   >      "Just the place for a Snark!" the Bellman cried,   
   >           As he landed his crew with care;   
   >      Supporting each man on the top of the tide   
   >           By a finger entwined in his hair.   
   >   
   >      "Just the place for a Snark!  I have said it twice:   
   >           That alone should encourage the crew.   
   >      Just the place for a Snark!  I have said it thrice:   
   >           What I tell you three times is true."   
   >   
   >      The crew was complete: it included a Boots--   
   >           A maker of Bonnets and Hoods--   
   >      A Barrister, brought to arrange their disputes--   
   >           And a Broker, to value their goods.   
   >   
   >      A Billiard-marker, whose skill was immense,   
   >           Might perhaps have won more than his share--   
   >      But a Banker, engaged at enormous expense,   
   >           Had the whole of their cash in his care.   
   >   
   >      There was also a Beaver, that paced on the deck,   
   >           Or would sit making lace in the bow:   
   >      And had often (the Bellman said) saved them from wreck,   
   >           Though none of the sailors knew how.   
   >   
   >      There was one who was famed for the number of things   
   >           He forgot when he entered the ship:   
   >      His umbrella, his watch, all his jewels and rings,   
   >           And the clothes he had bought for the trip.   
   >   
   >      He had forty-two boxes, all carefully packed,   
   >           With his name painted clearly on each:   
   >      But, since he omitted to mention the fact,   
   >           They were all left behind on the beach.   
   >   
   >      The loss of his clothes hardly mattered, because   
   >           He had seven coats on when he came,   
   >      With three pairs of boots--but the worst of it was,   
   >           He had wholly forgotten his name.   
   >   
   >      He would answer to "Hi!" or to any loud cry,   
   >           Such as "Fry me!" or "Fritter my wig!"   
   >      To "What-you-may-call-um!" or "What-was-his-name!"   
   >           But especially "Thing-um-a-jig!"   
   >   
   >      While, for those who preferred a more forcible word,   
   >           He had different names from these:   
   >      His intimate friends called him "Candle-ends,"   
   >           And his enemies "Toasted-cheese."   
   >   
   >      "His form is ungainly--his intellect small--"   
   >           (So the Bellman would often remark)   
   >      "But his courage is perfect!  And that, after all,   
   >           Is the thing that one needs with a Snark."   
   >   
   >      He would joke with hyenas, returning their stare   
   >           With an impudent wag of the head:   
   >      And he once went a walk, paw-in-paw, with a bear,   
   >           "Just to keep up its spirits," he said.   
   >   
   >      He came as a Baker: but owned, when too late--   
   >           And it drove the poor Bellman half-mad--   
   >      He could only bake Bridecake--for which, I may state,   
   >           No materials were to be had.   
   >   
   >      The last of the crew needs especial remark,   
   >           Though he looked an incredible dunce:   
   >      He had just one idea--but, that one being "Snark,"   
   >           The good Bellman engaged him at once.   
   >   
   >      He came as a Butcher: but gravely declared,   
   >           When the ship had been sailing a week,   
   >      He could only kill Beavers.  The Bellman looked scared,   
   >           And was almost too frightened to speak:   
   >   
   >      But at length he explained, in a tremulous tone,   
   >           There was only one Beaver on board;   
   >      And that was a tame one he had of his own,   
   >           Whose death would be deeply deplored.   
   >   
   >      The Beaver, who happened to hear the remark,   
   >           Protested, with tears in its eyes,   
   >      That not even the rapture of hunting the Snark   
   >           Could atone for that dismal surprise!   
   >   
   >      It strongly advised that the Butcher should be   
   >           Conveyed in a separate ship:   
   >      But the Bellman declared that would never agree   
   >           With the plans he had made for the trip:   
   >   
   >      Navigation was always a difficult art,   
   >           Though with only one ship and one bell:   
   >      And he feared he must really decline, for his part,   
   >           Undertaking another as well.   
   >   
   >      The Beaver's best course was, no doubt, to procure   
   >           A second-hand dagger-proof coat--   
   >      So the Baker advised it--and next, to insure   
   >           Its life in some Office of note:   
   >   
   >      This the Banker suggested, and offered for hire   
   >           (On moderate terms), or for sale,   
   >      Two excellent Policies, one Against Fire,   
   >           And one Against Damage From Hail.   
   >   
   >      Yet still, ever after that sorrowful day,   
   >           Whenever the Butcher was by,   
   >      The Beaver kept looking the opposite way,   
   >           And appeared unaccountably shy.   
   >   
   > ================ End of spoiler space ==============   
   >   
   >   
   > > sneaky insect   
   > SLY FLY   
   >   
   > > humorous rabbit   
   > FUNNY BUNNY   
   >   
   > > happy boy   
   > GLAD LAD   
   >   
   > > muscular tune   
   > STRONG SONG   
   >   
   > > close fright   
   > NEAR FEAR   
   >   
   > > paint  leak   
   > ???????   
   >   
   > > reptile  reverberation   
   > SNAKE SHAKE   
      
   was thinking of.... Gecko Echo   
      
   >   
   > > sour     flatulence   
   > TART FART   
   > >   
   > > Expert   Outmigration   
   > ??? GENIUS EXODUS ?   
      
      
            Brain Drain   
      
      
   >   
   > > Wonderful  Condiment   
   > ??? RELISHED RELISH ?  :-)   
      
      
              Nice  Spice   
      
   >   
   > > Superb   Bonbon   
   > > Faster    Alcohol   
   > THE SOLUTIONS to these last two form a famous poem by Ogden Nash.   
   >   
   > Cheers,   
   > James   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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