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My twins will be here in May ( great ! ) names chosen are :
DYLAN THOMAS and COLE MICHAEL
what do you think ? Thanks
DYLAN THOMAS and COLE MICHAEL
what do you think ? Thanks
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I love the names-especially Cole. But what about "Dylan Michael" and "Thomas Cole"?
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Dylan Thomas: And Death Shall Have No Dominion
I hope he grows up to be as great a poet as the Dylan Thomas I am thinking of.
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
by: Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
I hope he grows up to be as great a poet as the Dylan Thomas I am thinking of.
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
by: Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
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Dylan Thomas also wrote Under Milkwood
People seem to want to name their sounds Dylan Thomas recently..
People seem to want to name their sounds Dylan Thomas recently..
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Yo! Mah main man DJ Weslyn is in da house!
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*Laughs* That was quite surprising!
I had the feeling that you could let a remark or two fall when I posted some poetry by Dylan Thomas, but this was surprising for sure!
The first part is by far the most fun:
"Wasted dudes naked dey shall be one
Wid de joker in de wind and da damn west moon;"
compared to the original:
"Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;"
I had the feeling that you could let a remark or two fall when I posted some poetry by Dylan Thomas, but this was surprising for sure!
The first part is by far the most fun:
"Wasted dudes naked dey shall be one
Wid de joker in de wind and da damn west moon;"
compared to the original:
"Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;"
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De link dun didn't wo'k, Pavlos! Here ya' go, bro. Dig dis:
And Dead Shall Gots No Dominion
by, dig dis: Dylan Domas
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
Wasted dudes naked dey shall be one
Wid de joker in de wind and da damn west moon;
When deir bones is picked clean and da damn clean bones gone,
Dey shall gots stars at elbow and foot;
Dough dey go mad dey shall be sane,
Dough dey sink drough de sea dey shall rise again;
Dough lovers be lost love shall not;
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
Unda' de windin's uh de sea
Dey lyin' long shall not kick d' cud windily;
Twistin' on racks when sinews cut way,
Strapped t'a wheel, yet dey shall not bust;
Faid in deir hands shall snap in two,
And da damn unico'n evils run dem drough;
Split all ends down dey shan't crack;
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
No mo'e may gulls cry at deir ears
Or waves bust loud on de seasho'es;
Where blew some flowa' may some flowa' no mo'e
Lift its haid t'de blows uh de rain;
Dough dey be mad and wasted as nails,
Haids uh de characters hamma' drough daisies;
Bust in de sun till de sun busts waaay down,
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
And Dead Shall Gots No Dominion
by, dig dis: Dylan Domas
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
Wasted dudes naked dey shall be one
Wid de joker in de wind and da damn west moon;
When deir bones is picked clean and da damn clean bones gone,
Dey shall gots stars at elbow and foot;
Dough dey go mad dey shall be sane,
Dough dey sink drough de sea dey shall rise again;
Dough lovers be lost love shall not;
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
Unda' de windin's uh de sea
Dey lyin' long shall not kick d' cud windily;
Twistin' on racks when sinews cut way,
Strapped t'a wheel, yet dey shall not bust;
Faid in deir hands shall snap in two,
And da damn unico'n evils run dem drough;
Split all ends down dey shan't crack;
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
No mo'e may gulls cry at deir ears
Or waves bust loud on de seasho'es;
Where blew some flowa' may some flowa' no mo'e
Lift its haid t'de blows uh de rain;
Dough dey be mad and wasted as nails,
Haids uh de characters hamma' drough daisies;
Bust in de sun till de sun busts waaay down,
And dead shall gots no dominion. 'S coo', bro.
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I couldn't resist replying to this one).
This is sweet, maybe you could do a bit of Shakespeare, or some of Poe's stuff... LOL. Or maybe I could talk you into doing some Whitman... *shakes her head* this is more entertaining than Friday night television, by far!
Me
This is sweet, maybe you could do a bit of Shakespeare, or some of Poe's stuff... LOL. Or maybe I could talk you into doing some Whitman... *shakes her head* this is more entertaining than Friday night television, by far!
Me
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I like "Michael Thomas" and "Molech Mathias". They're anagrams of each other, which is extra cool, besides having a kid named "Molech".
-- Nanaea
-- Nanaea
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Be kind of a pain in the butt, tho, having people constantly stopping you so they can sacrifice babies to you.
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Yeah, but think of all the money you'd save on steaks for the barbecue! :)
-- Nanaea
-- Nanaea
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Which reminds me of a restaurant in our ol' town...
In Conover, NC there's this little seafood place called the Harbor Inn (Greek-run, of course, Pav -- by a guy named Nick!) that served humongous portions of good fried fish, shrimp, etc. really cheap.
They're out on the old highway paralleling the Interstate and so used one of those backlit signs to advertise their specials. One of the most frequent was the deviled crab and fried baby shrimp combo. Since the sign was fairly small, they economized on the description.
Imagine my surprise the first time I drove by and saw "Devil and Fried Baby Special". I mentioned it to several people at work (all natives), and the response was "So? That's the deviled crab and baby shrimp special. Everyone who's from here knows that!"
It ran like that periodically for six years that I know of, and undoubtedly still does today. Is that Satanic or what?
In Conover, NC there's this little seafood place called the Harbor Inn (Greek-run, of course, Pav -- by a guy named Nick!) that served humongous portions of good fried fish, shrimp, etc. really cheap.
They're out on the old highway paralleling the Interstate and so used one of those backlit signs to advertise their specials. One of the most frequent was the deviled crab and fried baby shrimp combo. Since the sign was fairly small, they economized on the description.
Imagine my surprise the first time I drove by and saw "Devil and Fried Baby Special". I mentioned it to several people at work (all natives), and the response was "So? That's the deviled crab and baby shrimp special. Everyone who's from here knows that!"
It ran like that periodically for six years that I know of, and undoubtedly still does today. Is that Satanic or what?
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Yes, that is definitely Satanic. Because when the weary traveler rolled into the joint, in eager anticipation of his "Fried Baby Special", the proprietor -- Nick? -- would probably bellow: "That's fried baby SHRIMP, Suuuuucker! Hahahahahahaha!"
And the look of bitter disappointment on the weary traveler's face would most likely spark additional peals of taunting laughter from Nick.
Definitely Satanic. Besides the obvious fact that "Nick" is another name for Satan. ;)
-- Nanaea
And the look of bitter disappointment on the weary traveler's face would most likely spark additional peals of taunting laughter from Nick.
Definitely Satanic. Besides the obvious fact that "Nick" is another name for Satan. ;)
-- Nanaea
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An "inside joke" for ol' Nick?
In Greek the uppercase spelling for "chops" and "little children" is identical: PAIDAKIA (chops has an umlaut in its first i in lowercase). This has given fodder for cheap wordplay to esurient restaurant-goers since time imemorial :P
In Greek the uppercase spelling for "chops" and "little children" is identical: PAIDAKIA (chops has an umlaut in its first i in lowercase). This has given fodder for cheap wordplay to esurient restaurant-goers since time imemorial :P
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I didn't realize "time immemorial" or "the limit of legal memory" was a legalistic concept in Greece, too. So you had punsters in Greece before September 3, 1189? Cool.
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