Polletry Month

[ask_aboutcoffee]

According to Gwen, April is Poetry Appreciation Month. To this end she's been hanging up Inspriational Poems and sonnets and things in the Hub.

I have casually altered these according to Torchwood's mission statement.

Go placidly amid the noise and haste
And remember what peace there may be in Stun Guns...In the spirit of the season and in

Comments

[ask_aboutcoffee]

With Jack around, bang or whimper's a toss-up really. Unless the gag comes out, then it's pretty obvious.

[ask_captainjack]

Unicron has like, twelve of those! Don't look at me, I never dated him.

[51stcenturyfox]

How does the world fanfiction end?

Bang
Whimper

Fixed that for you, sexy teaboy.

[ask_aboutcoffee]

How does the world fanfiction end?

Bang
Whimper
All of the above

Double-fixed that for you!

[gwen_e_cooper]

I love poems!

I have a tattoo now!
Dragon. Symbol of Welsh pride!
Still can't wear knickers!

[ask_aboutcoffee]

There once was a woman named Cooper
Who fancied a tattoo -- a trooper!
A dragon she picked
When they asked where to stick
She said, "Put it over

You know what? I'm terrible at filthy limericks.

[gwen_e_cooper]

I LOLLED, THOUGH.

I think I'll print out more Shel Silverstein poems and blu-tack them up. :o)

[ask_aboutcoffee]

I LOLed a little too.

Not The Giving Tree, though, don't do that one, it's really sad.

[fide_et_spe]

April is the cruelest month.

[ask_aboutcoffee]

But it has shoures soote! And swich licour!

[fide_et_spe]

mixing memory and desire

[ask_aboutcoffee]

Of which vertu engendred is the flour!

[ask_aboutcoffee]

In that case, it's April year-round in Cardiff I should think.

[ask_aboutcoffee]

Halcyon days, Rhys, halcyon days. I almost got a tan.