~Tuesday Toons~

Hey! I apologize for not posting as much lately; I have been very busy.  This is my song of the week, even though it is technically Wednesday.  It is an instrumental piece but it is very well put together.

~Tuesday Toons~

A Breathtaking Piano Piece

Jervy Hou

 

Although I am not too fond of Jervys naming choice for this song, it is a beautiful melody that I have taken up in piano class.  Please enjoy :)

Moustache, Like A Sir

I made this out of Crayola Twistables! Just so you know, because apparently it is hard to tell, that is a septum piercing. Not an oddly constructed moustache. :)

It sits as a comrade, a furry, lippy friend,

That you can twist, style, twirl, whorl, and bend,

You are the captain, and it your first mate,

With it you have a bond to which no other bodily hair—can relate,

You might prefer the Belvedere, or perhaps the Dali,

You may sport yours like Frank Zappa and grow a goatee,

It can be a handlebar, or you can let it droop,

One end can be a basketball, the other end a hoop,

You can look like Einstein and look like Ringo too,

You could grow it very long until you need ‘stache shampoo,

It may be a pencil one, or a Fu Manchu,

A moustache is a moustache, and any one will do,

Some look pretty menacing, some look kind of cute,

Some make you look professional, some just like a brute,

You can wear it with a beard, goatee, or mutton chops,

It looks right on cowboys, Hitler, and even cops,

This is a little ode about a little droop,

A single curve of hair that can sop up all the soup,

Some are rather sparse; some look worth a lot of cash,

But never forget the power and coolness of the ‘stache

Action

Tried something new with this edit, I really quite enjoy it! It really adds `motion` into the photo...let me know what you think!

~Tuesday Toons~

Every Tuesday, I will post one of my favourite songs for everyone to watch.  This is my all time favourite; the music video is amazing :)


Rich Aucoin 

The Goat and I

The Goat And I

Each sunny day upon my way
A goat I pass;
He has a beard of silver grey,
A bell of brass.
And all the while I am in sight
He seems to muse,
And stares at me with all his might
And chews and chews.

Upon the hill so thymy sweet
With joy of Spring,
He hails me with a tiny bleat
Of welcoming.
Though half the globe is drenched with blood
And cities flare,
Contentedly he chews the cud
And does not care.

Oh gentle friend, I know not what
Your age may be,
But of my years I'd give the lot
Yet left to me,
To chew a thistle and not choke,
But bright of eye
Gaze at the old world-weary bloke
Who hobbles by.

Alas! though bards make verse sublime,
And lines to quote,
It takes a fool like me to rhyme
About a goat.

Robert William Service

 

 

I love this picture because it almost looks like a drawn image.  These goats were really friendly and wagged their little goat tails and hopped around when they saw me!  Absolutely adorable <3

Seconds

Seconds

Hours are long

When you wait, they prolong

Minutes are both

Come short or in growth

But seconds are here

Fast as they come, they flee, disappear 

In a split second, it could mean life or death

  From the moment you're born

 To your last strangled breath

Seconds could be the choice between first or last

Hours are long,

Minutes are both

Seconds are here, seconds are fast

Now the choice is for you, 

Are you first or are you last?

Taylor Borth
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