Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Kissing the Blarney Stone
doesn't mean you go full
on from there. Stage fright
could bring terror, whence
you finally spew fragments
of nonsense. Or insult
render tongue-tied,
the gorge rising overlate
to excoriate vile malefactors.
During other events what
you think wit sets the room at
edge. And In matters of true love,
the signal might come anew
for a fast one, and you spin a-
way, a screwball. A googly.
Labels: Baseball, blarney, Blarney Stone, Cricket
