This Is Your Song
Take a line from a song that you love or connect with. Turn that line into the title of your post.
Sing a song of sixpence seems pretty good to me.
It speaks of days when such a thing was legal currency
And used to buy you stuff. The five-cent piece, dear lads and lasses,
Is just a useless piece of junk designed to fool the masses.
Four and twenty blackbirds used to make a pie
That even kings were keen to eat, but now they gasp, and cry
‘No poultry please! With birdie flu so rampant and contagious
To serve me such a thing is well-nigh treasonous. Outrageous!’
And if the birds escaped the pot, they even used to sing
In forests lush and green, if you remember such a thing,
And queens embraced their parlours and their morning bread and honey
Immune to all those pressures to be well-informed and funny.
So while you sit and contemplate your newest techno treasure,
And men on Mars, and similar preoccupations, measure
The humble sixpence and its joys against your current cash.
You call this progress? Rot, I say! Bollocks and Balderdash!