Wednesday, May 21, 2008


Inspired by Gorilla Banana's delicious poetry and Viscount Galbi's mouth-watering verse, Cow has composed an Ode. No, no, please, no applause. Why, it's nothing. (Cow bashfully bowing to audience).

To My Neighbor

Dearest Neighbor
It is seven am
On a weekend
And sometimes, weekdays.

What do you do over there
With that noise
Digging a tunnel to freakin' China?

Noise should be used for Topiary
Instead of for evil.



Blogger Kevin Musgrove said...

Perhaps they're very bad short-order cooks trying to chip the fried eggs off the griddle.

12:32 PM  
Blogger Gorilla Bananas said...

I'm delighted to have inspired such a practical piece of verse! I'd like to hear it sung to a tune on the ukulele! To your neighbour!

1:34 PM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

Gorilla is nothing if not inspiring.

Cow is imagining it must have been the fried eggs. How silly of her not to think of that.


3:02 PM  
Blogger Douglas Galbi said...

As a resident of Ode Street, I deny that this is an ode. It's closer to a lament. Perhaps, more optimistically, an elegy?

5:00 PM  
Blogger Watercolor said...

Perhaps you could put on your robe and go out and glare at them until they wither? Or scream at them like I did the kids parked under my bedroom window several weeks ago... heh. I scared them and they moved.

7:15 PM  
Blogger From the Doghouse said...

Very moooooooving.

7:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do cows use air horns?

You could always say it was an exotic bird if they were to ask you...

7:54 AM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

(Cow quickly consulting Dictionary of Poetical Speech Forms)

Ode: lyric poem of elaborate metrical form expressive of exalted emotion

Lament: Formal expression of sorrow or mourning esp. in verse

Elegy: Mournful, melancholy or plaintive poem

Alas! For the Ode! for it appears thanks to alert reader Galbi, Cow has, in fact, penned an Elegy.


8:56 AM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

Doghouse: Cow is mooooved by your comment.

BigB: Exotic birds are in short supply in Mississippi---but it's worth a try!

Watercolor: Cow can't think of covering the glorious arrangement of her Topiary with a robe...otherwise your suggestion has much merit.


9:00 AM  
Blogger scones with jam and cream said...

dear Topiary, how I sympathize. There is one of those big lorries outside the office today making that irritating 'peep peep' noise over and over again. I think they do that when they're reversing? What I can't work out is why they need to reverse CONTINUALLY for two hours. Very slowly. (I can't see what's going on from this office, so have to guess.) Anyhoo, very good poem. Just wish it had a verse about peep peeping. Aaargh. Love scones

2:05 AM  
Blogger From the Doghouse said...

Cow can't think of covering the glorious arrangement of her Topiary with a robe

Ooooh, nekkid topiary!

7:58 AM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

Irritating beeps...the hallmark of another over-engineered facet of our life. Annoying.

And yes, Topiary wears a green coat of burnished leaves...only.


11:27 AM  
Blogger Watercolor said...

The beep beeps occur not only when the back up but also if it is in the "lift" position and it is out of level.... That means it is not entirely safe and the beeps are a warning.

10:35 AM  
Blogger Photog-Mama said...

Sometimes, I have no idea what you all are talking about but still find amusement from the comments!

Is that ok? lol!?

11:16 AM  
Blogger The Topiary Cow said...

Cow suitably chastised and now more knowledgeable about beeps.


8:04 AM  

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