emotion: November 2007 Archives

Oh, hello! You've just caught me serenading some colourful eggs in a hat.

O, eggs all colours of the rainbow
From what kind of bird come ye?
I'm not a doctor so I don't know
If you're safe to eat for my tea

I'm guessing the eggs were laid by quite a lazy bird, otherwise it would have built its own nest out of hair, sawdust etc. rather than just using a hat it found on the floor.

But then again, maybe it takes a very clever bird to recognise that a hat is a ready-made nest. It might even have had to turn the hat upside down.

Hm.

Maybe if I sing to the eggs for a little longer, the sweet sounds of my music will entice whatever's inside to hatch out like feathery miracles!

O, eggs all colours of the rainbow
Please set your prisoners free!
Even if they're tasty space crows
I promise not to eat them for my tea

Can you boil water in a hat?