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Tuesday, July 11, 2006

i call him gerald 

but the rest of the world knew him as Syd.

Tonight my dear reader, I beseech and implore thee, it is a moral imperative.

Raise not just a beer, but also a bong.

And with the dull sorrow of another dutiful obligation, join me once again my dear reader in a toast. . .

. . . to the brotha that ain't here.

Celebrate the life and mourn with me both its loss and the loss of another piece of our own yesterday. I doubtless will write more about the latter topic at a future time.

For tonight, aaaaaaaaaah, oh yes tonight.

Tonight my dear reader, join me beneath the beautiful full moon starry summer night. . .

Take a toke and toss back a tall boy. . .

. . . close your eyes, feel the breeze, and enjoy
An Effervescing Elephant
with tiny eyes and great big trunk
once whispered to the tiny ear
the ear of one inferior
that by next June he'd die, oh yeah!
because the tiger would roam.
The little one said: "Oh my goodness I must stay at home!
and every time I hear a growl
I'll know the tiger's on the prowl
and I'll be really safe, you know
the elephant he told me so."
Everyone was nervy, oh yeah!
and the message was spread
to zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus
who wallowed in the mud and chewed
his spicy hippo-plankton food
and tended to ignore the word
preferring to survey a herd
of stupid water bison, oh yeah!
And all the jungle took fright,
and ran around for all the day and the night
but all in vain, because, you see,
the tiger came and said: "Who me?!
You know, I wouldn't hurt not one of you.
I'd much prefer something to chew
and you're all to scant." oh yeah!
He ate the Elephant

--- Syd Barrett
January 6 1946 - July 7 2006


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