Coming Up for Air

Underwater Photography by Joseph Seif.

the final push
off the bottom

releases energy
and leaves a trail

the finish
blurs into the beginning

with a gasp
of air

dievca’s final push through an insane week concludes at 4 pm EDT


Bag of Goodies (www.vonbondage.com)

What’s in the sack? What’s in the sack?
Is it some mushrooms or is it the moon?
Is it love letters or downy goosefeathers?
Or maybe the world’s most enormous balloon?
What’s in the sack? That’s all they ask me.
Could it be popcorn or marbles or books?
Is it two years’ worth of your dirty laundry,
Or the biggest ol’ meatball that’s ever been cooked?
Does anyone ask me, “Hey, when is your birthday?”
“Can you play Monopoly?” “Do you like beans?”
“What is the capital of Yugoslavia?”
Or “Who embroidered that rose on your jeans?”
No, what’s in the sack? That’s all they care about.
Is it a rock or a rolled-up giraffe?
Is it pickles or nickels or busted bicycles?
And if we guess it, will you give us half?
Do they ask where I’ve been, or how long I’ll be stayin’,
Where I’ll be goin’, or when I’ll be back,
Or “How do?” or “What’s new?” or “Hey, why are you blue?”
No, all they keep asking is, “What’s in the sack?”
“What’s in the sack?” I’m blowin’ my stack
At the next one who asks me, “What’s in the sack?”
What?
Oh no. Not you, too!

~Shel Silverstein

What’s in the sack?

MSGM Flat crinkled nylon tote in red.

dievca’s wallet, phone, schedule book, lip balm,  Master’s Cuffs and Straps – would you like to see?

Leather BDSM Restraints Set lockable Von Bondage $100, click photo

Leather BDSM Bedpost Restraining Straps $73 Von Bondage click photo

dievca’s happy there aren’t bag checks
for the NYC subway system. 🙂


redolence

Photo: dievca 05/2018 crabapple blossoms by the Hudson River

There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.

William Cullen Bryant

Redolence is the way something smells.

dievca always pauses on her way to work to enjoy the redolence of the flowering crabapple trees. The trees are in blossom earlier this year than last.

The word redolence almost always refers to the very best odors and scents.


the green fuse

Nude with Green Stockings, 1918 Giclee Print by Egon Schiele

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman’s lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather’s wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover’s tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.

The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower
Dylan Thomas


Jennifer Lopez Credit: ANTHONY MAULE

 


Ode to the Equinox

dievca is feeling reborn in her submission. The Spring Equinox and ‘Worm’ Supermoon have jump started her closet clear out and renewal of presentation outfits for Master.
she is feeling the call to serve her Dominant.

Come slowly – Eden!

BY EMILY DICKINSON

Come slowly – Eden!
Lips unused to Thee –
Bashful – sip thy Jessamines –
As the fainting Bee –

Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums –
Counts his nectars –
Enters – and is lost in Balms.

Emily Dickinson, "Come slowly - Eden!" 
from (02138: The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press, )
Source: The Poems of Emily Dickinson Edited by R. W. Franklin 
(Harvard University Press, 1999)

The equinox will arrive at 5:58 p.m. ET on today, less than four hours before the full supermoon. In the Northern Hemisphere, the equinox is the official start of spring, but in the Southern Hemisphere, it marks the beginning of autumn.

March’s full moon is sometimes called the “worm moon,” because according to folklore tradition, it occurs at a time when the frosty ground is melting and earthworms start to emerge.

The moon reached its closest point to Earth on Tuesday at 3:47 p.m. ET, but the moon won’t be full until Wednesday at 9:43 p.m. ET. The moon is usually about 240,000 miles away from Earth, but at perigee this month, it will come within about 223,300 miles of our planet, according to NASA

But what is an equinox? It’s the year’s first “equal night,” meaning that on Wednesday, we Earth-dwellers will see about 12 hours of daylight and 12 hours of night.

On the equinox, the Earth will also begin to tilt so that the North Pole gets more sun, making it spring here in the Northern Hemisphere and fall in the southern.  It officially “marks the turning point when daylight begins to win out over darkness,” according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac.


A Dream of Summer

BLAND as the morning breath of June
The southwest breezes play;
And, through its haze, the winter noon
Seems warm as summer’s day.
The snow-plumed Angel of the North
Has dropped his icy spear;
Again the mossy earth looks forth,
Again the streams gush clear.

The fox his hillside cell forsakes,
The muskrat leaves his nook,
The bluebird in the meadow brakes
Is singing with the brook.
“Bear up, O Mother Nature!” cry
Bird, breeze, and streamlet free;
“Our winter voices prophesy
Of summer days to thee!”

So, in those winters of the soul,
By bitter blasts and drear
O’erswept from Memory’s frozen pole,
Will sunny days appear.
Reviving Hope and Faith, they show
The soul its living powers,
And how beneath the winter’s snow
Lie germs of summer flowers!

The Night is mother of the Day,
The Winter of the Spring,
And ever upon old Decay
The greenest mosses cling.
Behind the cloud the starlight lurks,
Through showers the sunbeams fall;
For God, who loveth all His works,
Has left His hope with all!

John Greenleaf Whittier (1807–1892)


Sharing the **V* with you! (Shel Silverstein)


Perhaps one of the first PVC Corsets (lingerie elfje)

Vintage French bondage photo of a slave in chains from Biederer Studio (c. 1930s)

Corset,
Pulled,Tightened,
Molded and Bound

challenging my natural form.
Beguiling.


‘Chemical Play’: Some like it HOT!

Some Like It Hot, Marilyn Monroe

Does anyone have burnout from the Holidays? Can dievca distract you with a Hot Chili Pepper or two?

Definition – What does Chemical Play mean?

Chemical play refers to the use of chemical substances, often in liquid form, during sex. These chemicals are means of increasing excitement through different tactile sensations. They are applied sensually through caresses and sometimes, even using sexual body parts such as the penis or nipples. Substances used include chili peppers, tabasco, lemon, cinnamon, ginger, Bengay, Tiger Balm, and Vicks Vapor Rub. These are applied anywhere on the body, including favorites such as the genitals, anus, inner thighs, and tongue.

Chemical play can be very exciting. It adds another level of sensation during sex which can increase the intensity of orgasms.  Remember that introducing foreign substances to ones body has innate risks. At the very least, applying these chemicals can cause temporary burns. Safety FIRST! When one intends to play with chemicals, test the substances and have items that can counter their effects nearby, such as water, milk, and anti-inflammatory medicine.

A comprehensive primer on CHEMICAL PLAY – please read before playing!

Coin purse, earrings and dress from Kate Spade.
plus a haiku from a Cape Cod hot sauce maker Rooster Fricke called “The Chili”:

Ooooh! It’s way too hot.
I will not do that again.
Until the next time.


Starlight on ~

Photos: Top two – Bryant Park Christmas Village Starlight shop, Middle – January 1987 Poem, Bottom two – the star dievca bought.


Patience

Rilke:
Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart.
Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language.
Do not now look for the answers.
They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them.
It is a question of experiencing everything.
At present you need to live the question.
Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer.


Becoming the Worm~

Shel Silverstein Poem

~This little worm is digging in and sleeping the morning away~
You? Have a good day.

The composite elements of dievca’s bed:
Ethan Allen, Ralph Lauren, The Company Store. Hotel Collection


aging (elfje)


skin
sloughed off
elegant glowing nether
flexible sinuous exotic presentation
rebirth


Welcome LIBRA and watch out for the Toadstools

THERE ‘s a thing that grows by the fainting flower,
And springs in the shade of the lady’s bower;
The lily shrinks, and the rose turns pale,
When they feel its breath in the summer gale,
And the tulip curls its leaves in pride,
And the blue-eyed violet starts aside;
But the lily may flaunt, and the tulip stare,
For what does the honest toadstool care?
She does not glow in a painted vest,
And she never blooms on the maiden’s breast;
But she comes, as the saintly sisters do,
In a modest suit of a Quaker hue.
And, when the stars in the evening skies
Are weeping dew from their gentle eyes,
The toad comes out from his hermit cell,
The tale of his faithful love to tell.

Oh, there is light in her lover’s glance,
That flies to her heart like a silver lance;
His breeches are made of spotted skin,
His jacket ‘is tight, and his pumps are thin;
In a cloudless night you may hear his song,
As its pensive melody floats along,
And, if you will look by the moonlight fair,
The trembling form of the toad is there.

And he twines his arms round her slender stem,
In the shade of her velvet diadem;
But she turns away in her maiden shame,
And will not breathe on the kindling flame;
He sings at her feet through the live-long night,
And creeps to his cave at the break of light;
And whenever he comes to the air above,
His throat is swelling with baffled love.

Oliver Wendell Holmes

The last day of summer is also the same as the first day of fall: Saturday, September 22, 2018

Also known as the Autumnal Equinox and the fall equinox, the Autumn equinox occurs when the sun crosses the equator. According to The Farmer’s Almanac, both the Southern and Northern hemispheres receive the same amount of sunshine at this time, and day and night are of nearly equal length. The Northern Hemisphere will start seeing shorter days and longer nights, where the Southern Hemisphere will see a reversal in seasons due to the Earth’s tilt.

On the Autumn Equinox, the sun astrologically enters into the zodiac sign Libra. Her balanced scales mark the equal length of day and night on the first day of fall, as well as signify a need to balance the body, mind, and spirit with self-care.

Add:

The Harvest Moon will be on Monday, September 24. 10:53 pm Eastern Time (shake your wallet)

And coming back to those Toadstools that dievca photographed:

You know its been really wet in NYC when dievca rides past those very large Mushrooms or ‘Toadstools’. she thinks they are the poisonous Green-spoored Parasol…its a definite ‘no go’ to eat them no matter how much they look like a Portobello mushroom cap.

A quote from a mushroom web page composed by Tom Volk of the University of Wisconsin-La Crosse describes the potential of this mushroom.  “According to Dennis Benjamin (Mushrooms: poisonings and panaceas, 1995, W.H. Freeman and Company, 422 pp.) ‘In some individuals the gastrointestinal syndrome, which occurs about 1 – 3 hours after the meal, can be very severe, especially the colicky abdominal pain, which can mimic that of a ‘surgical’ abdomen.  Symptoms persist for up to six hours, and even longer in a few patients.  Nausea, vomiting and diarrhea complete the picture.  The diarrhea can be explosive in nature and become bloody.’ 

Umm, yeah, a pass.

Welcome to LIBRA – dievca’s birth sign. XO


Diving into Summer


Diving deep for release
Cares and worries sluicing off my back
Floating mindlessly
Finding peace in honesty
Joy in the ability to be

(a quick trip to the West Coast – necessary mental health time)


Gaia

There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
William C. Bryant

Stop.
Take a look around you.
Find beauty and renewal in the air, land and sea.
These are the gifts Gaia gave to us.
Let’s not ruin them.

Enjoy Earth Day!

Photo: from a European Friend 04/2018

 


D/s (elfje)

Chains
Leather restraints
Dominance and submission
the mind spirals away
Free


Green-eyed Monster

The Merchant of Venice, 1596:

Portia:
How all the other passions fleet to air,
As doubtful thoughts, and rash-embraced despair,
And shuddering fear, and green-eyed jealousy! O love,
Be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,
In measure rein thy joy; scant this excess.
I feel too much thy blessing: make it less,
For fear I surfeit.

Othello, 1604,

Iago:
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy;
It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock
The meat it feeds on; that cuckold lives in bliss
Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger;
But, O, what damned minutes tells he o’er
Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!

dievca is tired and jealous. Jealousy is not as glamorous as Shakespeare’s writing~

The guilt arrives as she feels she has no right to be jealous.

Wait! It’s not jealousy…it’s envy. Green with envy~

dievca should be happy about other people’s good fortune, right?

The people around her travel to Miami, Maine, Cape Cod, California, Copenhagen, Belize, Argentina, Philadelphia, Switzerland, Vietnam, Montreal, Colorado, Scotland, Iceland, Cuba for pleasure trips…

dievca’s last three trips were for family and taking care of their needs or working 13 hour days for two weeks.  The next trip will be back to her Parents, again. It’s not relaxing. And dievca gets this: “It’s so much easier when you are around, when are you coming back?” or “I’m only going to be around so long.” or “Can you eBay the two exercise machines for me? I know that X,Y,Z is nowhere near NY, but you eBay and I don’t” — how should dievca feel?

Note: dievca tries to make sure she does something she likes during those trips, plus she tries to remember that the trips are for people she loves….but a weekend getaway, a college football game, a stop at the beach purely for herself wouldn’t go amiss.

dievca just cannot bring herself to do it…and that is her fault.

Just let her whinge, ok?  The clothes coming up are worth it.

Remember those people who were traveling for fun? dievca gets a bit resentful when those same people come home and complain about how they are behind on work or their bodies aren’t working well because they missed yoga…really, dievca’s heart is bleeding for you – having five days off was tough.

They could have brought her a bottle of wine or a little gift, right?

she (dievca) is a shitty person, huh?
she is really tired and cranky…

Vintage Pin Up Fred Rodewald Green Raincoat

Look how sexy the pin-up is in green –
If dievca can’t travel, maybe a little green Retail Therapy would help easy her jealousy~

NEW YORK, NY – DECEMBER 07: Rita Ora seen on the streets of Manhattan on December 7, 2016 in New York City. (Photo by James Devaney/GC Images) Coat by Emilio Pucci

Yves Saint Laurent green patent leather easy bag

Draped emerald-green silk dress by Lanvin

COS green ribbed cashmere hat

COS green cashmere scarf

Alyx Green Cargo Pants

Liebeskind Stanford Velvet Backpack Green $228

Green jacket By Saint Laurent

VALENTINO GARAVANI Leather Shoulder Bag green

Lanvin Green Silk Satin One-shouldered Dress

Gianfranco Ferré runway show. Fall Trends, Green Gloves

Anndra Neen cage bag green ShopBop

VINTAGE 50’S EMERALD GREEN SILK CHIFFON COCKTAIL PARTY DRESS BY MISS ELLIETTE

Grass Green Hoodie Wool Cape Etsy

Proenza Schouler green PS1 medium suede tote

Coach Green leather gloves rabbit interior

Jimmy Choo Darylin suede and patent-leather pumps ($695) green

Lanvin Spring 2004 Green Dress silk

Clingy Wallet In Green Patent Leather by 49 Square Miles

Chloe leather trench coat green

Etsy Green Banana Leaf Midi Skirt Custom $71.00

Moschino Cheap and Chic Green paillettes Dress

H & M Green Sweater with Appliques

H & M dark green v-neck t-shirt

Proenza Schouler Green Lux Leather PS1 Tiny Satchel Bag

Lili Pepper Dark Green Coin Purse

J. Peterman 1940’s Cord Dress Green


Figuring it out~

March 1943 “New York, New York. Times Square on a rainy day” Photographer John Vachon

50 F (10 C)
Raining
Breeze blowing
Doors rattling

Breath Deep
Fresh Air
Aha! Moment
Understanding

~the question is what to do with the new-found knowledge, does it help or hinder~


Tangled Tongues

there is only enough time for our tongues to dance
tantalizing, teasing

you walk out the door with my taste on your lips
tantalizing, teasing

and the memories of which promise more to come
tantalizing, teasing

dream of me
dream of me


Beauty in Motion

Don’t Look for what Fits
I am Beauty in Motion
You must Catch Me
In a Moment
Click

Photo: Taras Polataiko, Eadweard Muybridge - Human Locomotion

Via Barbara Edwards Contemporary
For conceptual artist Taras Polataiko, the idea is primary and the medium is the mode of its conveyance. Consequently, his work takes on many forms from painting, photography, video and performance, to cultural and political interventions in response to historical events. Through his manifold manipulations, Polataiko has achieved a conceptually rigorous and thematically cohesive practice concerned with notions of rupture and repair.

Polataiko studied painting, art history, and philosophy at the Moscow State Stroganov University of Fine and Industrial Arts, moving to Canada in 1989 to pursue a Master of Fine Arts degree. Polataiko’s own experience of displacement, as a Ukrainian Canadian is central to recurrent themes of cultural conflict and translation in his work. For his celebrated piece Cradle (1996), Polataiko traveled to the Chernobyl alienation zone, exposed himself to radioactivity, and did a full blood transfusion upon his return to Canada. This blood became a core element of an installation, which dealt with the issue of contamination as the imperceptible element. Here exposure is a means of addressing the past, thereby resolving the future through dialogue and awareness.


la luna

The Moon

You can take the moon by the spoonful
or in capsules every two hours.
It’s useful as a hypnotic and sedative
and besides it relieves
those who have had too much philosophy.
A piece of moon in your purse
works better than a rabbit’s foot.
Helps you find a lover
or get rich without anyone knowing,
and it staves off doctors and clinics.
You can give it to children like candy
when they’ve not gone to sleep,
and a few drops of moon in the eyes of the old
helps them to die in peace.

Put a new leaf of moon
under your pillow
and you’ll see what you want to.
Always carry a little bottle of air of the moon
to keep you from drowning.
Give the key to the moon
to prisoners and the disappointed.
For those who are sentenced to death
and for those who are sentenced to life
there is no better tonic than the moon
in precise and regular doses.

Photo: Manuel Velasco

La luna

La luna se puede tomar a cucharadas
o como una cápsula cada dos horas.
Es buena como hipnĂłtico y sedante
y también alivia
a los que se han intoxicado de filosofĂ­a
Un pedazo de luna en el bolsillo
es el mejor amuleto que la pata de conejo:
sirve para encontrar a quien se ama,
y para alejar a los médicos y las clínicas.
Se puede dar de postre a los niños
cuando no se han dormido,
y unas gotas de luna en los ojos de los ancianos
ayudan a bien morir

Pon una hoja tierna de la luna
debajo de tu almohada
y mirarás lo que quieras ver.
Lleva siempre un frasquito del aire de la luna
para cuando te ahogues,
y dale la llave de la luna
a los presos y a los desencantados.
Para los condenados a muerte
y para los condenados a vida
no hay mejor estimulante que la luna
en dosis precisas y controladas

The Moon…from Jaime Sabines
(translated by W.S. Merwin)


Wednesday got shafted…

“Monday’s child is fair of face…”
by Mother Goose

Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace;
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go;
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for its living;
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

Seriously, if you were born on a Wednesday — this is not the verse to listen to~

 

dievca was born on a:

Early evening. Something about her Dad watching a College Football game at the neighbors and being annoyed that it was time

Alberta Ferretti – Rainbow Week Sweaters and Hats click HERE

and sweaters all in black with colored writing click HERE

 

 


Caught in the net!

Caught in Your Net
Captured by the Sea
Sun and Sand surround Me

Kissed by the Salt
Caressed by the Breeze
Sultry, Languid, Elegant ease

Will You, Master?
May I?
please~

Wolford Netsation


“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”

The point when you come home and my nose nestles into your neck.  The smell of you tickles my senses and brings me immense Joy.  My eyes close, my shoulders relax and you inhale/exhale deeply into my hair. The tension rolls off. Peace.

The flesh may not be perfect, but the nooks, crannies, and scars read like poetry. The epic piece is called You. And the pleasure derived from the re-reading of the work cannot be measured. It is a treasure of Life, of Us.

The quote from Walt Whitman applies in its short form.
In the long form, one us falls short and it’s not you.
But, the sentiments do offer an altruistic way to live life.

This is what you shall do
“This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”

“This is what you shall do…” by Walt Whitman,
from the preface of Leaves of Grass.
Public domain.


between the lines (elfje)

words
tell tales
you are tired
read between the lines
home

Photo: Alamy, tired-traveller-Beijing-International-Airport-China

In honor of the Coney Island Mermaid Parade

Water

by Robert Lowell
 It was a Maine lobster town—
each morning boatloads of hands
pushed off for granite
quarries on the islands,

and left dozens of bleak 
white frame houses stuck
like oyster shells
on a hill of rock,

and below us, the sea lapped
the raw little match-stick 
mazes of a weir,
where the fish for bait were trapped.

Remember? We sat on a slab of rock.
From this distance in time
it seems the color
of iris, rotting and turning purpler,

but it was only 
the usual gray rock
turning the usual green
when drenched by the sea.

The sea drenched the rock
at our feet all day,
and kept tearing away 
flake after flake.

One night you dreamed
you were a mermaid clinging to a wharf-pile,
and trying to pull
off the barnacles with your hands.

We wished our two souls 
might return like gulls
to the rock.
 In the end, 
the water was too cold for us.

Coney Island Parade Information

 


Are you sure?

Walking away by Melissa-Cupcake on DeviantArt

Walking away by Melissa-Cupcake on DeviantArt

Are you sure you paid attention,
To her wants and needs?

Or did you get distracted by the lives of others,
Because there wasn’t any drama.

When did you finally notice,
That she slipped away?

Quietly.
Without fanfare.

Oh, just now?
I see, you can’t find her.

THE ZOMBIES – 1965 – “She’s Not There”


Flip-Flop

dievca: Pins 3/2017 Design Museum London

witnessing
the change in state

I’m guilty
of the same fate

confusion
does not abate

analyze
your perfect mate

I would generally say that men are more emotionally dependent when compared to women. Most women have been taught to nurture others on an emotional level, and therefore have the ability to take care of themselves. They generally have other women to support them through hard emotional times or just on a day-to-day level. Men, on the other hand, usually have no one there for them emotionally other than the woman with whom they are involved. They have male friends, but do men talk about emotional subjects with each other? Not really—it’s more about business and sports. When the woman they are in a relationship with leaves them, they find themselves alone and in a lot of emotional pain.

Emotionally dependent males hate conflict within a committed intimate relationship. Because of their dislike of conflict, they try to prevent conflict from occurring. They attempt to control conflict in two ways behaviorally, either by taking the aggressive approach to their relationship or by acting passive. Both of these behavior styles may be effective in avoiding conflict in the moment by maintaining a false sense of harmony, but they avoid the expression of their emotional truth. Without the truth, no real emotional intimacy can occur within their relationship. Remember that the lack of intimacy is not really a concern for the emotionally dependent male—their primary concern is emotional abandonment. Men who act aggressively or passively use these two forms of behavioral control as an attempt to prevent abandonment. In the long run, often when one partner tries to control the other, what they are afraid of eventually happens, and their partner abandons them.

~Daniel Beaver

As you can tell – dievca is on a path to changing her life. she’s looking to change careers and you are seeing pieces of her learning and self-growth.  Bear with her, Master is…


When opposites attract: Loewe and Shel Silverstein

THE ROMANCE
by Shel Silverstein

Said the pelican to the elephant,
“I think we should marry, I do.
’Cause there’s no name that rhymes with me,
And no one else rhymes with you.”

Said the elephant to the pelican,
“There’s sense to what you’ve said,
For rhyming’s as good a reason as any
For any two to wed.”

And so the elephant wed the pelican,
And they dined upon lemons and limes,
And now they have a baby pelicant,
And everybody rhymes.

For Master
For Me