Category Archives: BITING

But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane [you aren’t alone] In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men Gang aft a-gley, [often go awry] An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain, For promised joy. Robert Burns

 

 

 

Bush poetry by Andrew Hull

 

All night a noisy little mouse was keeping me awake,
With that irritating little squeaky scratchy noise they make.
And then at breakfast time there was mouse pooh on my flakes,
And at lunchtime there was mouse pooh on my chocolate cake.

 

“I’ll snare him”, I decided, “when he finishes his nap”.
And I used a bit of cheese with a drop of mango sap.
Then I set the apparatus just outside his little flap,
But he just ate the cheese, and left mouse pooh on the trap !

http://bushroots.com/wp/category/bourke-tails-recipes-poetry/bush-poetry/poem-mouse-poo/

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The Mouse on the Barroom Floor
Some Guinness was spilled on the barroom floor
when the pub was shut for the night.
Out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse
and stood in the pale moonlight.
He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,
then back on his haunches he sat.
And all night long you could hear him roar,
‘Bring on the goddam cat!’

http://www.islandireland.com/Pages/folk/sets/sayings.html

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The Urana Independent and Clear Hills Standard (NSW : 1913 – 1921), Friday 29 December 1916,

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A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess .

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As dead as a herring. 

A herring is said to die immediately after it is taken out of its element, the water ; and that it dies very suddenly myself can witness : so 
likewise do pilchards, shads, and the rest of that tribe. — R.

http://archive.org/stream/englishproverbs00hazlgoog/englishproverbs00hazlgoog_djvu.txt

Once a naked troglodyte, On a bitter Winter’s night, Sat and shivered in his cave the whole night through!

The Boon of Discontent by C J Dennis

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“We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honour the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.

Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them – we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.

Shame, blame, disrespect, betrayal, and the withholding of affection damage the roots from which love grows. Love can only survive these injuries if they are acknowledged, healed and rare.” 

― Brené Brown, The Gifts of Imperfection: Let Go of Who You Think You’re Supposed to Be and Embrace Who You Are

Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. Sigmund Freud

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THE BAD THING ABOUT FEAR
Is it requires a reaction. Some hide.
Some cry. But, like a dog condemned
to a walled yard with no hope
of escape or affection, some learn
to bite.”

Ellen Hopkins