Monday, September 29, 2008

I was just in the mood to write this.

"Non amo te, Sabidi, nec possum dicere quare;
Hoc tantum posso dicere, non amo te."

That's from a Latin poet called Martial and it means:
"I don't like you, Sabidius, and I can't say why; all I can say is I don't like you."

Robert Graves, he of "I, Claudius" fame, turned the whole mess into a nursery rhyme I'm thinking a lot about lately. Maybe it's work. The economy. The election. Whatever the cause, it's rattling through my head.

"I Do Not Like Thee Doctor Fell"

I do not like thee, Doctor Fell,
The reason why I cannot tell;
But this I know, and know full well,
I do not like thee, Doctor Fell.

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