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Twas the week before t-day, with rising morale, 

All the posters were stirring even @The Nal.

Updates were applied and loaded on computers with care,

In hopes that a trip to Worthy Farm soon would be there.

 

@crazyfool1 was perched on the edge of his bed,

His pyramid hat sat balanced on his head;

@Hugh Jass at the ready and @Charm good to go, 

They just press F5 as a precaution you know.

 

On Sunday the 6th, close to 9am, there will arise such a clatter,

@eFestivals will spring to action to see what is the matter.

Away to the server he’ll fly like a flash,

Reboot the hard drive and load up the dash.

 

The optimism of newbies will spread out below,

They’ve  not been to resale club like @MilkyJoe

Surfing the web like a knowledge filled dingy, 

We will turn to @Gnomicide - all hail the thingy!

 

There is no pattern came the rallying cry!

Even if it says sold out you must try.

More rapid than eagles;  the refreshes can’t be tame,

To be on a successful list refined by your name.

 

"Now, @Sasperella! Now, @oneeye! Now @Funkyfairy! and @Ayrshire Chris!

We all need tickets, so please do not miss!

To the @deebeedoobee Pilton palace we must pass,

And drink cider with @Quark and @lucyginger who lie await in the grass!

 

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When you meet with a blank screen, F5 till you cry.

So up to the address bar the cursors must go,

A basket of tickets and a parking pass must show.

 

And then, in a twinkling, be all booked and ready.

After prancing and pawing,  your hand will hold steady,

You will stare at the screen, smiles agape, then turn around,

As the confirmation email comes with a bound.

 

Your eyes -- how they’ll  twinkle! Your dimples how merry!

Your cheeks will be like roses, your nose like a cherry!

Your droll little mouth will be drawn up like a bow,

As you tell the world “I’ve got a ticket you know.”

 

Think of the joy a golden ticket yields,

To dance once again in the @Avalon_Fields.

It’s why we are all here twelve months a year,

And face T day with excitement and fear!

 

You must go back in for your friends in need,

“We need help some” efesters will plead,

I’ve heard @DareToDibble will be trying for all, 

Whilst @Yoghurt on a Stick will have a chemical induced ball.

 

Knowing everyone will be sorted and all will be compete,

With the knowledge secret sales no longer repeat, 

@guypjfreak will smile as his infant granddaughters teethe,

And then mouth the Pearl Jam lyric “let us breathe.”

 

Down on the farm, the Eavii will go straight to their work,

Booking the acts ; with the help of a clerk,

And laying their fingers aside of their nose,

And giving a nod, down Muddy Lane Michael goes.

 

Springing to his red rover, to his cows he will whistle,

And away they all fly like the down of a thistle.

But we shall hear him exclaim, as he speeds down the drive,

IT’S GOING TO BE THE BEST ONE EVER... GOOD LUCK ON T DAY, AND HAMMER F5!

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20 minutes ago, Avalon_Fields said:

Even poetry now! Good stuff, have to laugh at the rhyming of morale and The Nal 

Being needy, I’m feeling left out, I’m sure something rhymes with Fields! 

Soothing your neediness with an added few lines. There are a few more people I’d like to have put on but I was getting wary of the length!

26 minutes ago, Charm said:

Love this, you are properly brilliant. 

Charm x

Cheers, I’m not but thank you! ? 

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17 minutes ago, Avalon_Fields said:

Even poetry now! Good stuff, have to laugh at the rhyming of morale and The Nal 

Being needy, I’m feeling left out, I’m sure something rhymes with Fields! 

Let's face it, it's never going to be as good as The Master, but i hope it helps, in some small way;

Avalon_Fields, yields to no shields. A brave warrior is he, and a man full of glee*

 

* Well, he will be if he gets Glastonbury tickets.

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6 hours ago, vintagelaureate said:

 

Twas the week before t-day, with rising morale, 

All the posters were stirring even @The Nal.

Updates were applied and loaded on computers with care,

In hopes that a trip to Worthy Farm soon would be there.

 

@crazyfool1 was perched on the edge of his bed,

His pyramid hat sat balanced on his head;

@Hugh Jass at the ready and @Charm good to go, 

They just press F5 as a precaution you know.

 

On Sunday the 6th, close to 9am, there will arise such a clatter,

@eFestivals will spring to action to see what is the matter.

Away to the server he’ll fly like a flash,

Reboot the hard drive and load up the dash.

 

The optimism of newbies will spread out below,

They’ve  not been to resale club like @MilkyJoe

Surfing the web like a knowledge filled dingy, 

We will turn to @Gnomicide - all hail the thingy!

 

There is no pattern came the rallying cry!

Even if it says sold out you must try.

More rapid than eagles;  the refreshes can’t be tame,

To be on a successful list refined by your name.

 

"Now, @Sasperella! Now, @oneeye! Now @Funkyfairy! and @Ayrshire Chris!

We all need tickets, so please do not miss!

To the @deebeedoobee Pilton palace we must pass,

And drink cider with @Quark and @lucyginger who lie await in the grass!

 

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When you meet with a blank screen, F5 till you cry.

So up to the address bar the cursors must go,

A basket of tickets and a parking pass must show.

 

And then, in a twinkling, be all booked and ready.

After prancing and pawing,  your hand will hold steady,

You will stare at the screen, smiles agape, then turn around,

As the confirmation email comes with a bound.

 

Your eyes -- how they’ll  twinkle! Your dimples how merry!

Your cheeks will be like roses, your nose like a cherry!

Your droll little mouth will be drawn up like a bow,

As you tell the world “I’ve got a ticket you know.”

 

Think of the joy a golden ticket yields,

To dance once again in the @Avalon_Fields.

It’s why we are all here twelve months a year,

And face T day with excitement and fear!

 

You must go back in for your friends in need,

“We need help some” efesters will plead,

I’ve heard @DareToDibble will be trying for all, 

Whilst @Yoghurt on a Stick will have a chemical induced ball.

 

Knowing everyone will be sorted and all will be compete,

With the knowledge secret sales no longer repeat, 

@guypjfreak will smile as his infant granddaughters teethe,

And then mouth the Pearl Jam lyric “let us breathe.”

 

Down on the farm, the Eavii will go straight to their work,

Booking the acts ; with the help of a clerk,

And laying their fingers aside of their nose,

And giving a nod, down Muddy Lane Michael goes.

 

Springing to his red rover, to his cows he will whistle,

And away they all fly like the down of a thistle.

But we shall hear him exclaim, as he speeds down the drive,

IT’S GOING TO BE THE BEST ONE EVER... GOOD LUCK ON T DAY, AND HAMMER F5!

Boss that. Thoroughly lovely poem, can only put you in the good karma category come T-Day ? 

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8 hours ago, vintagelaureate said:

 

Twas the week before t-day, with rising morale, 

All the posters were stirring even @The Nal.

Updates were applied and loaded on computers with care,

In hopes that a trip to Worthy Farm soon would be there.

 

@crazyfool1 was perched on the edge of his bed,

His pyramid hat sat balanced on his head;

@Hugh Jass at the ready and @Charm good to go, 

They just press F5 as a precaution you know.

 

On Sunday the 6th, close to 9am, there will arise such a clatter,

@eFestivals will spring to action to see what is the matter.

Away to the server he’ll fly like a flash,

Reboot the hard drive and load up the dash.

 

The optimism of newbies will spread out below,

They’ve  not been to resale club like @MilkyJoe

Surfing the web like a knowledge filled dingy, 

We will turn to @Gnomicide - all hail the thingy!

 

There is no pattern came the rallying cry!

Even if it says sold out you must try.

More rapid than eagles;  the refreshes can’t be tame,

To be on a successful list refined by your name.

 

"Now, @Sasperella! Now, @oneeye! Now @Funkyfairy! and @Ayrshire Chris!

We all need tickets, so please do not miss!

To the @deebeedoobee Pilton palace we must pass,

And drink cider with @Quark and @lucyginger who lie await in the grass!

 

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When you meet with a blank screen, F5 till you cry.

So up to the address bar the cursors must go,

A basket of tickets and a parking pass must show.

 

And then, in a twinkling, be all booked and ready.

After prancing and pawing,  your hand will hold steady,

You will stare at the screen, smiles agape, then turn around,

As the confirmation email comes with a bound.

 

Your eyes -- how they’ll  twinkle! Your dimples how merry!

Your cheeks will be like roses, your nose like a cherry!

Your droll little mouth will be drawn up like a bow,

As you tell the world “I’ve got a ticket you know.”

 

Think of the joy a golden ticket yields,

To dance once again in the @Avalon_Fields.

It’s why we are all here twelve months a year,

And face T day with excitement and fear!

 

You must go back in for your friends in need,

“We need help some” efesters will plead,

I’ve heard @DareToDibble will be trying for all, 

Whilst @Yoghurt on a Stick will have a chemical induced ball.

 

Knowing everyone will be sorted and all will be compete,

With the knowledge secret sales no longer repeat, 

@guypjfreak will smile as his infant granddaughters teethe,

And then mouth the Pearl Jam lyric “let us breathe.”

 

Down on the farm, the Eavii will go straight to their work,

Booking the acts ; with the help of a clerk,

And laying their fingers aside of their nose,

And giving a nod, down Muddy Lane Michael goes.

 

Springing to his red rover, to his cows he will whistle,

And away they all fly like the down of a thistle.

But we shall hear him exclaim, as he speeds down the drive,

IT’S GOING TO BE THE BEST ONE EVER... GOOD LUCK ON T DAY, AND HAMMER F5!

Haha! Amazing!!! Im not sure I've ever been so impressed with anything that I've read at 6am before 

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10 hours ago, Ayrshire Chris said:

Brilliant

thats the first time anyone has used my name in a poem and not used piss as the rhyming word. I suffered through childhood with that stigma! 

An example of this poetry!

an old festival goer called Chris

Went to Download and got covered in piss

cups full of pee

were thrown up in glee

Glasto lovers would never do this

 

 

 

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