A recent encounter led me to think of the following poem from What Katy Did At School (that's when Katy goes to boarding school. Res ipsa loquitur, really):
Who ran to catch me on the spot
If I the slightest rule forgot,
Believing and excusing not?
Who lurked outside my door all day,
In hopes that I would disobey,
And some low whispered word would say?
Who sternly bade me come and go,
Do this, do that, or else forego
The other thing I longed for so?
. . .
Who is our bane, our foe, our fear?
Who's always certain to appear
Just when we do not think her near?
Who down the hall is creeping now
With stealthy step, but knowing not how
Exactly to discover -
If you've read the book, you really ought to know who I'm talking about.
If you don't, here's a link to a summary of the next book in the series, which mentions certain characters from the book before. It should be pretty easy to see who I'm referring to.
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In other news, my Snotty Trekkie father has finally condescended to watch the Star Trek movie, which he has pooh pooh-ed as not being "in the spirit" of the original - too Hollywoodised, he says.
All I can say is, it hasn't stopped him from finding it Extremely Engrossing.
All I can say is, it hasn't stopped him from finding it Extremely Engrossing.
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