You Must Have Been Vaccinated with a Phonograph Needle
To me, this means that someone talks too much. (Another way of saying this is that someone is "too talky", interesting in itself.) Many people I've asked recently have never heard this phrase. Not people who don't know what a phonograph is - people my age. How 'bout you?
For Sue, Lisa, Kerry and other who may want to read this, here's a poem I wrote for an English Composition class a few years ago. I forget the actual assignment.
For what it's worth, I had a fun time writing it too!
Gravy
Gravy eats time, when cooking don’t boil
or the pan will be black,
the gravy, like soil.
Gravy don’t dress, it’s brought to you nude
for putting on meat
or your wife (but that’s lewd).
Gravy dreams lightly, inside of your gut
and soon it adds pounds
to both sides of your butt.
Gravy is born of spices and juice
a sprinkling of parsnip
a carcass of moose.
Gravy loves meals, at lunch and at dinner;
the folks who don’t like it,
they seem to stay thinner.
Gravy hears footsteps, a rushing to places
and soon it is seen
on shirts, laps and faces.
Gravy kills hunger, a longing for food
the flesh of dead veggies,
dead critters (some moo’ed).
Gravy for Bison, Gravy for Snake
the mashed are the mountains
the Gravy, the lake.
Gravy for Otter, Gravy for Bear
Gravy at food fights
stays thick in your hair.
Gravy for Kitty, Gravy for Dog
Gravy for Wombat
and Weasel . . . Warthog!
Gravy for Elephant (I like it baked)
how many Gravies
does Heinz Ketchup make?
Gravy, I love it! Gravy, it’s great!
So please do forgive me
I’m off for my plate.
