Ballad Buff Mugs

Rind of the Ancient Mariner

Charles Causley.

"We the jury couldn't reach a verdict, but we were able to come up with this haunting ballad about the murder."

"Here's another one written in E minor and in case you haven't guessed by now, it's the only chord I know."

A fairy with wand and crown in pink tutu

Florabation - '..mmm...It must be spring!'

"That is an outrageous slur."

I'm not saying I'm not a hound dog. I'm saying I'm not nothing but a hound dog.

"From the gentleman at the end of the barre."

'She sounds like your mother when you told her that you were going to marry me.'

'The next piece contains sex, violence, and Homeric epithets.'

Piano Keyboard

"Scotch and water musick."

Local rock claims to have been muse for Emily Dickinson poem "I'm that 'little stone' honest to goodness!"

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozak.

'I'll blurb you if you'll blurb me.'

Shakespeare's Lost Play: The Taming of the Pooch.

Tonight: Wagner's Ring Tone Cycle.

Of Mice and Men.

Yo! Emmett Kelly raps! (with ringmaster flash)

'At least I don't have his life.'

A Creature WAS Stirring

Ballet Lovers

'Research shows that while the number of surfers is somewhat constant over the year, there is a sudden increase in casual bathers over Summer...'

Language purists bring correctness to a whole new level, forcing a name change for Ireland's most famous band.

Doggy conductor

'We had to donwsize.'

Pair o' Keats.

The first microscope capable of seeing the number of angels dancing on the head of a pin.

Cloud Cuckoo Land, "Earnest's invite had lied about there being a live band"

Stabbing an opera singer to hit the high notes.

Cello player with pencil instead of bow

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways … Open Mike Night Presents Sadie Cohen. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my ladle can reach … When feeling hungry for the crunch of crouton and ideal lettuce. I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need ... by cheesy bread and chicken wing. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I eat of thee freely, and then, at four, 'tis goodnight. O Sizzler salad bar, how do I love thee? I'm hungry.

RIP William Shakespeare: To be or not to be...

"I can hear the sea boiling."