Saturday, January 1, 2011

Runcible spoon thief


I’m in some big discount box store. K-Mart i think. Some shelves are full and some are nearly empty. I’m in the section where there’re a lot of towels and stuff like that. Bright colors. There’s one section that is pretty barren and has just some miscellaneous ‘junk’ on the shelves. This stuff is marked way down to move. I’m not really interesting in buying anything and don’t even know why i’m in the store but some objects on the sale shelf catch my eye. There are three different versions of the thing. Each is two parts. I grab one off the shelf. It looks like it’s made of wood but it’s some kind of man-made material that is supposed to resemble wood. I grab what looks like a cowboy boot made of the same material. The boot is a cup! The other piece is about the size of one of those religious candles you see in the Latino section of grocery stores. There’s a space at the bottom of this object and as i hold the boot i realize it fits inside there and that this thing is one of those one-cup coffee makers! It’s so clever. There are three or four bases on the shelves and several more cups. I like the boot and its base with a kind of old west design. I look at the other two bases and figure out which cups go with which base. I liked another one also but i can’t remember what the theme was. I think it was something to do with a nursery rhyme. Hey Diddle Diddle maybe? The Owl and the Pussycat? Something with moon and stars. Spoon? The third one didn’t interest me at all – something related to a sport maybe. I thought that the one-cup thing would be great for me to have at work. I couldn’t decide between the old west and the fairy tale so i thought if they were inexpensive i’d just get them both. I looked at the sticky tags on all four pieces looking for a price but there wasn’t any. There was just a bar code on each piece. No matter, i decided they couldn’t cost very much and started off in search of a register to make the purchase.


Hey! diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.

[The dish ran away with the spoon]


Dream Morph. I’m not in the store anymore. I’m at work. The coffee things are tucked into my stockings and i realize i left the store without paying. I wonder how these things work, so i take the old west and the boot into the bathroom and go to the sink furthest from the door. I need a socket to plug in the pot and there happens to be one on the wall but when i try to plug in the appliance, the socket only has one prong thingy and the grounding hole. I check behind the sink and see another plug place but it doesn’t have the ground. I look further to the right, almost to the next sink and see a plug that’ll work. Two prongs and a ground. I see an opening on the top of the base piece. It reminds me of the slot on a piggy bank. I carefully fill the object with water from the faucet, plug in the appliance, put the boot into place to catch the heated water and wake up.



The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are, you are, you are,
What a beautiful Pussy you are."
Pussy said to the Owl "You elegant fowl,
How charmingly sweet you sing.
O let us be married, too long we have tarried;
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose, his nose, his nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling your ring?"
Said the Piggy, "I will"
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand.
They danced by the light of the moon, the moon, the moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

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