#sing a song of sixpence

[no-where-new-hero]

what the fuck

#of course i would like boygenius #why did i never realize that boygenius was absolutely tailored to my interests #why did i wait this long for boygenius to steal my soul #sing a song of sixpence #Spotify

[nireidi]

Guess who’s back after a 2 year hiatus?

That’s right! New chapter of Sing a Song of Sixpence

The fix wherein Jonathan Sims is a Siren, There is overly detailed world building, and Jonah Magnus is having a bad time.

#jon sims #tma #sing a song of sixpence #tma fanfic #jonmartin #martin blackwood

[wispisstillverybored67]

Kieran Had A Syndrome

Kie-ran had a syn-drome

A palm-ful of poison

Pin-ing with his heart's soul

For a friend's fortune

When the peach bulb o-pened

The boy began to leave

"Was-n't that a nas-ty thing

To say to everything?"

#wisp rambles #:P #wisp writes #i guess? #rival kieran #the hidden treasure of area zero #pokemon scarlet and violet #sing a song of sixpence #kieran had a syndrome #now if you'll excuse me #this is going to be stuck in my head all week #pecharunt #< it really shouldn't be talking #the syndrome is hinamizawa syndrome

[stingrayextraordinaire]

Nursery Rhyme Moodboards // Sing a Song of Sixpence

When the pie was opened, the birds began to sing. Wasn’t that a dainty dish to set before the king?

#sing a song of sixpence #nursery rhymes #nursery rhyme moodboards #moodboards #aesthetics #my moodboards #my edits #royaltycore #dark academia

[allcatsconstitutethesamefamily]

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Some rather surprising crowned heads are collected in my king gallery.

#king #four and twenty blackbirds #blackbird #cat #pie #nursery rhyme #Sing a Song of Sixpence #vintage illustration

[clockspur]

Sing a song of terror,

A dark day now to die;

Four and Twenty Monsters

Baked in a pie.

When the pie was bitten,

The Creatures start to scream;

Wasn’t that a perfect dish

To have on Halloween?

#build a beast #this is fun #pie pumpkin #inktober #halloween #2022 #sing a song of sixpence #death ment tw

[swan2swan]

#swan watches the buzz buzz #yellowjackets spoilers #sing a song of sixpence

[drbarty]

A blackbird seems like it would really suit you, doctor! It's a good choice! (:

Thank you very much! Though hopefully I won't get baked in a pie by choosing them...

#ask #sing a song of sixpence

[prince--thomas]

Sing a Song of Sixpence ~~ [Toff]

@lostinthewoods-kristoff

The days were blurring together. Tom had barely gotten any sleep, even though it’d been a week now and Levi had been home for several days. He had known that infants cried a lot, were up a lot--it was a cliche at this point, but--he hadn’t realized the truth of it until now. Levi woke him up nearly every hour. And while he was used to being short changed on sleep, having been in the military, this was entirely different.

Maybe it was because he hadn’t come down from the adrenaline of Levi being missing, Levi being with the Order. Or maybe it was because Tom still felt wired and paranoid, worried the Order was going to show up and surround the house at any point.

Or maybe it was just because every time Levi cried, Tom jolted awake and then spent minutes panicking about why he might be crying, what Tom was doing wrong, if he was doing everything he needed to do. He was convincing himself that he was starving Levi. Or Levi was uncomfortable--too hot or too cold. Or that he was suddenly going to get sick or injured or worse.

His nerves were absolutely shot, his eyes ran through with red. He wasn’t even sure how he was sustaining himself. He owed his next three paychecks to his neighbors, the girls across the street, and Ting-Ting--who had brought him food. Checked on him. Offered to watch the baby while he showered.

‘Course, Phil and John were helpful--or, well, tried to be--but they knew even less than he did about it all. Not to mention, John always looked at Levi a bit like he was one of the dogs. Unsure and mildly offended.

They’d all get used to it. They had to.

In the meantime, Tom hadn’t changed his clothes yet today (no one to watch the baby while he showered) and had spit up all over it. His curls were in a tangle and he was sitting on the floor with the baby, taking a nap while Levi did. There was a knock on the door and Tom jerked awake, heart pounding. After a moment, he got up, Levi thankfully undisturbed for once. He went to the door, looked through the peephole and then opened it.

“Kristoff?” he asked in surprise. “Am I--did I miss a--volunteer thing?”

[outfit] [levi’s outfit uwu]

#swynkristoff #toff #sing a song of sixpence #lookbook #im not gonna do the outfits every time lol #for levi #but for nOW

[wigc]

Rhyme a Nursery for MAGS May to 'Sing a Song of Sixpence'

Gotta say, I wasn't familiar with the English nursery rhyme, Sing a Song of Sixpence, until MAGS May, and... I honestly don't know what to make of it. Hopefully that's not also the case for aspiring game makers messing around with Adventure Game Studio, though, as I'm very curious to see what might become of it!

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#MAGS #Adventure Game Studio #game jam #Sing a Song of Sixpence #nursery rhyme

[angelholme]

V, V, V — Day 18 : Smile

Let a smile be your umbrella………

What an utterly ridiculous sentiment.

I mean — if you think about it for a moment, you will realise just how idiotic a phrase it actually is.

Have you thought about it?

Now picture someone smiling. The end of their lips are turned up, and their mouth is formed into a bowl type shape — a “U” shape for the most part, even if it is a shallow “U” as opposed to quite a steep one.

So now that you have that image in your head, try picturing that on the end of a stick — as if you are using that as an umbrella.

Stood out in the rain, water pouring down, swirling all around, and all you have is an inverted “U” shape on a stick.

I mean — what use is that? How is that a good umbrella? Will it protect you from the rain? No. Will it stop you getting wet? No. Will it do anything other than make you look a total prat? No.

So when someone (Bing Crosby, Perry Como, a few others) tells you to “Let A Smile Be Your Umbrella” you should tell them not to be so bloody stupid.

(Actually if you try to tell Bing Crosby or Perry Como that you’ll have problems, but you take my point).

I know what you’re going to say — that sometimes song lyrics are not supposed to be taken literally.

That if it were “raining men” then it would probably be a very bad thing — I don’t know if you’ve actually thought about it, but being hit by a full grown man, falling at terminal velocity would probably kill you, and even if it didn’t it would cause multiple injuries that would cripple you for life.

That if you were “a baby on the tree top” then your parents would probably get arrested for child endangerment, and “when the wind blows” you would almost certainly fall and die.

That if you baked twenty four blackbirds in a pie……… lets not even go there, because the mind boggles.

However all of these pale in comparison to a song called “You Can’t Get To Heaven” because I have always found this to be not only misleading but also a sort of ideological indoctrination. Which, as you can imagine, is not something I am a fan of.

“You can’t get to heaven in a limousine, because The Lord don’t sell no gasoline”

Setting aside the double negative (which suggests that The Lord does, in fact, sell gasoline) why would you need The Lord to sell petrol to get to heaven?

If you are going to drive somewhere — Manchester, London, Glasgow, Aberdeen, the local shops — you need to put petrol in your car before you set off.

If your car has no petrol in it, then you aren’t going to get anywhere. And — conversely — you only need the place you are going to sell petrol if you are coming back.

So you would only need The Lord to “sell gasoline” if you were planning on coming back from heaven. And while I admit my theological knowledge is not as complete as it might be, I am generally under the impression that most people don’t want to return from heaven.

Which means that you can get to heaven in a limousine providing you can find a petrol station before you set off.

“You can’t get to heaven on roller skates, you’ll roll right by the pearly gates”

I’ll set aside the fact you might not be able to roller skate on clouds — the song kind of implies that that is possible. Plus it is heaven, so all things are possible. And if you can drive a car there, you can probably roller skate there.

But I am pretty sure almost everyone who has been on roller skates at least once in their life has fallen over at least once in their life. I cannot believe that there is a person in the world who has strapped on their first pair of skates and skated off into the sunset and never fallen over.

So if you can fall over by accident, then I am pretty sure you can fall over on purpose. You can glide by The Pearly Gates and fall on your arse, coming to a sudden and abrupt halt.

Then — like the baby you once were, you can crawl over, and look up at St Peter and go “Dude! Waaaaaaaaaassssssssssssup?”

“You can’t get to heaven in a rocking chair, a rocking chair won’t get you there”

It will if you have a heart attack. Or a stroke. Or a full grown man falls out of the sky and lands on you because “it’s raining men”. Or if someone sets fire to the rocking chair while you are sat in it.

Okay — I admit that’s a bit of a stretch.

Now you are probably wondering what all this was in aid of. Because I appear to have gone on off on quite a tangent and a bit of a rant about something that is more than a little ridiculous.

Well — people sometimes take things literally when they are only supposed to be metaphors, or symbolism, or sarcasm. They don’t recognise that something is supposed to be an analogy, or a metaphor, or a joke.

Which is unfortunate for people like me, because I tend to use metaphor, analogy, simile and especially sarcasm quite a lot — and it gets me in to trouble more than you can imagine.

But also unfortunate for the people in question, because they miss so much in life.

#v v v #may myself and i #day 18 #smile #its raining men #you can't get to heaven #rock a bye baby #sing a song of sixpence #let a smile be your umbrella

[no-where-new-hero]

listened to this song again and felt like andrew cracked open my rib cage and grew some flowers among the ruins

#andrew hozier byrne #hozier #unreal unearth #sing a song of sixpence #Spotify

[lepetitdragonvert]

Sing a Song Sixpence

.c. 1860-70s

British School

#nursery rhymes #nursery rhyme #sing a song sixpence #british school

[activatebutterflyshield]

I’d sing a song for sixpence

Or a pocket full of rye

Or four and twenty blackbirds baked into a pie

Though I wouldn’t eat those fellow birds

Feathers black as ink

‘Stead I’d sing a song ‘longside them

‘Bout wars and words and things

Through code and rhyme and meter

For friends and people keen

To find some others something like them

And keep those they do find

Just thick as thieves

Strange bedfellows we make, indeed

Though through the night we’ve walked

‘Neath that sunless, moonless, starless sky

Till the farthest west we reach

And feel that fire nip at our backs

With words and smiles sweet

Go on, they say, keep walking long

Till that promised land we reach

So give not up your feathered hope

And raise those banners high

Bare your teeth and show your claws

And make them sharp and keen

For someday we shall break our chains

And maul the hand that feeds

#poetry #hope #i uh #uh #something grabbed the dramatic part of my brain and the sad and over all of this nonsense part of my brain and wrenched them together #like making two toy horses kiss #ill call this poetry sure #who wants to play guess the references to songs I’ve looked way way way too deep into? #through the deep dark valley for sure thats the hopeful bit #ive got some inordinate love for sing a song of sixpence #the falcon too for some reason #a bit of new discovery too perhaps #idk mates i just got possessed with the spirit of some axe-wielding picket-line-walking old and weary striker #whose always had a feel for a pen #or something

[l-e-g-i-o-n-losh]

Bro why is sixpence on my dash in 2023. Why is sixpence on tumblr in 2023.

#songs that the hyades shall sing #cool vid and all being good at curation is what got them big in the first place #but. SIXPENCE???

[clockspur]

Erik was in his Opera House,

Threatening for some money;

The Wolf was in the Cabin,

Baked with sweet rose honey

#build a beast #sorry i’m late #😅 #the oven #pie guy #that’s rose honey dripping from the ceiling #or the color from space #whichever you prefer #sing a song of sixpence