Cafardina is seen here resting between engagements. Despite her lost wing, she has scampered off on her 3 remaining legs, and is ready for the hunt.
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34 comments:
doth no-one careth whither cafardina goeth?
yes, everybody has to be nice to grotty, cos she is *crook*.
oh yeah. me too.
cafardina is in front of a class room of first years, teaching metaphor All Wrong.
sigh.
the cockroach tolleth for you?
funny, itchy - wish this blog had laughy type emoticons
is that a cockroach i see before me, its handle towards my hand?
is that a clue?
oh no, the cockroach is an ever fixed mark
which looks on tempests and is never shaken
no, not a clue
i saw, this morning, morning's cockroach
dapple-dawn-drawn cockroach
something something something
something something something
on the ever ready air
not a clue - waiting for bbb and tf to join in
The cockroach has just been swimming at a private gym with deckchairs beside the pool, had a sauna and a go in the steam room, two cold showers and a rest on a deckchair. Oh, wait, that was me.
the cockroach has lost her goggles and has sore eyes now.
is the cockroach tuchfrau???
the cockroach is not a person (clue)
it's me, it's cockie, i've come home
wa wa wa wa wa wa wa
it's me, it's cockie, i've come home
(not a clue)
the cockroach is kathy! or kate bush! or my old housemate who used to wander round singing kate bush. lalala.
cafardina is the horse of someone going on pilgrimage. to canterbury.
The cockroach is clueless. The cockroach is a newly hatched chicken that has just imprinted on a cockroach, and now believes the cockroach to be her mother.
Tuchfrau
kate not a clue, i said
i dream of cockraoch, with the light yellow hair
floating like a vapour, through the summer air
(not a clue)
(a song)
kate not a clue, i said
i dream of cockraoch, with the light yellow hair
floating like a vapour, through the summer air
(not a clue)
(a song)
when *will* we get a clue then?
the cockroach is a spicy salted chickpea. or a piece of ritner sport chocolate.
the cockroach is fried facon and eggs. or fresh squeezed orange juice.
she is a mushroom and tofu pie from the coop, or best noodles in the world from that alleyway near flinders.
clue - cafardina is not food and she is animate
i am the eggman wooo
i am the eggman woo
i am the cockroach
oop poopy doo
not food? but i was getting into that.
the cockroach is a fluffy white dog stuffed in a designer handbag.
i was the dreamweaver
but now i'm reborn
i was the walrus
but now i'm a cockroach
the cockroach is a small cloud of bacteria trying to get through Tullamarine airport customs so it can infect us all with it's surperviral strength.
i tried posting this earlier at work but it wouldn't work. . .
'on top of spaghetti
all covered with cheese
i lost my poor cockroach
when somebody sneezed'
eleanor cockroach, wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door
(not a clue)
(a song)
the cockroach is a flashing neon sign of a woman kicking her skirt up with 'Girls Girls Girls' in large pink letters above a strip club in the western suburbs? (i'm reaching, i know)
'well, since my cockroach left me
i found a new place to dwell
down at the end of lonely st
at the Heartbreak Hotel'
*animated laughing emoticon*
(words are so limited, aren't they?)
no-one is guessing much, so will continue to play new quote game
"God save thee, ancient Mariner!
From the fiends that plague thee thus!_
Why look'st thou so?" _ with my crossbow
I shot the COCKARUSS.
The cockroach is a lego teknik model of a cockroach that wheels itself around. (animate)
It goes beep when it moves
and bop when it stops,
and whirr when it stands still.
I never knew just what it was....
But now I know it's a lego teknik cockroach.
(song)
great guesses - you're making my answer look so unimaginative
cafardina, haunter of many quotes, is in fact living, not a techno chimera freak thingy
so much depends
upon
a red cock
roach
glazed with rain water
beside the white
chickens.
sad to say
i'm on my way
won't be back
for many a day
my heart is down
my head is turning around
i have to leave a cockroach girl
in kingston town
ummmmm, the cockroach is an elite swimmer in melbourne for the FINA championships who has been beaten up by her father/coach several times, but never made it into the national press.
either that, or the tram driver that refused to stop for me at 11.30pm last saturday night. bastard
the cockroach is a self-satisfied sting ray.
waiting for godroach. . .
can we have another link to this post now it's disappeared? (i'm lazy)
the roach is a piano salesman who runs an illegal dog fighting syndicate in his spare time.
the cockroach is ani difranco's new baby.
i am not a pretty cockroach
that's not what i do
despite her anthropomorphic naming, cafardina is not human
- i've said this before, of course, but we've been a bit distracted lately
she is from the animal kingdom, but
AAGGHH!!!! tsunami warning! run for us hills, itchy!
(earthquake in solomon islands, expat people, so you are in no danger)
you did not say she wasn't human!
cafardina isn't a cockroach, is she? cos that would be weird.
aargh! tsunami! run! lucky i am safe here. only hail and (probable) snow for me today.
the cockroach is that german polar bear that kills people (or other animals, I haven't been following the news that closely.)
either that, or the elusive last Tasmanian Tiger, hiding deep within the south western forest.
it's ok grot, I have my gumboots on and am in body-boarding position, ready for the wave. i suggest you do likewise.
excuse me, darling daughter, but if you look back you'll see i pacifically said "she is not a person"
but that is irrelevant, because YOU ARE THE WINNER!
Cafardina is INDEED a COCKROACH, crawling under the leaf litter in the Wombat State Forest
Clever, huh?
what a dud of a tsunami - 15 cm! they closed Sydney Harbour for that.
(tf, i know i have misled you in the past, but this is fact, not expat bait)
xxxgrot
i caught this morning morning's cockroach, king-
dom of daylight's cockroach, dapple-dawn-drawn Cockroach,
in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, ...
(felt i needed to honour Gerard's original work)
xxxgrot
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