Events Eventuating & Fornication & Fine Criminal Mind Poem by Margaret Alice

Events Eventuating & Fornication & Fine Criminal Mind



Events Eventuating

I think Terry Pratchett read my mind when he
wrote - Moist felt his brain…- as it might
just as well have been - Marilese felt her
brain shift seductively into higher gear,
her tongue began to gallop, she couldn’t
stop, it would have been so nice if her
brain had been consulted first-

He gives a great description of my reaction
to the words I read -The lines read in the
previous days flowed together in Marilese’s
mind forming a music of a kind, missing notes
as yet, but certain bits she could already
hum. She would just have to listen
to herself to determine

What she was on about; she was thinking
- I don’t intend to be an implement; but
events are eventuating -


Fornication

Isn’t the fornication wonderful, asked the
humourless Mr Bent of Nichtlachen-Keinwortz
Syndrome-fame; so Moist knew there must be
some mistake - do they come here at a special
time, Moist asked – banking hours mostly, Bent
replied – Moist said the conversation got away
from him – I refer to the vaulting, Bent sighed –
the word derives from fornix, meaning “arch”,
I wouldn’t be surprised if not many people
knew that, Moist carefully replied…

Quotations from Terry Pratchett “Making Money” p.36, p.59 and p.99

A Fine Criminal Mind

I like Moist von Lipwig a lot
I love Adora Belle Dearheart
of course; but especially Moist
is a firm favourite of mine, his
boredom with the humdrum -
making him pick his own locks

Breaking into his own post office
so that he was nearly caught, is
just how I feel about life; having
been cheated by religion since
I was ten when I prayed every day
for Armageddon, not being able

To face life as it came – praying for
the Second Coming as promised by
the Church, growing more bitter daily
as nothing happened to release me
from an unliveable life

At least Moist was offered the lovely
opportunity to become a criminal again;
he is an honest soul with a fine criminal
mind, but I, what can I do, stuck in
this life of mine?

Quotations from Terry Pratchettt “Making Money”

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