Maybe it just couldn't take it and saw no way out? Sometimes desperate rabbits will do desparate things. I had a similar experience with a hampster named giggles when I was probably about 10 or so. We came home and found him with the car running in the garage. No note or nothing. But I'd rather not talk about it.
I think at one time there was a contest between country song writers. Kenny Rogers, Jerry Reed, maybe Jim Stafford, couple others, must have sat down one day and said: Any person who writes a song with the most grotesque vision of rural southern life wins dinner at the restaurant of their choice.
I think the winner had to be Jerry Reed. The song about Amos Otis a man incredibly mean because when he was a boy his Dad would use him for alligator bait.
"Tie a rope around his leg, throw him in the swamp."
I think song is about a guy named Amos Moses not Amos Otis. I was a kid when I heard it, but the imagery of a kid being used to bait alligators stuck with me.
I was probably dumb enough to think "guess that's what they do. Glad I don't live there."
I am going to have to look at the lyrics now. While I'm there i am going to see what the lyrics to the Manfred man's song is. "blinded by the light, .....And from ther I've always heard.....wrecked up like a douche......O.K I know those can't be the words but heck, if someone wrote a song about using a kid as gator bait, why not?
I owe you Rick. It's almost as funny as what I thought it was. But at least when I hear it now I won't be driving down the road singing about feminine hygeine products.....Think I'll go have some poke salad annie.
The song was about seven years old when the Kingsmen recorded their version in 1963, and the fantastic legend that grew up in its wake--a legend that even an FCC investigation couldn't kill--seems to have sprung solely from their extraordinary lack of elocution.
Berry, who spoke on the subject a while back to a Los Angeles interviewer named Bill Reed, explains the song as the lament of a seafaring man, spoken to a sympathetic bartender named Louie. Here, without further ado, are the "official" published lyrics:
"Louie Louie, me gotta go. Louie Louie, me gotta go. A fine little girl, she wait for me. Me catch the ship across the sea. I sailed the ship all alone. I never think I'll make it home. Louie Louie, me gotta go . Three nights and days we sailed the sea. Me think of girl constantly. On the ship, I dream she there. I smell the rose in her hair. Louie Louie, me gotta go. Me see Jamaican moon above. It won't be long me see me love. Me take her in my arms and then I tell her I never leave again. Louie Louie, me gotta go." (By Richard Berry. Copyright 1957-1963 by Limax Music Inc.)
There is even more info on this song. I couldn't believe my eyes when I did a search. Here's a link to ....beleive it or not there's actually more than one site dedicated to this one silly song. Proof positive that some people have way to much time on their hands. Here's the link.
If some of y'all never been down sout too much, I'm gonna tell you a little about this so that you'll Understand what I'm talkin' about ... Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods, And in the field ... looks somethin like a turnip green, And everybody calls it poke salad ... poke salad; Used to know a girl lived down there and she'd go out In the evenings and pick her a mess of it, carry it Home and cook it for supper, cause that's about all they Had to eat, but they did all right.
Down in Lou'siana, where the alligators grow so mean, There lived a girl that I swear to the world, Made the alligators look tame, Poke Salad Annie, Poke Salad Annie Everybody said it was a shame, cause her Mama was a workin on the chain gang (a mean, vicious woman)
Here's The rest of it. Damn I can't stop sining it.
I have that album, "Best of Louie, Louie", my husband bought it, and only 2 songs are any good. Did you know that St. Louis holds an annual Louie Louie Parade? Various groups march down the streets, only one song is allowed, doing various things. Such as the Briefcase Drill Team. Imagine 'Louie, Louie' being played by bagpipes?!? Lawn mowers, in a group, being revved according to the tune. And you say there's nothing worthwhile in America!
Do you do a 'due diligence' upon the company for whom you propose to work? And would you have chosen Enron? Not my field, of course, but one would think that properly checking out a prospective employer was part of the job-hunting process. They check you out so why not turn the tables so to speak? Your 401k may depend upon it!
Today's Wall Street Journal had a funny little story in the "Cublicle Culture" column about the new Pop Tarts Pastry Swirls. Particularly the guy in the commerical.
"He looks like someone who has gained 10 pounds and lost some hair since college," writes Journal colmunist Susan Hwang. "He office is a study in in ordinariness, decorated by a computer and an abstact mosaic of Post-its. He's the working everyman who hawks computers,cellphones or German cars. That he's eating a strawberry pastry at his desk gives new meaning to the term square meal.
"Alone in his office late one night, the worker spills a drop of strawberry filling on his flat-front khakis. In the last scene, a cleaning lady stumbles on our hero in boxers as he sucks the filling from his pants. "'Kellog's Pastry Swirls," intones the announcer. "'They're that good."''
"Are they, or are lives really that bad? Kellogg is showin us a piece of ourselves -- the endless hours in a drab, square space suggesting a sugar-glazed toaster treat might provide a sweet spot for the day. Marx was wrong about religion; junk food is the opiate of the masses."
hmmm. sounds like dinner.
dinner anyone?
My little sister had a bunny when she was about 6 years old.
The family went away for the weekend once and came back to find it not only dead, but hanging by the hind leg from the top of the cage.
We don't know how it happened but figure the bunny freaked out in the cage.
I hope to God my sister never reads this because she still has flashbacks of the incident.
Maybe it just couldn't take it and saw no way out? Sometimes desperate rabbits will do desparate things. I had a similar experience with a hampster named giggles when I was probably about 10 or so. We came home and found him with the car running in the garage. No note or nothing. But I'd rather not talk about it.
What the hell is Poke, Salad, Annie ? All I know is that it comes before.............
"gaotr's got your, granny,.... Chooomp,"
Wierd song but a catchy beat.
I used to hear a lot of old country music.
I think at one time there was a contest between country song writers. Kenny Rogers, Jerry Reed, maybe Jim Stafford, couple others, must have sat down one day and said: Any person who writes a song with the most grotesque vision of rural southern life wins dinner at the restaurant of their choice.
I think the winner had to be Jerry Reed. The song about Amos Otis a man incredibly mean because when he was a boy his Dad would use him for alligator bait.
"Tie a rope around his leg, throw him in the swamp."
"Alligator man, in the 'Lousiana bayou."
Is that who wrote and performed that song ? I've never seen all of the words but I've always liked the tune for some reason.
As Johnny carson used to say,,,,That is wild and wacky stuff.....I did not know that.
So what the hell is Poke, Salad, Annie ? You spent some time in the deep south Rick, do you know ?
I think it's like collard greens or something.
I think song is about a guy named Amos Moses not Amos Otis. I was a kid when I heard it, but the imagery of a kid being used to bait alligators stuck with me.
I was probably dumb enough to think "guess that's what they do. Glad I don't live there."
Thanks Rick,
I am going to have to look at the lyrics now. While I'm there i am going to see what the lyrics to the Manfred man's song is. "blinded by the light, .....And from ther I've always heard.....wrecked up like a douche......O.K I know those can't be the words but heck, if someone wrote a song about using a kid as gator bait, why not?
"Cut loose like a deuce/another runner in the night."
Bruce Springsteen wrote it.
I owe you Rick. It's almost as funny as what I thought it was. But at least when I hear it now I won't be driving down the road singing about feminine hygeine products.....Think I'll go have some poke salad annie.
While you're at it, Rob, could you look up the words to "Louie Louie"?
Will do Muskwa, after me got a go it turns into atni' adyy' afreem aww bay' ca; Ah louie louie.
Let me see if I can find them.
Muskwa,
Here you go.
The song was about seven years old when the Kingsmen recorded their version in 1963, and the fantastic legend that grew up in its wake--a legend that even an FCC investigation couldn't kill--seems to have sprung solely from their extraordinary lack of elocution.
Berry, who spoke on the subject a while back to a Los Angeles interviewer named Bill Reed, explains the song as the lament of a seafaring man, spoken to a sympathetic bartender named Louie. Here, without further ado, are the "official" published lyrics:
"Louie Louie, me gotta go. Louie Louie, me gotta go. A fine little girl, she wait for me. Me catch the ship across the sea. I sailed the ship all alone. I never think I'll make it home. Louie Louie, me gotta go . Three nights and days we sailed the sea. Me think of girl constantly. On the ship, I dream she there. I smell the rose in her hair. Louie Louie, me gotta go. Me see Jamaican moon above. It won't be long me see me love. Me take her in my arms and then I tell her I never leave again. Louie Louie, me gotta go." (By Richard Berry. Copyright 1957-1963 by Limax Music Inc.)
Muskwa,
There is even more info on this song. I couldn't believe my eyes when I did a search. Here's a link to ....beleive it or not there's actually more than one site dedicated to this one silly song. Proof positive that some people have way to much time on their hands. Here's the link.
http://www.louielouie.net/Louie_FAQ.html
Rick,
You were right on about poke salad,
Here's part of the lyrics from the song.
If some of y'all never been down sout too much,
I'm gonna tell you a little about this so that you'll
Understand what I'm talkin' about ...
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods,
And in the field ... looks somethin like a turnip green,
And everybody calls it poke salad ... poke salad;
Used to know a girl lived down there and she'd go out
In the evenings and pick her a mess of it, carry it
Home and cook it for supper, cause that's about all they
Had to eat, but they did all right.
Down in Lou'siana, where the alligators grow so mean,
There lived a girl that I swear to the world,
Made the alligators look tame,
Poke Salad Annie, Poke Salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame, cause her
Mama was a workin on the chain gang
(a mean, vicious woman)
Here's
The rest of it. Damn I can't stop sining it.
http://www.kulichki.com/dassin/lyrics/polk_salad_annie.html
"Everybody said it was a shame/cause her
Mama was a workin on the chain gang "
That line could win the songwriter a dinner.
I think they did but he was watching his weight so he only had a poke salad.
WOW! Rob, I had no idea -- thanks for the legwork!
I have an album (vinyl) of "The Best of Louie Louie"
12 versions of the song by different artists--Have I listened to it? No, not yet
BTW:
I hate the title of this thread; it's too long and runs over to the next line. Wrecks the karma, etc.
What exactly is it supposed to be about, anyway?
Otherwise known as the Bush-run Media News Hour. Brought to you by the shysters at Enron, "Raping Americans For Arab Oil".
Pffffft
I have that album, "Best of Louie, Louie", my husband bought it, and only 2 songs are any good. Did you know that St. Louis holds an annual Louie Louie Parade? Various groups march down the streets, only one song is allowed, doing various things. Such as the Briefcase Drill Team. Imagine 'Louie, Louie' being played by bagpipes?!?
Lawn mowers, in a group, being revved according to the tune. And you say there's nothing worthwhile in America!
What a hoot, Kit! When do they hold the parade?
tune into 94.7FM as KSHE is the focus of the Parade Committee. That is a St. Louis rock station. They do have a website www.kshe.com I think.
Brought to you by the shysters at Enron, "Raping Americans For Arab Oil".
Enron is actually an acronym. Its true meaning is Every Nickel Removed Over Night.
And to think, Enron was the last good company in America to work for.
Do you do a 'due diligence' upon the company for whom you propose to work? And would you have chosen Enron? Not my field, of course, but one would think that properly checking out a prospective employer was part of the job-hunting process. They check you out so why not turn the tables so to speak? Your 401k may depend upon it!
How could anyone have checked them out? Wall Street and the SEC were ignorant to what was going on, how could the average Joe have any idea?
Today's Wall Street Journal had a funny little story in the "Cublicle Culture" column about the new Pop Tarts Pastry Swirls. Particularly the guy in the commerical.
"He looks like someone who has gained 10 pounds and lost some hair since college," writes Journal colmunist Susan Hwang. "He office is a study in in ordinariness, decorated by a computer and an abstact mosaic of Post-its. He's the working everyman who hawks computers,cellphones or German cars. That he's eating a strawberry pastry at his desk gives new meaning to the term square meal.
"Alone in his office late one night, the worker spills a drop of strawberry filling on his flat-front khakis. In the last scene, a cleaning lady stumbles on our hero in boxers as he sucks the filling from his pants. "'Kellog's Pastry Swirls," intones the announcer. "'They're that good."''
"Are they, or are lives really that bad? Kellogg is showin us a piece of ourselves -- the endless hours in a drab, square space suggesting a sugar-glazed toaster treat might provide a sweet spot for the day. Marx was wrong about religion; junk food is the opiate of the masses."
Pant licker!