Okay. I horrified poor Josh with this while we were driving through the car wash yesterday. Take into consideration that I made it up on the fly, so some of the rhymes are slightly forced.
To the tune of My Darling Clementine:
Oh Lee Scoresby, Oh Lee Scoresby,
And my daaaaarling Hester, too,
I lost you at Alamo Gulch,
And I was, I was so bluuuuue.
Then I found you, yes I found you,
I found you once again.
In the Land of the Dead, your sacrifice
made me want to kick Phil Pullman.
Oh Lee Scoresby, oh Lee Scoresby
But all is not for.... naught,
I will see you, come December,
In the form of Sam Elli-OTT.
Soon to be found in my Etsy shop.
*sniffle*
I loved him too. When it died it was all I could do not to throw the book across the room. Then I remembered that I was in the Powell's bookstore coffee shop and hadn't, exactly so much, purchased said book. Pullman's gots some 'splaining to do, as I see it.
Posted by: Fuse #8 | 09 March 2007 at 10:26 AM
Dude, I can't even read two pages of that chapter without starting to cry.
I might not be able to see The Subtle Knife in the theater. It'll just be TOO embarrassing.
He's still the coolest though -- and I just had a patron who IMMEDIATELY knew who the shirt was referring to. It was awesome.
Posted by: Leila | 09 March 2007 at 11:18 AM
I don't know if you still do this site or not cause your last post was quite a while ago but I love this shirt and the poem/tribute song is funny.
Posted by: saint. | 08 April 2009 at 02:46 AM