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| phlufii Triglot Newbie Australia phlufii.deviantart.c Joined 5277 days ago 1 posts - 4 votes Speaks: English*, Danish, Norwegian Studies: Latin | Message 1 of 1 05 June 2010 at 3:38pm | IP Logged |
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'Strine' - the lesser-known language of Australians.
I found this poem in a book by Afferbeck Lauder Even I, your typical Aussie who on occasion and in certain company will speak with an unintelligible drawl, had trouble deciphering the text. But read aloud (perhaps a few times) you begin to hear words and with luck it will make some sense. It's quite funny.. Hagger Nigh Tell? Hagger night telephime reely reel? Hadder Y. Noah Fimere? Car sigh only nowered I thing ky feel, An maybe I'm knotty veneer. I mipey no lesson I mipey no more Than a shadder we idle fancy. Prabzyme the moon! Can I Telfer Shaw That I'm nodgers a nant named Nancy? I coobie jar sreely a loafer bread, Or a horse, or a bird called Gloria. I mipey alive - but I coobie dead, Or a phantasmabloodygoria. Hagger nigh tellime notonia dream, Cook tarpner mare chick's pell? Cos sigh my pig zackly what I seem, Bar towg nigh reely tell? Wunker nawlwye stell; yegger nawlwye snow If you're reelor yerony dreaming; Yellopoff the topoff your nirra stow, A new wafer the sander the screaming. Now I suppose you'd like the translation? How can I tell? How can I tell if I'm really real? How do I know if I'm here? Cos' I only know what I think I feel, And maybe I'm not even here. I might be no less, and I might be no more Than a shadow with idle fancy (?) Perhaps I'm the moon! Can I tell for sure That I'm not just an ant named Nancy? I could be just really a loaf of bread, Or a horse, or a bird called Gloria. I might be alive - but I could be dead, Or a phantasmabloodygoria. How can I tell I'm not in a dream, Cooked up in a magic spell? Cos I might be exactly what I seem, But how can I really tell? One can always tell; you can always know If you're real or your only dreaming; You lop off the top of your nearest toe, and you wait for the sound of the screaming.. Oh, and.. '..Consider the following real life experience of British novelist Monica Dickens, as reported in the Sydney Morning Herald on 30 November 1964. Monica was signing copies of her latest book at a bookstore in Sydney, when a lady handed her a book, saying "Emma Chisit?" The author dutifully wrote, 'To Emma Chisit' inside the front cover of the book and passed it back. ..' The woman had asked the author "How much is it?" referring to the price of the book. 4 persons have voted this message useful |
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