Dikt; The Song of the Jellicles av T. S. Eliot
Siden jeg har holdt på med blant annet T. S. Eliot denne uka i amerikansk litteratur-emnet på Universitetet i Stavanger (ja, Eliot er født i USA, men flyttet til UK), har jeg "walked down memory lane" og fant frem et dikt som finnes i en viss musical. Jellicle Cats come out to-night Jellicle Cats come one come all: The Jellicle Moon is shining bright - Jellicles come to the Jellicle Ball. Jellicle Cats are black and white, Jellicle Cats are rather small; Jellicle Cats are merry and bright, And pleasant to hear when they caterwaul. Jellicle Cats have cheerful faces, Jellicle Cats have bright black eyes; They like to practise their airs and graces And wait for the Jellicle Moon to rise. Jellicle Cats develop slowly, Jellicle Cats are not too big; Jellicle Cats are roly-poly, They know how to dance a gavotte and a jig. Until the Jellicle Moon appears They make their toilette and take their repose: Jellicle Cats wash behind their ears, Jellicle dry betwe