The Surinamese English Studies Toad.
Possessed of an unshakeable belief that all works of English Literature are in fact about toads. Works including:
Kerouac, On the Toad
Shelley, Toad to the West Wind
Hardy, Far from the Madding Toad
Thomas, Under Milk Toad
Crow, by Toad Hughes
Roland Barthes, Discours de la Toad (he also reads French, somewhat haltingly)
Chaucer, The Canterbury Toads (getting desperate now) –
and {snip}
Not to be confused with the Paraguayan English Studies toad. The best he can do is some rinky-dink book claiming the semi-colon is a big Masonic plot. Tosser.
Now add your own toad-themed titles. Batrachianism is such a rewarding pastime.
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Toadshead Revisited... Waugh
Toad A Definition Of Culture... TS Eliot
Ribbit Redux... John Updike
A Toad In My Prime & Greetings From Our Toads In Brazil.... Paul Durcan
Toads Etc. Alice Oswald
Kerry Hardie... Cry For The Hot Toady
The Toady's Notebook & Natterjack by Ron Silliman
Misery Bog ... David Wheatley
Mark Granier... The Sky Toad.
Well you started it.
'TS Eliot'
...and let's not forget my first one, Waterborne.
Beckett... Crapaud's Last Toad.
Evelyn Waugh... Vile Toadies.
Frost... The Toad Less Traveled
Dickens... A Toad Of Two Cities
Ashbery... Some Toads
Mahon... A Disused Toad In Co Wexford
Pound... The Cantoads
Billy Collins... Taking Off Emily Dickinson's Toads
Toadstoy... Wart And Peace
Proust... In Remembrance of Toads Past
Achebe... Toads Fall Apart
Not to mention that Burt Bacharach song, Wart the World Needs Now.
Djuna Barnes... Newtspawn. Toadally unreadable though, with a title like that.
Immanuel Velikovsky... Toads In Collision
The Bible: The Toad Testament
forgot the Bible's Newt Testament.
And then there's always their favourite sitcom, Father Toad.
Don't forget The Da Vinci Toad, guys. And Ian McEwan's roadkill thriller, Sad Toad Day.
But, really, it's ridiculous to carry on as though all of Eng Lit were about toads. There's Larkin's Stoats Revisited for starters.
I'll need to see some stoatistics on that before I could comment.
Absolutely Ron, but you're forgetting the last lines of that poem:
"Give me your hand old stoat,
Help me with my toadskin coat."
And the title of his fianl (and finest) collection: High-Win-Toads.
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