You are forgiving
Under the foot remains blue
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Although you forgive,
Still you walk on the blue grass -
Thus, it stays depressed.
That is so much more poetic than Walt Kowalski’s Haiku
This is Clint Eastwood!
Have you seen Gran Torino?
Get off my lawn, punk!
Chinese words say
Do not walk on the blue grass–
Useless in Kentucky.
so am i right in thinking that the grass in this place ‘permeantly’ turns the underside of your foot blue and that you are to forgive the people who own the place for this?
Shouldn’t that be “This is Paul Hogan,…” ?
we hope you forgive yourself,
for the bottoms of your feet are blue
(thats why the little symbol says dont bring your feet)
I believe that’s the color (“ao” in Japanese, though I’m certain this is Chinese) that covers both blue and green, and therefore is often translated in a way English speakers find inappropriate
actually scotts gaelic has a similar colour confusion. “gorm” means blue but also designates the colour of what we english speakers would call “greenery”. go figure. Specially since they HAVE a name for green: “uaine”
That’s one of the benefits of knowing a second language–you realize that some of the ways you think about things are arbitrary. In English, red and pink are two colors, whereas the Russian word does not distinguish. Blue, on the other hand, is one word in English but two in Russian, one for light and one for dark.
Having just started a course in Latin, I am trying to get my head around the idea that the order of the words can be totally unimportant…
Engrish should be a good warm-up for that.
O rly? Red = krasniy, pink = rozoviy.
I NOT forgiving. I placed blue ink in my grass: tread on it and your underfoot remains blue.
Under the foot remains blue from walking on the woad.
I woad never walk on toads! Toads woad squish and the results woadn’t be pretty…or blue.
I don’t walk on toads. But I do ride on Toad, the Wet Sprocket.
ooooh… my sprocket is getting moist.
Then I hope you’re well lubed, or you might be in for a rough ride.
What an odd chain of comments, since I didn’t even mention toads.
Holly: did you think “woad” was a typo?
No, not really. I just have an odd mind that went from woad (I know it’s a blue color made from a plant found most often in the British Isles) to toad strictly because of the spelling. My mind wouln’t let me alone about it so I had to write what I did. Enslaved by silliness, that’s me.
The way your mind worked is certainly not odd for anyone on this site! I had to ask, because of the sudden change of theme. The important thing is that your take on it brought some interesting replies.
Its dangewous to walk on the woad. You should only dwive on the woad.
The little “no feet” sign is a bit worrisome. Do we have to leave our feet in the car? Do they provide wheelchairs for the footless visitors? Or do they mean “no bare feet”? Feet with shoes are okay, but shoeless feet are not? But this isn’t a restaurant or museum or even a Walmart (bless ‘em)…it’s outdoors.
Don’t worry about it too much. It’s just a footnote.
AAAAARGH! *clonk*
I think this is the elephant walkway. Watch where you step.
How do you know when an elephant’s been in your refrigerator, PG?
Footprints in the butter!
[boom boom boom tish]
Hey! I leave for a few minutes and my butter is flattened and my chocolate peanut butter brownies are missing.
Roses are Red
My feet are Blue
Don’t step on the Grass
Or we’ll beat You
Poetic ain’t I?
Meh, I’ve heard verse.
*Clonk*
maybe it’s a metaphor…?
for what I have no idea.
Doesn’t matter. I never metaphor I didn’t like.
But have you met a five?
Often. Unfortunately, though, I rarely meet tens.
Watch out for elevens.
Since I learned what elvers are, I watch out for them! As well as Elvis impersonators, and elevators where no up and downing is allowed. I think this site is ruining whatever mental health I had in the first place!
No, John, no mental health is being ruined here…just heavy dollops of whimsy and foolishness are being added. I really missed Engrish funny for the last few weeks while helping my youngest daughter get remarried. The nuptials and reception are over and I have a bad case of heartburn and swollen feet but I’m happily reading Engrish again!
A twelve to that!
My foot wasn’t blue on the bottom to start with.
So your foot is a mandrill now?
I thought they have bright red bottoms? Like baboons? That’s the main reason that I never wanted to upgrade the old Flying Teapot to a early 2000s model (the GSXF750) – the tail light assembly looked like an angry baboon’s bottom.
Is this a “finish the haiku” contest? What’s the prize?
You win some internets, of course!
I can’t be too forgiving forever; my feet are turning blue.
Master Shredder won’t like this….