The things that niggle...
Jun. 2nd, 2013 08:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreamflowerOne of my most favorite gifts I got at Christmas last year was the cast recording of The Lord of the Rings musical.
And I absolutely adore "The Road Goes On"; it's one of my favorite arrangements.
But there's one verse that both amuses and exasperates me. Tell me what is wrong with this?
Sweet pink trout
Tickled from a stream
Milk a goat,
Churn it into cream.
My answer is behind the cut, after some spoiler space, so you can guess the answer if you want to, before you look at mine.
Are they going to stuff the poor goat into a churn and try to make cream from her? Poor goat! 'Cause that's what it sounds like!
And you can't "churn cream". You put milk into a churn, to make BUTTER not cream! The cream's already in the milk if it hasn't been skimmed.
Why can't my silly brain just let it go and accept it as poetic license? *rolls eyes at self*
And I absolutely adore "The Road Goes On"; it's one of my favorite arrangements.
But there's one verse that both amuses and exasperates me. Tell me what is wrong with this?
Sweet pink trout
Tickled from a stream
Milk a goat,
Churn it into cream.
My answer is behind the cut, after some spoiler space, so you can guess the answer if you want to, before you look at mine.
Are they going to stuff the poor goat into a churn and try to make cream from her? Poor goat! 'Cause that's what it sounds like!
And you can't "churn cream". You put milk into a churn, to make BUTTER not cream! The cream's already in the milk if it hasn't been skimmed.
Why can't my silly brain just let it go and accept it as poetic license? *rolls eyes at self*