If Shadows Could Jest
Why is it so dark in the middle of this life?
Why does the midwife cavort whilst playing the fife?
Why are so few perverse confessions rife?
Where is my Knife?
Why are the answers all found on the wind?
Why might a pedant avoid the pale tamarind?
Why does the oak refuse to bend?
Who is my friend?
Why must we travel and never look back?
Why must we yawn from our front to our back?
Why does no-one nowadays drink Sack?
What is the priest?
Why ask the mellow to be more severe?
Why think of bread when men can have beer?
Why do these pundits jeer?
Who is the fool?
Why ask the barn-owl to stand on its head?
Why kill a mouse when it's already dead?
Why carry on when there's no more to be said?
| Contributors: | Stacy, The Agent Apsley, Roland, TG. |
| Poem finished: | 26th February 1998. |