Beyond Homespun
'It is with most intense regret
That I must inform you all,
Of further possibilities
That have arisen since we met
Last evening, in the hall.
The Albert one, that is,
For, as you know, I haven't yet
Completely figured out which one is his
Or which of them we should recall.
Despite the claims my rival makes
I must inform you still,
That, pending fresh utilities
The bread that brother Billy bakes
Will fester in the mall;
The London one, that is,
But, as you know, I cannot say
One thing that's right: I'm in a tiz
Speaking of fault, I think it's HIS!
'But, as I started to explain,
and I will tell you now,
The moral message must be plain
or else we won't know how...
And then we'll all be at a pass
and I'll feel like a total ass.
Contributors: | Roland, Stacy, P, TG, The Agent Apsley, Call me Ishmael, Loaf. |
Poem finished: | 31st March 1998. |