Sausages in Strangeness
A man in blackface wandered into the hall
And lay on his back in confusion
He wondered if the audience could stand to fall
Or bear a bloody transfusion
All the while the Captain fought the stall
Of a seagoing brand of confusion.
While all the confused penguins looked on in awe
And reckoned with nuclear fusion
The Captain looked confused in the frightful pitch and yaw
At least it was just an illusion
The actors stood onstage, while the Raven found his caw
And pecked at an extrusion
The muscle-man was thinking with is hand upon his jaw
and the Intellectual wandered in confusion
The shaman greeted jungle's dawn - his synapses raw
and the animus stared in consternation at his protrusion
Contributors: | Tron, Roland, The Agent Apsley, Stacy, TG, cheezwizzard. |
Poem finished: | 8th June 1998. |