Marrying Kine
In this ballet, cochineal
Will every stitch reveal;
Even though the set's unreal
And no one really has the feel.
In this opera, vermouth
Will numb the aching tooth
Yet it shan't reveal the truth
How could it be so uncouth?
In this mimelet, eau de vie
Will be the death of me
Even though the plaintiff's plea
Is lost beneath the Arctic sea
In this portrait, Geoffrey C.
That hapless youth
Who is the very death of me
Male monument to patchouli
Is dining in Duluth
In this ballad, Rory Jones
Will come across a pile of bones
And send them spinning out to sea
Farther than a whale can see,
In this epic, Roland bold
Will catch a cold
(or so I'm told)
if still unsold
| Contributors: | Roland, The Agent Apsley, TG, Stacy, P. |
| Poem finished: | 18th November 1998. |