Tenacious Loip
"A harsh law, or an honest law?"
Asked the barman, as he saw
The cow chatting with the jackdaw
And a ruffled shaggy pooch shaking his own paw
Or was it the wife of the brother-in-law?
"I never met an honest man"
in my travels 'round the world
Or in my sojouns on the moon
Though hope prevails, we'll get there soon
Maybe around half past noon!
But for now I'm pretending to be a monsoon.
And now my eyes grow slowly dim
I wish I'd never heard of Jim
Or seen the power of his gym
Or sensed his overweening vim
And oh! How I want to win!
I loathe all losing seriatim!
Thus spake the chief of Cherubim
And filled his tankard to the rim
Lest he should miss all life and limb
A prospect most egregious grim!
The nonsense ended suddenly
And not remotely woodenly
For melancholy bade me home
At least I managed to see Rome.
Contributors: | Roland, P, Beth, Shay, The Agent Apsley, Rippacious, best boy, sassy, Anon., Von Rippenhausen, TG, Shen, Rebecca Sharp, Rip. |
Poem finished: | 3rd February 1999. |