Fracturating Kippers: This Homophonic Harmonium
Meet my typing-tutor
See him pound the keys
Keep unlocked his eye-lids and hear him start to wheeze
Cast his face in pewter
And pray he does not sneeze.
Pester him with questions. Harass him with lies.
Gossip in loud voices as you mock his taste in ties
And his computer
Meet my spelling-checker
With words like a heckler
With words like these we pay with thyme
The Stateside grammar wrecker
Ignores my careful rhyme
...Every damn time
I have to blame Rebecca
And her vile suitor
Meet my old thesaurus
What's a simile for "simile"?
This, I thought was quite a ditty, 'till I saw your reciprocity,
Which, unlike the last submission, is full of frank ferocity
It seems this ditty has gone quite far enough,
We are not weak, but why so tough?
Why do they ignore us?
Through every line they bore us...
Contributors: | Roland, TG, The Agent Apsley, R. Gilknip, Grayman, kayell, R.Gilknip, Becca, nomi, Kayell. |
Poem finished: | 21st June 1999. |