Screaming by Rote
A random collection of words
Is a wonderful thing to behold
pork thy minim stipend brew!
As we have oft been told
By flocks of bees and birds
know fork which up mandrake coup!
A mindless detraction from frost
Is a wonderful thing to be told
-- But meteorology sucks!
And dross is more common than gold.
What's found is not what's lost
A goose is no more than it plucks
A thoughtless ecxursion to Rome
Is a wonderful thing for a gnome
For travel broadens the mind!
The strangest young waitress, I find,
Is not apt to tell the police
They've strayed from the patterns of peace
An email discussion on frogs
Will soon have me packing my clogs
For an erotic tour of Amsterdam
With Becky and, perhaps, with Sam
Since she's the one whose bosom heaves
At coffee grounds and wet tea leaves
A blinding indifference to mirth
Is the sign of a mind out of tune
With the rhythm and peace of the earth
And betokens a soul quite forsook
By the misty delights of the moon
And the thrilling delights of the book
Contributors: | Peter WRC, KT, P, Grayman, Roland, The Agent Apsley, Dame Celia Volestrangler, Elizabeth, Binky Huckaback, TG, El Tel. |
Poem finished: | 14th December 1999. |