Vacuity's Gin Rots One's Pudenda
'Just the place for a Snark!', the Boatman cried
'What? Here? In Woolworths?' I replied
'But this is the place that the last Snark died!'
(Shot full of lead, most in the head
We soon decided he was dead)
'Just the place for a Snark,' the Boatman said
As he filled his boots with high-class lead;
I snarled "Can't you hear? The last one's DEAD!"
He shook once his head, with remorse and grief
(He'd succeeded the Bellman as Snarkist-In-Chief).
'Just the place for a Snark!!', the Boatman roared
"When we catch it we'll truss it with silken cord".
And these words he uttered to his noble lord
While piping 10 litres of cream aboard
(Such were the goods he could afford)
Contributors: | The Agent Apsley, fester, madge, Apsley, E Greejius, Grayman. |
Poem finished: | 31st March 2000. |