Stories, Confabulations and Tears
Bright she was
And full of grace
Shining in the dawn
As she sang so sweetly
Thoughts of Dennis Wheatley
Filled my mind that morn
Thoughts bizarre and base.
Blood there was
Upon her face
Dripping at the jowl
As she screamed so loudly
Thoughts of St.John Rowdleigh
Filled my mind with foul
And rampant lines of verse.
Dark he was
And full of punch
Welter-weight and fly
As his deadly left hook
Thoughts of Captain Cook
Filled up my mind's eye
Like a small, free lunch
Golden-eyed
Goal denied!
Thus the weary poet wends his way...
Contributors: | Roland, fester, Apsley, P, loaf, Fatty, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 25th November 2000. |