Leave Meetings Behind
A slice of bread, varinshed with wax,
A item which nobody sensible lacks
An item that no-one on earth would disdain
Provided that they've got a functioning brain
But what if the cranium harbours a void?
The poor fool might not know the joys of waxed bread!
Or be able to count syllables...
O rhave any acquaintacnce at all with the concept of rhyme
Sensible folk wax their own bread
Since prices of surfboards done filled us with dread -
Waxed bread is much better than surfboards, we know
Not why we crave all that mouldy old dough!
Contributors: | Apsley, P, Roland, fester, Padmavyuha, Mary. |
Poem finished: | 17th November 2001. |