Stapling Matilda (Augustinian Ballade)
Poet slain with paper knife
Rapist torn apart
Cudgels for the errant wife
For her man, a tart
Cinnamon, where will you run?
Mace, what wilt season?
Father Time sequesters none
And Basil knows no reason
Poet slain with paper knife
Papist in the stocks
Tearducts running for his life
Around old Plymouth Docks
Cardoman, what compass-point
Draws you back from sea?
Carpenter, what dove-tail joint
Will you make for me?
Poet slain with paper knife
Crêpist in the dock
Battered baby, seed of strife
When Satan watches clock
Caraway, who keeps the time?
Whose, the second-hand?
Blind Pugh forbears to rhyme
His oversights seem planned
Poet slain with paper knife
Grape is trod to dust
Sounds of tuba, drum and fife
Leave miners all non-plussed
Coriander, what's the point?
Lost, the magic blend
That eases every joint
Asunder in the end
Contributors: | Surlaw, Apsley, Shipp. |
Poem finished: | 30th December 2001. |