National Gnu Stun Atrophy
It was on just a night such as this
That Newton first knew wedded bliss
And surely on the following morn
His bride and he fell all forlorn
For no-one had invented the kiss
For in those days love wasn't the same
You were lucky if you knew her name
You spent your lives in different towns
You lost the use of proper nouns
But no-one knew a thing was amiss
How much better would life be today
If things weren't done a different way
And all our parents' ancient lore
Were catapulted to the fore
And no-one led the children astray
The foetus should not fear the fire,
For as long as his mum's in the choir
And while his father's in the font
His least desire, his slightest want
Is done before the dawn of the day
It is only on days such as these
That Newton rises from his knees
And watches as the cherries fly
Between the clouds that clog the sky
For no-one yet can cure his disease
Until some nostrum or some charm
Can help poor Ike to ward off harm
We'll let the apple tumble down
Ignoring Isaac's worried frown
And let temptation cease ...
Contributors: | TG, Roland, P, Surlaw. |
Poem finished: | 17th February 2002. |