Hearts, Like Crystals, Dissolve into Nothingness
"Finesse the Queen! Finesse the Queen!"
So halfwits roar,
"Impress the dean! Remove his spleen!"
The surgeons bore.
Remove his spleen! The surgeon's keen!
Thus spake the dean;
The scalpel's been! Out comes the spleen!
Dean's blood was seen.
God save the Queen! She's turning green!
Black Rod intoned;
Down falls the Queen! She saw the spleen!
The people groaned...
Contributors: | Beefy, Apsley, dan, fester. |
Poem finished: | 28th May 2002. |