During Gordon's Last Gloaming
Apostles of the menopause
Are quite often appalling bores
Their retrograde assumptions lack coherence
They tend to judge based solely on appearance
They have the most amazing cheek
They curse the strong and smite the weak
They isolate their idle impositions
And emulate our scurrilous physicians
Their tracts are lengthy and obscure
Their tenets tedious and impure
Unlike the fascist dictates of the right wing
They never even try to do the right thing
Pamphlets printed on the hoof
Or mottoes bellowed from the roof
Are just the products of such pure indulgence
waiting to be displayed and bought for inteligence
The truth, however, rarely stings
The alligator as he sings,
His scaly back deflects all dissertations
And he's immune to any remonstrations
Contributors: | Roland, fester, loaf, Apsley, P, Beefy, lary. |
Poem finished: | 10th July 2002. |