Conference for Solo Banjo
I sent a parcel trhough the post?
Of half-eaten bread sticks
(Half-eaten sideways, you comprehend)
I sent Marcel a pot of glue
In a brown leather wrapper
(Brown leather sideways, you understand)
I scent a castle in the air
On an island made of clouds
(It smells of Irish beef, I maintain)
I centre Darcey Bussel's pumps
On cushions soft and fat and free
(They smell of Irish beef, I believe)
Ascend the rascal's winding stair
Through a maze of rubber filth
(It's rubber filth, sideways, that I smell)
I censor Pascal's final thoughts
With erasers made in Spain
(They're made in Spain, sideways, I believe)
Contributors: | Apsley, Tel, fester, Beefy, toolkit. |
Poem finished: | 1st October 2002. |