Surlaw Sha'n't Contribute Veterinary Vouchers
Perhaps I'm not so odd
Although a vicious sod
With few redeeming signs
But a heart that never tires
Of life between the lines
Where the engine's weary fires
All gutter in the glow
Send a sheen upon the snow
With few redeeming flames
To greet the cheery morn
With quite insulting names
To paralyse the dawn
But, then again, I'm strange
My visage lined with mange
And other signs of age
And alcohol abuse
And bouts of helpless rage
- But here is my excuse:
I heard the song they played
And drank their lemonade
Yet, though their song sang me,
And made me their refrain
I thought that I never could be
No should be so again
Contributors: | Surlaw, Apsley, Shipp, posing. |
Poem finished: | 6th November 2002. |