Bespoke Chutney for Biggles
Smooth eucalyptus, resinous aura
Subtle and complex as a rare wine
Or merely plonk for plonkers? We must know soon, or
There'll be complaints when it's time to dine.
Bland semolina, turgid molasses
Dank and inspid as a dense fog
Why can't politics be like this always? Tony Blair says
Some blather, like "Rambling Bog."
Moist portobello, sheltering rooftop
Damocles shields for my head.
Michael Portillo, pondering Paxman
Bound on Antarctical sled
Limp fettucine, creamily resting
pesto duvet for my prawns
Which platter to serve it on? Decisions, decisions
Postponed by the absence of croutons
Contributors: | E Greejius, dkb, Kevin Andrew Murphy, Anon., Iain J Coleman, loaf, kevin, Patrick Connors, ambyr. |
Poem finished: | 16th June 2003. |