Start The Timeclock Earlier
Friday evening's nearly here
Yet Monday morning beckons
And everywhere, the sound of people
Each his hours to freedom reckons
We who cling to Albions shores
Or haunt the barrier islands
He who shot and murdered Prawns
Has killed this poem's rhyme scheme
Contributors: | Beefy, Roland, snood, IreneAdler, wah, Nigel Sly, Anon.. |
Poem finished: | 27th September 2003. |