Words That Fail MOTs
Preserve us from another bout
Of that which we can do without
Of ritual and rigmarole
Of rhyming couplet folderol
And all that crap!
Oh, save us from another round
Of foolish dross that would astound
Of formulas and platitudes
Of Anglo-Saxon attitudes
And all that tripe!
Lord shield us from all balderdash
From pseudoscience; new-age trash
From pyramids, magnetism
From therapy by hypnotism
And all that dreck!
Contributors: | loaf, F, Roland, Ethetran, Apsley, N. |
Poem finished: | 25th November 2003 by Anon.. |