The Better To Infiltrate Someone's Affections
I never saw you in a dream
Nor smelt you on the breeze
And yet, in fortune's wayward scheme
Your brilliant toothies, all agleam,
Could make the darkest raincloud seem
A sassy, flirty tease
I see you in my dental chair
With deftly-polished fangs
And think you to be something else
That ought not to be there
You shun all kind of pattern
That history has endorsed
Except of General Patten
Who studied Caesar's Latin
Until he was food-forced
The sassy, flirty slattern
Henceforth you'll bow and call me Hamm
Neglect my every need
And bring me in a wheeléd lamb
Which, parked adjacent to my pram
And pills, is all I really need
By way of mascot, stooge or steed
I don't desire to pull your teeth
Those deftly-polished fangs
Make me dream of Martinique
And choose your wreath
I never dreamt I'd see you thus
Bedecked with satay sauce
Speadeagled in the camper-'bus
As if an ancient blunderbuss
Had sent you home as dross
For, in conclusion, poets say
Supercalifragilistic
One tomorrow, one today
Their meaning's somewhat mystic
Contributors: | Roland, Beefy, Kansas Sam, Karin, loaf, Apsley, Grayman, Anon.. |
Poem finished: | 10th February 2004 by Anon.. |