Businessman In Loose Flannels
Watch out for my claim
For I, like you, have little shame
We feel much the same
When in our coffin
Watch out for my keys
For I, like you, take little ease
We share a disease
With an old boffin
Yet when I expire
Strapped to a wire
I know I'll regret
That last cigarette
Be wary of my aunt
Of men on the stairs
Or rhyming 'will' with 'sha'n't'
And suchlike affairs
Be wary of my niece
And chide not my gran
For rubbing in grease
At the foot of the stairs
Yet when I depart
Strapped to a cart
I know you'll recall
The thrill of it all
Contributors: | Roland, P, loaf, Apsley, Beefy, Grayman, Ged. |
Poem finished: | 15th April 2004 by Anon.. |