Looking Lively And Feeling Crap
Can this be it? Can Spring be here?
Do I detect a swelling?
I'm glad to see you, too, my dear
Though kindly cease your yelling
I'd like to gesture in your ear
With this, my new machete
Wait, darling, let me pour a beer
Upon you on the settee
That ought to quell your appetite
Why, thank you, sweetie, yes
So do not ask to stay the night
In this godawful mess
Can this be it? Can night have come?
Is that your lunch I'm smelling?
No, darling--my, but you are dumb!
'Tis merely dawn expelling
Contributors: | TG, dok, Erie, Apsley, loaf, erie, Roland. |
Poem finished: | 26th April 2004 by Apsley. |