Thwarted By Occam
Don't invade us till the dawn,
Fake a necklace from our spawn
We're the beast on whom you fawn
Quell us in your silent mode
Telegraph us in Morse code
Praise us in your palinode
Leave us in the afterglow
Of the aimless to-and-fro
Recomputing what we know
Contributors: | Apsley, loaf, erie, Roland, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 8th May 2004 by Anon.. |