We Flee Toward The Far Journey
It is time, I think we'd all agree,
To carpool in my sweet new SUV
We'll leave the traffic far behind
And gnaw upon a lemon rind
To prove that we no longer mind
The tartness of the acid rain
It brings but little pain to such as we
I've topped the tank, as follows Nature's plan,
And stocked up with some jerkey and seitan
And now shoot forth, full speed ahead
Don't look back but take some bread
Remember, you're a long time dead
So seize the day and breathe the air
And sunbathe nude to get that even tan
Envoi:
To walk is fine, to drive sublime
But writing verse? A waste of time ...
Contributors: | Beefy, Kansas Sam, erie, D, caz, (trad), loaf. |
Poem finished: | 21st May 2004 by Beefy. |