Holy Things Always Worry Women
Who will search
My body cavities?
A cleaner wrasse
Of leaner mass
Shuns such depravities
Yet I crave
The taste of anchovies
A fishy paste
Would go to waste
Perhaps pigeon coveys?
| Contributors: | (KR), F, Grayman, Beefy, Roland, Apsley, N. |
| Poem finished: | 11th October 2004 by Roland. |