Visions Of Shouting Greengrocers
Last night I had the strangest dream
The strangest dream had I
I was adrift upon a stream
Of radon gone awry
When suddenly, I had to scream
At least, I had to try
Alas, an errant laser beam
Had drained my throat quite dry
Last week I saw the weirdest sight
The weirdest sight saw I
A carthorse, dangling from a kite
Was floating 'cross the sky
I followed it all through the night
Then lured it down with pie
And then it took a massive bite
Out of my one good eye
Last month I heard the oddest sound
The oddest sound heard I
The howling of a mad hellhound
My pants did not stay dry
I threw myself upon the ground
And took a swig of rye
And then some gin I quickly downed
To drown that hellish cry.
| Contributors: | F, Beefy, Kansas Sam, Karin, willh. |
| Poem finished: | 29th November 2004 by F. |