Every Third Word Recited Effortlessly (Canticle )
"A pox upon thee, wretched cur!"
"Never darken my towels again!" (G. Marx)
Thus spake the seraph
"I prithee, canst thou spare a dime?"
Until my postal order comes
Cold nights in Soho
"A shave and a haircut--two bits!"
Cut all the cackle and show us your wares
Thus saith the Lord
"It was like that when I got here"
Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn
And so say all of us
| Contributors: | Evan, F, (trad), Beefy. |
| Poem finished: | 14th December 2004 by F. |