Whiskers of Anonymity
Keep your vigil - face the facts
No-one here likes tesseracts
Know your limits: eat less cheese
No-one here like OAPs
Stretch the limit - be extreme
No-one here likes clotted cream
Boil your head - be a dear
No one likes the taste of fear
Stalk a monger-'til he sighs,
No-one like your alibis
Eat a biscuit - on the moon
No-one here will be here soon
Take my photo - don't be shy
No-one likes you if you cry
Try a smile - it isn't hard
It sure beats eating porkback lard!
Quit the catwalk - stem the flow
No-one needs that after-glo,
Claim your rebate: fill the forms
Hold your breath, maintain the norm!
Imitate the rest of us!
No-one needs that frilly fuss,
Be an angel - there's a sweet,
Scratch that place atop my feet.
Find some passion - with a fish?
No-one likes that limp hand grasp
Mate with mongols and with tripe
Let it all disintegrate ...
|Contributors:||P, Roland, Stacy, The Agent Apsley, Kent, Scully|
|Poem finished:||20th March 1998|