No Parsley for Matilda's Fruitcake
By chance, are you going my way?
No way, cos you stink of hay!
But you may accompany me
Whilst I finds a place to pee
By chance, there's an excellent spot
Which the walrus completely forgot;
But you are not welcome at all
The carpenter was there at The Fall
By chance, I've a fish up my nose,
Which helps to placate all my foes
But it can't do a thing for my cold,
Or the knights who are old but not bold.
By chance, have you spied my ferret?
It has no particular merit
I guess that you can lick my glove
Since it's the one garment I love
By chance, have you scuttled the sloop?
If not, would you please pass the soup
I like it with crumpets and jam,
Sip and nibble on the tram.
By chance all our lives are enthralled
With the text of the Biblical scrawl,
And yet we are dullards and fools
We try to apply the book's rules.
Contributors: | Stacy, The Agent Apsley, Roland, W.M. Fisher, TG, kd, Capt. B.Fart, Willie Boy, Loaf, Capt. B. Fart. |
Poem finished: | 9th March 1998. |