Big Man Devours Helicopter's Emptiness
I made a little omelette with a single serpent's egg
I spiced it with a little pinch of time
But when I came to serve it, all the diners had to beg
For I was in a tango with a lime
You made a little basket with a single length of twine
You hung it from the lamp-post by the bed
But when it came to night-time, and you gave the secret sign
The cord snapped and it fell down on your head
He made a little promise with a simple cross-my-heart
He broke it with the twinkling of an eye
As if it were a nothing that man from moose could part
And leave beneath the cold Alaskan sky
We made a little progress with the single-decker bus
We took it to the terminus at Crewe
We scuppered it and squandered it and filled it up with pus
And left astride a rabid kangaroo
You made a little princess with a single night of love
Despite the best precautions that you knew
But when she gained majority, and push then came to shove
The promises she made you proved untrue.
Contributors: | Roland, TG, The Agent Apsley, KT, Grayman, P. |
Poem finished: | 12th February 2000. |