When It's When
An addictive personality
Likes the thrill of something old
It verges on banality
When the wind blows icy cold
An anal-retentive persona
Likes the feel of something tidy
And wants to be the owner
Of a mssive festal hide, he
Spends his time compulsively
Repeating things, repeating
Things often and impulsively
His brain cell needs deleting
| Contributors: | ellie, fester, Apsley, Hamish, Grayman. |
| Poem finished: | 9th June 2000. |