Eggs And Artillery
The gambler folds his hand and sets his gaze
Anew
His gaze alights on cleavage bound so tight that veins stand out quit blue
Cookie folds cake mix and sets her jellies
Cold
So that the necrophilic bonds outline her swelling breasts
What would he give to win, what take to lose?
A lot
Of time and tribulation, weighed forth in custard-spoons
Where would he go for gain, where for a loss?
Loch Ness
Where in the depths dwell Reggie B, his lobster wife and me
The Spommits on a sojourn by the coast
Of Spon
Mourn for Arabella, squashed by a magic elephant
Called Roger, a good friend of Roland Rat's,
And of
A small insignificant hamster named Stephen
Who probably will never be mentioned
Again
Indeed, by golly, by gosh!
| Contributors: | TG, Apsley, mattusrattus, Hamish, MRQ, Roland, loaf, Nessie, Grayman, fester. |
| Poem finished: | 29th June 2000. |