Unhappy Stampede
Now, here's a story
with words like crushed snowflakes.
So, sit back and have a listen.
Open the inside of your mind:
Once upon a time; long, long ago and far away
So far away, indeed, we never hear what happens there
I was sitting on the hotseat at the gates of hell,
With heels like baked alaska
And who before my eyes did appear;
I don't know; I'd never seen him before
It was Bill Clinton with a blue dress on.
You never know what's happening
Till you sink and burn
Hoping someone will put you out of your misery
Or at least give you food
With a big spoon to eat it up
Contributors: | Curt!, stephanie, Apsley, ellie2, P, TG, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 24th January 2001. |