Geometry Crawls Nightwards
Their shop lay in a triangle
Their feet danced in the square
While underneath the Pentagon
The aproned madmen stared
Bewildered in the basement
Stunbling up the stairs
The fog on the mezzanine
The Masons at their prayers
Invoking God's mysterious name
The pyramid, the eye
The strange obsession with a skull
And windows closed on high
They greet each other with a sign
That bears a lovely name
Then they mutter 'Shibboleth'
Else Jephthah has them slain
Contributors: | Roland, TG, Apsley, Curt!, KD, loaf, Mystico, fester. |
Poem finished: | 8th February 2001. |