Amusing-Esoteric
"Necromancy doesn't work," my uncle used to say
In times before the Necromancers carried him away
They put him in a suitcase that the Masons used to use
Then sealed him in a box and sent him on a cruise
He thought it was so kind of them, so pure and whole and chaste:
When all he really needed was nothing but a taste;
He got that taste, he took a bite, and with despair did cry
In forty-seven years since then, I've often wondered why
So: yer actual Mumbo-Jumbo (or your Casting of the Runes)
Might thwart your expectations, once in a myriad moons!
| Contributors: | Alan Smithee, loaf, Apsley, Curt!, Beefy, E Greejius. |
| Poem finished: | 9th March 2001. |