Sonnets Lately Despatched
When to the summons of a baker's wife
I once again took up my fife
The versifier said to me alone:
"The drummer's dead, so please go home"
I stood astounded at this sudden news
And sought to share my forthright views
With any who would stay around to hear
Or join me in a modicum of beer
We lamented the drummer's misfortune
And erected a plaque in his name
Many came to stand and stare
And see if the corpse wore clean underwear
Contributors: | Apsley, Fatty, P, Beefy, Curt!, Hamish. |
Poem finished: | 3rd June 2001. |