Culling Ear-Trumpets by the Ganges
When Nylon paves the way for silk
Hungry thieves go hunting milk
When aspartame precedes honey
My sense of vision all goes funny
When vinyl goes for finest hide
I lose all sense of personal pride
When plastic stands in place of wood
I eat a lot more than I should
When lager moves ahead of ale
I judge it quite beyond the pale
When doggerel takes over verse
Our joint effusions can't get worse
When to the summons of sweet Time's court
I'll have another glass of port
| Contributors: | Roland, Apsley, dkb, loaf. |
| Poem finished: | 5th October 2001. |