Bartók's Drawing-Room
In a dream, I bit off my boss's leg
And three elbows grew in its place
Then he was abducted by aliens
Who lived in the side of his face
Every day they would eat more of his brain
While he would be gorging on them
Thus it was that he renounced the name Garold
And settled for being called Clem
That dream ... it was long-hence forgotten
When sporelets of their mother sought release
Behind all anfractuous flowerets?
I never could figure it out
What a muppet, huh?
Contributors: | fester, Roland, loaf, Apsley, Anon., E Greejius, Beefy. |
Poem finished: | 31st October 2001. |