Hopping Around the Fringes
Up, the new down
For those about town,
All furrow and frown
For hate is in season
Malice and treason
Without any reason
Take, the new give
For those who can't live
In cistern or sieve ...
Without the reward
Of settle or sword
For those who are bored
Contributors: | Surlaw, Apsley. |
Poem finished: | 6th December 2001. |