Mouldy, They Said
That artichoke they gave me
When I came up for bail
Tasted most unpleasant,
Like a mildewed pheasant,
With no-one there to save me
From life in Reading Gaol
That artichoke
| Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, loaf, Beefy, P. |
| Poem finished: | 23rd July 2002. |