Another Hairless Igloo Objects
Replace mine injured planet
With a dish of rice
It's how the Lord began it
With a terraform device
Plus two bowls of custard
Though one would have sufficed
Return mine injured ferret
With a rabbit's eye
It's hard to see the merit
Of a ferret, by-the-by,
Unless you want to wear it
Or bake it in a pie
Reject mine injured earring
With a begging bowl
Or something less endearing
Which has crawled out of a hole
Into a bright clearing
Beyond the southern Pole
Repair mine injured cooking
while stoats dance in the nude
There's surely no harm looking
up the sphincters of the crude
It staves off double-booking
And prevents us being booed
Contributors: | Roland, Apsley, Beefy, Glider, fester, P, baguette, zontar, Zontar. |
Poem finished: | 24th August 2002. |