Sharing Lulu's Breakfast
Guile ... beyond its main intent,
Oft fools those by whom it was meant:
As when the cunning of a scheme
For changing horses in mid-stream
Bewilders the oncoming mount
where no memories recount
The 'notwithstanding ...' or the 'why?'
The horse cries "Nay!" and gallops by
Thus ... when indecision calls
Just grasp it firmly by the balls
Guile ... beyond its main intent,
Oft fools those by whom it was meant:
As when the cunning of a scheme
Reaches the mind and makes the flesh scream
The millers souls account
Of those who seek a small amount
Of Northwest handling, on the Wye
Where journeymen come home to die
Thus ... when indecision reigns
Do as would a Prince of the Danes
Contributors: | loaf, fester, Roland, vilai, trad, Kriss, (trad), marc, David, Beefy, P. |
Poem finished: | 23rd September 2002. |