Autocratic Penitent
Sailing down the seventh stream
Towards the seventh sun
Her transcendental yearnings were past fear
Sifting through the shifting sands
thinking of distant lands
And shrugging off the question Why We're Here
Barking at a distant moon
Howling at the heavenly sphere
In a bowl of soup
Helping to divine the End of Days
Whistling in the ill wind
Behind the Parthenon
With Dante's old shade
(Alternatively, I could go and get a life ....)
Trouncing a hated old git
Screaming, "Hey you there! You're in a snit!"
Would render us complete
| Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Anon., Stacy Alexander, melinda, E Greejius, fester, Katy, Beefy, Jeannie Boniecki. |
| Poem finished: | 29th January 2003. |