If You Could Falter
The glamour of a teaspoon
The ego of a shoe
The price of things which cost too much
Or wear their hats askew
The kudos of a hand-towel
The merits of a hat
The shame of items sold half-price
Like softdrink that's gone flat
The id of an accordion
The "je ne sais pas" of chess
The terror of an auctioneer
Whose feet you must caress
The inner life of doormats
The schadenfreude of ice
The eensy weensy tawdry woes
Of a colony of lice
Contributors: | Roland, Hagfish, P, mcb, anon. |
Poem finished: | 23rd June 2003. |