A Homerian Epic of Anglicans in Peru
There was an old man from Peru
Who hopped like a mad kangaroo
Though he was legless
He sure wasn't begless
He bounced on his sturdy wazoo
There was a dark prince from Persia
Who said, "I hear that she lures ya---"
He drew out his sword
A stout hempen cord
And started to violently curse her
There was a mad hatter named Bruce
Who drank nothing but celery juice
When time came to pee
The rats would all flee
He'd unloose like a beer-drinking moose
I read a dull poet named Carl
And found myself tied in a snarl
His cat's feet were stinky
The fog thing was dinky
I much rather read Roald Dahl
I'd much rather read Nabokov
(I've been told I'm a literary boff)
And yet I don't know
My head from my toe
When I cut my hair, toenails fly off
Dickens is fine but so torpid
Shakespeare, at times, rather morbid
And yet when I read
I humbly concede
I seldom can really absorb it
I once read a novel by Joyce
But mind you, it wasn't my choice
I think he's overrated
And really quite jaded
By now his corpse is quite moist.
The epics of Homer amuse me
What effect do they have on thee?
The Odyssey bores
It's all about wars
And life on the silly old sea
Hemmingway's naught but a hack
As is Stein, his chum, they both lack
A way with the word
And seldom is heard
A complaint that their books miss the rack.
Whatever the tomes you ingest
to tom, you should leave the rest
For life is too short
You must not abort
This poem, it's truly the best!
A Russian Kangaroo from the zoo
Would play upon a kazoo
he'd hop around all mad
annoying his dad
'Twas a lousy career for a roo
Pandora has opened a box
Inside is a crazy old fox
Who has a long dick
It may make her sick
But she's drawn to unusual cocks
| Contributors: | Francine, Nym, unkempt, Anon., Kansas Sam, F, Karin, Nym(K-meet us at QT), Karin (what's QT?), Nym (K see blue), Karin (see my qt post), Nym (hmm..best I could do. |
| Poem finished: | 24th July 2003. |