Prey Letters
I wandered lonely as a clod
And floated through the havens
I felt at one with my dear God
And several other mavens
I wandered happy as a lark
And flew just like a turtle
And as I was quite naked, stark
Whilst dating my friend, Myrtle
I wandered stumbling like a drunk
And fell into the gutter
I'd had tee many noops, methunk
And many a sarky cutter
Contributors: | Randy, N, F, Beefy, Dass't Say. |
Poem finished: | 4th August 2003. |