The Authors of Unsettled Remains
On Spoonbill we all write in verse
I think it's some strange kind of curse
We spend all our time
Trying to rhyme
But our poetry only gets worse
The "Show Authors" thing shows one's sin
A factoid you really can't spin
But some of us feel
It ain't a big deal
So don't let it happen again
Sam is our resident watchdog
He's keeping a most detailed spoon log
Recording our crimes
Our dubious rhymes
And unscanning lines he will flog
"No soup for you!", said the Czar
"Nor beer when you sit at the bar"
"Instead you'll get shots"
"And underworld plots"
"Like those guys in trunk of my car"
I'm thinking I don't want to rhyme
(Then why did you use the word "I'm"?)
Perhaps royal "we?"
(No, that one's for me)
Well, aren't we full of ourselves?
| Contributors: | N, F, Kansas Sam. |
| Poem finished: | 26th September 2003. |