The Halibut Swears To Attack
Majestic as a pikestaff was old Jim,
None of the other fleas was quite like him
None of the other fleas knew how to swim
In his wee tuxedo he looked so trim
(The result of months spent at the gym)
Horrific as an ogre was old Max
He used to stuff the fleas in tiny sacks
And sell them to the circus across the tracks
Where their names were branded on their backs
And their hairs were tortured off with wax
As caustic as a viper was old Dave
At once his fellow fleas he vowed to save
He called on Jim to lead the first great wave
to murder Max with Burma-Shave
And send him to an early grave
| Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Dassn't Say, F, Beefy, Irene Adler, Ethetran, Kevin Andrew Murphy. |
| Poem finished: | 22nd October 2003 by Anon.. |