My Corduroy Mariner, Correspondingly
With skin as pale as honesty
And eyes as black as sin
I snuffed the silver candle
And drained my glass of gin
My heart hung leaden in my chest
My pulse was out of time
The Derringer within my vest
was everything sublime
"Aha," I said, and then, "Oh, no!"
As, through the darkened pane
I glimpsed that wan, familiar form
That bitter, melancholy Dane!
That melancholy Dan ...
With heart as cold as Acheron
And liver hot as hate
He mused upon his father's death
And what should be his fate
A shadow passed across the moon
(In semblance of the king)
While, down below, a doleful tune
the clock began to sing
"To be", he said "or not to be"
"To skip, perchance, to hop"
He went to see his uncle then
But something made him turn and stop
Something made him sto...
With hair as fine as spider's web
And skin as thick as steel
I ventured to the moors again
To find out what was real
The chill wind blew about my face
The ravens croaked and cawed
I saw the Dane was sniggering
A lusty peasant bawd
About a farmer and his wife
Was ranting with a will
Is this a dagger, or a knife
I see it not; I see it still
I see it not; I see it sti..
With voice as chilled as icicles
And rage as warm as soup
I spoke, as did my Derringer
My honour to recoup
A cloud swept gray across the moon
The Dane recoiled in shock
And clutched again his trusty spoon
And picked a second lock
He stumbled off and disappeared
Into the driving rain
Across my eyes the image seared
And left a residue of pain
And left a residue of pai...
Contributors: | Kevin Andrew Murphy, F, loaf, Dassn't Say, Kansas Sam, Roland, Beefy, Ethetran, Irene Adler, Apsley, fester, Fatty. |
Poem finished: | 22nd October 2003 by Anon.. |