If They Reversed The Creosote
It didn't have to end this way
And so, my friends, she ate the hake
Bones, scales and all, much to my dismay
My fish got blended in the cake
Which came to take the plate away
When rent asunder by neglect
'Tis time to pause for all to heed
For when the atmosphere is wrecked
The ozone layer will softly bleed
(At least the last we checked)
Contributors: | Padfoot, Anon., Apsley, Kansas Sam, loaf, Francine, Beefless. |
Poem finished: | 6th November 2003 by Anon.. |