Shaking Moon Teabag
There was a spoonbiller so svelte
She ate not a crumb that she smelt
She got so damn thin
That the jeans she was in
Hit the floor when she tightened her belt
There was a spoonbiller so shrewd
He saved each teabag that he brewed
The tea got so weak
He gave it a tweak
Then did something terribly lewd
There was a spoonbiller so slick
He typed with a sharpened toothpick
Never missing a key
Quite the poet was he
Enough to make anyone sick
There was a spoonbiller so smart
The tune "Ode to Joy" he could fart
He'd eat lots of beans
Wear tight-fitting jeans
And then the concert would start
Contributors: | Francine, Kansas Sam, Ethetran, Padfoot, Karin, Apsley, Nym, N. |
Poem finished: | 7th November 2003 by Anon.. |