Lament Not The Passing Of Haliborange
Twenty past midnight, I want to go home
Though both of the concerts were grand
The acoustics were great in St. Peter's Dome
Who knew he had such a great band?
Ten past eleven, I want to withdraw
Though both of the consorts were sweet
And I knew that neither was wearing a bra
I could see by the great lack of heat
Five past ten, I want to bow out
Though both of my concepts are true
And which makes me, I know, a helluva lout
But I'd still rather be me than you
Contributors: | Beefy, Roland, F, Big Andy, Kansas Sam, willh. |
Poem finished: | 29th December 2003 by Anon.. |