The Denouement Of Vermicelli
The blank screen gazes remorselessly back
As we sit among our sisters in a size 6 sack
Waiting for the sky to turn completely black
As the Underground Armies advance their attack
The screen, you'll note, stays relentlessly blank
As we trundle through the trenches in a ten-ton tank
Waiting for the tidings from the ships that sank
As the Underwater Navies start to smell a bit rank
We sit and gaze for hours at the still-blank screen
As we bounce along the boundary with a black-eyed bean
Waiting for the moment when the world turns green
And the Underrated Airforce beats our tambourine
| Contributors: | Beefy, Roland, P, TG. |
| Poem finished: | 2nd July 2004 by TG. |