Blossom On Most Wintry Afternoons
How blistering your prose, how Jovian your style
How withering your wit, how treacherous your guile
Gore Vidal and Mencken
Could only watch and smile
How piercing your thoughts, how consummate your skill
How acid-tipped your barbs, how razor-sharp your quill
D. Parker and Voltaire
Your shoes, they could not fill
How scorching are your jibes, how caustic your ripostes
How desolate the cringing wretch whom your tart pen accosts
Sam Goldwyn and Y. Berra
Applaud your wintry frosts
Contributors: | F, N, Beefy, Kansas Sam. |
Poem finished: | 4th September 2004 by F. |