The Frictionless Vol-au-vent
This is now
A situation, up with which I will not put
Ask me how
I most prefer to shoot myself in foot
On a dhow
Sailing by
Tate Modern, onto which I will not climb
Ask me why
This word without a 'b' can form a rhyme
If not three
Witches' brew
A soup of which I won't be any part
Ask me who
Was first to put the horse behind the cart
In a zoo
Near South Ken
A place of which North Barbie oft abuts
Ask me when
I realized that I was dating sluts
Like most men
Contributors: | Kansas Sam, Evan, Beefy, Helen Owly, Apsley, Roland, F, TG. |
Poem finished: | 16th February 2005 by F. |