Ever Onward Through Muck
Before the gullet goes to ground
Behind the sheds of bike
The Third Policeman makes his round
Astride a crippled shrike
And sings the old refrain:
A dog stole in the pantry
(So much for Elmer Gantry)
And roundly argued with the cook
Behind th'Exchange of Stock
The Third Policeman takes his book
From depths of deepest hock
And bellows, through his pain:
A mink stole in the dresser
(Was worn by Marie Dressler)
And as the cloisters start to hum
Beneath the shoes of tap
A footless and arrhythmic bum
Will steal the p'liceman's cap
While whooping like a crane:
A systole or a murmur
(Heart-wrenching is Ms. Schermer)
| Contributors: | Roland, Beefy, Apsley, Beckett, F. |
| Poem finished: | 16th February 2005 by Beefy. |