To Study All Known Colonies
Pleonasms get me down
Towards the break of day
When thoughts turn to new-mown hay
And faces turn to frown
To my dismay
Litotes leaves me not unmoved
Although I should explain
That thoughts turn around my brain
That cannot quite be proved
To be in vain
Neologisms clogue my wryne
When freezing in the rain
And though the dandring-hust be plain
In Humpty-Dumpty's line
I'm the stain
I wish I'd studied how to parse
When I could have my way
With different maidens every day
In other people's cars
But not today
Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Chevalier. |
Poem finished: | 31st August 2005 by Roland. |