Caramel Christmas
In this wise, the King of Thebes
Before his name was Mud
Incited several hungry grebes
To gorge upon his blood
And, in the grebe-land thereabune,
His pyramids, his pride
Hand-carved from a selected dune
Looked certain to subside
and then the unwise king of thebes
(Before his name was Mud)
Condemned the ballets of Délibes
He called each one a dud
And in the Salons of the Nile
(If any such there be)
He spewed his unrelenting bile
Into the retching sea
And so: before we fall asleep
We will submit more crap
More lines to make a curlew weep
A Christian's patience snap
Ignite the fires of Macedon
Where Mud of Thebes had lain
With all the pow'rs of Poseidon
Before the hurricane
Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Chevalier, brower, p, loaf, F, Ben, awrc. |
Poem finished: | 21st September 2005 by Apsley. |