Tombola Parking
When at night I go to sleep
I oftentimes embrace a sheep
And if the beast reciprocates
I feel enriched, anent Bill Gates
And this, in turn, rewards my kin
More often out than in
For I'm a creature of The Deep
When at night I go to sleep
I dream of Moby Dick and me
Having cups of steaming tea
And this, in turn, rewards my lust
As does a mermaid's bust
Salty tears I often weep
As I dream of Meryl Streep
And the restraining order, (sob)
That keeps me here, a drunken slob
And this, in turn, reflects my fate
Oh love do come and don't be late
Envoi
Evening shadows round me creep
(And damn that stinking little sheep!)
Who baaed all night and kept me "up"
My strap's in place: please pass the cup
Contributors: | (trad), Apsley, loaf, F, Chevalier, Nigel Sly, dok, Anon., Jeff Foster, Helen Owly. |
Poem finished: | 1st February 2006 by Anon.. |