22 Catheters Soaked By Circumstance
Who could resist
To burst a cyst
To lance the public boil?
With its heady toil and moil
When it's half un-kissed
We sha'n't desist
This rigmarole
Who can explain
The human brain
That sits inside our head?
If we leave it on the bed
We shall soon be sane
And will remain
Entirely whole
Who could object
Or end up wrecked
To know what we have known?
With nothing but a groan
And a smile to infect
And a laugh to dissect
The hapless mole
Contributors: | loaf, Apsley, Chevalier, P. |
Poem finished: | 11th May 2006 by Roland. |