The Caretaker Who Cried Wolf
When once I bumped a smallish man
Who irked me, from the quay
Where, brandished high, a talisman
Did cause it to decay
Apace, unlike dear Caliban
He swore and threatened me
He'd pound me into marzipan
And sting me with a bee
I squared my shoulders then and said
"So bring it on, you pimp!"
His smallish face turned beetish red
His lips began to crimp
I yanked then on his tiny tie
Did the Moe/Shemp eye-poke
He thereupon unzipped his fly
(Though small, his thang weren't shy folk)
When I turned round, a giant form
Upbraided me in French
Sacré bleu! A smallish swarm
Of wasps, and Judy Dench
An alter ego of the Dame
Like Vera Charles to Auntie Mame
But doubled up in two,
Could this be You-Know-Who?
| Contributors: | Helen Owly, loaf, Apsley, Kevin Andrew Murphy, Chevalier, Kansas Sam, F, Reg, Arnold the Sly Ape. |
| Poem finished: | 29th June 2006 by Arnold the Sly Ape. |