That Final Catheter
Why not howl at Saturn?
Why not sin on Mars?
Death's recurring pattern
Only subtly jars
One who reminisces
With a pint in hand
One who then dismisses
Servants from within
Spurns a travelling-pin
Hurling filth at Neptune?
Ordures at the Sun?
Life's recurring pep-tune
Ends its final run
For those reminiscing
With a keg of lard
Those who now dismissing
Memories unscarred
Find the ruins barred
Spitting at Uranus?
Dancing wild on Venus?
Purgatory's heinous
For those who mean us
Or our reminiscence
With a swollen hand
Cuff our concupiscence
To the nether drawer
Quoth the Astrowhore.
Planets, moons, and stars
They are all Papa's
Contributors: | Surlaw, Apsley, olaf. |
Poem finished: | 17th March 2007 by Apsley. |