If a copper comes a cropper on the crapper,
And his doctor is definitively dapper,
Can that copper have a kipper with his cuppa,
And a single soggy sandwich for his supper?
If a brewer is bequeathed a balding bantam,
And fearfully frows farvings at a phantom,
Can that brewer brew a better batch of bitter,
And fiiddle-like become forever fitter?
If man is made mad master over monkey,
And finds fast friends forensically funky,
Can God and man made manacled by marriage,
Conceive a crooked copper in a carriage?
If a writer writes wise words of wildest wonder,
Through time to tintinnabulate and thunder,
Can that writer ride a whiter winter wherry,
On ABC to earn himself a cherry?
Comments
Nathan Bednarek | September 23, 2008 - 17:07
This is great. The alliteration is in perfect harmony with the rhythm and the choice of words is wonderful.
Well done.
Nathan.
FTSE100 | September 23, 2008 - 19:07
Thank you, Nathan. I take that as a great compliment, coming from somebody who writes real poetry. God bless you!
Nathan Bednarek | September 23, 2008 - 23:36
Wow... and thank you! It was so nice of you to say that. God bless you too! ;-)
tcook | September 25, 2008 - 17:55
Oh yes he can - for a poet pining piously for pie,
needs cherries as his berries are awry.
FTSE100 | September 25, 2008 - 21:29
Thanks, Tony. So that's how you get cherries - by begging for them! I do indeed pine for pie, but my berries are not in the least awry. Not last time I looked, anyway.