Poem Archive

I fed my pig on pineapples
A fruit she really loved to savour
And when we ate her, Sunday last
She had a porcupiney flavour

The cannibals are cooking
(Again) – cordon bleu surprise
The missionaries from Lourdes
Make fine frogs’ legs and great french fries

I’m going to save electricity
I’ll start with a meagre amount
I’m taking a 40 watt bulb to the bank
To open a current account!