Archive for May 6th, 2008

Sitting on the desolation row,
I looked at the captain’s tower.
Pound and Eliot were not seen,
perhaps gone home having got tired.
The poisonous words were still floating around,
the lover boy done in by them.
Cinderella was sweeping the shining floor
shedding a tear at the pumpkin rotten.
The forces were out there lying in wait,
keeping a tight watch over the bait.
For they [...]