[Drawsing]

Heavy, man..

Let me try one.

Potted meat and liver cheese,
Fly away in your best non-flammable pajamas.
Its against the law to smack your granny.
Stomp on a fish stick, stomp on a fish stick.
Quoth the mongoose, "Nevermore".

[youngidiot]

Potted meat and liver cheese,
Fly away in your best non-flammable pajamas.
Its against the law to smack your granny.
Stomp on a fish stick, stomp on a fish stick.
Quoth the mongoose, "Nevermore".

That's outstanding. My life just changed.

[Lesforlife]

After scratching my head in absolute amazement as she
delivered her “poem” this am, I at least had a great laugh
with the FR versions!

Thanks

[DonGrafico]

Potted meat and liver cheese, Fly away in your best non-flammable pajamas. Its against the law to smack your granny. Stomp on a fish stick, stomp on a fish stick. Quoth the mongoose, "Nevermore".

Wow!

This amazing poem moves to interrogate the image of non-flammable pajamas, as someone in the poem called Donna recognises this as her sleepwear. The girl thinks: "This can not be my sleepwear." But it is. The pajamas call to her, but the girl is struck dumb. The potted meat and liver cheese cry: "Girl? Stomp on a fish stick, stomp on a fish stick." But there can be no answer, no mongoose. Nevermore.

You are a brilliant poet, and brilliantly in tune with the new president.