The Sot-Weed Factor
#1

I am a self-styled poet
and a foppish wit---
given to brashly boast,
if given half-a-chance,
I'd swive Joanie Toast
on a clipper ship, yacht
or captain's terrace.

My sot-factor is a grunt
and callous probe
in the labyrinth
of a mons veneris.

Erewhile
The Marylandiad I'd write,
read John Smith's
Secret Historie,
and dutifully solve
the Sacred-Egg-Plant Mystery

that says man's a jiggling clown
in life's vain farce.
Always bare-bummed,
he's roundly, soundly clipped
athwart the arse.



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#2
I have to admit to enjoying this read - three times.
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#3
just read it once 'cos i'm in a rush; love it (okay like it a lot, will give some feedback later
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#4
Would you use jam to "swive Joanie Toast"? Otherwise it might get a bit crusty.

"the labyrinth of a mons veneris." And here all along I thought it was just an in and out affair!

But if you "solve the Sacred-Egg-Plant Mystery" would man still jiggle, or would he stiffly wave? Tongue


Dale
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?

The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
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#5
i think this has been well and truly arse clipped, i have no constructive comments, 'cept i enjoyed it a lot. too many lines to pick just one so i won't.
no nits from me

thanks for the read.


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