The Bedouin Crack
Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 8:13 pm
The Bedouin Crack
I heard a tale of Muslim men
Nomad Bedouins, I believe
Who, in the early days
When the cinema was silent
And brand spanking new
Went to town, from the desert,
On a sultry summer night.
They met some market men
Who said, with mounds of animation
And extreme enthusiasm
“You must go to the cinema!”
You won't believe your eyes!
Before you brave the desert dust
“You must go to the cinema!”
They were convinced and went
In their Bedouin garb and gear
And sat attentively watching
This virtual reality.
There was a villain dressed in black
And a damsel in distress
Tied down to the track
And the train was almost there.
The bold brave band of Bedouins
Unsheathed their silver swords
They attacked the man in black.
(And fell into “the Crack”)
I heard a tale of Muslim men
Nomad Bedouins, I believe
Who, in the early days
When the cinema was silent
And brand spanking new
Went to town, from the desert,
On a sultry summer night.
They met some market men
Who said, with mounds of animation
And extreme enthusiasm
“You must go to the cinema!”
You won't believe your eyes!
Before you brave the desert dust
“You must go to the cinema!”
They were convinced and went
In their Bedouin garb and gear
And sat attentively watching
This virtual reality.
There was a villain dressed in black
And a damsel in distress
Tied down to the track
And the train was almost there.
The bold brave band of Bedouins
Unsheathed their silver swords
They attacked the man in black.
(And fell into “the Crack”)