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I wrote this many years ago. It is a very silly thing.

THOSE LUCKY PORPOISES
AND SADLY CAMELS

I porpoisely wrote
This poem for a mammal
Who's living with fish
But never a camel!

In the world of
Blue-waters
Where they live,
work and play
The lumpy-backed camel
Can't visit or stay!

They're dining on seafood
Each day of the week
While the camel eats straw
And stands on sore feet!

Surrounded by water,
Never drinking a drop.
While the dusty brown camel
Must pack his upontop!

Please, tell not the camel
Bout this comparative deed
'Cause:
No porpoise in life
Is what all camels need!


L

I'm going to reply to this, eventually, as I have written equally silly things.
However it is late at night and I'm pissed.
James (Gideon is a pen-name like Parker and Biro)

OK, I can't sleep.
This is the last verse of a poem I wrote a long time ago.

When one thinks of the currant situation
There isn't much raisin to fear
That a grape will ever be Sultan..
a hermaphrodite cannot be queer
Just fruity.

Sorry.

James

Not so silly, Laurie, but very funny.

The stance of your piece reminds me a bit of Nash and T. S Eliot ("The hippopotamus").

Thanks for making me laugh.

Cheers
tom

PS: Gideon, you really should ponder the last few lines of Laurie's poem. Maybe then you could regain healthy sleeping habits.

Gideon~

When one thinks of the currant situation
There isn't much raisin to fear
That a grape will ever be Sultan..
a hermaphrodite cannot be queer
Just fruity.

Ha. You should have posted during the "limerick phase" around these parts.

I don't know if you have these in GB, but here in the US we have a product called: Craisins...which is dried cranberries.

Tom~

thanks! I actually illustrated this this a couple of years ago (primatively of course). Hmmm, maybe this is good project for my other hobby

later,
L