Comp. poem 10 Comments welcome
Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 1:33 am
There was an old man from Montreal town
His life as a poet had brought him renown
But then he was lynched
His money all pinched
And now he's a crook with a frown
I remember him well in the Chelsea
Building Society
He was famous, a legend, almost a deity
But it's clearly LC
on CCTV
And this time it's him going down
His life as a poet had brought him renown
But then he was lynched
His money all pinched
And now he's a crook with a frown
I remember him well in the Chelsea
Building Society
He was famous, a legend, almost a deity
But it's clearly LC
on CCTV
And this time it's him going down