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Wednesday, July 07, 2010

A re-found poetical parody

What is this @#!**$% Life

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to hear Slim swear.
No time to hear a “damn!”, or worse,
Some triple-X, blasphemous curse.
No time to chasten: “Fuck, shit, piss!”
In earshot of some comely miss.
No time to hear, when Mormon’s call,
Slim “Jesus H. Christ!”-ing up the wall.
No time for nuns who turn, askance,
At Slim’s crude words and baleful glance.
No time to hear, in dark of night:
“Who turned off this fuckin’ light?”
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to hear Slim swear.


—W.H. “Fuckin’” Davies
(Who, of course, wrote this for Gordon
“Westering” Walls, who lived below
Slim, a man charitably described as
an obstreperous old coot.)

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