Poems

Poem

The china is in smithereens
before our tea has even brewed
but it hardly matters.
Minotaur is half bull
and a little clumsy
but bigger things have been shattered,

Poem

Once upon a plom
There lived a poor little mom
Along with her children three.
There was a great big Gom
A Flom and a Chom
Who all sang, "Me, me, me."

Poem

Sirens! The cry went round the ship
as swift as if they'd sighted home
and every sailor felt the grip