Your current fantasy will lead straight to perdition,
the CharMaster said, you will end up in contrition
if you you play on the Internet when Charring has
to be your sacred duty and mission, duly chastised
Alice calmed her mind, entered the waltz with the
electric lines in her hands, backwards and forwards
in perfect synergy with the whining machine which
the CharLord employed in hunt-and-peck-style
For washing the floor - Alice wished she could go
read more fantasies - I’m going to dig up the best
for serious studying, such great edification and if
I keep my calm, not showing so much elation -
No-one knows whence my inner smile of delight:
the CharMaster making progress - ching-ching -
It’s time for a Reckoning - WHAT, my dear Alice,
is the reason for the solar inverter’s indicating
Diminished capacity, what have YOU been doing
at night? Dear Kind CharKnight, Alice explained,
it was a dire emergency, many giants fighting for
the privilege of working for Her Majesty - if they
Sent the magic missive first - I would not have
had the chance to do creative writing - Humph,
the CharLord said, My nerves are shot, tonight
my Charlatan daughter invited a guest & such
Temerity makes me see red; let me seek out the
kind of dish I can serve the intruder here in my
CharCastle & Alice is free to go digging for more
magical tales with all their delightful delusions
As long as I never confess, Alice explains, no-one
can take me to prison for leaving the CharWorld
to go visit the Land of the Fairies where all kinds
of plaintive PoemKnights are faltering in pain
Where lost heroines need moral improvement and
all is merry, fun and delight - and even romance!
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