George BernardBloodyShaw

Rookie (One day at the beginning of my life / England is my country)

*assuaging Of A Sausage - Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Here I sit
all alone
a lonely sausage
in a jar
in my sight
I see from afar
a jarring fright
it's a whole jar
of sausages
Oh! sausages
and fromages
I'll not be beaten
tho' I love
my life
I would behove
to be eaten
tho' I think
I'll still fight
to be in that
jar from afar
please dip me
in thar
to share my sausage skin
with a lady sausage within
assuage my needs
as my heart bleeds
for a needy
lady sausage...


Comments about *assuaging Of A Sausage by George BernardBloodyShaw

  • Rookie - 4 Points Martin O'Neill (4/6/2012 4:41:00 AM)

    Ha! I don't think I'll be able to look at a jar of Bockwurst in ever the same way. Brilliant. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Sid John Gardner. (7/16/2010 10:24:00 AM)

    Bit of a busted flush when a Chippolata meets a Bockwurst Mr GBBS....But then needs must....
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 15, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 15, 2010


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