Domerandum Poem by Graham Fowell
Domerandum
I took my arm to a party
And everything started out fine
It helped me to eight pints of lager,
Some Scotch and three bottles of wine.
Then just as the room started spinning
Another arm tangled with mine;
I know now it belonged to a copper,
As my arm and I serve out our time.
Monday, July 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: light poetry
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