JUDAS Poem by Andrew Buchanan Jackson
JUDAS
The Apocalypse of Judas,
chapter thirteen, verse
something-or-other:
as cows feed on clover,
crows on earthworms,
so men desire digestive charms.
It is beauty sustains us . . .
lean cuts from the Cross,
Italian shoes.
Therefore avoid St Andrews,
its burnt crust of a castle,
golf ball truffles,
the West Sands
a mouth-watering prospect for the damned.
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