'Traced Back To Pre-Diluvium Times Poem by Margaret Alice

In perfect Mary-Poppins style
decided on rum punch for
breakfast, being at work,
I could not

Had to be content with rum
chocolate instead, it was
so old, no trace of rum
in the taste

But ate it all the same, now
this cold-spell day appeals
in a lovely new way, I feel
vibrantly alive

Already catered to the
needs of the one-eyed
Cyclopian Troll Interpol,
now only

A request for a certificate
of death; life feels great
filtered through the hue
of the lovely

Chocolate flavoured with
rum - even though it can
be traced back to pre-
diluvium times!