Sunday, 18 January 2009

Elephants

Here is poem I wrote some time ago. It's chief virtue is its brevity.

Elephants

Tru' de jungle do dey go
See the eeele-phants go to and fro
Blimy, dem tings are huge, mon.
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4 comments:

  1. Evie20 January 2009 at 00:33:00 GMT+8

    Beautiful. "You are a poet, and don't know it." Ok maybe you do know it.

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  2. Anon Y Mouse21 January 2009 at 20:30:00 GMT+8

    Thank you very much. The island accent is very important if you would like to recite in public.

    If anyone would like to submit an original 8 line poem, two verses of four lines in iambic pentameter, I would be very impressed.

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  3. LottieP23 January 2009 at 19:43:00 GMT+8

    The waste remains, the waste remains and kills
    Why are we blaming China for our ills?
    The industry owners all are Hong Kong born:
    70,000 factories spewing scorn.

    The greyish metal tinge of Hong Kong’s skies
    Obfuscation, denial, blatant lies
    The smoking chimneys, dumps and chemical spills
    The waste remains, the waste remains and kills.

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  4. Anon Y Mouse25 January 2009 at 08:27:00 GMT+8

    Wow, there it is. I am very impressed. Fantastic job.

    I think I will have a haiku week soon to celebrate my Japanese roots.

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