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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Poem about slurping, and other subjects

At first life was a primal soup
That sucked and slopped and slurped;
Then out of this gobsmacking gloop
There crawled a fish that burped.

A billion species rose and fell
In some amount of time;
They glopped and bubbled up and back
Into the primal slime.

One half of these were vegetables –
They erped out oxygen.
The other half were animals –
They belched out CO2 again.

Though muddy, Mother Nature has
A balance to her parts:
The moral to this story is
You’re breathing in tree farts.

6 comments:

Meredith said...

You're clever.

Can you write one about how we (apparently) have all ingested the wee of Israelis?

Paul said...

Brilliant! Definitely one for the poetry reading/slam thingy. Humour is very rare at those things, especially humour with a point. That is because it is so much harder to do than yelling at people. You rock!

TimT said...

Oh, you two!

Meredith - Israeli wee? 'Now wee the people', that sort of thing? Just wondering if there's a news story or odd joke that I missed out on?

Paul - don't really think it's slamworthy as it lacks that obvious performative/dramatic element, but perhaps more a nice piece of light verse for open mike or parties.

Caz said...

Oh.

I thought it was going to be a poem about Slurpees.

In honor of the heat wave an' all.

I was in search of appropriate refreshment.

P.S - This is Oz - the farts and burps are predominately from sheep and cows, non?

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Charlie is my Darwin, my Darwin, my Darwin.

What a fine figger of a pome this is, Timsky. Fine. Figger. Of a Pome.

TimT said...

My only regret is that I didn't get to work a reference to 'Wyatt Urp' into the final version.

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